Hey, new chapter! Woo Woo! Sorry it took so long, I started To Be Human, and been watching Death Note and Black Butler. Did anyone else cry when at the end of season one when Sebastian was going to take Ciels soul, and Ciel said be brutal as you like, and let the crow have his remains? Yeah, I sobbed and cheered on Sebastian. A rainbow of emotions. I also loved the part where the Death Reapers team up. Hahaha! Again, thanks to all the people who followed/favorited. It really means a lot. So, heres a chapter. With the Undertaker! I do not own Kuroshitsuji. I just mess around with the characters! By the way, I'm not good at describing fighting scenes, so you won't see that. Sorry, but it gets boring to me. I'll make up for it! Promise, with an extra long chapter. I made line breaks, but I'm unsure if they'll show up. So if the topic changes idmititly, know that there was probably a line break.


Celeste Pov

"Your mate?" Celeste glared at the Undertaker, stepping away from him. "Yes. Remember, you're the that told me that I will have more than one." The Undertaker scratched his head. "Well, I didn't mean for one to be a demon. Go over your mates again, would you, sweetling?" Celeste huffed. "One is you, a Shinigami, next is Leon, a Fey/Fallen Angle, then there is Sebastian, a Demon. There." Undertaker rubbed his chin. "Well, I think your fourth mate is either another Shinigami or an Angel. As both Leon and Sebastian are categorized as dark, Shinigami are neutral, and Angles are ''light''. I would prefer another Shinigami, if you please."

Celeste hit his head. "Hey!" "You baka! I cant decide whose my mate, its chosen for me! You know, all that soul mumbo jumbo stuff?" Undertaker rubbed his head. "Yes dear." "Don't patronize me! But your right. Angles are incredibly stuck up. I can't believe Leon was ever one. Wait, yes I can. He stares into his reflection every time he passes a mirror. If I was mated to an Angle, I think said Angle would kill my other mates, then me, than it. Incase of us being ''unpure''. She hummed. "I dislike Angles." Undertaker nodded. "You said it my lady."

Celeste sighed. "I cannot wait till we can be a family. Its so, empty in the Phantomhive Manor. I want children. I'm not growing any younger!" Undertaker gently wrapped her in his arms. "Yes, but your not growing older either. We'll spend immortality, together. After all, its better to be with someone, than alone." Celeste nodded. "Yes. Did I tell you what my grandmama asked me to do?" "No. What?" Celeste sighed. "You're not going to like it." "Tell me." "She wants me to come back to France and find an acceptable suitor to marry, then take over the rein of the Oriel family." Undertaker tightened his arms around her. "You can't. I won't let you." She nodded. "I sent Leon back to France, and to find my brother. We'll need his support to arrange him taking over."


"Your in a dress?" A look of horror crossed Celeste's face as she gazed at her nephew. He blushed. "It wasn't my idea!" Celeste stared. "I appreciate the fact you want to express yourself, but could't you find a more, calmer approach?" Madam Red placed her hands on her hips. "See here, Lady Celeste, we needed someone to investigate Aleister Chamber, for the Jack the Ripper murders. He may be the guy." Celeste smirked. "May be the guy? You don't sound so sure, Angelia." She swallowed nervously. "I am sure." "Good."

Glancing up at Sebastian, she asked "Did you bring my blue dress?" He bowed. "Of course, my Lady. "Thank you." Looking over at Ciel, she sighed. "As cute as you look, I'd must admit that I hope this will not be needed again. Do promise me that, would you, darling?" Ciel nodded. "I didn't ask for this anyway."


Celeste gazed at herself in the mirror. Her long white-blue tresses were braided and pinned into a bun shape. Her dark blue eyes were lined with kohl, and her lips were pinched till the were swollen with color and shape. Her dark blue dress suited her body nicely, and accumulated all her curves. It was a long dress, with a small sleeve. She had on long black gloves and a fan rested on her side. (Think Belle's dress from Beauty and the Beast, without all the ribbon and waviness.) On her neck laid a simple back chain with a small silver and golden ring. On her head rested a small crown of silver and gold, inlaid with diamonds, emeralds and sapphires.

Smoothing down her dress, she left her room and descended down the stairs, her dress swaying with every step. Approaching the others, she couldn't help but blush at their looks of awe as they gazed at her. Turing her glance to Ciel, she fought the urge to coo over him. With hair extensions and a beautiful pink dress, he was, in a word, adorable. "Are we ready to go?"


Looking at all the party guests, Celeste sighed in boredom. After she entered the room, all the others dispatched from her into the crowed, leaving her to fend by herself. Now her she was, nursing a glass of wine, watching the others dance. Watching wistful, she didn't notice Sebastian walking up behind her. "Care to dance, my Lady?" Turning around, she smiled softly. "Of course." They both slipped into the waltz that was playing, almost too easily. "So, where is Ciel?" Sebastian smirked. "Trying to get information out of our host, who seems intent on calling her ''little robin''." Celeste giggled. "Well, better me then her. Excuse me, him." They both then stopped taking, too intent on enjoying the dance. When it was over, Sebastian bowed to her. "Well, you best be getting home. I must retrieve my young Master." Celeste nodded. "Sebastian?" He turned back. "I know that you only care because you have a contract, but thank you for doing everything you do. I don't think Ciel or I would have made it if it wasn't for you." He bowed once again, and left Celeste standing there, in a sea of dancers.


The next morning, the title of the newspaper reported that Jack the Ripper had killed again. Celeste exchanged a glance with Madam Red, who paled. Ciel stood up, and left the room with Sebastian. Grell was nowhere to be seen, and Lau and his sister were gone. Later that afternoon, Ciel and Madam Red were playing against each other in chess. Celeste watched unimpressed as Madam Red tried to get Ciel off her sent, and impress Ciel that she loved him and cared for him. Crossing her arms, she exchanged glanced with Sebastian, who obviously knew more than he let on. Celeste knew that tonight, would be crucial. Her train of thoughts were interrupted when Ciel called her the Queen. "A Queen always protects her King. She does whatever it takes to keep him safe, including playing all the other people's parts." Pleasantly pleased and surprised, Celeste once again sent a death glare to Madam Red.


"So why are we standing in the freezing cold again?" Ciel had guilted her into putting on plain clothing to accompany him and Sebastian into guarding a future victim from an attack. Before he could answer, a scream sounded. All three ran to where the sound came from. Sebastian instantly covered Ciel's eyes, and pulled Celeste behind him. As Grell reveled himself to be a Death Reaper, she backed away.

Celeste noticed that there was a couple of ravens nearby. Coxing them from their perch, like she had seen Undertaker do a couple of times, she let them land on her arm. She spoke softly to one. "My name is Celeste, and I am the Undertaker's mate. There is a rouge Death Reaper not a few feet away from me. Please send someone from the office to deal with him. His name is Grell and has long gorgeous red hair and a custom death syth. Thank you." The raven looked at her, before flying off. She then turned her attention to the next one. She again spoke softly to it, aware of the battle behind her. "Undertaker, you will receive Madam Red as a visiter no later than two this morning. Be prepared. Love Celeste." The raven looked at her oddly, before flying away. Celeste glanced over to check on Ciel, and saw an interesting sight. Grell had killed Madam Red, and was once again trying to engage Sebastian in battle. She had to hold back a growl as she herd what he thought of her Sebastian. Hers? When did he became hers? As she mooned over the question, a death syth struck Grell at the back of his head.

She glanced up and saw another Death Reaper, standing against the moonlight. Her cheeks grew hot as she flushed, moving her eyes over his figure. He had dark black hair slicked back, silver framed glasses, green-yellow eyes (customary of reapers), and wore a suit. With a groan, she realized that he was her forth mate. At least it wasn't an Angle. She wasn't aware she was staring till he approached are. "Are you Celeste?" She nodded. "Thank you for sending a raven. We appreciate the help. My name is William T. Spears. Do you wish for me to escort you back to your mate? Away from the demon scum?" At that he threw a death glare (hehe) at Sebastian. Celeste shook her head. "Thank you, but I'm afraid I'm stuck with so called ''demon scum''." She ignored the glare sent her way by Sebastian as she went on. "His master is my nephew. I won't get hurt." William bowed, and reached out to kiss her hand, with Grell hissing in the background.

As his lips touched to her skin, he came to the same conclusion she did. His eyes narrowed, and he glanced all around. She mentally sighed as she realized he was acting just like Undertaker did. He was analyzing for any threat that might come to hurt her in anyway shape or form. It took her nearly a week to calm Undertaker down, and he had a lot of control. He wouldn't even let her out of his sight for a few moments. Leon also didn't take it very well. But this situation was way worse. A battle had just been fought, she could have gotten hurt, and said people who fought were in the background. Said people were also a demon and a rouge Death Reaper. She huffed as he pulled her to his chest, sniffing her for blood. Celeste poked her head around his shoulder and gave Sebastian (who being a demon had already took Ciel home and came back) a look for help. He pulled her away from William, who then growled and ran at Sebastian. As the two men were fighting each other, Grell ran at her, and tossed her over his shoulder and started to run. So Celeste had to take desperate measures. She throw her head back and screamed in a high frequency voice. Undertaker had told her she could call them all together by emitting the sound. Both Sebastian and William broke apart and when they saw her thrown over Grell's shoulder, knocked him out and sniffed her over looking for blood. Undertaker arrived a few moments later, and facepalmed. As she tried to get to him, Leon arrived as well, wings out of his back and panting, but looking worried as well. Both of the late comers looked around, and when the spotted blood and a body, crowded around her. Smiling weakly at Undertaker, she said "You got your wish. My fourth mate wasn't an Angle. And with that, Celeste fainted, not wanting to be conscious anymore.


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