I am so sorry for this being late everyone and for the false update last time. I was going over my previous chapters and noticed I put a chapter for a different story up instead of this story's. XP . If anyone has an idea for a character they want in this story or any of my other stories just let me know. Next chapter will be kind of slow because of having to describe all the elders and such. I would like to know if you want me to describe them fully like I did Brandy or just do simple descriptions of them.

Well then on with the chapter I guess.


Normal POV:

"This is highly inappropriate."

"Sweetie if you think the way he is dressed is bad wait till you see the Elf's."

"Willie~ What is so bad about how Im dressed?"

"Senpai I think you look lovely."

"Awww~ Thanks Ronnie I knew I could count on you." the redhead says pulling the younger reaper into a hug and practically squeezing the life out of him.

"Sutcliff please refrain from killing your teammates." Will states trying for the hundredth time to leave the dressing room and get back into his normal suit. Grell notices and blocks him.

"Why do you want to change back so badly? I even restrained myself and picked something you would like." he wines pouting up at Will with his arms crossed. Will is in fact in a suit almost exactly like his normal one but with a few slight changes. Well the only real change is the fact that his white shirt is now blue as is Ronald's shirt. Will literally forced the blond into a new suit that the boy couldn't alter or mess up before they reached the meeting chambers.

"Undertaker sweetie do you need help?" Brandy asks standing next to the curtain the silver haired reaper is behind. A second later he steps out and everyone goes wide eyed at what they see. The mortician is no longer in his oversized robs but in an outfit just like his old reaper attire, his hair has been pulled into a low ponytail that ties near his waist and his bangs still covering his eyes and braid near his ear.

"This brings back memories eh Brandy~" he chuckles out placing his hat on his head. "The hat stays." he says firmly when Grell went to snatch it off his head.

"Well we better get going then." Brandy says grabbing the bag holding everyones other clothes and heading towards the door.

"Wait Brandy aren't you going to change!" Grell yells grabbing her by the shoulder and turning her around. (remember Brandy is in the female form at the moment.)

"Oh yes I will change but my outfit is in another area. Being a head is not really fun when it comes to these matters."

"Ah~ I see then good luck deary we will see you at the meeting." Undertaker says pushing everyone out of the room with a maniac smile the whole time.

"Wait what are you talking about you old man!" Grell shouts trying not to trip over his dress skirts and heels.

"All leaders or elders that attend meetings like we are going to must dress traditionally. But since shinigami come from pretty much every part of the world the attire is more slack. I am in my female state at the moment so I will be dressing like my mother would." With that Brandy says her goodbyes before rushing off to get changed, telling them she will meet them outside the meeting chambers.

"Dress like her mother? So a japanese outfit maybe?" Ronald says more to himself but loud enough the others can hear him.

"We should hurry to the meeting chamber. It will be starting soon and I do not wish to give the other immortals a reason to mock the shinigami race." Will states walking off a a fast but graceful pace that forces the others to run after him. When they reach the assigned area they are greeted with the sight of at least 100 different immortals conversing amoungst each other. All of them wearing cloaks with hoods in the respective colors and symbols of their race, the hoods up and casting each person's face in shadows. A young shinigami approaches the four men handing them cloaks died a dark blue(almost black) with a traditional scythe and skull stitched on the backs.

"Elder Brandy will be here shortly and told me to tell you.." the girl pauses as a woman wearing the dark green cloak of the Elf's passes. "She told me to say and I quote 'Do not start any fights or trouble when you see the Demon group, and Grell stay away from Sebastian if you see him.'" the girl bows then leaves the hall and the shinigami slightly confused.

"Why would Sebas-chan be here?" Grell asks putting on the cloak along with the others, helping Undertaker when he has trouble tying the strings with his nails.

"He was put on our team but will have to sit with his elder and fellow demons." Undertaker murmurs pulling his cloak hood up making his already creepy self creepier. (and somehow managing to hide his hat under the cloak)

"Senpai which race is which?" Ronald asks looking around at the many colored cloaks confusion evident on his face. Will sighs pulling the hood of his cloak up and giving the younger reaper a cold stare.

"I will only say this once so pay attention." Ronald and Grell nod their heads and lean in so they can hear Will over the chatter of the other immortals. "The immortal races are as follows (color/symbol): Elf-dark green/tree with multi-colored leaves , Fairy-pale pink/swirl pattern fairy wings , Witch-dark purple/silver crescent moon , Mermaid-turquoise/conch shell and starfish , Demon-blood red/large cat-like eye surrounded by black fire , Angel-white/golden colored cloud and sun."

"I thought there were more than that senpai?" Ronald says looking around the room and seeing all of the types listed walking around the room.

"There are many other smaller more secretive immortal races but they most likely will not be present." Will answers pushes his glasses up but only to have them slip again when he is smacked on the head.

"Well are all of you prepared to meet a group of old stiffs." All of the males heads turn to face the voice only to be shocked speechless. In front of them is a woman with long neon blue hair that trails down her back in soft waves, her bangs have been pinned back with small crystal hairclips and a small bun with a braid has been tied with a silver ribbon that is the length of her hair. She is wearing a beautiful ice blue kimono made of silk and designed with small snowflakes and skulls, the sash along with the snowflakes/skulls are a bright silver. Blue crystal dragon shaped earrings and a matching charm tied around her forehead is the only jewelry she wears. Her eyes have been outlined in a blue matching her kimono with her eyeshadow and lipstick being silver. She has one of the cloaks draped over her arm but none of the men are paying attention to it.

"Are you alright darlin's?" she asks waving a hand in front of Ronald's face trying to get his attention. At the sight of the long black nails Grell finally seems to realize who it is. He walks up to the tall woman who only smiles down at the redhead and puts on her own cloak.

"Brandy?" Grell murmurs as if asking a question and causing said woman to laugh softly and nod her head.

"Yes Grell it's me and do I really look that different in this." Brandy ask holding her arms out as she looks over her outfit herself. "It's one of the kimonos my mother used to wear." She looks back towards the boys with a slight blush as she say the next part. "I am not used to dressing up so formally in my female form so I do not know if I am dressed well enough."

"Darling you look fabulous!" Grell squeals rushing to give the older reaper a hug and somehow managing not to trip in his dress. Will nods his head in silent approval with Ronald and Undertaker saying she looks just lovely or in Undertakers exact words. 'Ready to be placed in one of his coffins'

"Arigatō mina" Brandy whispers out with a slight blush but it disappears when the bell signaling them to enter the hall sounds. She along with the other leaders present step to the front of their groups with the hoods of the cloaks up. Grell latches onto Brandy's left arm as they watch the other groups head into the room. "Let us hope this meeting will be for the better of our troubles." Brandy states placing a comforting hand on Grell's head before leading them into the meeting hall. What the London reapers see can only be described as chaotic order of the immortals.

"This is going to be a long day." Brandy sighs as the large doors close behind them and the meeting officially begins.