(A/N: I'm on a writing spree! This chapter is much longer, but I can't promise that they'll all be like this, or updated this frequently. Thank you to the person who reviewed a couple of times; you (and my friends begging me) were the reason I updated so quickly.

This chapter contains heavy drug usage. For the record, me and none of my friends have never done drugs... but we're insane in this so yeh... it just makes sense okay? Also, some of you may be thinking that the reapers wouldn't do it. Now, one of the things mentioned is the transformation from human to reaper. If you know what happens, then you'll get what I mean. If you don't, just wait, all the reapers human stories will eventually be revealed.

Finally, the Undertaker may appear OOC, but remember, this is younger Undertaker. Also, some of his past is hinted in this chapter, so see if you can figure that out! Anyway, i'll shut up now.

Please remember to follow and review. I wont update if no one is interested.

Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroshitsuji or my friends (to an extent...))

CHAPTER TWO

The four Shinigami stood, feeling a combination of shocked, confused and slightly terrified. After a painful minute of silence, Grell finally decided to speak up.

"Hell?" He asked, facing Sami and Jess, "Does this midget really think he can intimidate me?"

"Oi! That's bare tight!" James yelled to the red headed reaper, walking up to him and throwing one of his signature full-force punches at Grell's arm. Grell tried to dodge, but was too late.

He shrieked, "OUCH! You little BRAT!"

"You're not the only one he does that too…" Sami sighed.

"Yeh," Jess confirmed, "He doesn't that to all of us except V."

"Umm…" Ronald was hesitant, before bravely asking the question on his mind, "… Are James and V going out or something?"

"That's insulting!" V screamed at Ronald, "I have standards!"

James gave his lippy face, pouting at the insult and pretending to be offended.

"Anyway…" KT broke the fight, shifting and repositioning her fringe before speaking again, "He has a mental barrier and blah blah blah I already explained this to the previous load. Do I seriously have to again?"

"I think they get the point…" Sami replied, "Anyway, what are your names?"

"Oooh~ I'm soooooo glad you asked!" Grell jumped up and twirled, his dress coat flying behind him, "I'm the Queen of the Reapers, Grelle Sutcliff~!"

"Are you gay?" James asked him, receiving a glare from Sami.

"James, that's rude." She told him.

"I don't give a fuck." He faced Grell again, "Are you or what?"

Grell frowned, turning to his side and folding over his arms. "Sort of…"

"I was under the impression that you liked both genders" Undertaker pointed out.

Grell blushed, "Well… yes. But that's not for you to say!"

"Never mind. My real name's Adrian. But I would prefer if you addressed me as 'Undertaker'. Don't ask why." He smirked, fiddling with a strand of his silver grey hair, which was cut into layers, ending about half way down his back. His eyes were completely covered, and the four girls mentally questioned why, but didn't ask. They sensed that he wasn't the type to be honest and answer questions about his 'life'.

"Continue!" KT groaned loudly, getting fed up already. She just wanted to go inside and get more doughnuts. "What's ginger's name?"

Ronald perked up, "Me? I didn't think I was ginger but… I'm Ronald."

"Okay so let me get this right," Sami pointed a finger at the reapers, "Grell, Undertaker, Ronald and Will, right?"

"Yes, that is correct." Will answered. What was he getting himself into?

"Great," Jess said, then opened the door and gestured for them to enter the building, "Shall we proceed?"

…

"… and this is our shared room. The bit in the middle is a commune. The room on the left is ours, and the one on the right is now James'. I'm sorry, but you'll be staying with him." Sami explained, shutting the door once they had all entered the shared area.

"What?!" I have to share with this ignorant runt?!" Grell complained yet again.

"Grell. We do not have a choice. If we argue, our grades might slip." Will reminded him, "So behave."

Grell whined, but then his mood flipped, and he began grinning at Will. He leaned up against the younger reaper, "Oh Will~ you knowww I could never ignore that sexy demeanour of yours~!"

"Ugh. Shut up Grell."

"I told you he was gay!" James yelled, jumping on the sofa.

"Yeh… you may be right about that…" Ronald agreed, looking slightly uncomfortable.

"Alright," Sami began speaking, "Go and get unpacked, and then meet us out here. We'll throw you a little… welcoming party."

Jess winked at Sami and nodded "That's right. We'll get set up."

Grell, Will, Undertaker and Ronald all stared suspiciously before slowly backing away and turning into their new room. Once they entered, they noticed one slight problem.

There were only 4 beds.

"Alright," Ronald said, leaping onto one of the free beds which hadn't been made, meaning it wasn't James', "Shot gun this bed!"

"If we're doing it like this," Undertaker halted his sentence, back-flipping onto another one of the free beds.

That left William and Grell.

"Ugh. Do I seriously have to share with you of all people?" Will asked, hoping he could convince Grell to sleep on the floor or something.

"Ooooooh~!" Grell ran over to Will, placing an arm around his neck, "Look at that! We're sharing the bed~"

"Yes, unfortunately I noticed that."

"What do you think they have planned for their welcoming party then?" Undertaker asked, eating a biscuit out from his bag.

"I don't really care, as long as it's one hell of a time!" (A/N: lol no pun intended) Ronald cheered, cleaning his black framed glasses with the edge of his blazer.

"Ronald…" Will warned the other reaper, "If you get as wasted as you did at the last party, I will not be holding your hair back as you puke your guts out tomorrow morning. Same goes for you, Grell."

The two reapers frowned, and then simultaneously muttered, "That was one time."

Undertaker smiled, "That's because you guys' alcohol tolerance is embarrassingly low."

"Tch," Grell scoffed, "You're lucky."

"Hehehe~" Undertaker giggled, and then switched to serious, fiddling with the charm attached to his tight black jeans, "Not always, though."

"Anyway," Will changed the subject to avoid any sentimental crap, "What I'm saying is: If you get smashed, I will not be helping you."

"Yeh yeh whatever Dad," Ronald laughed sarcastically, Grell laughing also at his comment. William just scowled. He stood up off the bed, "Let's go!"

When they walked out, the first thing they heard was the music being played.

Champagne, Cocaine, Gasoline

And all things in between

I roam the city in a shopping kart

A pack of camels and a smoke alarm.

"What song is this?" Ronald asked, liking the sound of it.

Sami and KT walked out from behind the kitchen counter, 4 bottles of champagne all lined up neatly on the counter top.

"Don't Threaten Me With A Good Time by Panic! At The Disco." Answered Sami, whilst Jess lined 8 glasses up on the table.

"Drink up!" she said, pouring champagne into the 8 glasses.

"I'm in~!" Grell hollowed, running over to the table and downing his glass in one with Ronald. They both filled up their glasses again, trying to keep up with the pace at which Sami, Jess, KT and V were drinking at.

Undertaker walked up to his glass, taking a small sip before chugging it in a split second. Will sighed; they'll all be awfully drunk in under an hour. And, even though they were only teenagers, he'd seen all three of them drunk and hung over on multiple occasions.

"AHHHH!"

The eight of them jumped, turning around to see James standing in the doorway, holding something behind his back.

"Why did you scream?!" KT yelled at him.

"Turn off this emo shite!" He complained, "Or otherwise you're not getting what V ordered."

Sami rolled her eyes and sighed audibly, turning to V, "What did you do?"

V smirked 'innocently', "I'm putting this song into real life."

"You got cocaine?" Jess questioned her, walking over to James and taking the small bag from his grip. She examined it. "Oh look. I was right."

"V…" Sami sighed again, exhaustedly. Nevertheless, that wasn't going to stop them from using it.

Sami and Jess walked into the bathroom, taking the mirror off of the wall and bringing it into the other room, placing 8 lines neatly on top of it, noting that James had already left.

"We're not rich," Sami said, "So you're using straws."

Without any sort of hesitation, the 4 girls went ahead – and got their high.

"You gonna do it?" Grell asked Ronald, contemplating what would happen if they did it. Even though neither he nor Ronald had ever done drugs as human, they were fully aware of the effect. They also know that reapers experienced pretty much the same fun, and consequences.

"Eh," Ronald shrugged, "What've we got to lose?"

"True." The two Shinigami began to walk over to where the four girls were, only to be yanked back by the collar by Will.

"Ugh. Listen to me you imbeciles," Will started his lecture; "I'm not sure what's wrong with these people, but if you do this, I will definitely not help you in the morning when these drugs leave your systems. You're drunk, but at least try to use your brains for a second. Also," He hinted towards Undertaker, "it would be insensitive for some of us, don't you think?"

"You're right…" Grell agreed, looking sympathetically over at Undertaker, who was staring at the white powder, pain stricken through his eyes.

"He'll probably do it, you know that right, Will?" Ronald pointed out, "I'm doing it." He then walked over to the girls, snorting his share.

Grell walked over, and mouthed "Sorry" before leaning over the mirror, covering his nose as he proceeded. Will sighed heavier, stepping over to Undertaker.

"Are you alright?" he asked him, watching as his eyes were fixed on everyone.

He was immediately shook out of his thoughts, "Oh, right. Sure."

"You won't do it, will you?"

Undertaker lowered his head, facing the floor, "No. I will."

"What?" Will was confusion, I thought he…? "But that was the thing which made you-"

"I'm not talking about this now." Undertaker cut him off, and then lowered his voice, "Look. It's not going to do any harm, and I'll probably never do it again. Just, give me this once."

"Fine" Will grunted, following him over to where the 6 high morons were standing around, drinking and acting like complete twats. Undertaker shot one more brief glance at him before turning his back and covering his face as he went ahead and took the drugs. In under a minute, it was like he was a completely different person.

Will stared back at the one line left of the tiny crystals. Shaking his head at the mere thought of taking it, he looked and observed everyone. Grell was dancing with Sami, even though the music had been turned off a while ago. He noticed Undertaker was missing, along with Jess. He also noticed that the girl's bedroom door was shut. Will grimaced at the thought, but then shook the thought away as he saw Ronald and V making out on the chair. I am in a room of complete idiots he thought.

"Hey Willl~" KT whispered in his ear, "Why are you still sober?"

"Because," he swallowed, "I'd prefer to keep all my brain cells intact, thank you very much."

"Pfftt. No, take it. I want so fun."

"KT, although I don't know you very well, I do know that this is not very like you." He told her, trying to pry her away, but to no avail.

"I don't care. I'm high, so it doesn't really matter," KT told him, "Now, do the same." She ordered.

He stared at the cocaine again. What do I have to lose?

It was a new feeling. One which could only be found this way, apparently. The burden of his past life, the same thoughts remaining; they'd been pushed the very back of his mind. He looked at KT, who was pulling him into the bathroom, shoving him against the wall.

He knew where this would be going… oh well. It's only one night.

Meanwhile, V and Ronald had moved to lying together on the sofa, grinding against one another. Grell and Sami had moved to the counter, making out intensely with one another's shirts screwed up on the floor.

And to think, it had only just begun.