Previously...

I remained silent as my brain processed the new information, blinking a couple of times. The hand that was petting Undertaker's hair froze, my heart thumping grievously inside my chest. 'Wait, if he knows about it, then could it possibly mean that-'

"He was here with Sebastian just now, to get information."

~Erin's POV~

My eyes got wide and I panicked, stiffening in Undertaker's hold. 'Damn!'

"They think you're still with Grell, so they asked where he lives. Technically, I didn't lie, once they asked about Grell... Tehehehe~"

I closed my eyes and sighed in relief, relaxing my once tensed muscles and placing a shaking hand on my hopeless heart.

"Oh my... Don't scare me like that!"

I scolded, playfully, yet almost breathless. He chuckled and nuzzled in my neck, sending waves of sparks through my body.

"Sorry, love~ But I would never give you away! You're mine! Tehehe~"

I giggled along with the always playful mortuary.

"Sure, I know that. I'm all yours and you're mine! Now, let's eat. I'm freaking starving."

~Ciel's POV~

'Damn! If Erin's hurt in anyway, I swear I'm gonna kill that stupid grim reaper! Why they had to kidnap her now?!' I thought as I looked through the carriage window, barely taking in the landscape. I glanced at Sebastian with the corner of my eye and he was deep in thought too. The carriage stopped and Sebastian got off and helped me out. We looked at the dark and worn out shop, with a sign that reads 'Undertaker' above the door. I entered the place while Sebastian held it open for me.

"Tehehe~ Hello, young Earl Phantomhive! Tell me, why do I have the honor of your visit so early in the morning, hm? Tehehe~"

"Erin's missing since yesterday and I believe Grell has her. I demand that you tell me where that loathsome red idiot lives!"

"Tehehe~ You know the price! Show me a first rate laugh and you'll have his address!"

Sebastian closed his eyes and pulled his gloves to their right place while sighing softly.

"Young Master, you should wait outside. I will call you when we're done."

I grunted, but got out. I don't really need to see Undertaker laughing hysterically. 'I wonder what joke he's telling today.' As if on cue, that uncommon laugh filled the air and the ground trembled. I stepped to the side just in time not to get hit by the shop's sign. Sebastian opened the door and gestured for me to go back in. As I entered for the second time, I crossed my arms and my foot tapped impatiently on the dusted ground.

"So, where does he live?"

Undertaker chuckled while wiping a tear.

"Tehehe~ Grell moves out quite frequently, but last time I checked, and that was long ago, he was still at your aunt's place..."

He said, tilting his head and grinning, his hands up and hidden inside the oversized piece of clothing. I frowned and nodded.

"Let's go, Sebastian."

"Yes, my lord."

As we reached the carriage, Sebastian helped me in and asked.

"Young Master, may I ask what are we going to do if he's not at Madam Red's house?"

I huffed and face-palmed. 'I do hope we don't need this method…'

"Then I suppose we have no choice but ask for that brat's help."

Sebastian frowned and sighed as he closed his eyes, clearly uncomfortable with having to cooperate with Claude Faustus and his master, Alois Trancy.

TIME-SKIP!

~Sebastian's POV~

We arrived at Madam Red's Manor much faster than expected. I helped my Young Master out of the carriage as we were welcomed by some of the servants, but none of them had heard of Grell Sutcliff since their mistress' death, nearly three years ago. My Young Master was infuriated, not that I can blame him, for the attraction we feel for that peculiar woman is pretty similar. I can feel the stare of multiple maids, and even though they can't be compared with Erin, it is utterly amusing to seduce them. I change my gaze from the Young Master to one of them and smile sweetly. Said maid, blonde curly hair and brown eyes, blushes madly and run into the corridor. 'Ah, humans. So interesting, yet so stupid.' And my trail of thoughts led me to her.

Black long silky hair that falls perfectly on her shoulders and descend to her waist in an almost hypnotizing fashion. Dazzling dark purple eyes that shine like the stars. The way they hold such innocence when she's looking at her favorite sweet, as a child admiring a brand new toy, the way they glint mischievously when she's pulling a silly prank on me and the proud and satisfied look she gives me when she succeeds or the slenderly irritated and frustrated when she fails. Those lips of her, a natural and light red, how much I want to kiss them whenever she pouts like a kid or whenever she smirks foxily, the way the corners of her mouth curl up when she knows she has had her way with someone is a sight to see, really.

As her images occupied my mind, we got out of the manor and into the carriage, heading to the Midford Manor, once the Young Master wished to apologize to Lady Elizabeth, again. 'Interesting. But what about Erin...?' I looked at him inquisitively and he sighed loudly while closing his eyes.

"Sebastian, don't mock me. Erin is a wonderful woman and I do love her, yet I love Elizabeth too. It is already rather ironic how they are complete opposites. And being who she is, I believe Erin wouldn't be angry if I chose my fiancé, because she also never would want to hurt a friend like Lizzy, but mostly would not question my choices if she knew I'm content."

"I see... Pardon me, Young Master, but what about Lady Erin's happiness?"

He eyed me incredulously and said in a sarcastic manner.

"Should a demon even care about such things?"

I sighed and rubbed my temples, searching for the patience I had long lost when it comes to this specific subject.

"Young Master, you should've realized by now that Lady Erin makes men fall to her feet without even wanting or realizing it. I am a demon, but I am a man as well, after all, my lord."

"Hmpf."

He rolled his eyes and glanced out the window. I took my pocket watch and clicked it open. 'My, my. It's almost midday already. I wonder if she is alright...' And my next thought ran out of my Young Master's mouth.

"God help whoever has Erin if she's hungry now..."

I chuckled. She's really dear to me, but she's absolutely frightening when deprived of food.

~Undertaker's POV~

She warned me, she really did. But I didn't listen to her. I should have, otherwise this wouldn't be happening. 'I do hope she doesn't find me!' I prayed as I hid in one of my coffins. Erin's hungry and she said she would turn into a monster if she didn't get her food soon. I thought she was exaggerating! So I just kept on doing my autopsy. Don't get me wrong, ehehehe, she's still human, but that insane look in her eyes can make anyone tremble. 'Tehehe~ I don't wanna die just yet! I must get to the kitchen, ASAP!'

The room, before filled with the sound of coffins opening and her stomping, now became quiet. I heard glass breaking in another room and soon ran out to the kitchen while she was distracted with the organs. 'I can clean that later…' I closed the door and started cooking at lightning speed. When I was almost finished, I heard footsteps nearing the kitchen. 'Tehehe~ She found me, I guess~' I put the food in a plate and opened the door to see a surprised Erin standing there, as though she was about to knock down the door. I put the plate in her hands and walked back to the small table there. She stared at the dish for a few seconds then smiled brightly at me.

"Thank you~!"

I giggled nervously as she took a seat in front of mine.

"No problem, love~! I should take you seriously from now on... Tehehe~"

She looked down and frowned lightly. I arched a brow, still grinning.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what I did, but I'm sorry. I'm not myself when I'm hungry. I'm really sorry you had to see that, Undertaker..."

I laughed wholeheartedly and shook my head. I got up and hugged her small frame from behind and rested my head on top of hers. I felt her snickering from the contact with her sides and smiled widely.

"It's fine, Erin, darling! I needed some adrenalin anyhow... And you made me laugh, so you're forgiven."

She chuckled and put her hands on mine, making circles with her thumbs.

"Okay then… Aren't you gonna eat, love~?"

"Ah, sure. But I had to make your plate first. I'm making mine now. Tehehehe~"

"Oh. Makes sense... Ah! Undertaker! I need to get my things in the Phantomhive Manor..."

She trailed off and guilt was written all over her beautiful features.

"Tehehe~ Yes, yes, I know. But you don't want to go there yourself just yet, do you? That's fine; I'll go there after we eat. Can you watch the shop for me until I come back, dearest?"

She eyed me gladly and nodded. We ate, chatting a little here and there, and soon we finished.

"I can take care of the dishes, since you cooked for us. You can go get my things, I'm sure nobody's coming to the shop now..."

She said while glancing at me sweetly. I nodded and got out. 'I hope she's fine on her own...'