Chapter 9: Laced in Danger

Hey, I'm baaack! *laughs evilly then clears throat*

So, I decided to put a little extra fluff into this. I also put light OOC(out of character) for some characters. Hopefully you guys will like that.

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Catherine's POV

IT had been a week later. I had barely healed from the gun shot. Expected by a Demon Slayer bullet. Sebastian has yet to tell me why he is avoiding me.

A knock on the door woke me from my day dreaming. "Come in!" I said. I was sitting in bed with my reading glasses on(very stylish, pfft) and reading a book.

"I came to let you know that Ciel and I will be leaving in an hour to go to London. He said that you can stay here if you are not well enough to go back home." Sebastian said and bowed. He then turned to leave.

"Wait, Sebastian..." I called.

"Yes, m'lady?"

"Why have you been... avoiding me recently?"

"I'm confused, M'lady."

"Sebastian, you have barely talked to meet all week, and the night I was hurt, you started acting strange. Why?" He smirked at me. That stupid, signature smile...

"That night, you were hurt badly. I refused to cause you more grief and also, if I can put this plainly, you were very stupid to jump in front of the queen like that. One of the others were going to jump as well, but you moved faster."

"Grief? If I had let them save her, then she'd be dead."

"I suppose..."

"So, you are mad at me for risking myself like that. How was I suppose to know that they had the- That's it!"

"What is it?"

"I had Undertaker take care of my father's body. He was buried with the Demon Slayer. That mean he's still alive!" I jumped from my bed and quickly began to pull clothes from my dresser. I pulled my trousers on and slid the shirt over my head while my back was to Sebastian. I was surprisingly moving fast.

"My, my. Someone can move fast for such a bad wound." He chuckled. I just mumbled a simple 'shut up' and buttoned up my blazer.

I sat down on the bed and began to pin up my hair. Sebastian came and knelt down before me. He grabbed one of my boots and slid it onto my foot gently. "Sebastian..."

"I don't think bending on such a bad wound as that is a good idea. I'm only helping." He flashed me that signature smile again.

"Thanks..." I said after he finished tying them tightly. I stood at the same time as him and nearly collided with him. He quickly wrapped his arms around me and pulled me against his chest. I was shocked at first, and stood still, but I then slowly slid my arms around his waist. I could feel him hug me tighter. I felt that imaginary wall between us slowly lower.

The door opened wide and I pulled away quickly. Sebastian smirked. "What is taking you so long?" Ciel pouted.

"My apologies, Master. I was helping Catherine get ready. Are you ready to leave, Young Master?" Sebastian explained. I slid over on the bed some and stood. Ciel nodded. I wlked over to the door and put my hand on the edge.

"Take care of yourselves, Sebastian, Ciel." I winked and disappeared out the door.

TPOV

"Explain, will you?" Ciel asked tiredly.

"It appears that The Bloody Artist has yet to be exterminated." Sebastian spoke as he looked to Ciel in the carriage.

"So, he's alive? I thought you took care of him with his own weapon?"

"Yes, it seemed that way, but even I think there is more to it than that."

"So where was Catherine off to so quickly?"

"She had to go see the Undertaker."

"The Undertaker? What for?"

"He would know if her father is really alive."

"So, Catherine was shot with the Demon Slayer, so that gave her the idea about him being alive?"

"Exactly..."

xXx

The Funeral Parlor shook and bounced around on the streets. Inside Catherine sat watching as the Undertaker tried to catch his breath from laughing.

"Alright, so tell me, is he or isn't he?" Catherine asked impatiently.

"He was dead when I buried him..." Undertaker replied.

"But you-you 'operated' on him!"

"No, not on a demon. I sent him on him way down as soon as I took care of the minor things."

"You're a reaper! You should know if he's alive or not when you buried him!"

"May it be that he actually is dead, and someone just dug to take the weapon?" He let out a sly laugh.

"No, no one would do that. Even so, he wouldn't let that weapon go even in his eternal sleep!" another sly laugh echoed across the room.

"Did you know you are in the books to be 'reaped'?" He changed the topic quickly.

"Hey, don't change the- wait, what?"

"Yes, it is very true. I wouldn't be surprise if Grell came through that door in the next three seconds." Just as he said; Grell slammed the door open and held his chainsaw out in front of him.

"Bloody, fricking reapers..." Catherine sighed and stood. "I'm guessing this is the part where I either fight you or run through the streets while you chase me with that chainsaw?"

"Now, now, don't make it boring!" Grell Pouted.

"Too bad you're not the wimpy butler of Madam Red anymore..."

"heheh, no, I'm much better than that now!"

"Right. Now you're annoying, crazy, and in love with that guy!" She pointed to undertaker who was now choking from laughing too hard for me calling Grell wimpy.

"How did you know about that?" Undertaker asked.

"Please, it's so obvious. It was so much easier to... amuse you today. Also, it didn't smell as much of death in here today. It smelled more like Grell's joke of a cologne."

Undertaker began to laugh again, and Grell took that opportunity to swing his chainsaw at Catherine. She ducked quickly and heard him grind his chainsaw into a coffin.

"Not in here!" Undertaker shouted pulling out his scythe for safe measures.

"I didn't even want to do this at all!" Catherine shouted and pulled out a simple sword. they looked at each other for a moment before Catherine bolted out the door.

"Where are you going?" Grell chases after her.

"You said not to make it boring!"

She turned a few corers and made it out to the main street.

"Isn't that Cath-Casper and Grell chasing him?" Ciel asked. He and Sebastian were walking on the other side of the street and saw Catherine and Grell run by.

"Yes, I believe so, Master." Sebastian replied. "Shall we tag along?"

"I suppose." Ciel groaned. They walked across the street and followed them.

Grell and Catherine were blocking each blow attempted to be laid. Even Ciel was slightly surprise of how easily she avoided Grell.

"She's pretty good. I bet she's better than you, Sebastian." Ciel half teased.

"... Yes, master." Sebastian almost seemed to have missed the tease in Ciel's voice. They watched silently as Catherine tirelessly dodged every attack by Grell.

"Hmm, you just gonna stand there or are you going to help me or ask why I'm fighting with him. Maybe how my day's been, or what I found out at the undertaker's." Catherine shouted.

"How was your day?" Ciel asked.

"Ciel..."

"Fine, Sebastian, this is an order; help Cath-Casper!"

"Yes, My Lord!" Sebastian replied and attacked Grell. Catherine put away her sword and back away for a moment.

"I'm leaving, for now. I'll see you soon, Catherine!" Grell cooed and jumped onto a building and disappeared.

"How- idiot..." Catherine whispered. "Crap, I'm cut." Catherine grabbed her left side and slid against the wall.

"Why is it such a big deal?" Ciel asked.

"With the poison from the demon slayer in my other wound, I heal slower. This is actually a pretty bad wound."

"I'm still busy here, so I'll get Sebastian to take you home. I'll just return to the motel for now."

"No, I'm fine. I need to finish something while I'm here too." Cathrine stands up slowly and holds her side again.

"You're at least coming to the Motel!"

"So you actually do care?"

"No..." Ciel lets a blush paint across his cheeks. "Sebastian, carry her to the Motel. I actually have to stop by the Undertaker's."

"Very well, My lord." Sebastian replied and scooped me into his arms.

xXx

Catherine's POV

I lied in bed as Sebastian covered my wounds with fresh bandages.

"You seem to always get in trouble when I'm not around." Sebastian smiled.

"That's only because I want you to come in and save every time. I wouldn't get into as much of trouble if I didn't." I smiled.

He leaned in and grazed his lips against my neck. He lightly kissed my neck and slowly moved up to my ear and nipped it. He licked my cheek then kissed it in the same spot. I turned my head so our lips met. I felt his lips curve into a smirk. He pushed harder into the kiss. He asked for entrance by pushing even deeper into the kiss.

The door opened and I turned my head away and pulled the covers up to my shoulders and lied back down. Ciel walked in. I heard him chuckle and then make his was to the desk. I locked eyes with Sebastian and we both smiled.

"You seem to always be getting in trouble when we're around." Ciel said. We smiled even more.

"Yeah, I guess so." I said.

So, what did you think? I hope you guys liked it.

I guess there's never going to be an end to Cathrine getting in danger. :p

Just to clear something up, demons usually don't... 'get reaped'(lol need to fix this later), but since Catherine is a turned-demon, she can. She was originally a human so... yeah.

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