A/N: The titles of each section belong to Victoria's Secret and I only used them because they all go together. Black Butler is not mine, none of the characters within are mine (other than Felicity, she's my OP of my bff) and I do not gain a profit from any of this work. This is purely for entertainment, and it does include yaoi so if you don't like, then don't read! (:

A/N: Also, this 10 chapter section is the finale of a 4 part series. If you jumped in during this part, the first part of this series is called Love Spell. I've written them in such a way that they can be viewed independently, but they are better together!

"Oh! How I love LOVE." The Undertaker was quite taken with his work. He just received some new "guests" and found a particular woman interesting. "Summer is definitely the month for the reaping business. All the new relationships fizzling out, everyone already having someone to call their own, which leaves some of the others left out." He frowned, "I don't harvest souls anymore, but you have no business taking your life yourself." He reached out and touched her throat, running one of his long fingernails across the gaping wound.

He smiled, "I can see here your attempts." His fingernail snagged a piece of ragged skin, "Here is where you tried slowly the first time, and it hurt so much you had to stop. I can see it all!" He continued on, "And this is where you pulled the rage of your shameful marriage to the surface and cut it out!" He giggled. "You humans are so predictable. You're so afraid to open your eyes when you can clearly see something is wrong; the longing to preserve normality outweighs the need to expose the truth."

He turned and observed a male corpse, "You, kind sir, have been naughty indeed." Undertaker walked over to the table whereupon the man was exposed. He plunged into the opened abdomen and pulled out his stomach, "I know already that you were poisoned, but I am dying to see if it's true! Some of the girls were talking on the street, can you believe they spilled their secrets in public!?" He threw his head back in laughter as he took the stomach over to a smaller table and began cutting.

"What makes you humans do the things you do? What makes some miserable turns out to be the highlight of another's' life. Why can't everyone have joy in their lives?" He squeezed too hard and some of the contents spilled onto his hand. "Looks like you ate hydrangeas. Hasn't anyone told you they are toxic?" He turned to the man and laughed, "I suppose it doesn't matter now, except that I'm left wondering how, and why, and you're still dead. This is the end, after all. When I finish and put you in your coffin, that's that and I'm left with no answers."

He frowned, "I miss the sound of laughter."

He shook his head, "Stop that now! I'm working, and now isn't the time to be wishy washy." He stopped cutting and opened the stomach completely, "Empty."

Undertaker walked back over to the male and looked over his resting face, wondering how it would feel to be so completely empty of oneself. He reached out and touched the man's face, slowly moving around his cheeks, across his lips, over his eyelids, over his forehead, into his hair, back down to his chin, over his nose, and again over his lips. He leaned in closer so that he could examine the man's teeth, and when the lips fell shut again he stopped.

"Have you ever loved? Has anyone ever touched your lips so softly you wanted to weep and moan at the same time?" He whispered.

He looked over to the female again, and decided to remove her stomach. He grabbed his scalpels and cut her open from neck to hips, opened her up, reached in and removed her stomach, which was significantly smaller than the man's.

"Starving yourself, are we? Surely there is something in there that tells me about you, darling." He spoke to her before caressing her cheek and turning to his cutting table.

He cut open the stomach in the same manner as the man's, but to his surprise, similar contents spilled. Smiling, he cut it open further and found undigested hydrangeas.

He laughed, "My, my! What an interesting surprise you have given me, my lady. How perfectly scandalous of you two to join in death." He turned to the man, then back to the female.

He threw his head back as waves of joy washed over him, "I LOVE MY WORK!"