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Rated: T
She was silent.
And, unfortunately, it seemed the Devil had taken notice.
"Are you all right, little Priestess?" Sebastian asked, placing an unwanted hand on her side and she jumped at the unexpected contact, "You have not said a word since we have left the townhouse."
"Oh, wow," Kagome slapped his arm away, forcing her thoughts away from the so-called 'Jack the Ripper' the Shikon kept showing her, "And me not saying anything gives you the right to touch me without consent?" She huffed.
"Well, if you have preferred Madame Red's wretched butler's molestation over mine–" Sebastian was quickly interrupted by a dry look from Kagome.
"I probably would prefer his touch over yours." She muttered, earning a glare from Sebastian, though she simply rolled her eyes over the threatening gesture that would normally send shivers down a normal human's spine.
"What the hell are you two doing?!" Ciel called out with irritation a ways ahead of them as he stopped in front of a building, "We don't have time for this! We have a case to work on!"
"That kid is overly spoiled," Kagome sighed, smiling a bit, "It might be part of his charm, but still. Even if I do contract with him, I really hope he doesn't expect me to follow every single command he gives."
"Oh?" Sebastian's brow rose as the two walked where the group was waiting for them, "Is that not what a contract is? To follow every command as given?"
"Perhaps for you Hell Devils who contract with humans," Kagome sneered, giving Sebastian a half-lidded gaze, "But it's not like Ciel will receive Command Seals."
Sebastian appeared intrigued, though did not ask any questions as they joined the waiting group, 'It is inevitable for my Young Master to ask of me to research on what this little Priestess truly is, perhaps I should get a head start?'
"So, where are we?" Kagome bounded up to Ciel with a bright smile, who seemed taken back by her lighthearted mood, "Under Taker?" She glanced at the building's title, "A funeral parlour?"
"If we're looking for answers, this is the place." Ciel answered, clearing this throat, seeing he would have to get used to Kagome's upbeat behaviour if he wanted her as a servant.
The Phantomhive opened the door and they all piled into the dark receiving room that was littered with coffins, shelves occupied by jars stuffed with various specimens, and life-sized anatomical models of the human body.
However, none of that even caught Kagome's attention.
'Another Shinigami?!' Kagome thought, utterly baffled as a creepy cackle echoed in the room, 'Are the British Shinigami superiors this negligent here?!'
"Welcome, I thought I would be seeing you back again!" A closed coffin suddenly opened and the trio of Madame Red, Lau, and Grell seemed stunned in pure shock, while Ciel, Sebastian, and Kagome barely seemed fazed, "Have you come to be fitted for one of me special coffins?"
"No, that's not why I'm here," Ciel sighed, "I'm here for–"
"No need to say," The Undertaker interrupted, "I'm quite aware. One of my recent customers was a bit unusual shall we say. I helped though. I made her look beautiful again!"
"I want the details." Ciel simply said, looking rather detached.
"I understand now," Lau stated, "The funeral parlour is only your cover business. How much is it for information?"
"I have no need for the Queen's coins! There's only one thing I want from you!" The Undertaker suddenly looked manic as his eyes seemed to glow from underneath his hair, "Please, Milord! Give it to me and I'll tell you anything! Give me the extraordinary gift of true laughter and all my information is yours!"
"Leave it to me," Lau looked serious, "On which side does a tiger have the most stripes? On the outside!"
It, of course, was met with silence.
"My turn," Madame Red stepped forward with a smirk, "This story will simply make you curl up and die!" And with that, the noblewoman proceeded to tell a rather obscene story that was quickly shut down.
"It seems you're running out of options, Milord," The Undertaker grinned at Ciel, "I gave you special discount last time, but I'm not going to do it again."
"I'll try," Kagome cracked her knuckles, "If you don't mind." She grinned at Ciel, who simply shrugged in response.
The Undertaker seemed much more alert now that she was moving towards him, stopping right before him, 'It won't hurt,' Kagome thought, bringing some of her Reiryouku to her hands, but barely enough to even purify the weakest of Youkai, never mind a Shinigami, 'He has nothing to worry about.'
It was only enough to give the tingles really.
The Priestess then placed her hands on the Undertaker's chest and began to rapidly move them up and down, hoping it would cause a reaction.
She certainly did not expect for the Undertaker to break out into a roaring gleeful laughter while practically falling against her as two annoyed auras flared up behind her.
Ah, why her?