Summary: Catherine receives a visit from a powerful demon prince. His mission… to court her. The thing is… he's not half bad. But of course, not as good as Undertaker.

'Catherine Michaelis.' A deep voice intoned, making the demon witch turn from training her apprentice. 'It's been quite a while.'

'You…' Catherine said wryly, offering her hand to him. 'I never thought I'd be seeing a demon prince any time soon.' Lizzie peeked over at the man as he bent to leave a lingering kiss on her teacher's hand. Catherine pulled her hand away with reprimanding eyes.

He seemed to be well disguised, looking human enough, despite his red eyes. He was well-dressed with fair skin and golden locks that almost seemed angelic. 'Well, I heard you contracted a new apprentice. Is it a crime to check in on you?'

'If the King catches you then yes, it happens to be a crime punishable by death.' Catherine retorted smartly.

He grinned, showing off his gleaming canines and wolfish grin. Lizzie had to admit, he was handsome. 'So touched to hear you care.' He laughed before his sharp eyes found Lizzie's. He extended his hand and took hers, kissing it politely. 'You must be her new apprentice.'

'I am. Elizabeth Middleford.' Lizzie answered but watched the man distrustfully.

'I see. You may call me Prince. I must say, it is admirable, seeing such a young girl involving herself in witchcraft.' He flattered to which Lizzie blushed and thanked him.

'Well then, Prince.' Catherine stated, eyes lighting with a spark of suspicion. 'Why are you here?'

The demon stood and approached her, invading her personal space, standing close to her but not touching. Catherine wasn't fazed in the slightest but this made Lizzie nervous. 'To court you, my dear.' He spoke, reaching to caress her face.

She batted his hand away lightly. 'Rejected.' She smiled. The man smiled back, undisturbed.

'I knew you'd say that. You were always very stubborn and abnormally opinionated.' He chuckled, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. Her eyes flashed in warning.

'One does not simply come to me and expect me to be courted so easily.' The demon witch murmured, moving away to Lizzie's side. 'Besides, you might be a demon prince… but I am the only one of my kind. You, have no worth in my eyes.'

'Not yet.' He promised and with that, he dissipated.

Lizzie turned to her maid with a demanding nature. 'Should I be worried?'

'No.' Catherine answered smoothly but Lizzie wasn't deterred.

'Let me rephrase. Is he a problem?'

'…Yes.' Catherine admitted, forcing the truth from her lips.

'Why does he want to court you?' Lizzie asked and oh, how it seemed like an innocent child's inquiry.

'With a powerful witch at his side, he could easily gain the throne of hell and hold onto it. The most powerful demon gets the throne, you see and that happens to be my brother. The current King was my consort so my brother didn't fight him for my sake and went to form a contract instead. and now that the King's not my consort any more, he could lose the throne.' Catherine explained simply. Lizzie stared at her maid for the longest time.

'So he just wants you to ensure his power?' Lizzie asked, checking her knowledge of the situation.

'Yes, that's all.' The demon witch confirmed.

'You poor thing.' Lizzie offered sympathetically. Catherine merely sighed. Why does this happen to her? Sebastian was going to have a fit. God only know what Undertaker will do!

PART TWO

Over the next week, there were black and red roses left about in the Middleford Manor along with demonic gifts of all sorts. Catherine was flattered of course, mostly by the letters. Demons weren't like humans. Their letters weren't full of love but lust instead. But it was only when Ciel visited Lizzie one day that Sebastian frowned at his sister. 'I see a demon prince has been leaking pheromones all over this place. Courting?'

'Yes, he's been around the mansion, offering me things.' Catherine sighed, exasperated by now but she couldn't deny he was better than most.

'You are choosing a new consort, Catherine?' Her brother asked, surprised. Catherine was appalled.

'What?!'

'A new one? You didn't tell me that, lovely one.' Said demon prince drawled, materializing beside Catherine and putting an arm around her. She scorched his arm. 'Will I have to defeat him to earn your favour?'

'Yes, that happens to be a requirement.' A smooth rich voice spoke as an arm grabbed away Catherine. The demon witch twirled right into Undertaker's chest.

'Undertaker! How did you…?' She wondered in surprise.

'How you wound me, my dear! That I would not know if my own lady has been running with another man!' He teased her, making her bright red as she scowled. He swooped down and placed a kiss on her forehead. 'Worry not, I will take care of him.' He whispered, moving away.

Undertaker swept his hair back as he drew out his scythe from who knows where. The demon prince's eyes widened in understanding. 'My, Catherine, you chose a shinigami?'

'That she did.' Undertaker sang in his usual playful tone as he slashed his scythe in a downwards arc. 'Never in all the centuries I've lived have I had such a dear little wife!'

The demon prince raised his brows high in surprise as he dodged the large blade, drawing his sword. 'An elder shinigami then.'

But Catherine heard a different part of Undertaker's tease. 'Who the hell are you calling wife, you crazy fool?!' She yelled, her face blazing crimson in embarrassment.

Sebastian covered his mouth with his hand to prevent the laughter from slipping out. Ciel and Lizzie just watched in disbelief. Two supernatural beings battling in front of the Manor. Lizzie was lucky her parents and brother weren't home. Undertaker laughed madly even as he fought with his love rival effortlessly. He was quite enjoying himself actually. Everyone could see that.

'I'm calling you my wife, silly Catherine! Don't you remember, we married in the chapel before God himself!' The mad man continued to giggle raucously. Really, the idea of a half demon half witch getting married was bad enough. But in a church? Before God?!

'That's bullshit!' Catherine screamed, her face reddening even more. The demon prince was having a hard time with fighting Undertaker so he just ignored the teasing conversation.

'Now, now, my little wife! Even our children accuse your potty mouth!' Undertaker chided playfully, unable to resist. Even Ciel and Lizzie broke out in laughter.

'What children?!' Catherine spluttered, her face burning up with its furious blush. 'You're just lying your ass off!' At this point, even Sebastian was laughing.

'How could you deny our children! All twelve of them!' Undertaker lamented in giggles, swinging his scythe.

Catherine choked for several moments before finding her voice. 'Rot in hell, you damned idiot! There is NO WAY I am going to push out TWELVE children out of this body!'

'Really?' He said mock-sorrowfully. 'How about six?' he asked with hope as he slammed the unconscious demon prince into a tree with a skilled swing of his death scythe.

Her eyes widened in rage and disbelief. 'Undertaker, I am going to kill you!'