My Beloved Undertaker~ (Kuroshitsuji;Undertaker;ShortStories)

1. Working



"It's a tough job working with the dead, someone has to do it though."- Me


Call me crazy, but I think I've found the perfect guy. He works with the dead and makes their final resting places. He gives them a big final performance too. Who might this man be, but the strange man with silver hair. He's called the Undertaker by everybody, nobody really calls him by his real name. I’ve begun to wonder if he has forgotten it.
I found myself staring at him as he dissected his newest arrival. Taking the organs and putting them in Urns, smiling the entire time. There's hardly a time he doesn't smile. His silver bangs covering his lovely eyes.
"Angel~? Your doing it again~" I blinked, awakening my mind from it's thoughts of him.
"Doing what, Undertaker?"
"Watching me~"
"How can I not? I’ve done all the chores, your the only other interesting thing here.The dead doesn't talk, and I'm certainly not insane enough to strike up a conversation with a random coffin..." I stopped, noticing he had quit his activities and was watching me with interest.
"What are you looking at, you pervert!?" I said, blushing, covering my chest with my arms and hands.
"I'm a pervert~? But you yourself were just doing the same~"
"That's different! You don't have a chest with features such as mine!!" I said standing and turning my back to him.
"So you admit you were staring at me~"
"Well, I never--" I was cut off by a wagging finger with long black nails.
"So if you weren't staring at my chest~...Then what were you staring at~?"
I grabbed the nearest old, unreturned book, and chucked it at him.
"What are you suggesting, huh!?" I yelled at him, throwing random books and objects at him.
"I'm not suggesting anything~....But using such strong defenses, leaves me to wonder~" He giggled and sauntered into the front of the shop.
"Humph...He knows everything about me, yet, I don't completely know him...besides that, he knows I like him!!" I growled, sitting on a resting coffin.
"Angel, If you liked me, why didn't you just say so~!!"I was then tackled behind by a man with silver hair and a cookie jar in his hand....


I like my life now, just the way it is, My Undertaker~...