A/N: This is dedicated to Master Mit for being my 100 Reviewer. Thanks again for enjoying My Butler Killed My Mom and I hope you enjoy this.
Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroshitsuji or Marionette Lancaster
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I Know-
She didn't know when she began to fall for him, or even when she took interest in him. But she knew that she loved that strange man.
It had started about two months ago, when she had first went to visit the man. At first she had been creeped out by him. With his long silver hair that could make any girl jealous, and that dusty black robe he wore, as well as that tiny black hat.
She couldn't even see his eyes because of his hair.
She had simply gone there to discuss the coffin arrangements for her second cousin twice removed.
He had talked to her in a singing way and had random burst of giggles. He even offered her dog biscuits.
She didn't want to go near him ever again.
The second time she met him was at the actual funeral. He was stood over the grave looking at it with a large creepy grin on his face.
She had came up to him and asked what was so funny.
She never did get an answer.
The third time she met him was when she accidentally went to his store. She didn't mean to but she was curious about the man. So she ended up staying for five hours.
That was when she began to feel something strange for the man. It began with randomly feeling hot when he was close and thoughts about what he looked like without the silly clothes. Then she started stammering around him and visited more.
It really affected her when she saw his eyes for the first time, those beautiful yellow-green eyes.
That was when she discovered she was in love with him. Now Marionette didn't like to be like those girls in the book, where they told themselves it wasn't true. She was not a denier.
She decided to tell him her feelings, even if she was rejected in the end.
It was a sunny day in London, the streets were bustling with people hoping to catch some good items to buy.
One such person was a girl with short brown hair and bright emerald eyes. She was dressed in a pale blue dress with a purple cardigan. She looked to be around 19 years old.
This girl was Marionette Lancaster and she was on a mission.
To announce her love to the strange man she loved, Undertaker.
When she came to the familiar dark building, she took a deep breath and pushed the door opened…
Only to run right into the chest of said man.
Looking up she saw him grinning down at her and she had to make sure she was still breathing.
She quickly backed away from him, muttering an apology.
"Ah~ Well if it isn't Miss Lancaster, what do I owe the pleasure?~" He said, his familiar Cheshire cat grin on his face.
"Err, I wanted to tell you something." She replied, now feeling very nervous.
"Yes? What is it?~"
"….I…I finally opened my won store! Yeah, store."
Undertaker stared blankly at the sweating girl before he laughed.
"Ah~ good joke miss Lancaster, everyone in town knows you couldn't open a store to save your life.~"
Must not kill him
"Hehe yeah…that wasn't what I was supposed to say."
Undertaker smirked. "~What is it then?~"
Marionette tried to spit the words out but she couldn't. So she did something else to show her affections.
She grabbed his robes, pulled him down, and kissed him on the lips. At first Undertaker froze not expecting that, until he kissed back.
After a few minutes they broke apart. Marionette was blushing so much that she could make an apple envy.
"I…like you." she said.
Undertaker stared at her for a few minutes before smiling a different smile then his usual one.
"I know."
Sorry if it's crap, I'm not good at the