A man,crazed to a fine point was walking about in his little shop that apparently was full of a certain vibe Ciel had said,reminded him of 'Death'.The boy was correct, his shop was built for corpses and anything man giggled ,covering his grinning mouth with a pale nails were long and black,perfect actually. His long, yet light, silver hair swished around as he doubled over in a giggle soon as he stopped giggling he started to think.

'The boy himself is a joke written in its self, everything he does is of dark intent ever since his parent's died, what a waist his parents were good people...Vincent was a friend of mine and would probably want me to watch over the young earl...but thanks to that butler of his, 'Sebastian' the poor boy's soul will be eaten soon.' a sigh imitated from him as he started working on a coffin, specially designed for the young Earl himself.

The man tilted his head as he saw a piece of paper within the velvet laid paper consisted of a black and white pattern, black ink roses in the top left and bottom right hand sides with thorns reaching out from started to appear and a growl escaped the silver haired man as he read the upcoming eyes were covered by frizzed out hair but if you could see his eyes, you would duck for cover. A scowl pressed its self to his lips as he read the letter once all of the words were there, just to check if he read it right.

'In Memory of..

*Ciel Phantomhive*

Who died at Aug,26th,1889.

AGED 13 YEARS'

The man tossed the card down.

"So, the demon finally ended you my young Earl.." The man said quietly, not understanding the feeling he had inside.

"I guess its time we put you into a better sleeping place Young Earl~" he said giggling, though stopped when his heart clinched at the thought of him other than actually sleeping but him actually being...Dead.

A frown was placed again on the man's face as he sat down looking at the floor.

"What is going on with me today?" He whispered quietly, looking threw the frizz covering his eyes, looking at all the space excluding the stuff that was placed for his felt...quiet empty, even with the stuff.

A sad sigh fell out into the open air as he sat up.

"I'm the Undertaker, i shouldn't have any feelings whats so ever, i am after all, surrounded with dead people." A smile was now placed on his lips as he walked over to 'his' body's.

"They'll get my mind off of that Demon and Phantomhive.." but even as he said it, deep down in his heart and mind it wasn't true.

Undertaker took a deep breath as he walked over to his smile soon fading from his lips and as he dropped his sewing material he whispered in a hurt and confused voice.

"What is this...feeling...Why now..." He said, closing his eyes and his knee's collided with the cold stone floor.

"Why him."

A ring from his out of date telephone made him get up and walk over gloomily. He answered with a deprived voice.

"Yes...Undertaker talking.." He sighed out.

There was a shocked voice over the static but soon a very familiar voice came threw.

Ciel.

"Undertaker, are you alright?" Ciel asked, concern filling his voice. A smile graced Undertakers lips.

Am now..

Undertaker coughed silently in his sleeve and answered in a voice which would let him know he was smiling.

"Yes Earl~ I'm alright, are you concerned of me? Heehee~" Undertaker giggled as Ciel stammered on the phone.

"N-n-no! not at all! i just need you're help, thats why i called." Ciel grunted.

Undertaker frowned.

"The hurts young Earl, im only here when you need something but invisible the next, not sure if i should help you~" Undertaker said,still frowning.

Ciel sighed "What ever, just make a coffin, make it a closed casket funeral, and then this will be the last you hear from me...well that is unless you can live for almost 200 years undertaker hehe~" Ciel said snidely.

Undertaker raised a slim bro.

"Ciel, you can't live that long.." Undertaker stated.

"Yes i can, at least now i can, Hanna turned me into..what you say, a demon..he~ Sebastian isn't all that happy he can't get himself a meal after all his hard work...Sorry Sebastian." Undertaker heard him, loud and clear.

" So, undertaker please get that done and...maybe, just maybe we will see each other again, Till then undertaker, good-day."

The line went dead, leaving undertaker to stand there in silence as he ghostly made the plans get started and finished quickly.

A smirk finding his lips as he shifted his weight picking up wood.

'So, you won't be eaten after all E-Ciel~'

"Ciel~" Undertaker said quietly, liking the way his name rolled off his tongue perfectly.

'Hehe~ Yes, Ciel, Till we meet again...ill be waiting~"

Yeah, so this is going to be an Undertaker and Ciel pairing, sorry for any misspelled words and etc im tired as hell right now its what 5:42 AM 0-0

okay goodnight Merry Christmas!