TykiMickLover, this chapter is for you, since you were the first to review 8D
This was rushed. Kind of just a preview, really.
Tell me if you want me to continue it :D
Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN UNDERTAKER OR KUROSHITSUJI. CRYSTALRAIN01 OWNS AOI CHINATSU.
Claimer: I WROTE THIS STORY, THEREFORE OWN AT LEAST THAT.
"Nya…"
He blinked and looked up from the corpse lying on the table, scanning around his shop.
Dust stuck to the floor's corners, spiders hung from the ceiling, intestines rested in glass jars, cookie crumbs scattered in random places; everything eerie, but none that made the sound of a cat.
Undertaker frowned, standing from his chair.
Nothing but a cat meows, so there had to be a cat somewhere.
The front door swung open and Undertaker peeked out into the drenching rain, looking around the small area.
"Kuku~, That's odd~."
Normally, this sort of thing never bothered him. He's heard many strange noises from inside his shop before, so nothing was new in that department.
But the fact he couldn't find the source of the noise was the very thing that bugged the Hell out of him.
He shut the door, letting some locks of hair stick to his face from the moister outside.
"Here, kitty, kitty~," he cooed, heading towards the back of the shop.
"Nya…"
He grinned.
There it is again.
He opened the door that led to the spare room of his shop, not bothering to switch on the light; he disliked brightness, which is why the window on the left wall had velvet curtains reaching to the floor.
He's in here somewhere.
"Here kitty, kitty~," Undertaker repeated, stepping in pass the doorframe.
He waited for a reply, unmoving as he carefully kept his eyes open for the slightest movement.
"Kitty~?"
Silence again. Perhaps the little animal didn't want to be found in the first place.
Too bad for him, or her; the Funeral Director was curious to know of this hiding place he apparently didn't know about.
Maybe if he ever did find the feline, he'd let her stay.
That is, if he finds it within the hour.
"Nya…"
He raised an eyebrow at how the pitched suddenly dropped.
"Come out, come out, wherever you are~," Undertaker sang, stepping towards the bed.
Suddenly he realized something: the sheets from the bed had been dragged onto the floor, along with some of the pillows.
Immediately the blankets led him underneath the small end – table, something coiled about in the mess. The sheets were soaked as well, meaning the animal had been outside in the horrid weather.
However, he did wonder how it was able to get inside. Only he ran the place, so it was out of thought someone let the cat inside.
Found him~.
Undertaker went towards the figure, now being able to see the reddish tail since he was now closer. The tail laid limply on the floor, curled around what looked like a leg.
"Peek – a – boo, little kitty~."
He kneeled down and took hold of the sheets, slowly peeling them off so he could get a look at what's been sneaking about in his shop.
The sheets went passed the cat's head, only for Undertaker to freeze completely in shock.