Kuroshitsuji- Out of Place 07

AN: Meh... I know there's not really much of a storyline going. :/ Honestly, I don't know if there ever will be! I kind of just like sending her on adventures.


By the way... I actually have this posted on a couple of different sites. So if you see this same story somewhere else, I swear I didn't steal it! D: It's mine!


And Also... I will probably NEVER follow the Kuro storyline with this character! (mostly because Undertaker is not a major part of the storyline and he is the only reason I do Kuro fanfiction :/ *shameless Undertaker obsession*


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It was a cold, but lovely day. The perfect day to have a Frost Fayre on the Thymes. Soma and Agni seemed to be having the time of their lives- I wasn't so thrilled, though.


"Hey, Agni, look!" Soma yelled excitedly, "That 'Snow' stuff is everywhere!"


"Um... Soma," He didn't seem to hear me so I coughed loudly and dramatically to get his attention, "Soma, I'm sick as a dog and I hate crowds- what am I doing here?"


He picked me up and twirled me around, "You're having fun at the Frost Fair!" I tried protesting, telling him I wanted to go home, but he just insisted on me staying and playing with them.


For a little while I played some games. They were your basic bowling and target practice games that you see at any fair with prizes promised to the winner. We hung around at these games. I even won something- a pretty blue ring that the shopkeeper claimed was diamond. It was probably a fake, though, who ever heard of a blue diamond?


...


Until they ran off and left me! Now I was angry and alone. Not to mention sick, and getting sicker by the minute. I was shuddering uncontrolably still not used to the cold after all my time here.


Oh! I coudn't stand this! I just had to get inside somewhere! I found a random shop and ducked into it without paying attention, fully intending to pretend to be browsing while really warming up, but suddenly realized I had found the wrong shop for that- I was in some kind of funeral parlor! I looked at the person behind the counter, preparing to appollogize and say something about having the wrong place when I realized who it was.


"It's you!"


The man looked up from something he was reading and his face spread into a grin, "Why, hello there, Riley!" We embraced.


"What are you doing here, mr. Undertaker?" I asked, delighted but curious.


"Well, so many people have died of frostbite out here that I decided to just set up over here!~" He seemed so happy about it that I wasn't sure whether to look sad or happy.


So I just said, "Oh, I see,"


A few minutes passed during which he somehow magically produced some warm tea. It was like heaven to me as I had remembered that I was sick and cold and had begun shaking pitifully again.


"So," He sat behind the desk again while I took a coffin, "If miss Riley wasn't expecting to see me then what would she be going to an undertaker's for?" He asked, with a bit of suspicion. Then he frowned, "You're not cheating on me, are you?"


I was in the middle of drinking tea when he asked this question. This was not good timing. I ended up making a noise that was somewhere between a gasp and a snort and choking on tea.


When I recovered I managed to say weakly, "No," I cleared my throat and explained, "To be honest, I wasn't really paying attention to where I was going. I was just trying to get out of the cold. I'm sick so I really should not be out at the fair playing around, especially in this weather,"


That question could have been taken quite a different way- he should watch how he worded things! Then again, he might have meant for it to sound that way. Oh, why did he enjoy teasing me? But then I realized, with a blush that I didn't mind his teasing so much (aside from the occasional sudden startling appearance).


I finished the tea and stood up, "I should probably go look for Soma and Agni,"


He stood, too, "Alright. Come by and visit sometime~," We said farewell and I ducked through the opening and walked away.


I looked around for Agni and Soma (or "team idiot" as I had lovingly nicknamed them). I searched restaurants, game booths, and stores. I asked around about them; a couple of people did recall seeing two Indians at the fair, but couldn't tell me anything beyond that. I sighed, feeling more sick and tired than ever.


'I'll just head home, then, and wait for them to get there.'


So, I made my way off of the ice and to the banks of the Thames. From there I tried to get a carraige, but, after ten minutes without success, gave up and just chose to walk home, frowning in disappointment. I liked riding by carraige; it had been something I wanted to do as a child but never been in a position to, until now. Oh well- another day, then!


There was time for that later; right now, I had to get home- and fast. I didn't know how much longer my sick body could hold out against this cold weather which I was not accustomed to.


I turned down a street, the same street I had always taken whenever I walked home. On this day, that street felt forboding, somehow. I tried to brush the feeling off, as most 'feelings' I had didn't really seem to help me in any way.


At first I wasn't even sure that I had heard the music. I looked uncertainly down the alley that I heard it come from. I could see someone standing there just out of sight. The figure turned some kind of crank and the music began again.


Without knowing why, I began to follow that figure.


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Undertaker had taken a break. He had become hungry and there's really only so much cookies can do for you... So he was here in Lau's restaraunt; eating donuts and watching the other customers shift uncomfortably in their seats at the scantilly-clad waitresses.


Without warning, two Indians burst through the door. These were Agni and Soma, the two that Riley had left to find, if he wasn't mistaken. For a moment they stood just in the doorway looking around wildly before yelling, "Riley! Are you here?" across the restaraunt, startling the other patrons.


The taller one, Agni, glanced into the corner where Undertaker was sitting and noticed him. He put his hand on Soma's shoulder and whispered something in his ear. Soma looked over at the corner, too. Undertaker grinned at them and waved.


With a determined glare Soma marched over to his table, "You- my servant informs me that you are Riley's friend. Have you seen her?"


Undertaker wondered for a brief moment whether or not he could charge for this information. But if it was about Riley then it was too serious to play around. Besides, these two would be useless at coming up with anything amusing in their panicked state.


"I have~. She came by earlier and stayed for a while. Then she left saying she would look for you two,"


"How long ago was that?"


"Hm... A couple of hours~! Is something the matter?"


"She's missing! We've looked everywhere, even back at the manor and she's not there, either!"


"Oh?" He stood and brushed past them, "Well, I'm sure she'll turn up eventually~,"


He left through the door, frowned up at the darkening sky and headed away from the restaurant quickly.


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AN: Oh no! :O

Kuroshitsuji- Out of Place 06

I looked up into her piercing eyes, watching as she approached me with a twisted smile on her face, "Stay the hell away from me!" I found myself shrieking and quickly tried to conjure up some techniques of self defense from my memory. None came.

It didn't matter, though, because the strange people with the weapons suddenly surrounded her.

Now that they were closer I could see them more clearly. They were all wearing suits and glasses. As I mentioned before, each was carrying a weapon. Now that they were closer I recognized these weapons to be various gardening equipment. That was pretty weird, but I was just glad to see the woman turn her attention away from me.

"Riley!" Someone grabbed my shoulder. I yelped and slapped Ciel in surprise. He looked offended for a second but that quickly changed back to his usual serious demeanor, "We can't stay here!" He grabbed my hand and dragged me away.

As we ran down a hallway, I could hear a fight going on in the room we had just left. There was shouting, struggling, and roars. It began to get louder even though we were moving away from it. When I glanced back, I could see why- she was following us! In an instant she was right behind me. She raised her hand and swung it at me, but only managed to graze my arm. It was enough to make me stumble and fall. Luckily I caught myself against a wall and was able to keep running. Looking back again, I saw that the man in red had jumped on her back to restrain her.

Ciel and I ran outside and into the garden. He lead me through the dark, around flowerbeds and shrubs until we reached an orchard. Then we finally stopped to sit down and rest.

"Ciel, what was that all about? What happened?" I shuddered in fear, clinging to him for comfort.

He ignored my question and said instead, "Don't worry, Sebastian will be able to take care of it. He'll probably come for us in a little while," He looked at me, then, "Are you alright?"

"Yeah, I'm alright," I assured him.

Just then there was a huge crash. We peeked out from behind the tree and gasped in unison. Where the mansion had just been standing, there was nothing more than a dust cloud rising up off of the ground.

He jumped up and shouted, "Riley, stay here!" Then ran off in the direction of his house. Well that was alright with me, I didn't want to be anywhere near that scary woman who had tried to kill me! I sat down against the tree again, feeling suddenly weak.

I must have dozed off, because it jerked me awake when I heard footsteps nearby. I kept quiet; I could see nothing, so maybe that meant that they couldn't see me either. A few feet in front of me I could see a flash of something gold that I recognized as eyes. That's when I realized there was a dark figure standing over me. I screamed and kicked out at whatever was there. The dark figure crouched to my level and said, "I've found you, miss Riley!"

"Mr. Undertaker, please stop doing that," I felt like I would burst into tears, "I already feel like I'm gonna faint without you sneaking up on me!"

"Well, have you tried covering that wound yet?" He sat next to me against the tree.

I looked at him blankly, "Wound?"

"You're bleeding, miss Riley," He informed me, and touched a place on my arm. I felt it and realized he was right.

"Oh yeah- that lady scratched me!" I felt for the wound so I could cover it, but it was too dark, "I can't see a damn thing!"

"Hm? It's not that dark..." He said casually.

"Well, if you can see, then help me out before I bleed to death,"

He didn't answer, but I could hear him doing something. Then he was wrapping a long piece of fabric around my bleeding arm, "That should do it," He tied it off.

"Thanks," I smiled at the place where I thought his face might be, "By the way do you have any idea what happened earlier? Before that woman appeared?”

“Hm~? Did something happen?”

"Yeah, all these people appeared out of nowhere!"

"People?"

"Yeah, they were all carrying weapons and nobody else was paying them any attention, for some reason,"

"Are you sure they were there, then?"

"Are you calling me crazy? Of course, I almost ran into one of them. He was wearing all red and looked like a drag queen!"

"Well, then let's go find the others," He said quickly, standing and helping me up, "We probably wouldn't want to meet any of those people with just the two of us,"

I nodded in agreement, but felt like he was rushing to get away from the topic. That meant he probably knew something, but didn't want to or wasn't aloud to tell me.

Oh well, I'll just have to find out on my own!

I followed close behind him as we made our way through the dark. I tried to walk on my own, but I stumbled and ran into stuff so much that I reached out and grabbed at his sleeve. Even then I tripped, this time almost dragging him down with me. He ended up carrying me the rest of the way.

"Sorry you're having to put up with me..."

"Oh, don't worry. I intend on charging you,"

"...huh? Are you serious? I ain't got any money!"

"I don't want your money,"

"Then what?"

"Make me laugh!"

"....huh?" It was a simple request, but when asked directly like that my mind just went blank, "But you already amuse yourself so easily!" I protested. He only chuckled.

“By the way, where’d you go earlier?” I asked, stalling for time.

“....Go?” He asked somewhat reluctantly.

“Yeah, you totally disappeared without saying anything!”

“.......”

“That was so mean! If you’re gonna just run off mid-conversation like that then at least give a reason! Plus that’s when those people showed up looking like terrorists, I really could have used your company! Nice timing-really,”

He only looked at me strangely before snickering.

“What is your problem?” I demanded, frowning at him. The look on my face only seemed to make him laugh more.

“Sorry. It’s just that no one has lectured me like that in a while,” He giggled.

I beamed at him, “I win,”

He cocked his head at me, “hm?”

“I made you laugh, I win,”

“Oh, I guess you’re right!” He grinned.

When we got back to the rubble that had been the Phantomhive mansion, people were mulling around, dazed. Some were hurrying off to go home, looking shaken. There was dust in the air, giving the place a post-apocalyptic look. Still, though, Undertaker’s grin never faltered.

We found Ciel sitting on what remained of the porch, looking glum, while Sebastian restrained the strange woman from before. This time I found she wasn’t really quite so fascinating as she was scary. Her face was twisted in anger and her teeth were bared. When she wasn’t roaring in rage she was shouting obscenities at Sebastian, who was sitting on her back looking as though he had smelled something unpleasant. I noticed the woman was now wearing a dog collar around her neck but decided not to question it.

I sat next to Ciel and patted his back sympathetically. Looking at the bits of broken wood around us I shook my head, “That’s a damn shame,”

“What’s a shame?” He asked, only sounding half interested.

“Just look at all this wasted lumber. Do you know how many trees this is?”

He only glared, as he usually did, “It doesn’t matter. Sebastian will fix it,”

“If you say so...” I was looking around at the wreckage doubtfully, when movement caught my eye. Worried it might be a person in the rubble, I jumped up and ran over to help. Before I could even start searching, a tall man stood up out of the mess of floorboards and tiles and began brushing himself off, completely ignoring me.

I waited for a minute, staring at him. When he still didn’t acknowledge me I said loudly, “Hey, you,”

He looked down at me as though I were a nuisance. That’s when I recognized him as one of the men from before, “Ah, it’s you,” He said in recognition.

“I’m sorry- have we met?” True I had seen him from across the room, but he hadn't even looked my way; and I didn't remember actually meeting him.

He leaned closer and stared into my face, as though to glean my deepest secrets from me. I backed away uncomfortably, listening to see if anyone was nearby. If this guy jumped me, I didn’t think anyone would make it in time.

“No,” He said finally, straightening up, “I suppose we haven’t,” He promptly hopped over a 20 foot pile of rubble and disappeared somewhere. I realized my mouth was hanging open and closed it before running back to where the others were. 

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AN: Sorry this chap had to end like this.... I just don't know how to end this one and transition to the next one. So the next chapter will be rather abrupt and will not really expand on this one at all.

Kuroshitsuji- Out of Place 05

I looked at Soma and Agni for a minute.


"...Huh?" It hadn't sunk in


Soma waved the letter in my face, "This letter- it's from Ciel! We've been invited to some kind of party at his house,"


"Oh," I looked at it, not really reading it, "Soma, I'm pretty sure he only means you. Why would he invite me?"


Soma rolled his eyes and said, as though that were the stupidest thing he'd ever heard, "Why wouldn't he invite his sister?" He pointed to a place on the paper, "There, look. It says you're invited! See?" He grinned.


Well, what do you know? He was right. The letter was addressed: "To whom it may concern" and went on to say that Soma and I were invited to a social gathering of some sort (Agni wasn't mentioned, as it wasn't custom to give any consideration to servants when inviting people to such gatherings, but Agni would still accompany us).


I looked at them with wide eyes, "But, you guys, how should I dress for something like this?"


They seemed pretty clueless about that, but at least they tried to help. While I was hyperventilating they kept bringing out a random array of English dresses and Indian woman's clothing to see if I liked any of them. I ended up choosing a long, black, spaghetti-strap dress with lace at the bottom and a silver tiara. Showy, perhaps, but maybe the black would make me blend in.


The day of the "social gathering" we all took a carriage out of town. It took a while, but we eventually pulled up to Ciel's house.


Sebastian met us at the door, "Welcome,"


"Hi, Sebastian!" I smiled at him.


"H-hello, Sebastian," Soma said, peeking over my shoulder.


When Sebastian had moved away, I looked at Soma, "What are you hiding for? What's wrong?"


Soma shuddered, "He scares me..."


I looked to Agni for an explanation. He only shrugged- he didn't understand it either. So instead I looked back at Soma, "What's wrong with him?"


"There's just something unnatural about him. Like he's something really evil just pretending to be nice..." Soma convulsed again.


I began to shudder too, "Oh, stop it- you're freaking me out!" I pulled on his arm, "Come on, let's mingle,"


Most of the people looked at us as though there was something wrong with us. I only smiled in return; like I'd never seen THAT look before! I couldn't exactly blame them, either. After all, most people would look funny at two Indians and a goth chick.


Soon I spotted Ciel through the crowd. I kind of wanted to run up and hug him, but I was pretty sure that wouldn't be proper in this situation, especially since he was talking to a bunch of really official-looking people. I also wasn't sure I could look him in the eye after our last conversation. When those people had left him alone, I pointed Ciel out to Soma and he and Agni ran off to greet him.


Instead of following them, I hurried in the other direction. Bumping into people and apologizing quietly with my eyes lowered, I managed to make it across the room to a side room of some kind. It was empty but the door had been open so it was obviously meant for guests to use. Feeling depressed, I dropped down on the sofa. Right now I was kind of wishing I hadn't come. It would be rude to turn down the invitation, though, after he had been kind enough to let me live in his house. With a distressed sigh, I closed my eyes and leaned back.


After a moment I felt the slightest of drafts and then there was a voice speaking in my ear, "Alright, miss Riley?"


My eyes snapped open and I instinctively swatted at the place near my head where the voice had come from. The Undertaker caught my hand and leered at me. I gave him a dirty look, "Ya know, just because you can magic your way over here without being heard doesn't mean you should,"


He only grinned and said, laughingly, "I'm sorry. I couldn't help myself," I smiled involuntarily in response.


At that moment a commotion of some sort broke out in the main room. I got up to go look, Undertaker followed. The uproar seemed to be focused around a tall man with dark hair and glasses who was wearing a formal suit and carried a weapon of some sort. The people around him appeared alarmed at his appearance. It seemed he had quite suddenly appeared.


"What's with that guy?" I wondered aloud.


I thought I could hear Undertaker give an exasperated sigh, so I looked over at him. I couldn't really tell what expression he was wearing, I realized. His face revealed nothing about his emotions. His eyes were covered so it was impossible to tell.


He glanced at me and smiled in an amused way, "What is it?"


"Oh, nothing..." I looked away, suddenly shy. Out of the corner of my eye I could still see him smirking at me, it made me go red.


I tried to distract myself by looking back into the room at the strange man with glasses. He was now being led away somewhere by Sebastian. They joined Ciel in a secluded corner where the three of them began to have a heated discussion.


"Hm.... weird, what was that all about?" I turned to look at the undertaker, but he was gone. I looked around the small room to make sure he wasn't hiding- but it appeared he really was gone, "Wow- that was totally rude,"


Then I looked out at the big room. It seemed things had gotten back to normal- everyone had seemingly forgotten about that man's sudden entrance. That wasn't too strange, given that there was alcohol at this party, but there was something else not quite right. The room felt fuller now. There were several new people that I hadn't noticed before. Nobody seemed to be paying them any attention, though.


Which.... huh... now that I thought about it, struck me as really weird. Looking closer, they were all carrying some kind of weapon; shouldn't that be alarming to people? This was getting too freaky for me! I looked around for the undertaker. Ah, there he was at the top of the staircase! I started to walk that way, but nearly ran into someone. It was a man with long red hair, red clothes and very pretty make-up. He must have been a lumberjack, or something because he was carrying a chainsaw.


Hmm... another person who looked out of place in this time period. For a moment we stared at each other; me looking confused, him looking as though he wasn't feeling out of place at all. Then he said, "Oops, I've been noticed..." and looked at me as though I were a nuisance.


I backed away, "uhm... I didn't see nothing, mr. lumberjack!" and then I ran away. Looking up at the stairs, I realized undertaker was no longer there, "Son of a-!"


I didn't finish my curse because yet another commotion broke out across the room. There were screams, growling and the sound of running feet. I whipped around just in time to see someone being thrown through the air. People rushed past to get out the door, knocking me over in the process. When I sat up, there was a woman standing over me.


At first I thought she was one of the guests. She was dressed too strangely for a ball, though- her clothes consisted of a black midriff top; a short, black skirt, and tall boots. But there was something about her that was stranger than her clothes; on top of her head was a pair of short, black dog ears. This must have been the person everyone was running from. Weird, she was really more fascinating than scary... Then her eyes flashed red and I quickly changed my mind.


She grinned at me revealing sharp teeth. I stood up and backed away slowly, glancing around for some escape- there was none, I had backed into a corner.


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AN: uh oh!~ :O

Kuroshitsuji - Adventures of Mary Sue: Chapter 04

Chapter 4


Okay, now I knew something was wrong. I may have been an ignorant kid, but I was pretty sure that London was just as technologically advanced as any other major city in the world. I mean they definitely had stuff like cars, busses, neon signs, and stoplights. So why was he telling me this place was London? There were none of those things. Plus there were more people dressed in old-fashioned clothing and the streets were brick instead of pavement.


I wanted to ask him why he was lying. I wanted to ask where we really were, but it was still too much trouble to speak.


“What’s with that face? You don’t believe me?”


I jumped. Could he read minds? Or maybe I was more predictable than I thought… That thought kind of made me mad. I would have to watch out around him from now on.


We went to the undertaker’s shop. It didn’t look like any undertaking place I had been to. It was more like the way you would imagine an undertaker’s place to look if you were a little kid just learning about it; like the place where a vampire might live, or like someone had gone all out to decorate for Halloween. Was this really where he worked?
‘Wow. Imagine how strange it would feel to come in here to have someone work on your loved one… ‘


At first I was kind of uneasy. I wasn’t sure how I would react if I saw a body. I’d only been to one funeral, after all; and of course that body had been cleaned and made pretty. At the moment I didn’t see any in the shop, but they were probably in the coffins he had all over the place.


I wondered what I would do now. He had already helped me way too much so it would be wrong to take advantage of him further. But it was kind of hard to refuse his help, as I still couldn’t find my voice and I really had no one else to turn to anyway. He went into a back room, saying he would find me something less bloody to wear.


‘Maybe I could leave now, while he’s distracted!’ I found myself dismissing the idea because I had the feeling that he would track me down and make me come back here with him again, anyway. The thought of that man chasing me down made me shudder; it would be scary to get on his bad side.


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Well, my cell phone was finally dry enough to turn on, as I discovered after changing. The only problem was that there was no signal. I sighed. My poor parents… where were they now? What were they doing?
Well, never mind that, I didn’t want to get myself crying or else I would never stop. Instead I typed up a text message to them and sent it. It wouldn’t go through yet, but as soon as it caught a signal it would send it.


Now I turned to look at myself in the mirror. I was wearing a simple black dress with long sleeves that flared out slightly at the ends. I found a black ribbon in the pocket of my camouflage pants (yes, I wear ribbons like a little girl- what of it?) and used it to tie back my wet hair. I hadn’t been expecting that I would be able to bathe. It was strange to do something so familiar after all the bizarre things I’d been through. How wonderful to no longer be covered in dirt and blood!
‘Well, what should I do now?’ I wondered. I supposed I should probably be looking for someone from the real world; someone who wasn’t stuck in this time warp.


I went to the window at the front of the shop and looked out. Nothing but old-fashioned people in their old-fashioned clothes; all the women were in skirts and everything. Wait! There was a lady wearing pants!


(AN: That’s my favorite sentence XD)


That had to mean she was from a modern place like me! Before I knew it I had run onto the street after her.


I looked around frantically and finally spotted her through the crowd. So began my chase through the city. She was almost unnaturally fast, though. Soon I realized she had probably noticed I was following her and was trying to lose me. I stopped then and shuddered in the cold air. I hadn’t even thought about needing a coat. It was way too late to keep going after her and it was getting cold.


‘I’ll head back now, I guess,’ Those words came to my mind easily, but I realized I now had no idea where I was. With no other choice, I just started walking in the direction I thought I had come from. The strange city was even more menacing now that I didn’t know where I was going.


Maybe that man really would track me down, I thought hopefully. He did before, after all. My stomach twisted when I thought of the mad doctor and how close I had come to losing my organs.


There was a park nearby. I don’t really know why I chose to go in there; probably because it was quiet and I was sick of being near so many people. However you want to rationalize it, I went in and when I couldn’t find a bench to sit on, found a secluded spot and just sat on the ground. I must have fallen asleep there, because suddenly it was pitch dark and I could no longer hear the sounds of people talking or horses moving nearby.


Well, at least someone was nearby. Their footsteps echoed as they came nearer. My heart sped up, ‘Who is that?’ I didn’t dare open my eyes to find out. There was a musky smell- similar to the cologne boys sometimes wore at my school- as the person came closer. I could feel their breath on my face; it smelled faintly of smoke. Then their hands were on my face. My eyes opened, ready to see some creepy man hanging over me. I was mistaken.


I knew as soon as I saw her that it was the woman I had been following earlier. Her long, silver hair was tied back in a ponytail. She was wearing a black trench coat, black pants, and a black hat. This black outfit contrasted well with her eyes, which were bright green.


“Maiden,” She spoke in a kind voice, “It’s dangerous to sleep here,”
I didn’t answer her.


“Come now, it’s dangerous here,” She repeated, making me sit up. When I was again silent, she smirked, “I see… So you don’t speak? Fine then, I’ll speak for you,” At that, she lifted me off of the ground and carried me bridal style. I gasped and held onto her tightly; she was very tall and heights are a big problem for me.


After seeing that I was afraid, she agreed to let me walk on my own but insisted I hold her hand. Honestly it was beginning to weird me out. It was like she was flirting with me, or something.


It seemed she had given up on trying to make me talk, so she announced that she would find a suitable place for me to stay.


“Maybe you could come to my place?” She suggested, slyly. That didn’t sound like a very good idea to me, so I shook my head no. She only smirked and leaned closer to me, “C’mon, why not?”


I blushed. I’d rejected a guy before but how do you reject a girl?
Would I finally be forced to use my voice after all this time? I hoped not- it would probably sound really terrible and croaky.


I was saved from answering, however, when a voice called to us, “Ah- there you are!”


We looked up. There was a figure approaching us. When he passed under a streetlamp, I saw that it was the Undertaker.


A relieved smile broke out across my face. Without thinking, I ran to him and threw my arms around him. He looked taken aback, but then smiled, “Did you get lost? You shouldn’t have wandered off like that,”
When I looked back at her, the woman, too, seemed rather taken aback, but in a way I couldn’t quite pinpoint. She also looked kind of annoyed- probably because I had blown her off.


She and Undertaker exchanged some words. The way they spoke gave me the feeling that they knew each other vaguely. She seemed to act very respectfully to him. It made me curious, probably more so than it should have. What was with this guy? I had just thought he was kind of an odd person, but now it felt like there was more to it than that.


As we turned to leave, I looked at the woman, whose name I had found out was Jeane. She took the opportunity to wink at me and wave bye. I shuddered, hoping I would never see her again.


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AN: XDDD So what do you think of Jean?~ 
lol dun make fun of her- she may be a fuck up but she's my fuck up XD

Kuroshitsuji- Out of Place 04

It was probably stupid to go walking alone when it was getting dark, but I was sick of sitting around the house with that spoiled prince! He had done nothing but eat curry all day. Agni wasn't much better, as all he did was encourage Soma to be lazy. Neither of them were very good for conversation. Needless to say, I longed for some time away from the noisy pair. So, without them knowing, I set off on my own.


In the city, there are very few places where you can truly be alone. But the fact that there are so many people and that you're just another face in the crowd tends to lend it a sort of loneliness; it was a feeling I took comfort in at this moment. I walked for a long time, though it didn't really feel like it, and for a good distance, too. Eventually the streets began to clear up as everyone else went home for the night, but I was lost in my own thoughts and so I didn't notice.


It was only when I found myself out of breath that I realized how far I had walked and how late it was. Looking around, I noticed a familiar store. It was the store that Sebastian and I had visited a while ago. So there was one thing I recognized, that was good. Now I retraced our steps after we left the store. If I wasn't mistaken this way would take me to the undertaker.


'Oh no- it's probably too late to ask him for directions,' I looked at the dark sky anxiously, but kept going until I came to the shop. Just as I had thought, it didn't look as though anyone was there. When I tried the door, it was locked. Even after I knocked on the door a few times, no one came to answer. So he wasn't there.


I sighed. Maybe Soma and Agni would realize I was gone and come find me. But how would they ever know to look here?


'I know! I'll go to the graveyard where they found me!' So I ran off in that direction. When I arrived at the gate a few minutes later, I was out of breath and kind of felt stupid for running.


I looked around, the graveyard hadn't changed much. The only noticeable change was that there was a freshly dug grave. Who would soon be buried here? I pondered to myself while peering down into it. Unnerved by the thought of falling in, I turned to step away from the hole and ran into someone. A hand grabbed my wrist to keep me from losing my balance and falling in anyway.


"M- mr. undertaker," I gasped, looking at him incredulously, "That was mean! Don't sneak up on people like that!" He only looked at me as though he wasn't sure what I was talking about.


"I'm sorry," He told me, grinning. Then he reached out to touch my face, "I was only wondering what a relative of earl Phantomhive is doing here in the dark,"


I had given up on correcting people about us being related, so I only smiled and said, "I got lost," I looked at him hopefully, "Can you tell me how to get back to Ciel's house?"


"I'll do better- I'll take you there," He offered his arm and I accepted.


We chatted while we walked together. It was true that he said some creepy and somewhat disturbing things, but all my friends (and I) from back home were like that, so it was just fine with me- I thought he was hilarious! Plus he wasn't really a bad guy or anything. I couldn't help thinking it was too bad that everyone thought so badly of him. But then again, I was pretty sure he acted that way on purpose so I shouldn't feel too sorry for him.


Suddenly I realized he had said something.


"Oh sorry- what?" I asked.


He laughed, "I said, you've been staring at me for a while, are you thinking of your lover?"


I blushed, "Yeah right, mr. undertaker- like I would have a lover!"


He stopped and turned to me.


I looked at him, "What is it?"


"We're here," He motioned to the house.


"Oh, that was fast," Without thinking, I embraced him, "Thank you for walking with me,"


I had forgotten that it wasn't proper etiquette here to embrace a person you barely knew, even if they had helped you out big time. He didn't seem to mind, though, since he hugged me back.


Just as we let go I heard a voice ring across the yard, "Rileeeeeeeeey!" and looked up just in time to be tackled by Soma.


"Baby sister- I was so worried! Why didn't you tell me you were going out? I would have come, too!" He cried.


"That's why," I told him, annoyed; and then shoved him away and stormed into the house.


"Meanie!" He whined and followed.


I looked back to see if the undertaker was still there, but he had disappeared. I frowned, hoping I would see him again.

Kuroshitsuji - Adventures of Mary Sue: Chapter 03

Chapter 3


Sometime in the afternoon, people started arriving for the funeral. I tried to stay away from them, as they seemed to regard me with something like disgust. I didn’t really blame them, though- I was covered in dirt and blood and probably looked like a homeless foreigner/murderer to them.


By now I was hungry and weak. The last time I had eaten was lunch during school the previous day. But at least I wasn’t quite so cold as before. Earlier I had tried to give the undertaker his coat back but he had refused, telling me I needed it more than he did. Then to top it off, he had given me his scarf/sash thing. He had disappeared somewhere now, probably busy with the funeral. I felt less guilty now that I had tried to give it back and now that I had seen he had actually been wearing another coat under that one; I guessed he had them to spare.


Now I was leaning against a wrought iron fence, passing the time by warming my face in the sun. Vaguely I wondered where I might find something to eat. There were probably some edible plants growing around here, I thought, but I gave up on the idea because I had no way of identifying them.


For a while I walked around this little village. I actually managed to find an apple tree. So, my fear of heights forgotten, I scrambled up the tree and spent a while up there eating apples before falling out of it and rediscovering my fear of heights.


It was pretty late now; the sun was almost gone from the sky. I knew it would be about time for the funeral to be over, I wondered when the undertaker would be done with his work. Did he have to bury the body, too? Well, I soon found out that he did because even after they had taken the coffin out to the graveyard and all the guests had left he still hadn’t reappeared. Then again, maybe he had left without me. I felt really gloomy at that thought, but waited outside the church for a bit anyway.


I coughed, and a wave of chills went through me. Before I knew it I was on the ground, trembling and coughing. I’m not sure how long I lay there like that, coughing and shaking and hurting, but it seemed soon that I heard some stranger’s voice above me.


“Miss, are you alright?” He shook my shoulder; I guess I looked unconscious.


Then there was another set of feet running towards me and a voice asked, “What happened to her?”


“Doctor! I don’t know, she suddenly collapsed,”


Both of the men were unfamiliar to me. One was a teenager who couldn’t have been any older than me. The other looked to be in his thirties. More people to trouble! I mumbled something along the lines of, “No, I’m alright. I’m waiting for someone,”


“Oh, maybe the person she’s waiting for is in the church! I’ll go check,” The younger man offered. He was stopped by the other’s hand.
“All the lights are out in the church- there’s no one there. Poor girl, perhaps she’s been abandoned by her companion?” The older man said,
“Looks like she has a fever. I’ll take her back to my office and care for her,”


“Do you need help to carry her?”


“No, I can handle it. You head on home,"


Something about that guy was unsettling; I really didn’t want to go with him. The more I struggled, though, the rougher he handled me.
Finally he just picked me up and carried me over his shoulder like luggage. I resisted for a while but soon lost even that bit of strength and was reduced to shivering and coughing. Maybe this guy was actually a doctor who would help me, I thought hopefully.


I remember looking at the ground as he walked. I could see my own arms dangling below me but couldn’t seem to feel them. I think the circulation had gone out of them. Then the ground became steps and we were going down into a dark place. It gave me a very bad feeling.


Where had the undertaker gone? Had he really gone away without even telling me? Not that I’d blame him; we were practically strangers and I’d been nothing but a nuisance ever since we’d met.


I was laid upon a hard surface. It was too dark to see but I could hear the man moving around the room. He lit a candle. It’s light washed over the rest of the room and if I wasn’t already convinced that I was going to die, all of my doubts disappeared once I’d looked around at the room.


It was so abruptly a gruesome scene that my mind went blank for several minutes. I was lying upon a bloodstained wooden table, in a room with bloodstained walls. On a shelf nearby I could see jars holding what looked like various body parts. But the real horror came when I looked over at another table and saw the remains of what must have once been a woman. Now she was a ripped up corpse missing her hands.


The man must have seen me looking at her, because he said, “That patient was a failure. She died, but I figured it was useless to waste such pretty hands as hers. So I took them,” He proceeded to unbutton my coat and then lift up my shirt to just past my navel, “Now let’s see what I can take from you,” He held up a scalpel.


I gasped, tried to speak, and failed miserably. I wanted to get up, but my body felt really heavy all of a sudden. How did I keep getting into trouble like this?


He shushed me, saying, “Don’t try to talk. Just trust me,”


Before he could cut into me there was a sound of metal against bone and the mad doctor dropped heavily to the ground. Behind him, holding a shovel was none other than the undertaker. He dropped the shovel and leaned closer; looking me over, touching my neck to find my pulse.


His voice was firm when he said, “Breathe,”


I gasped then, realizing I hadn’t been breathing.


Vaguely, I can remember him leading me up the stairs and away from the house while I clung to him. For a while I didn’t really pay attention to where we were. I think he tried to talk to me, but I didn’t really feel well enough to try to listen- it might bring me back to reality.


“Ehhh? Are you not talking now?” He said finally, “Well, that’s fine. None of my ‘guests’ talk to me either~,”


I felt kind of bad about it, but I still couldn’t really bring myself to say anything. It was then that I began to wonder where we were going. I found myself hoping it was a car with a heater in it. No such luck, it seemed that he, like everyone else around here, was stuck in some kind of time warp. But a horse-drawn carriage was better than walking, so it was all right.


I was so tired that it didn’t even bother me that I was in a hearse. I sank into a deep sleep.

Kuroshitsuji- Out of Place 03

It was cloudy on the streets today. You might have found it dismal, but it seemed like a nice day to me. After all, any day that there were less people on the streets was a good day. The only downfall of today was that it would probably rain and there was no place for me to go. Right on queue, the rain started. I hurried to the nearest overhang to shelter myself and crouched there with the food I had stolen, devouring it greedily.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see someone come and stand next to me to get out of the rain. I ignored them.

"Shouldn't you pay for that?" I jumped at the familiar voice.

"Ciel?" I blushed, "Have you been following me?"

He sighed, "If you're stealing food to survive then why don't you just say something?"

"Oh, I pay for it alright; you wanna see my scars?" I snapped.

He looked a bit surprised, then frowned, "Nevermind. What I really wanted was to ask you about someone,"

He asked about any suspicious people that were in the area around a certain time. I gave the description of a couple of people. I guessed I wasn't much help, because he seemed dissatisfied when Sebastian showed up to get him and they left.

So it was just about a case he was working on. For a second I'd thought the brat actually cared. It was my fault, though- I shouldn't think such wishful thoughts. I cried anyway. It was stupid and wasteful of energy, I know, but he was the closest thing to a friend I had and it hurt when he acted that way.

I no longer wanted to stay here, so, even though the rain was still pouring, I started walking. Once upon a time, the rain had been nice company. That was back when I had a house to dry off in. Now the rain was just cold and carried the danger of making me sick.

I walked back to the cemetery and wandered around for a bit before sitting against one of the graves and closing my eyes. A moment later I heard footsteps approaching and the raindrops ceased to fall on my face.

"Prince, is this her?"

"I don't know- she doesn't look like anyone Ciel would know,"

When I opened my eyes, there were two Indian men looking down at me. One was very tall and strong-looking with white hair. The other was pretty average in comparison with dark hair and eyes. They both wore fancy, foreign clothing and jewelry. For a moment we stared at eachother.

"Hi!" The dark haired one exclaimed suddenly, "Are you Ciel's friend?"

"Oh- yeah, I guess," I told him, unsure.

"Alright, come on then!" He grabbed my hand, pulled me to my feet and started dragging me away.

"Ah! What are you doing? Stop!" I cried.

He stopped and turned to look at me, "Huh? But Ciel said to find you and take you home with us and treat you like a guest,"

I started, "Ciel?"

"Yeah," He continued, "But if you'd really rather sit outside in the rain then I guess you don't have to come,"

I promptly agreed to come with them. On the walk over to Ciel's house I learned that their names were Agni and Soma and that Soma was a prince and Agni was his servant.

Soma was just explaining how Ciel had trusted them to look after his house in the city when suddenly he stopped walking and just started staring at me.

"What? What is it?" I stepped away from him, nervously.

"You look like Ciel," He said, out of nowhere. Then he gasped and grabbed my hands, "Are you his long-lost sister?"

I tried to pull away from him, "No, we're not related-!"

He wasn't listening, "Then you're my sister!" He pulled me into a tight embrace, then pulled back and looked me up and down with a look of horror on his face.

"Agni, my sister has been starving to death and sleeping on the streets! We must take her home and feed her this instant!" He proclaimed.

"Yes, Prince!" Agni agreed at the top of his lungs and lifted me off the ground. They then sprinted to the house with me as though I could drop dead at any second. Once we got there I managed to convince them to let me bathe and find dry clothes while Agni was cooking for us.

I walked into the dining room where Soma was sitting, "Where's Ciel at?"

"Oh, he left already," Agni explained, "I told him he should wait for you, but he left anyway,"

"Oh," My heart fell, why did that child always act so cold?

All throughout dinner Agni and Soma insisted on feeding me, even though I told them I really wasn't that weak. At first I was mad at them, but they just ended up making me laugh. With these two around, I didn't think I would ever be able to concentrate on sad things again.