((AN: WARNING: HUGE ASS FLUFF MOMENTS. AND SMEX IS MENTIONED. CAN'T HANDLE THAT, DON'T FREAKING READ. WARNING: LOTS OF TIME SKIPS AND JUMPING BETWEEN SCENES OR WHATEVER...JUST GO WITH IT x.x))

"Undertaker...I knew."

Aurora's voice echoed off the walls of the basement. The zombie growled in a futile frenzy. It wanted to desperately to tear her open. To take her soul for it's own. It's covered eyes unable to see, yet sense her.

Undertaker continued to stare at her, wide eyed.

"I-I knew about everything... Y-You plan to put them on a ship for a test run..." She stammered.

Slowly, Undertaker's mouth turned into a frown. "And yet you still came down here...Were you trying to accomplish something?"

Aurora was surprised with that reply. But now, another question popped into her mind. "W-wait...You k-knew?...And...You said nothing?" A looked of realization was on her face.

Undertaker gave a low chuckle, shaking his head and wiggling a finger at her. "I did know m'dear. And I wanted to see if you had the courage to confront me...You continue to exceed my expectations..."

There was a long bit of silence. Aurora stared down at the floor, feeling stupid that Undertaker wouldn't have known that she knew. "...I came down here...To tell you, I want to assist you...Not to stop you..." She said.

Undertaker was taken by surprise. That, he did not expect. He paused for a moment, lips slightly parted as though the words died on the way.

She slowly looked up at him, eyes looking teary. "I love you...And I would do anything for you..." She said truthfully.

The paused grew longer, until a smile appeared. "Unexpected, but not unappreciated..." He replied, going over and giving her a peck on the cheek. "Come now...We've got a fussy child to deal with..."

Aurora took that as an invitation to help him. Her eyes lit up. "I won't let you down...I know how they work...You edited the records...They hunt souls..."

He gave a grin, before pulling out a small dagger looking death scythe. He lightly cut into the zombie, and the cinematic record pooled out. "You're quite perceptive..." It showed him in the Charlie Chapman outfit and dancing around after the end credits.

Aurora then gasped. "I can see them...Thats interesting...Humans can't see records unless they are the one dying..."

"That makes you extra special~..." Mumbled Undertaker, who was staring at the records. His eyes showing the madness within him. She noticed his aura had turned a bright gold. Was this the true Undertaker? Instead of being repelled by his madness...She was drawn in. There was a heart in there... She just had to draw it out somehow. "You can see the records because you /are/ dying, dear one..." He explained, earning a shocked look from Aurora. "What?"

Undertaker reached out, touching her cheek. "You're human side is dying...And your vampire form will take over. You will see things no one else can..." He whispered.

Suddenly the zombie lurched up, snapping it's jaws at Aurora. She gasped and backed up. "Why is it only going for me?" She asked, looking at Undertaker suspiciously.

"It was once human...It only goes for Human souls...A reaper's soul is far different...They cannot sence it naturally..." He said, his voice a whisper, a completely different tone from his original...

"...So why are you doing this? You want to see the after ending credits?"

Undertaker snapped his head at her, eyes slightly wide, before softening. "The curious always seek what lies beyond the "end"..." He said, his voice deep and slightly dark... He turned to keep watching the record, looking for faults.

Aurora watched him for the longest time, wondering why she was going to do this for him. She did love him. There was a loving Undertaker hiding in there. They both were lost souls, just forever wondering.

She reached out, running her fingers through his long silver hair, finding it eerily silky.

He slowly turned to look at her, a curious smile on his face. His bright eyes staring into her hazel irises. "Something on your mind~"

Aurora stared at him for the longest time, like time was standing still down in the cold basement. "...I'm thinking about when I didn't kiss you back in the forest...I'm regretting it..." She said truthfully, her eyes lowering.

His smile curved a little more, becoming a feline Cheshire smirk. "Care to rectify the situation?" His eyes were glowing. Just glowing. The candle next to them reflected off his eyes. Why was he so beautiful?

"...If you can guide me through it...Yes..." She nodded, shivering as his cold hands caressed up her face, gently stroking her cheek. Why was her heart racing?

He then brought their faces close, his lips barely brushing against hers. His warm breath tickled her throat and she shivered more, shutting her eyes. Her stomach was lurching. Her chest felt tight again. Was this what it felt like to be in love with someone? And to be loved back? Her body was hesitating. She didn't know about kissing him back still.

"You're so shy..." His voice sounding like a purr. He was so tender with her. Which was a big difference to his brutality he showed her a few nights ago...

"Only for you..." She answered, before kissing him full on the lips, standing on her toes to do so. Since he was so God damn tall. Her heart jumped in her throat. She had taken the next step, all on her own...

She felt him rake his fingers through her hair with his long nails. She shivered, her stomach doing flips and her chest felt constricted. It was hard to breathe.

Undertaker smiled under the kiss, before pulling away. He ruffled her hair, earning a whine. "That wasn't so hard now was it?" He teased.

.../\/\/\...

[Present.]

I stared at the beaker of tea in my hand. Everything felt surreal...

I was now helping Undertaker with the bizarre dolls...And he was allowing it...

I turned my head, seeing Undertaker sitting on his chair, looking at a book, most likely about the dead. Why was he so so obsessed with death? And why did he willingly let me help him out with the zombies?

I sighed audibly, rubbing the back of my neck. I was bored out of my little mind.

"Bored is a state of mind..." Undertaker said, startling me. "I know..." She mumbled, getting up and going over to his bookcase, pulling out a book and reading through it. Death was everywhere.

"How about we go to the forest..." He suggested. I perked, giving him a curious look.

.../\/\/\/\...

"...You want me to fight you, again? I'm not a match for you..." Squeaked Aurora, who was looking up at Undertaker, who was on top of one of the trees she grew.

"Doesn't mean you can't try...I'm going to count to twenty...You'll be the rabbit..." He grinned.

"I'm not going to enjoy this..." She mumbled, taking off quickly to hide.

5 seconds...

She ducked down into a hole in a tree.

10 seconds...

She breathed heavily, eyes looking around paranoid.

15 seconds...

Her breathing slowly calmed into quiet.

20 seconds...

Only the cold wind was heard outside the hole. She remained perfectly quiet. There was no way he could have heard her.

SLICE

Aurora let out a startled scream, the roof of the hole she was in was cut swiftly in half, the tree fell over, revealing Undertaker with his legendary death scythe from the manga. Her eyes widened at the sight of it. A long curved blade with a skull and spine attached to it...It was intimidating.

"Looks like I caught you, little rabbit." He grinned mischievously, his scythe raising up, before coming down upon her. She screamed out and raised a bubble shield, creating sparks flying off his scythe. Undertaker grinned wider, knowing he got her by surprise. Her shields would last a long time. He attacked again with his scythe, making her flinch and fall back onto the floor of the tree. Her shields stayed where they were.

Now Aurora was getting worried. He was taking this a bit too far. He had her pinned the the floor with his attacks. And she couldn't hold on much longer...

Again he brought the scythe down upon her. More sparks shot up. And Aurora was getting pissed off. Her irises reddened, and Undertaker smirked. It was time...

Suddenly, she disappeared from below his scythe and Undertaker looked around, startled. She moved just as fast as him?

THWACK

Undertaker let out a silent grunt as she kicked him in the back. He pivoted on his scythe and spun up in the air, kicking her in the face. She let out a painful squeak and backed away from him. She never expected him to do something so harsh...She rubbed her cheek, growling.

"Come at me harder...I know you can do better then that..." He teased her, taunted her. Did he really want her to fully attack him? Was he that mad? No shit.

She came at him, the tips of her fingers glowing with energy. Undertaker did not move, and took the full force of her open palmed strike against his body, his scythe protecting him. During this time, the strike had created a boom that echoed across the forest, scaring birds and critters away from the area.

He grinned, watching as his scythe sizzle a bit from the intensity of the energy.

She was using the element of air. And fire.

Aurora had done a move similar to this when she took karate. She then pulled her hand away, her energy fading. She grinned. "Good?"

"Oh yes...Myyyy tuuuurn." He grinned, swing the blunt end of his scythe and smacking her side, sending her flying.

Aurora squealed, using her powers to stop her in midair just in time, ignoring the ache in her side.

After a long awkward pause, She laughed, floating upside down to grin at Undertaker. She had forgotten she could do this.

"How you doooin'?" She joked, earning a playful grin from Undertaker. "Well now..."

She was getting more interesting everyday...

She then rubbed her hands together, before flicking her fingers forward, sending a giant gust of wind at him, making him skid backwards. He squinted and blinked, only to find her gone. She was fast...

His eyes lowered, feeling the ground below him shake slightly.

A vine snapped from the ground, wrapping around his foot, he brought his blade down, cutting it off. It was an interesting technique.

But suddenly, the ground stirred to life. The grass, weeds, and vines grabbed at his legs, locking him in place. He simply watched, fascinated. The strength she had in elements was amusing. She was experimenting.

THWACK

A grunt escaped his lips as Aurora appeared, elbowing him in the gut, just as he did to her. He didn't even sence her coming. Vampires were naturally fast.

Aurora's eyes were wide, her irises a bloody red, the black ring showing clearly. They widened more, before she disappeared. Undertaker didn't want to break free yet. He wanted to feel the full force of her powers.

THWACK

His body lurched forward as she had kicked him in the back. He could feel the nerve endings in his back flare painfully.

She was becoming more berserk. The smell of blood was stimulating her. THWACK Again, he was giving a kick to the back, more powerful this time. THWACK. A punch to the stomach. Even more painful this time.

When he finally had enough, he sliced himself free, only to be grabbed by the front of his hair, and felt something sharp enter his neck. Aurora had bitten him again...She was too damn fast.

Her vampiric side was telling her to take him out, to end him. And Undertaker knew this pattern as well. The first bite he received was a marking. But she was biting down on his neck, his vital area. His arteries...

Thinking quickly, he grabbed her shoulder roughly, and bit down into her shoulder, his teeth sinking in, earning a small gasp.

There was a long dramatic pause, before Aurora let go of his neck. Blood was dripping from her mouth. Her eyes were wide. He could see something in her vampiric side stirring.

He had bitten her back. And it was confusing her. The vampiric mind that was in control had only one logical answer. He was a mate. And she needed to back off. He definitely smelled familiar...

Suddenly her eyes softened, and she nestled into his shoulder, giving a small purring sound.

She was submitting to him.

Well, that was the end of that. Training was over.

He chuckled softly. So that was how you tamed a berserk vampire? Aurora continued to purr into his shoulder, acting like a content kitten. And she even had a actually kitty face going.

Undertaker then swept her up bridal style, earning a small squeak and a deeper purr. She wanted nothing more then to stay nestled against him. He was warm and the air was getting colder. And before they knew it, it was snowing.

"Thats a sight to see..." He whispered, watching the snow fall around them. A few landed in Aurora's red hair, making her look delicate and beautiful.

"Lets go home..." He breathed softly, his breath was visible.

Aurora made a chirping sound, looking at him curiously. Aurora was not there at the moment. She was going to have to learn to control herself. He chuckled softly, jumping from tree to tree, on the way back home.

[Flashback.]

"...Are you fucking serious..."

Undertaker had brought out a outfit of Charlie Chapman. And was putting the mustache on...

"...You look old with a mustache..." Aurora snickered, earning a pout from him.

Undertaker then turned around, undoing his robe and taking it off, showing some skin. Aurora rolled her eyes and looked away. "Do you have to undress in front of me?"

"We are in a relationship aren't we?" He snickered, putting on the outfit.

"Thats besides the point...You're tempting me to watch." She said, staring at the wall, trying to find interest in it.

"Is that such a bad thing?" He asked, poking her cheek as he passed her.

"Staaahp...Just tell me what I need to do..."

As Undertaker directed, she cut into the rotting skin of the deceased, making records pour from the wounds of the lifeless. It amazed her how she could see it. He would do odd dances in the outfit while she held the reaper weapon steadily and had it record images. It was a complicated procedure... She couldn't believe she was doing this for him.

When it was over, she pulled the weapon away from the skin, ending the record.

Suddenly, the zombie lurched up, snapping it's jaws at her. She gasped and backed up. She wasn't ever prepared for them... Even though these weren't the kind that would infect people...She didn't want to get bit just in case. Who knows what kind of bacteria was festering in their mouths...

"You don't have to be afriad...They can't hurt you...yet..." Undertaker said, tightening the straps more on the zombie.

"It's still a bit frightening...The human mind fears the unknown...It fears what it cannot understand..." She looked down, remembering how she was treated back in her old world...They didn't understand her powers...so they locked her up...

Undertaker took her hand, squeezing gently. "Such is life...You're not the only one..." He said, offering comfort.

Aurora smiled softly, squeezing his hand right back. She was able to give him full on eye contact now. It felt...comfortable now.

[Present.]

"We're home m'dear..." He said, going inside the shop and kicking the door shut.

He walked toward the back, still holding Aurora in his arms. She chirped softly, still under the spell of her vampiric side.

He made it to the bedroom, setting her gently on the bed. She blinked, feeling at the fabric of the bed. She looked up confusedly at him. Undertaker smirked and turned to leave, when she got out of bed with fast speed and clung to his waist from behind. When was the real Aurora going to come through?

Undertaker was surprised. This was highly unusual for a vampire to be this clingly... Even for a mate...

"...Stay with me?...It's dark...I don't want to be alone..." Her voice struggled to say through her own lips.

Undertaker's eyes narrowed, before softening. He turned around and lead her back to the bed. She got into bed, going under the covers and purring. But her eyes were focused on him. She didn't want him to leave her sights.

Undertaker sat on the bed, watching her. She was laying down her defences for him. She looked so helpless hiding under that blanket...

Soon, he was laying on the bed, next to her. And Aurora crawled out to cuddle with him, purring away. Undertaker thought this was amusing. Just how much longer was her vampiric side going to stay in control?

She started purring louder, and nuzzled into his shoulder. It seemed she was looking for something...intimate...

As time passed on, Aurora was making advances on him, kissing, nipping, caressing. It was only until Undertaker flipped them over and he was on top of her, that she stopped her advances. His hair delicately tickled her face. His eyes were soft. He knew what she wanted.

Suddenly, Aurora's eyes cleared to the golden hazel. A look of shock on her face. She didn't want this. Her vampiric side wanted it, not her. "Get off..."

But Undertaker did not obey, and instead, gave her a kiss. His lips were firm, and very warm. And his eyes were giving her such a tender look. She found her cheeks reddening. Her stomach clenched tightly. Her chest tightened. She kissed him back once gaining her composure. She felt something deep in her stirring, and spreading, until her body felt incredibly warm.

He then pulled away, and their eyes were locked with each other. A smile slowly appeared on her lips. "Why do you always have to be the dominant one?" She asked, earning a sly smirk from him.

"I am the Undertaker after aaaaall~ Dear Auroraaa~" Was his reply, before he pinned her to the bed and kissed her more forcibly. One thing lead to another...

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((AN: AHAHAHAAHAHHAHAHAHAHA I LEFT IT AT ANOTHER CLIFFY. Sorry dears. I won't be giving the actual sex scene. Just don't feel like it...Besides. I think I would die of a fucking heart attack myself. I WALKED IN TWO BLOCKS OF SLIPPERY SNOW TO POST THIS AT THE LIBRARY. HOPE YOUR FUCKING HAPPY. ))