((AN: Flash Back. Once again. This is for the fans that wanted a liiiiiiittle bit more out of Undertaker. This is leaning towards the adults. So if you don't like sex, don't read. But no real...detail is mentioned. This is for the fans. And close friends.))

After another romantic night with Undertaker, I was left half awake in bed with him. He was already asleep which was amusing. But I couldn't help feeling saddened. I was afraid. Even though he was right next to me asleep. I couldn't help feeling alone.

I was reflecting on my time with him. It felt like forever. When I first met him, to when I started feeling romantic thoughts about him, to when I finally confronted him about the Bizarre dolls...

I watched Undertaker's chest barely rise as he breathed softly. My heart gave a sudden leap in my chest for the divine reaper before me. No matter how much I hated myself. No matter how much I thought I was unworthy, Undertaker would always interrupt those poisonous thoughts. Because he was right.

I refused to believe that he was just playing me, or just felt pity for me. Undertaker was more then capable of taking care of himself. If he had a problem, he would had told me before hand...And he certainly wouldn't had taken me in bed that first time. And he wouldn't had taken me back at when he was playing as the principle. I still wanted to smack him for treating me so unkindly at that time.

I soon reached out, lightly brushing his bangs away. His eyes were closed, not that I expected them to be open. He looked so relaxed before me. His aura was a beautiful purple. It comforted me so much. And once again I felt my heart ache for him. Why couldn't me and him just go back to my world? We could end this. We could live blissfully.

But that's not what he would want...

I felt my heart sink into my stomach. There was still games to be played with Ciel...Why couldn't he let them go? Ciel choose this. And I certainly felt no pity for him...But Undertaker did. It made me realize, Undertaker had more heart then I did...My eyes narrowed on a memory.

"Your cinematic record was quiiiite entertaining!...But..." Undertaker's eyes averted to Ciel. "All the same, it appears you will only bring misfortune upon the young earl here..." Ciel looked startled to hear that. Undertaker then raised his scythe. "So why don't we have you disappear?..." Ciel gasped, feeling completely helpless.

No, something was off about all this. Undertaker wanted him dead, but yet didn't. He kept...toying with them. If it had been my choice...I would have killed Sebastian right there in the ship and put Ciel on a boat after that. I cared nothing for the dark butler. This was reality, no longer a book of an anime. I was really here. That meant...At any time. I could die, or something unexpected would happen.

I turned my head, watching him sleep still. I wondered if reapers ever dreamed...If so, was it about me? Or perhaps... My eyes shifted to his lockets, that were attached carefully to his shedded suit. The blue hair of the infinity symbol that so beautiful shined in the dark. Claudia...

I had wanted to ignore the thought that Claudia was on his mind. But that was selfish. Claudia had been a part of his life. Whoever she was...Had a serious impact on who he was. I wondered if he saw Claudia on me more then myself. I felt tears rush to my face. I couldn't think like that. His aura had been pink...And when he would look at me...He wasn't staring through me anymore. He was looking at me, no one else.

I leaned over him, watching him sleep still. He was so beautiful. We were much more alike then I cared to admit. We both had a hidden madness. I didn't want to tell him, but I enjoyed the bizarre dolls being set loose on the ship. I enjoyed taking part in his madness. Because he was so beautiful in being insane.

There was still things he didn't know about me. I wanted to tell him. But I wasn't sure if he would understand, being from a different era...

The only true way he would know, was if he saw my cinematic record. The moment of birth, he would understand the things I saw. But he told me he couldn't see past the part where I first appeared in this realm. I didn't want him to die, never knowing who I truly was. I didn't need to know much about Undertaker's life. I loved the mystery surrounding him. And getting little bits in between was good enough for me.

Very carefully, I gently intertwined my fingers with his limp ones. The sound barely breaking the silence. I sighed, leaning down and gently pressing my lips on his cheek. His skin was always warm...

He softly stirred, his eyes barely opening. His hand gently squeezed mine in reassurance. I swallowed nervously. The thought of him not being there...I couldn't shake it off. I let out a painful sigh, tears going down my face. His eyes opened more wider and looked around, as though he was making sure I was safe. I quietly rubbed his bare shoulder, staring at his unnatural eyes. No words were spoken. None had to be.

But I was more then surprised as his other free hand reached up and lightly touched my stomach. It was confirmation he knew it was me. The baby lightly kicked against his hand. A familiar smile went over his face. I smiled back, wondering what he was thinking of. The baby knew he was there. No doubt could see his hand covering my stomach. Perhaps it saw shadows in the light. But it could hear our voices most definitely.

I then laid on my side rather sluggishly. The baby was a lot of weight to take in on my back. His eyes followed me. He could tell I was in deep thought. But still, we said nothing. I stared at his eyes for the longest time however.

His eyes were so devastating. That green and yellow shimmer was so beautiful. So old and wise...It contradicted his original self...Coming up with an idea, I brought the blanket over us both, including our heads. He seemed a bit curious. But what I was surprised at, was that his eyes were glowing in the dim dark. It made my heart jump into my throat.

So reapers naturally had a glow to them in the dark, so they could reap anywhere...Thats what made them so terrifying. It was also a bit creepy. No wonder in the manga when he first appeared in the coffin everyone was scared.

A rather amused smile went over his face, showing he knew what I was doing. And it just made the situation a lot more eerie. I lifted the blanket then, uncovering our heads. I couldn't help my curiosity. But I was taken by surprise as he leaned in and kissed me so gently, I thought my heart would burst. His eyes were now glowing, revealing his nature as a reaper. I was struggling to kiss back. Because It overwhelming.

The hand that was once holding mine let go slowly. Before rubbing and scratching at my arm, sending wonderful chills down my spine. The sound of skin on skin sounded so wonderful. This was how I wanted to remember him, being so tender, and comforting.

I let out a soft grunt as I felt a soft nip to my ear. I wasn't against him showing his love. As long as he was gentle. I wasn't the one for feeling pain. When he first tried to make love with me it was hard, because my stomach was hurting so much from butterflies, I kept fainting on him. And he wouldn't stop laughing at how adorable it was. The thought of a beautiful tall guy on top of you with some serious tone to his muscles...I felt my stomach do a flip and I inhaled hard suddenly.

I wanted to tell him to stop. But I couldn't. I loved him. And I wanted every memory to count. And he wasn't there to hurt me. He continued his spiral toward having another session with me. I could feel myself become shy as he topped me again. I still foolishly believed I was too hideous to look at when having these sessions with him. Since he was so fit and beautiful and I was still having my weight problems. But I had to give myself a break. I was pregnant. That was the main causes of weight gain.

And he never said one thing about my weight...So why did I hate myself?

I stared at him as he topped me, his toned arms on either side of me. His hair tickling my face. I watched as his aura turned the most brightish pink ever. It gave clue his intention was not lustful. There was a clear blush going across his face. I gave a soft smile, blushing as well. I could feel the tension of his hands gripping the sheets under us. I cooed softly, my hands gently caressing up his chest. My hands were tracing his scars. Because I knew how sensitive they felt to him. I felt him shudder under my touch. I knew it was pleasing him.

The pleasure was steadily coming. I could feel him jolting from every pleasurable touch. The higher I went up his torso, the more intense it felt. By the time I reached his beautiful face, his eyes had shut tight and his face turned scarlet. My hand tensed and I followed after. I felt him give one last shudder before his arms gave out.

I hugged his waist tightly, keeping him on top of me. I kissed him gently, knowing he would once again fall asleep. I wanted to keep him awake. But he was a male. Males usually went to sleep faster then then the female did in these sessions. I could fell him getting him off but I hugged him tighter, my voice finally breaking the silence.

"Stay..."

He didn't reply, but simply rested his head on my chest, his body relaxing against me. His eyes showed just how tired he really was. His pupils were relaxed, almost like a cats. His body wasn't that heavy surprisingly. It felt...comfortable with him on me. I didn't mind him relaxing on me. I wasn't concerned about the baby, since the baby was divine... The baby was fine with it, as it wasn't kicking daddy, I could feel it's heartbeat. It was just fine...

I gently ran my fingers through his hair, staring at his eyes. A gentle smile was there, showing just how much he cared. This was how he showed it, not with words, but that smile... He was just a ball of goofiness and love. Seeing his smile, you wouldn't think he was a dangerous Grim Reaper...I loved him for his quirks, His personality, his attention to detail. His laugh, his skills.

I could feel him breathing softly, his heart beating with one rhythm very slowly. I felt emotional. The sessions always left me like this. I supposed it was natural. He was asleep now, seeming to be comfortable on top of me. It probably made him very happy. I could feel myself starting to slip away into dream land. I sighed softly, closing my eyes and letting sleep take over, my arms still around Undertaker.

In the end, he was the Grim Reaper Of Legend. But also...My Grim Reaper Of Legend.