(Hallo! What up guys? Sorry I havnt updated in awhile. I just started school and Ive been trying to write when ever I can but Ive just been sooooo busy! Well I hope you guys will like this chapture, becuase its sure to make alot of fangirls "SQEEEEE!" with joy! ^_^)
The fallowing is dedicated to my friends and fans!
It started to get even colder. All of the leaves on the trees fell onto the ground, stating that it had turned into winter. A few months past and it was December 1st, and All the while me and Mr. Undertaker where ether embalming dead bodies, solving crimes of murder, or practicing the Divine Punch. By now I can use it without feeling so drained after words, and I can use it 5 times in a row without fainting!
Mr. Undertaker was still the goofy nut job that he was, and sometimes if I did something wrong he would get really serious and his voice would get deeper... to tell you the truth it was accouly alittle bit of a turn on! Oh... and theres that... I haven't exactly told him that I have feelings for him yet. Its not like Ive tried, I have trust me. But when I do... I just get all nervous and stuff and I back away. Its extremely hard, I mean... what if he dosnt like me back? And what If I choose the wrong guy and break Williams heart, what then?
William had once told me that it isn't enough for a female and a male shinigami to live together for a female to live. They have to be MARRIED because their souls become one, and that stabilizes the females soul in order for her to live and for her body to become immortal.
Male shinigami are accouly "Demoted Angels" Angels that were tempted by the human world, but they could not become "Fallen Angels" Accouly it is pretty rare for an Angel or a Demoted Angel (AKA Shinigami) to become a Fallen one. Their bodies and souls are angelic, but female's are different.
Female Shinigami's were once human. Their souls might have past on, but their bodies are human. The soul that I have now, is a shinigami's but the body I have is truly human... but that still dosnt make sense though. If my body is human, why do I have these powers? The "Cinematic Death Touch" and "The Divine Punch", these are powers that a shinigami shouldn't have, let alone a female. These questions must be answered, I have to go ask about these strange gift I have been granted.
I was resting on a bench behind the shop, apparently the back yard is used for extra room to make the coffins. It was accouly quite nice. There was a tree, and a bird feeder to my left side, whilst lumber and crafting tools to my right and center. This is were I practice "The Divine Punch" with and in my spare time.
It was nice and cloudy and it looked like it was going to rain soon. Mr. Undertaker was hammering together a new coffin for a 5'7 foot, 76 year old male whom had just died this morning from a heart attack. "Hey, ? You want to take a break? I could make some tea for us." He turned around and grinned and "Kee hee hee"ed. "Black with 6 sugars?" I smiled warmly "Like always? Alright." I got up and dusted off my clothes.
Since I came back last October, Ive been wearing pants and a button downed shirt in the shop. I never really liked dresses much, but these new clothes where exceptionally comfortable! When I walked inside to the kitchen area upstairs, I felt a strange itch on my left forearm. "Ow, A bug must have bitten me." That seemed strange though, since all of the bugs were asleep this time of year. I brushed it off as I scratched my arm.
Soon, I came back out with a pot of tea, a dish of sugar, 2 tea cups, and 2 scones. My arm was still bothering me, but Ill ask for some ani-itch power later. Speaking of whom, He was spinning 'round and 'round in the middle of the court yard with his hands up in the air.
I giggled and placed the tray on-top of one of the unfinished coffins. "Mr. Undertaker, you goof! What are you doing?" He stopped and grinned at me. He grabbed my hands with his and he pulled me agents him. His chest was warm, and his hair entangled with my own black locks. "Why my dear, you haven't sensed it? Why its snowing! The first snow of the year is here!"
The first snow? I looked up to the sky, squinting at the dark clouds. Suddenly, I felt a peck of cold on my forehead. Than my cheek, and my nose. Soon, snow was falling gently and quietly, and Me and Mr. Undertaker where dancing like idiots. "Snow snow, Gentle snow! Falling so nicely and sweet! Snow snow, gentle snow. Making two lovers meet! Snow snow, gentle snow. Making strangers greet!" We started to sing an old snow song as we danced, and Soon our dancing became waltzing.
The feeling in my chest was warm, almost hot, agents his rhythm. Right foot, left foot, right foot, left. We were in sync. Perfect motions agents one another. Almost as if... we were one. Its almost as if... we were ment to-
"AACHOOO!" I sneezed into my hand as me and finished our snow dance. By now the ground was covered in an inch of snow, and I was freezing my shinigami butt off! "S-sorry about that. Could we go inside? Its freezing out here." Mr. Undertaker agreed that we should go inside and get warm... The only problem was that his fireplace was broken due to the fact that a certain girl was trying to replace the bricks, but got mad and "Divines punched" the damn thing in her frustration.
So, he suggested that we go to bed...together 0/0' I reluctantly agreed, and I quickly changed into my night gown, and I climbed into his coffin. He was shirtless again, but this time I was able to see all of the scars on him. Battles fought with demons, and even some human made marks as-well. I guess I never realized just how much he fought over the years, little lone kill anybody.
"Hey, you're never going to get warm like that." Suddenly, I feel 2 strong arms hold me. I started blushing hardcore as I pretended to sleep. His breath was hot agents my hair, sending shivers down my spine. about 30 minutes into the "sleeping" I feel Mr. Undertaker's eyes on me. "Hey Nina? Can I ask you something?" Looking up, I could almost see his bright green/yellow eyes through his hair. "Yes?"
"N-Never mind. Forget I said anything." He turned and faced his side of the coffin. I propped myself on my elbows and I poked his shoulder blade. "Hey, come on now. What is it? You can tell me?" He frowned at my comment and looked over his shoulder "I dont think I can do it, Nina. I can't ask you."
I poke him in the back, trying to get this question out. "What is it? I wont be mad if you ask me, promise!" He turns back to me, his face just millimeters away from each other, and thats when he asked.
"Nina... are you a virgin?" O/O W-WHAT? WHY WOULD HE EVEN ASK ME THAT?! I was thinking of slapping him, and I almost did, but I Opened the coffin door, I stepped out and I went back into my own coffin. "Good night, Mr. Undertaker" A few seconds past, then I heard nocking on my coffin door. "Nina, you said you wouldn't be mad. Come on out. Im sorry if I upset you"
"NO! That is my EXTREMELY personal information! WHY SHOULD I GIVE IT TO YOU?"
"You mean the information? Or your Virginity?"
"WHAT?! My information...I MEAN I VIRGINITY! Damn it, I MEAN BOTH!"
"Oh HO! So you ARE a virgin after all!"
:( "That is NOT what Im saying! Why would you even ask that in the first place?"
Thats when it got quite. He stopped talking, just so suddenly, The lack of sound was almost much to bear, I could almost hear the snow falling outside. "I-I just... I didn't mean to... Sorry. Ill go back to bed now." The Undertaker said just before leaving.
Slowly, very slowly. I opened the door of my coffin and I looked over to the Undertaker's coffin... Only to see him right in my face. "BWAAAA!" I fell back wards, and my coffin fell down from the stand on-top of me. "Owowowowowowo!" Quickly, the Undertaker came to help me, and he lifted the coffin and stand back up. "Are you ok? Youre not hurt or anything right?"
I felt a slight pain from my forehead, and warm liquid was seeping through... yup I was bleeding. But right before I could cover it up with my hands, the Undertaker kissed my forehead. I blushed heavily again and I backed up agents the wall "W-W-WHAT WAS THAT?"
Undertaker just giggled as he sat on the floor. He folded his arms on his chest and laughed "How else was I supposed to show my affection, also you where hurt so I kissed it better. " First he asks if Im a virgin then- Wait... WHAT? "Affection... what do you mean a-a-affection?" Undertaker shuffled him self, and in a moment he was on-top of me.
My back was on the floor, Undertaker was on-top of me, propping himself with his hands. His silver hair falling on my face, his glowing eyes clearly visible to me, almost hypnotic. "it means precicly what it means to be, and I know you have these feelings too." He slowly lowered his face down. Slowly, very slowly, like a train wreck waiting to happen, our lips touched.
The kiss was perfect. It was'nt like Williams, it wasn't like Sebastian's. It was like a perfect blend of the two, not too soft, not to strong. Just right. Just perfect. I place my hands on his cheeks, trying to deepen the kiss. Suddenly, the kiss stopped. "Wont William be furious?" I asked, trying to see what my tutor wanted. The Undertaker just laughed in his deep, seductive, voice. "Let him get mad, he deserves it."
That night, that glorious night, was the best night of my existence. The perfect blend of pain and pleasure at the same time, was almost too much to bear. I had never known ecstasy like that in my whole life, and the Undertaker, gave that to me. To hell with everything, It didn't matter if I was to die. It didn't even matter if William hated me, I honestly and truly loved the Undertaker, formally known as Alex. And I wasn't about to end this over anyone else.
Feathers, feather where every where. Somehow, in the mist of our love making, the padding in his coffin broke, and all of the soft downy feathers covered everything in the room like the snow outside. I was playing with a feather in my fingers, whilst Undertaker was next to me, hugging my bare body with his. "I love you Nina" Those words, those exact words, I loved those words. And I loved HIM for saying them. "I love you with all my being, Undertaker"
The perfect moment, the perfect time. It was all too good to be true. I wanted this moment to last forever, but just as I was about to fall asleep I felt a jerk on my left arm. "NINA? When did THIS happen?" I looked up to see Undertaker holding my for-arm in his hand. "What? You mean the bite mark? I dont know when it happened, there must be a spider, or something, running around in the shop."
"No, that not what I mean! LOOK!" He turned my arm around so that I could get a better look at it. If Undertaker hadnt shown it to me, I never would have thought that THIS was my arm: The skin looked like it was burned and rotten. Puss was forming around the open wound, and a few maggots were eating at my own flesh. "T-THAT CANT BE RIGHT! W-WHAT THE BLODY HELL IS GOING ON! Undertaker, Im scared!" It looked like a giant monster bit a chunk out of my arm, about the size of my palm, and it looked like it was rotting away.
"Nina!" Undertaker jumped up and he got some clothes for us. "We need to take you to the Shinigami Corps, right away! Or it might be too late!" His loud shouting was almost as scary as the rotting wound, I even started to shake. There wasn't enough time to put my clothes on, so Undertaker wrapped me in a blanket.
"I-IT FEELS LIKE ITS GETTING WORSE! I-I I dont want to die! Not when we just made love!" I should have been used to crying by now, but the all too familer tears stung my eyes just like the many times before. "Dont be scared... we'll... We'll fix this! They'll be able to heal you at the Shinigami corps.! I Promise Nina, As God as my witniss, I wont let anything hurt you ever again."
This made me even more worried, he sounded more scared then I was. Some how I was dying, and at an alarming rate. We had to get there fast, I didnt want to die just yet! Not when I just found my one true love!
I have to fight, WE have to fight. For my life, for my love, and for my hand in marriege.
(Yesterday I got a crap load done on here and I want to thank Velveta travle packs for mah brain food! Apperently gooey cheesy goodness gives you the mental brain boost Authors and young writers need!)