Nix: Hello thar! Here in this chapter we get to see my favorite shinigami, Undertaker!

Toshiro: I thought I was your favorite.

Me: Favorite Bleach shinigami! Undertaker is my favorite Black Butler shinigami!

Undertaker: *Appears with measuring tape* Can I get you fitted for a coffin M'dear?

Me: *Glomps* Yus! I wanna cookie!

Undertaker; *giggles, making Nix stand still while measuring*

Me; *Snatches cookie and happily noms.* Soooo yummeh.

Matt: *sweat drops* It's a dog treat.

V: *Is eating cookie* No! It's a sugar cookie! They are yummeh! *Noms*

Cass: *Sighs and shakes head* crazy ass over there doens't own Black Butler, Death Note, or any references made.

Time skip 39 days

L and Light had their epic fight; Cassandra was sitting there with Matt, giggling madly as she watched. Anyway that was a while back right now Cassandra was sitting next to Matt, on her laptop working. Her and Matt had gotten really close over the past month, turns out Matt was a really possessive person and always held Cassandra close when they went out. Not that Cassandra minded, actually she liked how possessive he was. Cassandra blinked when her laptop screen blackened before the president appeared.

"What up buttercup?" She asked calmly, Matt leaned over, looking at the screen as well.

"I have a case for you." L perked up looking over at Cassandra. "The queen of England contacted me and requested that you assist Ciel Phantomhive. An urgent underground case has come up but Earl Phantomhive is currently very busy with another case. She requested that you take this new case." Cassandra hummed looking up at L, she raised her cuffed hand, jingling the chain.

"Can I go? This is rather important considering the queen sent for me." She asked the president tilted his head, seeing the cuff.

"Very well Ms. Treeda you may go ONLY if you take Matt with you." She smirked nodding at L before turning back to the president.

"So when the flight?" She asked calmly.

"45 minutes. Files will be on the plane."

"I'll contact you afterward for my pay." With that the screen went back to her files and she closed out of them, standing up. "Sebastian."

"I already have both yours and Sir. Matt's bags packed and ready to go Young Mistress." Sebastian said, bowing at the waist before her.

"Good, ready a car for us." She commanded turning to Matt and smirking. "Now you get to see what I do for a living." Matt smirked slightly watching calmly as Cassandra took the computer bag left by Sebastian and calmly set in her laptop before pulling out her ear buds and her phone. She plugged in the buds, turning on her music and sat calmly, waiting for Sebastian. After a few minutes Sebastian appeared and Cassandra silently stood up.

"Stay safe Cass."

"Mm I always do Claire."

"No you don't, you get kidnapped or hurt almost everytime." Claire cried out flailing her arms around.

"Like I said, I stay perfectly safe." Claire huffed, crossing her arms.

"You have a messed up sense of safe." Light commented and Cassandra smirked.

"Oh honey if I told why I feel so safe in such dangerous situations it wouldn't be amusing. And if I'm not amused bad things happen." Cassandra smirked turning and walking away with Sebastian and Matt following behind her. They walked to the garage Sebastian opening the door for them they slipped in silently. Cassandra leaned against the door, the palm of her hand resting on her chin as she watched Sebastian pull out. Matt watched her through his goggles, interested in what she was doing and how she handled cases.

Sebastian soon made it to the airport and Cassandra calmly and silently walked onto the private jet. She flopped down on the couch, like normal only this time Matt set her head on his lap. She smiled up at him, her headphones in as she hummed the song softly. He stroked her hair, looking down at her. She pulled out an ear bud.

"Sebastian is there anything I should know? Or files to look at?" She asked calmly as I looked up at the ceiling and Matt.

"No Earl Phantomhive has all the files and the information Young Mistress."

"Mm wake me up when we land." She said calmly. Matt leaned down and pecked her lips before she closed her eyes drifting off as the plane lifted off.

Cassandra stared out the window as they drove down the road toward the Phantomhive manor. Matt watched her, wondering what she was doing. Normally she was hyper and always talked but now she was silently and calm. Her uncovered eye was unfocused, just staring out the window, but yet she was very aware of her surroundings.

"I never thought I'd be back in England so soon." Matt commented.

"Yeah, same here though I do love the weather. I've always been fond of the rain." Her reply was immediate, only proving that the unfocused look in her eye was incorrect. How she pulled that off Matt would never know. Sebastian pulled into the drive and Cassandra sat up straight, humming slightly as she pulled out her ear buds and turned off her music. Matt blinked before gasping, the manor was huge. Sebastian pulled up and Cassandra opened the car door, calmly walking toward the manor. She had her messenger bag on her left hip and her hair in pigtails; she looked like a cute nerd without glasses.

She walked up to the front door and Taylor opened the door for her and Matt, bowing. Standing at the stairs was Ciel, leaning on his cane. Matt blinked, noticing not only that he was like twelve but he had an eye patch over his right eye as well. Ciel smirked his uncovered eye flickering to the cuff but he didn't ask about it.

"Ah Ms. Treeda wonderful to see you again, I hope your flight went well."

"Wouldn't know the details, slept through the whole thing, anyway I was told you have the files and all the information needed." Cassandra said. Little did she know L had contacted Ciel and requested to have cameras set up to observe Cassandra and Matt. Ciel agreed and even offered to have someone follow her. Of course L took that offer up, Ciel told Sebastian of this and since his word was over Cassandra's Sebastian was unable to tell the girl. Cassandra handed Sebastian her computer bag, letting him take their bags to their room. Suddenly a lasso flew from the balcony and wrapped around Cassandra.

"Shit, brace yourself!" She cried out before she was yanked forward. Cassandra stumbled before running forward to keep from being dragged. Matt ran after her, his cuffed arm out in front of him. Art giggled madly pulling Cassandra to the edge before she yanked her up into the air, pulling her up toward where she stood. "Art! Stop before you rip Matt's arm off!" Suddenly Cassandra stopped going up and hung mid-air as Matt stood on the ground with his arm raised slightly. Art peered over the edge, looking down at her.

"What, oh yeah your cuffed together." Art huffed, looking at Cassandra. "I believe I shall leave you here!"

"Artemis! Put her down immediately, we have work to do and Ms. Treeda has a case to start!" Ciel snapped Art pouted but nodded and…. Cut the rope. Cassandra yelped dropping down quickly. Sebastian appeared at the top of the stairs, shooting down them but Matt was the one who actually caught her. Sebastian stood right behind Matt, ready to catch her but looked down, seeing Matt holding her bridal style in his arms. Cassandra blushed, looking up at Matt who held her. He smirked down at her, chuckling at her blush.

"Aww how cute!" Art exclaimed, appearing next to them. "So you guys are a couple! You two are the second best couple, the first being me and Cece!" She went over and clung to Ciel, who just stood there acting indifferent.

"Let me show you where I have your work room set up." Ciel said as he walked up to them. Cassandra moved to stand up but Matt only pulled her closer to him.

"Uh Matt." She said her voice was quiet as she looked up at him with these big doe eyes.

"Nah I won't let you up, I like you like this." He smirked as she blushed bright red. Cassandra sighed though, leaning her head on his shoulder as he carried her up the stairs behind Ciel.

"Cece why don't you carry me like that?!" Art cried out frowning as she pulled a thing of pocky out of freaking nowhere.

"Because I'm too busy and if I did I'd never be able to get anything done." Ciel replied.

"What is with you and work? Work, work, work, work, work! It's all you ever do anymore! It's boring!"

"Are you two about done with your lovers spat? I'd like to get some information on what exactly I'll be dealing with." Cassandra spoke up from her place in Matt's arms. Matt set her down and she walked into the room Ciel stood in. On the desk were files, Cassandra moved over and sat down in the plush chair, picking up a file.

"As you can see boys around your and Matthew's age have been going missing." Cassandra nodded, opening another file and setting it by the first. There were a total of fourteen and the case was getting to be too much for Ciel to handle on his own.

"Have any unidentified bodies that match the stature of any of these boys been found?" She asked, looking up calmly.

"Not that I am aware of but you might want to visit the Undertaker." Cassandra mentally squealed in happiness. Undertaker was one of her favorite shinigami's on the Black Butler series.

"Oh I get to see Undertaker again!" Ciel blinked. "I met him one day on the trip. We got to wonder around London and we were walking down an ally way and I thought his place looked cool so I dragged my group in and spent most the whole day chatting with him." Ciel sweat dropped.

"How did I know you two would get along well?" He asked, rubbing his temples.

"Because he's a
mortician and I'm sadistic. The two just mix perfectly. Have you tried his cookies? They look like dog treats but oh my god they are amazing. Their actually sugar cookies, I love them."

"Anyway I don't have much on the case at all is what worries me. They go out anytime of the day and never come back." Cassandra hummed slightly, closing the files and setting them to the side as she kicked her feet up on the desk and picked up one file.

"I bet you didn't notice the pattern." She started. Ciel blinked and tilted his head.

"No, what pattern."

"Mm I don't blame you you've been busy, but all the names of the boys taken start with M. Matthias, Marcus," As she spoke she pointed at files. "Mason and so forth. I did notice though they don't have a Matthew which is a fairly common name." She didn't glance up from the file in her hands, only simply set it down and held out her hand. Sebastian appeared with something and she grabbed the cuff chain, gently pulling Matt over to her. She grabbed Matt's cuffed hand, taking the metal and sticking it skillfully into the key hole. After a minute the cuff popped free and Matt pulled his hand out, rubbing his wrist.

She turned; using one hand she easily picked the lock on her cuff. Sebastian took the empty cuffs away as Cassandra rubbed her raw wrist. She finally looked up at Ciel, moving her feet slightly to see him.

"Anything else? I'd like to go see Undertaker." Ciel shook his head and Cassandra sighed. Taking her legs off the desk she stood up and stretched.

"Let's go." Matt and Sebastian nodded calmly as they walked out of the room, leaving Ciel. Art had disappeared somewhere. Cassandra stuffed her hands in her jeans pockets as she leaned her head back, staring at the ceiling in thought. Matt likened it to a position L would assume at times. She lowered her head and walked from the room, Sebastian and Matt following her. She climbed into the passenger seat of the car and Sebastian drove off.

"I have no jokes, therefore Sebastian you'll have to pay him." Cassandra stated as she stared out the window.

"Very well." Sebastian stated calmly as he drove through the streets of London.

"Eh what?" Matt asked as he leaned forward.

"Undertaker doesn't take money for information; all you have to do is make him laugh. He's slightly insane, just go with it." Matt sweat dropped but nodded. Soon Sebastian pulled into an ally and Cassandra hopped out. She stuffed her hands in her pockets, calmly walking into the shop. It was a regular gray colored building with a large sign that said Undertaker on it. She walked into the dark shop, coffins were everywhere, but she wasn't fazed.

"Undertaker! It's me Cassandra!" She called as Matt walked up behind her, looking around.

"Ah Cassandra!" Undertaker giggled, stepping out of a coffin. Matt raised an eyebrow and stared at the silver haired mortician, clearly slightly creeped out. "Have you come to test the coffin I made for you?!" Matt sweat dropped.

"No-" The next thing Cassandra knew she was picked up by the shinigami and gently placed in an elegant black wood coffin, the black coating was shiny and smooth. The soft lining was a blood red color, making her naturally pale skin stand out perfectly. She blinked, looking up at the grinning shinigami. To explain a little, when she first met Undertaker back on the trip she let him take measurements and promised to come back for the fitting when she had the time. Undertaker pet her loose hair, making sure not to cut open her skin with his long black nails.

"How wonderful, you fit perfectly!" Matt sweat dropped once more, seeing his girlfriend lying in a coffin… He didn't like that sight at all.

"I would hope so I haven't grown all that much. In fact I think I got smaller if that's even possible." Cassandra commented, crossing her legs and placing her hands behind her head calmly as she relaxed in the coffin. "Anyway I didn't come for the coffin, though I do find it comfy, then again I was weird tastes, anyway we came for information on the recent disappearances." Undertaker grew serious.

"You'll have to pay me."

"The normal price?"

"Yes. So please! I haven't in so long! Please, please, please give it to me!" Undertaker started bouncing around, begging.

"Sebastian." Cassandra said and he nodded.

"Is the coffin sound proof?" Sebastian asked and Undertaker nodded. "This will only be a minute, Matthew if you would please step out." Matt nodded, glancing at Cassandra before walking from the building. Sebastian gave Cassandra a reassuring smile before closing the coffin lid. Cassandra blinked and huffed. At least she had the room to remain in the position she was in. After a few minutes the coffin shook violently as Undertaker started to laugh. Sebastian opened the coffin, letting Cassandra get fresh air. Matt walked in, the entire building was shaking. Matt tried keeping his balance while Cassandra lay in the coffin, her posture never changing. After a few minutes Undertaker was reduced to mere giggling. Cassandra looked almost bored as she lay there. Undertaker moved to his desk, grabbing a jar of dog treat shaped cookies before walking up to Cassandra.

"So what do you want to know?" He asked, leaning over as he munched on a cookie. Cassandra reached up and snatched one, Undertaker simply chuckled in amusement as she nommed on the cookie.

"Have you gotten any unidentified bodies fitting the description of any of the boys?" She asked nomming on the yummy cookie in the coffin. Matt shook his head; his girlfriend was weird and insane. Claire, who was watching back at the Task Force headquarters, would agree.

"No sadly I haven't." Undertaker commented. "No bodies have been found at all." Cassandra hummed; finishing the cookie she put her hands back behind her head and looked at the ceiling.

"Tell me-" Cassandra started, only to be interrupted by a very masculine squeal.

"BASSSSSSSYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!" A man with long red hair, yellow green eyes, red glasses and some weird red suit thingy came flying through the door and jumped on Sebastian, rubbing his cheek against Sebastian's as he clung to the butler. Sebastian sighed, clearly irritated.

"Anyway Undertaker tell me-" Once again Cassandra was cut off by the man.

"Oh is this your new charge?! My my isn't she a pretty one!" The man moved over and pet her hair. "Oh and her hair has such beautiful tinges of red! Oh how I love red! It's such a beautiful color!"

"Thank you, anyway as I was saying-" Cassandra was cut off a third time by the man going over to Matt and looking him over.

"Oh my, such beautiful red stripes on your shirt, and lovely red tinges in your hair, much like the young lady over in the coffin!" Cassandra growled, closing her eyes.

"GRELL SUTCLIFF I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU CUT ME OFF ONE MORE FUCKING TIME I'LL TEAR YOUR PATHEDIC BODY APART LIMB FOR FUCKING LIMB!" Cassandra bellowed, making the building shake with her voice. The man known as Grell shrunk down, you could literally see the waves of fury emanating from the coffin. Undertaker cackled, an amused smile crossing his face.

"That is no way to talk to a lady!" Grell cried out, flailing his arms.

"First off, you are not a lady dipshit; second off I swear to god if I have to get out of this goddamn coffin you won't have a face, and you seem rather fond of your face." Grell squealed in horror and covered his face, hiding behind Sebastian.

"No! Not my face!" Grell cried out. "Not my beautiful face! Bassy why did you have to sign a contract with someone so mean!" Sebastian didn't answer, just smirked.

"Anyway as I was saying. Undertaker tell me, you seem to find this case familiar. Tell me, does it remind you of a past case? Maybe one from the late 19 hundreds, right around the year 1887." Sebastian's smirk faltered slightly as Cassandra's smirk grew. Undertaker giggled madly, grinning as his hair covered his eyes. Sebastian stared at the girl in the coffin, his eyes slightly widened as he wondered how she knew of such a case. There was a case, involving Earl Phantomhive and Lady Elizabeth, his fiancée, but it was never documented.

"You mean the doll case?" Undertaker asked, setting his jar of cookies down, he grew serious leaning over the coffin and sticking his face right up against hers. His hair touched her eyebrows but still kept his eyes hidden as his nose pretty much touched hers. Cassandra was completely unaffected by this. "How would you know of that doll case? There is only one document about it and that's the coroner report, but those files were lost almost twenty years ago." He was whispering now, Cassandra smirked widely.

"Yes I mean the doll case, and how I know is none of your business. I just know, so tell me Undertaker. Why are you so fond of it? Was it interesting dissecting those dolls?" She whispered back. "I know exactly who you are Grell are, don't play dumb with me." She smirked. Cassandra couldn't see it, because Undertaker blocked her but Sebastian had heard what she said and his eyes grew wide. He'd never told her about Grell or Undertaker, never less shinigami. He knew Ciel and Art hadn't either, so how did she know.

"Oh a smart one, yes it was interesting dissecting them. They were all mental inside skin, their insides were completely gone. Do you think this is another doll case?" Undertaker asked, keeping his face against hers.

"I do, no bodies, no sign of them, I think they were drawn the same way the girls were." She smirked her one eye searching through his hair for his eyes.

"By the music."

"Only one way to find out."

"By baiting this man."

"So I will."

"But with whom?"

"Whoever is drawn the too the music first."

"You came to ask us."

"To keep an eye on the town for me."

"And report to you once someone starts getting drawn."

"Follow them to where they get taken."

"And wait there for you."

"Exactly." Cassandra smirked. "Let the games begin, puppet master."

Me: For some reason I can just see Undertaker doing that. It's so fun writing him, he's completely insane to the point where he is unpredictable meaning I can make him do anything I want!

Undertaker: *wheels in coffin* This should fit you M'dear

Me: YAY!

Cass: *Sweat drops* Your excited about a coffin? If I didn't know any better I'd say you slept in one.

Me; But I don't. I'm not all that creepy I have a normal room I just don't dress or act normal in anyway!

Cass: That's an understatement...

Grell: Ohhhh Bassssyyyyyyyy!

Me: CHAINSAW! *steals Grell's chainsaw and laughs madly as I swing it around.*

Mello; SHIT EVERYONE RUN!

Everyone: *Takes off running*

Me: Where did everyone go? *Looks around still holding chainsaw.*