Dark: OMG HI ALL I'm baaaaaaaaaaaack BWUHAHAHA

UT: …..Undy…?

Dark: Ok enough with the Undy, Undy! Its disclaimer time! But first I want to thank all those who commented and faved me!!!! I LUFFLES YOU!!! And In honor of April Fools day, I'm doing not one, but TWO fanfics! That's right, there's going to be another fanfic coming out today!!! Now um… For the disclaimer…heeerrrreees SEBZ!

UT: Wait why does he get a cool name and I get something that reminds you of underwear….???

Sebz: Cause that's how cool I am….

Lights all shine down on Sebz dramatically.

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UT&Dark: Whoa….

Chapter Two -The Cats Out of the Bag

Darkness. It was everywhere. I tried to reach out through it but I couldn't move. I pushed many times, but my body was still. I could hear voices, a few of them, from somewhere above me. I tried with all my strength, and finally I managed to push my hand from my paralysis, only to find a solid form in the way. I reached in other directions, but more solid objects blocked my way. I reached up in the air, as I could tell I was lying down. Of course, my fingers met solid form, but this one moved if I pushed hard enough. It even gave a squeak of surprise. The voices quieted. I gave it another shove and there was a scrambling sound, and the object became lighter. With one more shove, I found light.

~In the Undertakers Shop~

The Undertaker chuckled as he sat, opposite his latest customers, who had come to speak on burying their dead cousin. There was a woman and man, and both looked terrified. Suddenly, the coffin under the woman made a noise, and the woman squeaked in surprise as she looked down. There was another bump from within, and in response the woman leapt away. The lid slowly slid free, landing with a thud on the floor. A small pale hand lifted up out of the inner reaches, and gripped the side, pulling the female up slightly. The Undertaker couldn't help but grin, even as the man and woman ran away screaming. He may have lost a customer, but that was very much worth it.

~OC POV~

I groaned as someone screamed annoyingly loud in my ear and ran off. Wincing slightly, I put a hand to my head. "Thanks" I muttered sarcastically. "I love waking up to people screaming in my ear…" I heard a laugh in response and looked over to see a strange man sitting on a coffin. He wore all black with a dark gray sash. His boots were black, belted, and for the most part hidden under his cloak. A very strange hat sat on his head, and His silver hair fell around him, his bangs covering his eyes. Looking closer I noticed a scar along his face and neck. I blinked in confusion and looked around. I noticed I was in a room filled with coffins. But that wasn't my concern. "Kiza?" I mumbled softly, and then repeated the name more with growing intensity as I found no answer. I leapt from the coffin. Bad idea. As soon as I touched the floor I started to fall. I waited to hit the hard ground, but instead my face met something soft and warm that wrapped around me. I blinked in confusion and looked up to see that strange man had caught me. "A…um…thanks" I mumbled with a small blush. He chuckled and steadied me. "If you're looking for your kitten, she's in the kitchen." I blinked in surprise but at that moment, said kitten emerged from the nearby doorway and leapt into my arms, purring. "Kiza!" I cried in relief as I buried my face into her fur. "I thought I had lost you when…" I trailed off. All of my memories from the night before hit me. The man with red eyes, the pain, death. I shuddered. "Why am I not dead?" I whispered. The man chuckled. "An interesting thing indeed. I believe that it might have to do with the fact that you have a caring companion." I looked confused at him and then at Kiza, who mewed. That's when I realized that her mew was oddly echoing. "What…happened?" I whispered as I looked at the kitten, who I now realized was partially see through. "It seems she gave up her life and gave that life to you." Answered the man. I was stunned. "So…she's dead?" I whispered. I couldn't believe it. What did I do now? I mean, at least she was still with me. And I was alive. I sighed as I remembered my dreams the past few nights. "I knew too…I couldn't save you though." Tears ran down my cheeks. Kiza mewed and licked at my face. I smiled weakly. "Thank you…"

I looked up at the man and realized he was smirking at me. I was confused, until I felt the sudden breeze. I looked down at myself, only to realize that I was missing a lot of fabric, only still having enough to cover the important bits. My face went red. "Eh?!?!" I squeaked. "H…h…how???" The man laughed as he pushed some black robes in my arms. "You might want to get changed. I don't mind though if you wish to stay like that." My face turned redder as I rushed to the bathroom, his laugh following me.

I emerged not much later, wearing a small black dress that reached my knees and poofed out a little. The dress tied around my neck, but had no arms. Instead I wore a pair of black gloves that reached up to my pits. My feet were clad in black ballet boot things, which also tied up to my knees. My hat I always wore was still on my head. The man chuckled slightly. "Why do you hide those lovely ears of yours?" he asked. My eyes widened, not only because he knew, but because he liked them. I blushed deeply. He shook his head and pulled out a black witch-like hat and swapped it for the one I wore in a flash, so that nothing was seen. "If your going to hide those, best be with something that matches hmn?"

I blushed again and nodded. "T...thankyou…your…very kind to me" I stammered out of emberresment. He smirked. "Well I think I should be responsible for my new employee" he stated simply. I looked at him in surprise, but he just grinned, and I swear I saw him wink at me. I couldn't help it. I leapt forward and hugged him, crying out my appreciation. He was surprised, but non-the-less hugged me in return. When I pulled away, my smile was bigger then it had ever been.

Several days passed in which I spent my time busy taking care of the shop. The Undertaker, as I came to know him, showed me many new and strange things when it came to understanding how people had died. I caught on quickly, eager to learn, since I had never had anyone teach me anything before. I never really touched the bodies though. My dream haunted me too much. After some time though, he did convince me to reach out and touch one. He held my wrist gently the whole time. I was relieved when the person didn't move.

The Undertaker was kind to me. I took care of the shop with a woman's touch. I cooked meals and did the shopping. And he gave me a place to stay, and even paid me. It was a dream come true.

Today, I was standing in the main room, humming to myself as I swept up. Kiza was playing with the dust bunnies as they floated around. The Undertaker sat at his desk, filling out some paperwork. Suddenly, he stood and grinned, going into one of the caskets and putting his finger to his lips in a 'shh' gesture as he closed the cover. I was confused, but my answer came when I heard the door open. I shook my head. Today was April fools, so of course he would want to pull his best joke. I continued sweeping as several people entered the room. I was surprised. There was a large crowd coming in, and a rather rich one at that. There was a woman dressed entirely in red, with hair and eyes to match. Following her was a rather plain looking butler, but something in his eyes unnerved me. There was a man who somehow reminded my of a tiger or something, he was obviously oriental. There was a young boy with a cane and eye patch that was dressed very nicely. But the one who caught my attention was his butler, a man dressed in a black suit that was free of every blemish. His face was perfectly smooth and creamy. His lips had formed into a casual smirk upon noticing me, and, framed by those beautiful locks of black hair, were deep red eyes, hypnotizing in their gaze. I shook my head to focus. "Um, hello, may I help you?" I asked calmly as I walked forward a step or two, carefully avoiding the butler's eyes. "Is the Undertaker here?" asked the young boy. I blinked, and for a moment there was silent. Suddenly, before anyone could react, I leapt forward and pulled the boy into a hug with a squeal. "AWWWW your so cuttteeee!!!!" I hugged him tight, my eyes sparkling. The boy was stunned and struggled. "P…Put me down!" He exclaimed. "Oops" I giggled as I lightly put him on the ground. He glared at me and then at his company, who were trying to suppress their laughter. I sweat dropped. "Um right….ok um Sempai!!" I called. The boy looked at me surprised. Suddenly there was a malicious laughter from the coffin as the Undertaker came out. I smiled, despite the others jumping in fear (except for the boy and his butler). "You have guests" I said lightheartedly. He grinned even more. About ten minutes later, I placed a tray of beakers of tea in the middle of the circle of people. I quickly learned all of their names. I sat casually near the Undertaker and listened casually to them. "So, what is your name?" Asked madam red. I smiled and held out my hand. "Amelia Vlad Rochenstire" I said with a grin. "But you can call me Ali." Ciel turned to the Undertaker. "So about that…" he began. "Oh! Oh! Is he talking about the new guests?" I asked with excitement. The Undertaker nodded and explained to the group about your new guests.

(I'm skipping through this it's the scene from the Jack the Ripper case)

You sighed softly halfway through. They were now talking about stuff you had already known, and you were bored. You stretched, and a thin black tail snuck under the table from your skirt in a way that nobody would see. Suddenly, someone, out of frustration, stomped their foot. Right on your tail. You gave a yelp of pain and jumped, now clinging to the ceiling. Your hat fell off, revealing two black fuzzy ears. Tears filled your eyes when you jumped down and held your tail. "Oooowwwww" you whimpered as you looked at the footprint on the squashed bit. Everyone was stunned. Suddenly, Sebastian stood up and walked over to you. Everyone was frozen, waiting to see what he would do. He looked into your eyes sternly and then….Began to pet you!!!! You instantly relaxed and purred, rubbing against his hand at some points. Everyone sweat dropped. 'Sebastian and his cat fetish' thought Ciel. Everyone relaxed back into their seats, the only difference being that now you sat at Sebastian's feet, purring as he scratched you behind the ears. 'I guess the cats out of the bag'

Ok let me know how that was and all! That was definitely interesting to make, and once I started, it was hard to stop ha-ha. Well, now onto that other thing I promised….