Hey guys!
I'm sorry this took so long! This was a lot of pages to write because the chapter in the manga was like 38 pages O.o (If you can guess by the number of words in this fanfic chapter) Not to mention, my college has been kicking my butt with homework then there's also my job. Anyways, thanks for being patient!
I think the next manga chapter is only 19 pages long, so it shouldn't take me as long to upload that. While I was writing this chapter, I never realized how different the scripts were for the manga and anime are. I stuck with manga though naturally.
Sorry, this chapter is so long, but I can't help it. _
Thanks for the 150 follows by the way! Lol. Should I do a fun chapter for that, if so what would you guys want to see? Up to y'all, let me know in the reviews.
Hope everyone enjoys this chapter (even though it will take a longer time to read) XD
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Shoving the cheesy romance novella in my face, I eat up the words the man utters to his ex-lover. Well damn, it seems he ended the engagement due to his mother not liking her. That's so bullshit, it kind of pisses me off so I slam it closed and toss it onto the seat. Ciel watches with a sweat drop at my reaction.
"Did you not like the book?" he asks.
A tiny frown graces my lips, "No, just don't ever fall in love, brother."
He stares at me in exasperation, "You do realize I'm engaged."
I cross my arms over my chest with an indignant sniff, "Unfortunately." I note.
He blushes lightly and sputters, "W-What's that supposed to mean?!"
I tilt my head, feeling a bit dubious, "Exactly how it sounds?" His blush increases in redness and he looks out the window. I sigh, wondering what thoughts I created in his mind. "I wonder if I'll ever fall in love." I sigh out while sitting back into my seat further.
I could feel the vibrations of the wheels turning on the carriage as we were currently on our way to the townhouse. It was currently 'The Season' in London where a bunch of aristocrats begin to gather for parties and events. It was pretty humid outside, and I was a bit mad I couldn't wear my specially made clothes called shorts and a t-shirt. I don't understand how a woman was able to wear dresses such as these in this weather. It was not a heavy dress, but it was still warm to wear. Good thing I brought my undergarments to sleep in I think with a smirk.
Ciel turns in my direction so quick after my comment, I thought he would get whiplash. His face was stricken quite seriously, "I'll never allow you to get married." he states deeply.
I raise an eyebrow at that, quite interested in his reasoning. "What? Why not?"
He scowls in response, "You don't need to, that's all."
"I'm like over the age, I'm like an old cow for not having children already." I point out, gesturing to my figure.
Though, I don't want to be married quite yet. I was only twenty-two but, in this era, a woman gets a husband at a younger age. The fact I'm still available is a good and bad thing. I've never even dated a person before! I want to cry at that thought because honestly, it was sad.
He glares at me, "I don't care, you're not going anywhere."
I sputter in response, grasping the air around me. "You're being ridiculous, I can't stay by your side forever. Watch you say this now, and when you grow, you'll be like, 'Rina, get out of my sights.'" I try to argue back, thinking of him as a bratty teenager.
"You will stay with me, that's the end of it." he commands.
I blanch, not believing a word he was saying. "What the hell? What am I going to do with you for eighty years? Watch your children as I watched you as a child?"
He shrugs, his face begins to relax, "Doesn't matter to me, as long as you are by my side."
I love how he cares about me so much; he doesn't want me to leave. But, what about my wishes? Those possibly can't come true if I stay in the manor my whole life. I want to have a boyfriend/lover, have children, and be a normal person. Can't exactly do that when I'm holed up in a house for my entire life.
Unless...
I glace up to stare at Sebastian's back who is driving the carriage in thought. I mean, he's good looking, but do I want to be stuck with a sadistic asshole for my whole life? The idea is horrifying but I think it would be funny to tease the butler and my brother a little.
"You know, I think I can stay with you and be married at the same time." I hum out with a devious smirk.
Ciel appear interested, but still wary, "How?"
My eyes flicker up to Sebastian's back again, "I can marry Sebastian." I point out, my smirk increasing in size.
My brother freezes in his seat and his face pales drastically. Sebastian remains seated, I couldn't see his reaction one bit. An awkward and tense aura surrounds all of us.
Ciel jumps out of his seat with a dark look, "Anyone but him." he mutters with a serious edge.
I shrink back at his scary face and scoot further back into my seat, "It was a joke! A joke!" I defend with my hands in the air.
Ciel backs off a little, in a bad mood now. I sweatdrop at both of their reactions and Sebastian didn't even comment, but the air was very tense indeed. I feel guilty about changing the mood around us.
"The idea sounds entertaining." Sebastian comments abruptly and I could hear his smirk.
I blush automatically and my brother sits up in with a furious expression.
"What did you just say?!" Ciel screeches while glaring daggers up at his butlers back.
I smirk again, realizing he was only teasing my brother. Though I don't think Ciel could interpret that, his face was a bit murderous if I dare say.
I want to comment further on the matter, but I don't want to make him even more upset. "Sport, calm down, he is messing with you."
He glares is directed at me now, "This isn't funny in the least. So, knock it off."
I let out a 'pft' at his reaction, finding this amusing again thanks to Sebastian. "Maybe you're just jealous." I mention.
"Hah?! Of what?"
I shrug, knowing full well what he was jealous of. I swear irritating my brother was my all-time favorite nowadays. He continues to glare at me, and I pick my novella back up nonchalantly. I'll let him cool down as we approach London.
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London was so busy, Sebastian parked in front of the townhouse, but the streets were so congested. He opens the carriage door and my brother stands, "Young master, it's been a while since you last went out, isn't it?"
Sebastian helps him down out of the carriage, and I follow with his help also. Ugh, it was so hot outside, I was already sweating.
"I couldn't care less who sent that letter...I hate going to crowded places." Ciel informs while walking up to the front door.
I follow without care with Sebastian at my side, "You're such an introvert." I joke with an eye roll.
He disregards my comment and Sebastian opens the door for us to go inside, "But maybe being away from the mansion is okay too. For a change. Isn't it much more peaceful without those four by your side?" Sebastian counters.
I nod in agreement, "I don't dare disagree."
Sebastian leads us further in the house and brings us to one of the various sitting rooms. The equivalent to a living room in my opinion. I could hear muffles behind the door, and I sweat drop, not sure if this peacefulness will last long. Sebastian opens the door and what greets us was a cluster fuck of materials thrown about and three people amongst them.
"Jeez, where did they put the tea leaves in this house?" Madam Red complains while searching in a cupboard.
I find Lau, one of my brother's acquaintances, on the floor searching in a vase. "I can't find them either..." he replies dejectedly.
I stare at the scene in front of us with a sigh; no more peace it seems for sure. I was happy to see my adoptive aunt though.
Ciel seems to have enough and snaps, "Madam Red?! Lau?! Why are you here..." he shouts.
Madam Red turns to look at us, "Ah, he came back so quickly." she announces mindlessly. "Since my cute little nephew and niece is in London, how could I not come and visit you while I'm here?"
I smile seeing my aunt, she and I have become quite close in recent years. Lau stands up from the floor with his usual smile, "Hey Earl. I've heard that many interesting things happen here." he greets my brother.
"We had no idea guests were coming, I apologize for not accommodating. I will go prepare tea for you immediately." Sebastian offers with his signature smile and a hand on his chest.
I cast a glance over to my brother who seems awfully irritated; basically, nothing new there. Sebastian leaves the room to go do what he said. All of us sit down and talk idly while we wait. I was talking to my aunt more than Lau and Ciel. I haven't seen her in a couple of solid months. She told me of all the balls she has been to and her work at the hospital. Sebastian made the tea quite fast and appears back into the room with it. He hands Ciel the first cup of tea then continued to give me one as well.
"The aroma is nice. What a unique way of steeping." Madam Red comments as Sebastian walks to her side and gives her a cup along with Lau.
"Today's tea is Jackson's 'Earl Grey'." Sebastian informs with a suave smile.
Madam Red takes a careful sip, "It's the same kind of tea, but yet the way you make it makes such a difference." she compliments. She turns her attention to her own butler, who I have never seen before. He seems quite skittish in my eyes, honestly. "Grell, you should follow his example."
A peculiar name too, don't think I have ever heard it before.
"Y-Yes." Grell stutters, taking her advice.
Madam Red smiles abruptly, appearing cheery as Sebastian stands at her side. "Anyways, no matter what, every time I see you, you're still so handsome..." she begins and starts to feel Sebastian's ass up. My jaw goes slack at the act and I can tell Sebastian was very uncomfortable by her fondling. "Why don't you simply quit working here and come serve me!" she exclaims. Eventually, I let out a small 'pft' due to him feeling uncomfortable. He sends me a scathing glare hearing it.
My brother sweat drops, feeling uncomfortable in presence at the action. He coughs to grab Madam Red's attention, "Madam Red." he calls out distinctly with a small tick mark. She stops, still smiling though. Sebastian slowly steps away from the harassing woman. "Let's talk seriously now," Ciel begins. I take a sip of my tea while listening. "I've heard about the case of prostitutes being murdered on the streets lately."
I take the teacup away from my lips in confusion. Why does this sound familiar?
Madam Red smirks slightly, "You mean what's been on the news nonstop lately? I know of it."
I listen adeptly, honestly curious about this case. Lau speaks up next, "However, what are you planning?" he asks mischievously.
"This isn't just some ordinary case. The killer's ways are very special-no I would say, abnormal. That's why 'she' is so concerned about it." Ciel states while crossing his legs.
I bite my lip nervously; this murderer sounds strangely familiar, but I can't place it.
"What do you mean?" Madam Red asks curiously.
"The murdered prostitute was Mary Ann Nichols. The wounds looked like they were from some kind of sharp tool, using quick cuts, with a painful death." Ciel explains while taking a bite of the snack Sebastian laid out on the table earlier. "The police and other prostitutes call the murderer..."
My face pales drastically, remembering why I thought this sounds so familiar. "...Jack the Ripper." I mutter out loud. I set my teacup down to process this information. This was the Jack the Ripper case; this was the famous murder that has remained unsolved. Holy shit...
Ciel and Sebastian toss me a curious, if anything a suspicious glance. I sit still under their stares, not bothering to care. I was more concerned that my brother was going to be facing a serial killer. Oh god, what if it remains unsolved because Ciel dies before the investigation ends, I think desperately.
"I just wanted to know the circumstances sooner, so I rushed to London, too." Ciel continues to inform us.
Lau chuckles lightly with an eerie grin, "The Queen's watchdogs have already been dispatched, but I'm not interested." he mentions while taking a sip of tea. "However, do you have the guts to go to the crime scene?"
"What do you mean?"
"I smelled a wild beast at the crime scene. The murderer is definitely an abnormal madman." I watch as Lau gets up from his seat to walk slowly to my brother, "Will you be scared, Earl of Phantomhive?" Lau persists while touching my brother's cheek.
I keep my eyes on his hand, already believing Lau to be a pervert. "I came because I was worried about my fiancé. I don't need your pointless questions." Ciel explains while narrowing his eyes at Lau's nosiness.
"Not bad. That look in your eyes is good."
I frown, knowing my brother was determined. I have come to know since the recent years that dead bodies do not faze him in the slightest. He was not the only one, but I rather not see them unless I must.
Suddenly, Lau grabs Ciel's hand and forces him out of his seat, "Then come take a stroll with me!"
Ciel's face flashes in a quick panic, "W-Wait a minute!" he shouts.
"Seriously! I rarely ever get to have some afternoon tea with the Earl, but I can't even enjoy it in peace? I want to go, too." Madam Red complains. "Lau, where is the crime scene?"
"Don't you know, Madam?" Lau shrugs, also not sure. He releases a low breath, "Don't ask me. I don't know either."
I sweat drop with his confession; what was the point of bringing it up then?
Madam Red becomes irritated, "You talk so arrogantly, yet you don't even know where it is!?"
Ciel deflates in the corner of my eye, "Calm down. I know there has to be at least one person that's been to the crime scene." he grumbles.
I stare aimlessly in thought, he wouldn't mean...?
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All of us head out into the London streets to obtain more information on his case. I had to beg for him to let me come along. Madam Red helped convince him in the long run. I couldn't be more grateful for the woman. I wasn't leaving his side for this case, not with a famed murderer running around. I happily walked side by side with my brother; I could tell he was disgruntled with me coming along.
There was a massive crowd in the direction we were heading. I can only assume that is where the murder took place. Hushed whispers and chat were thrown all about.
The size of the crowd was something incredible, but that doesn't surprise me.
"At the time, many people gathered to see what was going on. But it's too troublesome for me to ask the police." Ciel acknowledges.
"Then what do we do?" Madam Red asks.
"Earl, you couldn't be..." Lau mumbles in thought while holding his chin.
"There's no other way. It's bothersome to meddle in this case. But I can find someone who works on this case..." he sighs out, already appearing drained.
"Ugh, I hate seeing him." I mutter my distaste.
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It was quite a walk and I was literally dying in this dress. Fuck these heels too; I'm about to walk around barefoot. We made it to my not-so-favorite person's dreary shop. The whole building mocks me, knowing exactly who was inside. Does this man even clean? The exterior reminds me of a haunted house for Halloween.
"So, what is this place?" Lau asks.
I had to hold back a facepalm, this man was an airhead. Madam Red becomes angry at the fact Ciel is associated with the place in particular. I thought she knew that Vincent often consoled with Undertaker. I take note of this with slight interest.
"Why are you familiar with this type of place?!" Madam Red voices loudly.
I continue to stand by my brother and shrug at her question, "We both know him. Undertaker has worked with the Phantomhive family for quite some time." I inform with an ending hum in thought. I wasn't quite sure how long though. Undertaker has grey hair, I never really thought about his true age. How peculiar I think in wonder.
Ciel nods with my explanation and Sebastian starts to open the door to the shop. My brother walks in first and I follow along naturally. Sebastian and the rest walk behind me as we enter. I stare at the area and overall interior of the shop. It was so dirty and creepy; I never wished to be back at this place. I haven't been here since my tween days. There were cobwebs everywhere along with the ceiling. Coffins scattered all around, some open and closed. It was dimly lit as well and whatever light the windows provided.
"Are you there, Undertaker?" Ciel asks suddenly into the open air.
My back stiffens in fright at the sound of a haunting laugh that surrounds us abruptly. I hate this, I want out right now. I force myself to relax, not wanting a jump scare to happen. "I knew you would come." Undertaker cackles into the air.
"Welcome, Earl and little lost girl.~" his voice resonates along with a creaking sound being made. I turn my head towards the raunchy sound and pale as I find long nails coming out of the closed coffin. I duck behind Sebastian briefly and peek past his arm cautiously. He raises an eyebrow at the act but quickly dismisses it without much interest. I was slightly irritated he used my nickname again.
Undertaker's form slowly comes into view with a cheshire smile printed on his face. I deflate, not realizing I tensed up again. I sigh deeply, calming myself down. I hated scary shit like that; it was nothing on the level of those Ghost Adventure shows though. Those always made me want to cry.
Madam Red, Lau, and Grell stood in shell shock as well. I would laugh but I couldn't bring myself to. I step out from behind Sebastian, not as scared now.
"Do you want to see how it feels to sleep in my custom-made coffin...?" Undertaker resumes after silence and quickened breaths of terror filled the air.
I sweat drop at his comment because no one wants to.
"I didn't come here to play today..." Ciel begins only to get cut off by Undertaker who raises his fingers to my brother's lips.
"You don't need to tell me. I know why you came. With just one look~ I can tell what's on your mind." he observes. "Since the Earl went out of his way to visit me, I'll certainly do everything I can to help."
"You know something?"
"Please take a seat first, I'll go make tea." he offers while walking toward another room. Everyone sweat drops while looking around. Where are we going to 'sit'? It's as if Undertaker could read our thoughts and explains before he leaves, "Why not just sit on top?"
I pale slightly at the thought of sitting on top of a dead body. I stare at the one Ciel was beginning to sit on. How can he just sit on it with only slight discomfort?! My feet were killing me though...With an aggravated sigh, I sit down next to him. I wonder if someone was in the coffin again. I think a silent apology unconsciously.
"Why does he always call you that?" Ciel asks suddenly.
My eyes widen in surprise at the random question, "Honestly, I'm not completely sure. I don't like it either way though."
He seems to accept my answer with no response, silently digesting the information. I really wasn't sure; I think it was more of an inkling of a thought. It could be many reasons he called me so.
"Now then," Undertaker's voice pops up abruptly while holding a big beaker filled with tea and smaller ones in his other hand.
…this guy was so weird.
He pours them out on the counter and directly gives us each our own beaker. I stare down at it, wondering how many chemicals have been inside it. I don't trust proper cleaning unless it's done by Sebastian because everything had to be perfect for him. From what I learned from that repetitious science video I watched every single year in school for safety in a lab; I decide to set it down beside me without a second thought. I glance at Ciel to find it staring at it with concern. I simply take the beaker out of his hands and set it down beside me. If I don't think I should drink it, neither should he.
Undertaker sits down and takes out an urn filled with bone-shaped cookies. His smile disappearing for once with the action, "You wanted to know about Jack the Ripper? Everyone's been scared because of this disturbance. But this isn't the first time I've handled this kind of thing."
That was information I did not need to know, but thanks for sharing, Undertaker.
"Isn't this the first time? What do you mean?" Madam Red asks.
"It's happened before, a case where prostitutes were killed," he replies with a bone cookie in his mouth. "In fact, the way they were killed was very similar too." Undertaker stands up with the urn and offers some cookies to my brother. He sweat drops with a quick 'Don't want any'. He offers me some too which I decline with aversion. "But in the beginning, the police didn't think much of these cases. Though all the murdered prostitutes had something in common."
"Something in common?" Ciel asks curiously.
Sebastian speaks up with his own question afterward, "What is it?"
I was also curious about this and cross my legs in the thought of what it could be. I mean, they were all killed brutally, hacked up into pieces along with their innards missing. At least, that's what I remember when I saw an article about it online.
"Well now, I wonder what, I wonder what indeed. Is it bothering you?" Undertaker taunts with another cheshire smile.
My eye twitches in aggravation; his whole being irritates me down the very core.
"I see, so that's how it is. You're very good at doing business, Undertaker." Lau comments. "How much money do you want for this information?" he asks.
"How much money?! I don't want any of the Queen's money!"
Oh boy, here we go, you have done it now, Lau I think with a silent sigh. He riled this freak up, great.
I watch as Undertaker turns suddenly to my brother and me with an intense stare. "Now then, Earl," Undertaker begins, and grabs hold of my brother's face. What's with everybody touching him? "I only have one requirement. Show me a 'first-rate laugh'. If you do, no matter what you want to know, I'll tell you~!"
Eww, was he seriously drooling?! There's something seriously wrong with this man. I remove Undertaker's hands from my brother. No one needs to be touching him, period. Undertaker walks back to the counter where he was previously with multiple giggles and waits for any joke to be made.
"Creep." I mutter while glaring at him slightly.
Ciel peers at me with a sweat drop, seeming to also agree with me along with Sebastian.
"Earl," Lau starts to walk further into the form with a low chuckle. "If that's the case, let me handle this." he offers. "The sleeping tiger of Shanghai New Year's party also referred to as my soul. This should satisfy you!" he shouts. "Did you like it?" he asks afterword.
Absolute silence was all that could be heard. That was a joke? I barely got half of it.
"It looks like he still won't talk, Lau. It can't be helped." a women's voice pipes up from behind us. I already knew it was Madam Red, hopefully, it'll be better than Lau's joke. "Then I, Madam Red, a beauty of high society, shall make my appearance now. If I ask him, he'll be sure to tell us!" she exclaims in excitement. She begins to laugh as she begins her funny story, "So- because *bleep* turns into *bleep*! So it *bleep* will also *bleep*!..."
I blanch at her story, realizing how inappropriate it was. I immediately clamp my hands on my brother's ears. He may not be innocent to the dark world that surrounds us, but he was a bit too young to be hearing this. He peers up at me with a sweat drop and I think he can tell by the look on my face it was bad, so he let me be. I never needed to know my aunt was this perverted!
She went on for about an hour and I don't understand why we waited this long to shut her up. I think my mind was going to be in the gutter for the rest of the day because many parts of her story made my whole face turn red.
Eventually, Undertaker slapped a 'x' mask over her face along with Lau to shut them up. For once, I was happy that he did something. "You're the only one left, Earl." Undertaker points out.
"I've helped you many times in the past, can't you be nice to me just this once?" Ciel asks, feeling uncomfortable. Suddenly, Sebastian moves forward while tightening his gloves. "Sebastian?!" he shouts in confusion.
"It can't be helped." Sebastian states seriously.
Undertaker glances at me, "Actually, I want the little lost girl to give me prime laughter. That last joke you pulled all those years ago was quite hilarious."
I stiffen in my seat, not wanting to humor this guy. I don't think Ciel wanted me to either because he began to open his mouth to protest. But I stopped him with a smile and cupping my hand over his mouth. I let out a slight sigh and stood up with a nod, "Fine, I shall tell a joke or two if it gets us information." I accept while taking my hand off my brother's mouth. Smiling still I turn around, "Everyone please exit the shop for a brief moment." I request.
Ciel was staring at me warily, probably not liking how I was going to be alone with the crazy man. Although, everyone does as I say and exit out the door. I watch Undertaker curiously as his common creepy smile was planted on his lips.
"Do you really want to hear a joke? Or did you want to get me alone?" I ask while crossing my arms across my chest in defense.
He grabs another bone cookie and waves it carelessly in the air, "What do you think?" he asks.
I shrug, not really sure honestly. "Either way, I guess I'm telling you a joke that makes you laugh so hard you piss your pants."
His grin stretches slightly, "Sounds good to me."
I narrow my eyes at him but eventually sigh. I should do another morbid joke because last time I did one of those he laughed so hard drool was coming out of his mouth. Vincent was very concerned that day about my mental health.
"How many babies does it take to paint a wall?" I ask, trying to hold my own laughter back. Oh god, I already regret starting with this joke.
"How many?" he asks with a small giggle.
I sputter because I couldn't keep in my own laughter at the morbid joke I was about to tell. I ended up laughing and holding my chest, "I-I don't know. D-Depends how h-hard you throw t-them!" I wheeze constantly as tears spring up in my eyes.
He was silent for a moment before he begins to laugh maniacally and loudly. I join him as tears leak out of my eyes finally as the whole shop shakes with our laughter. I smack my leg a couple of times as I hear the door open behind us. I turn around while wiping my tears away and all I got was looks of concern from everybody. Especially, Sebastian, he was most concerned with what I could see by his expression. There was no way he could have heard, right?
"Come...continue, whatever you want to know is fine." Undertaker allows as drool rolls down the side of his mouth. I was coughing slightly because I laughed so hard. Oh man, it's been way too long since I have laughed like that. Ciel pats my back a little to help and I send him an appreciative glance. "Actually, I've always thought, that there weren't enough 'guests'." he admits while recovering slowly as I did as well.
"Not enough?" Sebastian asks in confusion.
"Yes, not enough." Undertaker replies while examining a fake face that shows the muscle tissue and brain in it that was near him. He flashes it towards us, "Internal organs, of course."
I wasn't all that surprised, honestly. I already knew that Jack the Ripper was cruel like such. Although, everyone else seem quite surprised.
"Don't you think that the eternally sleeping 'guests' that lay in coffins are so cute? My hobby is to take out the organs for research." Undertaker continues to explain.
I make a face of disgust at the word 'cute'. That's just disturbing to even think about. Everyone stares at the beakers of tea in apprehension that he gave them earlier. Lau appears extremely uncomfortable now and sets the beaker aside while bringing a hand up to his mouth, "This could have stored kidney before, right? A criminal could've given it to a loan shark..."
"It also could've come from the slums of China. That prostitute isn't a whole woman anymore." Undertaker informs morbidly. What did he mean not a 'whole' woman anymore? I wonder curiously. "Because her womb, is gone." Undertaker elaborates.
Shock runs its course through my body, and I take a step forward, "I thought they were simply hacked cruelly?! I never heard anything about a womb missing specifically!" I object in intensifying confusion.
Everyone turns their attention to me in wonder and some suspicion; the wariness mostly coming from my brother and Sebastian. I decide to shut my mouth before I dig myself deeper into a hole.
Undertaker simply smirks at my outburst, "It would seem so right? But no, the womb is most definitely missing. Recently, these kinds of 'guests' have been rapidly increasing. Their whole bodies dripping with blood, it's made me very busy."
"Let's just say that there aren't very many people out on the streets late at night. But accurately cutting out specific organs couldn't be done by a regular person, right?" Sebastian asks stoically.
"The butler understands well, I too feel this way." Undertaker moves to stand behind me, and I watch cautiously. He rests a hand around my neck and one around my waist. I had to withhold myself from squirming in this random closeness. "If he had to act within such a short time. He should slit the throat first. And proceed to cut open the stomach. It's easier to succeed this way."
Oh god, I think I am going to be sick. Undertaker's long hair tickles my exposed neck along with his long nails. This was so creepy; I really don't like him avoiding my personal bubble. Not to mention, he was talking about brutally murdering a woman and using me as an example. He even made slicing motions around the areas he mentioned with my body.
"From the looks of the culprit's work, that cruel accuracy definitely wasn't carried out by a normal citizen. It had to be someone experienced." Undertaker continues to explain. He then tosses a look at my brother, "You should've been able to figure that out too, Earl. It's very likely that the murderer is an expert. Maybe if he knew you were here, it could lure him out."
"He will keep committing crimes, he definitely will, unless someone stops him." Ciel remarks while standing up from the coffin he was sitting on.
"Can you stop him?" Undertaker asks whilst stepping away from me. "'The Notorious Noble.' Earl of Phantomhive."
I stand up after my brother, getting a glance of 'we're leaving' from him. I couldn't be happier to leave.
Sebastian grabs Ciel's coat and helps put it on him, "The world of darkness has the world of darkness's rules. He wouldn't murder random people for no reason. There must be an influence manipulating him from behind." Ciel states. "I won't be scared, no matter what tricks the queen's lackeys want to use, I will solve them all." he continues with a resolved gaze. He starts to walk toward the door to exit and I follow him to it along with Sebastian. Sebastian opens the door for us, and my brother takes one more look behind, "Sorry for intruding, Undertaker."
With that, we all walk out of the shop one by one and head back toward the carriage.
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I was squished in the middle between Sebastian and my brother. I am very uncomfortable; why would they put me in the middle?! It would make more sense to put Ciel in the middle because he was tiny. Madam Red and Lau sat across from us.
"Can't you scoot over further?" I ask Ciel while squirming in my seat.
A tick mark pulses against his head at the question, "For the third time, no."
I 'tsk' in response and turn toward Sebastian. My big ass dress was in the way, another reason why I was being squished. I decide to pick up Sebastian's arm which was at his side. He raises a brow in confusion, and I wrap it around my shoulders. That felt a thousand times better and he sweat drops as I relax further into the seat with a light sigh.
Everyone was staying at me oddly if anything Madam Red was smirking to herself. I blink owlishly at the perplexed looks I was receiving, "What?" I ask in confusion.
Ciel clears his throat with a slight glare at me till he relaxes his features, "What do you think after hearing that?"
Sebastian catches on to what my brother was saying and curls a finger in front of his chin in thought, "I've been thinking...the murderer should be 'an anatomical expert'. But also know where the police are when they commit the crime. The culprit could be taking away the organs for some kind of ceremony or because they're are with a 'black magic cult'." he deduces carefully.
I hum lowly in thought, "So a doctor? Or perhaps a surgeon could be the murderer? It would make sense since they know what to take out and where." I speculate. "I can't believe 'black magic cults' exist still, are humans that stupid currently? Jeez." I grumble with slight distaste.
Silence greets my ears once again and Ciel was staring at me with wide eyes. Did I say something weird? I wonder. I think I saw Sebastian smirk for a split second.
"It is something to think about." Sebastian notes.
Madam Red speaks up afterward, "Then right now, where do we start from?" she asks while her gaze kept flickering back and forth to me. I tilt my head curiously; it almost appears as if she were nervous about something.
She decides to focus her stare on Sebastian, "It's 'The Season' right now, there are so many people gathered at the capital." she frets a little. "As Rina mentioned, not only are London doctors' suspects, there's also the head physicians that aristocrats from all over could have brought. And not just doctors, students of medical schools could also be the culprit. Like Lau, there are many foreigners that brought weapons. But if we wait a week, 'The Season's' events will be over, and many doctors will go home."
I frown but I silently agree, although what made me unsure of her explanation is that she knew so much. It sounds as if she was trying to convince me of these things instead of informing. Something didn't feel right and I don't like it.
"We'll wait until then to investigate." Sebastian simply states with a curving smirk. I rarely see that type of smirk and it makes a shiver run up my back; I would almost call it dangerous.
"Why?" Lau asks, unsure of Sebastian's reasoning.
"There's no way we can investigate clearly during 'The Season'." he claims.
"Let's just say we can't investigate clearly. Shouldn't we at least be able to compile a report on the suspects?!" Madam Red counters.
"Please wait a moment." Sebastian interrupts with a mischievous quirk of his lips. "As the Earl of Phantomhive's butler, how could I not be able to accomplish such a small matter?" he asks rhetorically with a hand on his chest.
Madam Red and Lau stare at him in disbelief. I smirk, knowing Sebastian was fully capable of handling it. I notice my brother was also smirking; I wonder if ours appear the same briefly.
Sebastian moves his arm off my shoulders which I let him do without complaint. He continues with a closed eye smile, "Then, I'll immediately go investigate, and quickly research all the suspect's reports." he relays while sitting up from the seat.
Um, I was a bit confused about why he was standing up. The carriage was moving after all...
He walks to the door and my eyes widen in shock, "Hold up-" I get cut off by the sound of the carriage door slamming open and air rushing by.
He converses with Grell who was driving us back to manor until he finally turns back towards us with another signature smile. He hangs onto the door, his feet at the edge of the carriage, "Then, please excuse me if I leave now."
He's fucking crazy! I shout in my mind; my eyes were practically bulging out of their sockets. I simply watch as my brother makes a shooing motion with his hand and my mouth hangs ajar briefly at how calm he is. The door suddenly slams, and his presence was gone in a single minute. Madam Red and Lau begin to panic and stare at the window behind them, searching for Sebastian.
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The way back to the mansion felt longer than it should have been. With Madam Red and Ciel bickering most of the way. Grell was a terrible carriage driver as well, I don't know how many times I flew out of my seat almost. Not to mention, we got lost on the way!
We pull up to the mansion and I release a breath of relief. Finally, something that looks familiar, I want out of this carriage as soon as possible. Slowly we all get out one by one as Grell helps us down who seems skittish as usual. I flash him a small smile and he startles at it; he was most definitely the anxious type of person.
"Haa~ We're finally back home." Lau sighs out with a smile as he rubs his stiff back.
Mine was cramping quite badly also, probably worse because of the corset; I want to rip it off.
"We only arrived so late because Grell went the wrong way!" Madam Red complains.
I smile lightly and touch her shoulder, "Calm down, auntie. Why don't we grab a cup of tea and relax for a good bit, okay?" I offer happily.
She smiles down at me also with a nod in agreement.
I spot Sebastian not long after as he was dressed in black, it was not hard to find him in the light. "Welcome back. I've been waiting for everyone for a while." Sebastian greets with a bow along with his closed eye smile. I assess his figure to make sure he wasn't hurt from suicide jumping out of the carriage. He appears fine and I walk after my brother in thought. "Black tea has already been prepared, today's dessert is a European pear and blackberry buckle." he informs us while taking my brother's hat off.
Ah, the dessert sounds scrumptious, but I want out of this dress more than anything currently.
"H-Hold on! How did you get back here!?" Madam Red exclaims behind us.
I don't pertain much of their conversation, mostly because my aunt was in a state of shock. I continue to walk up to the doors of my home. I can reluctantly hear Sebastian steal my phrase once again from below. I snicker while walking inside tiredly, today was certainly eventful. I already knew Sebastian collected the list because he was simply amazing like that. It was a wonder how in the world he did, but I stopped questioning most of the stuff he did; no matter how impossible it was.
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(P.S. sorry for any grammar or word mistakes, I am quite tired and will clean it up more soon. ^_^)
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