Kuroshitsuji © Yana Toboso
OCs © reaper-of-lost-souls
A/N: Ok this will be the last "filler" chapter, as I'd call it. I think I've introduced enough people that I can get a real story going! X3 Well I shouldn't call this chapter, and chapters previous, fillers, but I think it's an appropriate word for them. Besides, with all the ideas I've come up it'll be a while before I'll be able to call this complete.
Now I hope I can continue writing these stories like I have been. I've been falling behind in school writing these chapters, so I may take a break to catch up on work. At least I've finished these big assignments that are 15% of my grade! If I hadn't then this chapter wouldn't have turned up as quickly as it did. As always, I hope you like the story. Keep me posted on how you feel about this story and if you like it! Enjoy! =D
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Sophie walking into a pub as Rick and Maria sat down at a table towards the corner. She smiled, sitting down at a table and ordering some rum. "So how was the party?" Maria asked, taking a drink.
"Oh it wasn't bad," she shrugged, "Could have been better though. I just don't like parties like that. It's more fun to hang out with you guys then at some plush place any day," she giggled, sipping the rum that was placed in front of her.
"I see you're wearing a dress today?" Rick commented, sipping some beer. "It's very pretty on you."
"Thank you," she giggled, "I just felt like wearing a dress today. That's all."
Maria giggled, wrapping her arms around Sophie's shoulders. "Oh my little belleza is growing up!" Sophie giggled back, wiggling back and forth playfully.
"Hey White Swan!" someone said from across the room, causing the trio to look up. Sophie smirked, it was Andrés.
"Hey!" she smiled, waving at him. He gestured them over, signaling them to join him at the table. "Do you want to go over there?" she asked meekly.
Ricardo and Maria's eyes widen in surprise, "Of course!" they said at once, causing Sophie to chuckle.
She stood up, walking over to the table and sitting down. Rick and Maria ran over and sat next to her, curiosity in their eyes. "Hey Sophie!" giggled Karol next to her.
"Hi Karol!" Sophie giggled, grabbing her in a hug. "How are things?"
"Just great! The Juvéniles of Dance have been invited to entertain at several events already. It's probably because of the dancing we did at the Phantomhive mansion, right Charlotte?"
"Right," she smiled at her little sister, taking a sip from the drink in her hand. "I think we can thank you for that."
Sophie nodded, to Rick and Maria's confusion. "Yeah, at the party they invited me to dance with them, so I did," she smiled.
"But that's because you were crying!" Karol whimpered, "If it wasn't for that I don't think we would have met."
"I guess," she shrugged.
"Oh Aurora!" Karol said, causing Aurora to look up from her drink.
"Y-yeah?" she slurred her words as they slightly coming out in babble.
"Tell Sophie what Andrés did yesterday."
"O-oh yeah," she giggled to herself, taking a drink from the beer in her hand. "Andrés asked me to go with him to the party being held at Lord Chamber's estate. Are you going to go to that party? It's this weekend ~" she giggled, the drink slightly spilling on the table.
"Actually I wasn't planning on going, but if you'd like me to go then I'll stay for a few hours," she smiled, "but not a moment more," Sophie finished.
"Great! Then you can come with me and shop tomorrow. Where's your house?"
Sophie looked over at Rick and Maria, before looking back at them with a smirk. "The morgue."
"The morgue?" they gasped.
"A beautiful young lady like yourself is living in a morgue?" Frédéric frowned.
Sophie nodded, "Y-yes I do. My father is the Undertaker after all."
Aurora began laughing hysterically, her fits of laughter ringing through the room, "That's so funny! I would never have believed that… well that's okay by me. I'll see you there tomorrow then," she smiled. "How about 2pm?"
"Sure," Sophie shrugged, "Sounds like a good time."
"Good!" she giggled, her beer being thrown everywhere.
"Sorry for Aurora," Andrés sighed, "she gets this way when she's drunk."
"Oh its okay," Sophie smiled, "I don't mind. Just tell her tomorrow that she's to meet me at 2pm at the morgue to go shopping."Andrés nodded, taking a sip of his beer as the night progressed.
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"Hey dad can you help me get my corset on?" Sophie asked, putting her hand on her chest to keep the corset and her dress from slipping.
"Sure," he smiled, putting the book he was reading on a coffin and walking over to her as she stood straight. "You're not going to run away like last time? ~" he chuckled, taking the strings in his hands.
"No," she frowned, squinting her eyes as she waited from him to pull on the strings. She sucked in her gut as the Undertaker pulled with all his might, Sophie starting to feel faint, "Okay it's too tight… It's too tight! Ack!" He giggled hysterically as Sophie dug her hands into his arms to make him stop. Then he stopped laughing, causing Sophie to turn to him confused. She looked at his arms and saw trickles of blood coming from the punctures she made just a second ago. "I-I'm sorry…" she frowned, trying to turn around to inspect them better.
"Don't worry about it," he smiled, pulling tightly on the corset, causing Sophie to let out a gasp of unexpected air. She gasped for air as he tied the strings together. "There," he said, putting his hands on her shoulders, "done," he giggled, walking back over to the coffin he was sitting on and grabbing the book he was reading.
"T-thank you," she smiled meekly, starting to feel faint from the loss of air.
"So why are you going to one of those boring parties, little maiden?" he asked as he sat contently on the coffin reading the book in his hand.
Sophie let out a well needed sigh, glancing over to a cobweb in the corner. "Well Aurora is going to be going, and I'd like to show her around. Its crazy going to a ball for the first time," she smirked to herself, "People always pointing at you and gossiping. It's just easier to go with someone you know." Sophie smiled, fixing her dress and corset so it was less uncomfortable. She wore a dark blue and black dress. The corset she wore was the same colors as the dress, the corset blending into the dress. Most of her hair was let down, except for long parts of the front of her head. It was braided towards the back, the braid stopped halfway down her hair. She flipped the hair that was flowing freely in front of the hair that had been braided, hiding the tie she used to hold the braids together. She also decided to put the accessory Karol gave her on the right said of her head, completing the outfit. "Are you coming?"
He shrugged, "Not this time. You go and have fun little maiden," he smirked. She looked over at him and gave him a smile back. Then they heard a stagecoach pull up and stop in front of the house. "I think your white horse is here," he chuckled, as Sophie let out a sigh.
"I guess so…" she smiled to herself. She quickly walked over to the Undertaker, giving him a kiss where one of the wounds she'd afflicted on him was, then on the cheek. "Okay bye," she giggled, hastily running out the door.
"Bye," he said with a smile on his face, wiping the blood on his hands on his coat and going back to reading his book.
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Sophie smiled at Aurora, who was clinging tightly to her arm. "You're not scared are you? ~" she chuckled, Aurora giving her a death glare.
"No! It's just…" she sighed, "I don't want to embarrass Andrés, that's all."
Sophie chuckled, "Don't worry about little things like that. Just have fun!"
Aurora smiled, looking over at Andrés before letting in a deep breath, "Okay Sophie. I'll trust you."
"Hello Anne," Sophie smiled, Aurora coming up quickly behind her.
"Oh hello Sophie!" she giggled, as she sat next to a woman older with her, who had soft blonde hair and blue eyes. "I didn't know you were coming."
"Well I couldn't let one of my friends go to a party like this alone. So how are you Anne?... and Lady Rachel," she smiled.
"I'm doing just fine," Rachel smiled, "but do sit down. The night has just started, and if you keep standing you'll be tired an hour from now!"
Sophie chuckled, sitting next to Anne, which caused Aurora to sit next to Rachel. "Thank you. Rachel and Anne, this is my friend Aurora. She's here with Andrés. Aurora this is Rachel and Angelina Durless, a couple of ladies I met last time I was at one of these parties," Sophie smiled, content on finally introducing them.
"So you're with Andrés?" Rachel asked.
Aurora nodded meekly, "Yes I am. Out of nowhere he invited me. I wonder why…" she looked over at Sophie, who smiled happily at her.
"The other girls will be so disappointed!" Anne giggled.
"Yes probably –"
"Hello Lady Sophia." The four women looked over to see a man holding out his hand towards her. "If you're not too busy, would you like to dance?"
Sophie looked at the other three, rolling her eyes. Then she smiled happily, taking his hand with her long black gloves, "Of course I will. Anne, take care of Aurora for me," Sophie smirked, as the man escorted her to the dance floor.
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Sophie let out a groan as she leaned against a balcony right outside of the ballroom. She was tired of dancing and sick of every young man there asking to dance with her. Even Lord Chamber asked to dance with her, whom she couldn't refuse even though she had been dancing nonstop for an hour. She saw Anne and Aurora walk outside, both of them laughing happily. "Oh, hi Sophie!" Anne smiled.
"Did you get tired of dancing?" Aurora asked.
Sophie let out a groan, earning giggles from both of the ladies, "Yes. Everyone in there doesn't know how to dance. I'm getting tired of it."
"Yeah. It looked like a few of them were trying to land a ship into the dock or something," Anne laughed, while Aurora giggled.
"So how have you guys been?" Sophie asked, a wine glass in her hand.
"We've been fine," Aurora smiled, "Anne has been showing me around the place. I've even talked with some on the women here." She walked over to Sophie, cuffing her hand, "but I can see why you find these things boring. They talk, a lot!" she whispered, causing Sophie to chuckle.
"Yeah they do that. Hey Aurora, has Andrés danced with you yet?"
She shook her head, "He's just been talking about our dance group. Sto ottenendo molto stanco, sapete?"
"Yeah, capisco," Sophie chuckled to herself, "gli uomini possono essere assorbiti in loro proprio mondo piccolo."
Anne looked at them confused, "W-what are you saying?"
"Oh," Sophie smiled to Anne, "It's Italian."
"Ah!..." she smiled at them. "I didn't know you knew Italian."
Sophie smirked, "There's a lot of things you don't know about me," she finished, brushing Anne's nose with her finger. "Well I'm going to sit out here for a while longer. You guys can go back in and enjoy yourselves."
"Sure," Aurora shrugged. "Come on Anne. Let's get Andrés to dance with me," she smirked, pulling Anne with her as they walked inside.
Sophie let out a sigh; happy with the moments she had by herself. She looked out towards the sky, starting to get sleepy and drowsy. "Hello Lady Sophia," she heard someone say, turning to see a man a few years older than her dressed in a black suit. He had black hair, the ends wavy and messy, as if he'd just gotten out of bed. What intrigued her were his eyes, which were colored a dark amethyst with a soft glow of light yellow visible in his eyes. His hair was long enough to hid parts of his eyes, but short enough that it could be considered short hair. He bowed to her, Sophie looking at him confused. "My name is Dorren. I was one of the gentlemen who had danced with you tonight."
She blinked in confusion, then nodded, "Oh yes I remember you," she smiled. "Dorren, right?"
"That is correct," he smiled back at her. She looked at him, wondering why he was here. "Are you wondering why I'm here talking to you?"
"Ummmm," her eyes widened a bit, "Yes I am."
He chuckled, "Well your Aunt Crystal asked me to come and talk to you. She said something about you being available."
Sophie rolled her eyes, "She's not my aunt. Okay let me rephrase that, she's my blood-related aunt, but I don't consider her my aunt anymore."
"Oh you don't?" he wondered, "Why not?"
She let out a sigh, "Long story short, they threw me into an orphanage and I was adopted by the Undertaker. So any relations I have with the nobility are through the Undertaker, not them," she said rather sternly.
"So the Undertaker…." Dorren nodded, "Okay I see it now. Well if you would like to talk or anything, I'm here for you," he smiled with a bow, before walking away.
She glared at him, before turning around to look at the sky again. 'Such a strange guy… I don't know why, but he doesn't feel right. I'd better stay away from him,' she sighed, looking at the ground. 'Oh mom, I wish you were here with me. Why do I feel so alone?' shefrowned, feeling a chill go down her spine.
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Sophie smiled to herself as she walked in a vast garden, behind Lord Chamber's house. It could be seen from the balcony and was a very beautiful sight from above, a maze of different flowers, mostly roses, leading you out to the fields, but Sophie wanted to get a closer look. She giggled, plucking a forget-me-not flower from a nearby bush and inhaling its fragrance. She smiled, for no one was around to bother her. She brushed her hand through the flowers, singing a song as she did:
"Nulla lorem enim infantes
Super caeruleo nitidum caeli
Qui nunquam mutat accumsan
Cuius amorem non moritur;
Our terrena deficere possunt amici nobis,
Et mutare uaria annorum
Ut semper odio dignam
De nomine cordi gerit."
She paused briefly, hearing someone up on the balcony singing the song with her. She smirked; it was Andrés singing the song, holding Aurora's hand as he did. She began again, her words different then Andrés' because he was singing it in Spanish:
"No hay un hogar para niños pequeños
Sobre el cielo azul brillante,
Donde Jesús reina en gloria,
Un hogar de paz y alegría;
No hay hogar en la tierra es semejante a éste,
Tampoco se puede comparar con él;
Y todos están felices,
Tampoco podía estar más feliz allí."
She hummed the tune in her hand, the breeze blowing around her with flower petals flying around her. She danced around, her eyes closed as she swayed back and forth. "Don't worry mom," she smiled, releasing the blue petals into the air.
"Non obliviscar tui."
Sophie smiled up to the sky, watching the flowers blow in the breeze. Then she giggled to herself, walking out of the maze she wandered into.
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When the stagecoach came to a halt Sophie jumped out, waving behind her as she did. Closing the door behind her she let out a sigh, turning behind her and walking back to the morgue. She stopped, looking over at the gate to the cemetery. She smiled to herself, walking through the gate and up the road to the top of the hill. She stopped, trailing off of the road. She came to a gravestone and pulled out a few gladioli from her back, a smile on her face. "Hi Haden," she smiled. "I wish you were still here with me… I'm so lonely by myself. You never really told me if you were satisfied that the Undertaker is my foster-father, though I've always believe you're content with him," she let out a sigh, twisting the gladioli between her fingers. "There are so many things I'd want to talk to you about, experiences I've made and friends I've met. I wish you were still here," she finished, kissing the gladioli flowers and laying them on his grave.
Then she walked on, finding another gravestone. "I wish you were here mom," she chuckled, taking out a pink rose. "I think your sister-in-law is trying to marry me off, but I'm not going to allow that to happen. Besides," she smiled to herself, "I know you wouldn't want my life to end up like that, so miserable and alone in a large mansion. You've told me why you wouldn't go back, even though you had me and was having trouble financially. I'm scared though," she frowned. "I feel… so alone. It's a different type of loneness then just not seeing anyone. It's… like my heart is missing something," she sighed. "I don't know mom. I wish you were here to help me." She kissed the rose, setting in front of the gravestone. Sophie smiled to herself, walking back to the gravel road and up to the top of the hill. She folded her hands behind her back, staring up to the sky. A soft breeze blew through her hair, causing her shiver slightly.
"Oh my ~" Sophie heard someone say behind her, causing her to turn around quickly, "Now what's a young maiden like yourself doing –" the Undertaker looked at Sophie, mystified for a few moments. Sophie giggled, his silence causing her to smile wider, "Oh it's just the little white swan in black."
"Just a swan?" she chuckled, pushing her hair away from her eyes.
He smiled, wrapping his arms around her waist. She smiled, leaning into the Undertaker's arms and looking up to the sky. "You should have come in and told me you arrived. I was getting worried," he chuckled in her ear, causing her to shiver from his hot breath on the back on her neck.
"I-I just wanted to be alone tonight, that's all," she sighed. "Besides, the party was getting long and I was getting tired," she giggled.
"Oh is that so? ~" he smirked, "So how was that party?"
"Boring," Sophie shrugged, "and tiring. The first hour or so I was there I ending up dancing with, I think, every eligible man at the party. Most of them didn't even know how to dance!" She giggled to herself, "There were a few that knew how to dance, but every one of them was dull and boring. No passion, you know?" She let out a sigh, "So after a while I think they gave up. I wasn't giving them any emotion because they were all dull."
The Undertaker chuckled, "Is that so? ~"
Sophie giggled, hugging his arms tightly for warmth. "Mmmhmmm," she smiled happily. "Well that aunt and uncle of mine talked to me again. It was annoying and I wasn't in the mood, so I just gave them a blank and dull expression and they left me alone. Then there was this guy… well let's just say I didn't like him. After that I was just thinking about mom and Haden, so I had to come by and visit them, you know?" She smiled sweetly, looking up at him, "The mansion had this beautiful flower garden, so I went out and picked three flowers."
"Three?" he looked at her questionably.
"Yep!" she smiled, "One for Haden, one for mom, and one for you." She grabbed a bundle of marjoram from behind her back and handed it to him.
"Oh, marjoram. Thank you little maiden," he smiled, giving her a kiss on the cheek.
She giggled, "You're welcome." She let out a content sigh, closing her eyes and leaning into the Undertaker's chest.
He chuckled, "Are you tired?"
She shook her head, "N-no not yet," she smiled, cracking a smug look on her face. "I just like the scenery from up here."
"Same here," he smiled, holding her closely. "My little maiden," he began to say after a moment of silence.
"Hmmmm?" she asked, looking back up at him.
He let go of her, bowing respectfully to her, "May I have this dance with you?"
She giggled, blushing slightly, "Dance with you? Of course I will, Sir Undertaker," she smiled as he took her head into his and started dancing the waltz. Sophie smiled, a giggle escaping your lips, "I didn't know you knew how to dance."
"There's a lot of things you don't know about me little maiden," he chuckled, dipping her. She let out a gasp, looking at Undertaker's face amazed. He smiled, continuing to guide her with him in the full moonlight.
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Sophie let out a content sigh, happy to be in her normal outfit again. 'The dresses are ok,' she smirked to herself, 'but dress are too poufy for me. If they were slender and had less fluff added, then I'd wear one every day. Just because of what I have to do I can't go running around in fancy dresses. Plus it's horrible to get a dress dirty and it's harder to clean. I'll just stick to my normal clothes,' she smiled to herself. 'Now to deliver these cookies to Miss Robin. I wonder if they'll like that I added red frosting this time,' she smirked to herself, holding a tin can under her arm. Just then she bumped into someone, "Oh excuse me," she quickly said, looking up at the man.
She frowned when her eyes came into contact with the man's, amethyst /yellow eyes, but they were different from before. They sparkled in a way that sent a chill down Sophie's spine. "It's okay, it's my fault," the man said, quickly walking away.
Sophie looked towards the ground, before hastily walking around the next bend. 'That was the sixth time I've seen those eyes and it's only Wednesday! What is going on here? Is that guy following me, or are there other people around London like him?' she let out a sigh of relief as the orphanage came into view. She ran inside, quickly shutting the door behind her.
"Oh Sophia!" Robin smiled; handing a doll a little girl was having her look at and walking over to her. She frowned, noticing how pale Sophie's face was. "Sophia are you ok? You seem awfully pale," she said, putting a hand on her forehead, "and your head is hot. Are you ok?"
"I-I'm fine," Sophie reassured her, still holding her stomach uncomfortably, "Just… when I leave can someone escort me home?"
"Why?" Robin frowned, seeing the fear in Sophie's eyes. "Did something happen?"
"N-no…" she assured her. "Just…" she let out a sigh, "I'll tell you later. I just don't feel safe walking the streets alone."
Robin nodded, "Okay Sophie, we'll talk about it later. Now come in and make yourself at home." She cracked a smile. Sophie smiled back, still looking at the door with hesitance.
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"Thank you Rick," Sophie smiled, opening the door to the morgue.
"You're welcome Sophie," he smiled, giving her a quick hug. "Feel better okay? Once you do we'll go out to dance! What do you think to that?"
She nodded, a giggle escaping her lips, "Sounds great Rick." He nodded to her, walking down the street and disappearing down a house. She smiled, and then let out a sigh as she closed the door behind her.
"Back so soon? ~" the Undertaker asked, as he sewed a body's stomach back together.
"Yeah…" was all Sophie said as she set her coat on a rack and sat down on a coffin. She put her head in her hands, rubbing her head with frustration.
The Undertaker frowned, putting the thread and needle in the coffin and wiping his hands on a rag. Then he came over to her, grabbing one of her hands and putting it on his lap as he sat down. "What's wrong little maiden?"
She looked at him with a frown, before holding onto his hands tightly. "There… I think someone is following me." She looked up to the Undertaker, the expression on his face telling her that he wasn't pleased. "It's been happening for a while, starting last week. At first it was only once a day, but now it's too many for a day. I just thought we were running into each other because perhaps he was going to work or something, but now it's getting scary."
The Undertaker lifted up her hands and gave them a kiss, all the while staring into her eyes. She looked tired and worried, and more so frightened. "Who is he?"
She frowned, "He calls himself Dorren, but I think he's something other then human..." she finished. Her eyes widened with how he reacted.
For the first time he looked angry, gripping Sophie's hands tightly. She wasn't sure, but it seemed like he was looking off into the distance, before bringing his mind back to the room. "Dorren you say?" he said, making sure it was true.
She nodded. He wrapped his hands around Sophie's waist and pulled her into his chest, holding her tightly. "U-Undertaker?" her eyes widened, confused with his sudden actions.
"Promise me you'll keep away from this guy, okay?" he said, his voice sounding so genuine.
She nodded, hugging him tightly, "I promise."
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A/N: And this is where I stop *laughs evilly*. Okay guys what do you think? What do you think will happen to our little heroine? Well I'm happy I was able to finish this early today! And yes I know this song is modern, but I couldn't find any good songs that would fit well with the story. Plus it's a children's song so perhaps it'll work. =D See you guys! I'll be back for the next chapter X3
Belleza – Spanish – beauty
Sto ottenendo molto stanco, sapete? – Italian – I am getting very tired, you know?
Yeah, capisco – Italian – Yeah, I understand
gli uomini possono essere assorbiti in loro proprio mondo piccolo – Italian – men can be absorbed in their own little world
Dorren – Irish – stranger
Crystal – English – crystal
Non obliviscartui – Latin – I will not forget you
Gladioli – at a funeral, this flower embodies strength of character, sincerity, and moral integrity
Pink Rose – at a funeral, this flower sends a message of love, grace, and gentility
Marjoram – at a funeral, this flower conveys comfort and consolation
Song – "Above the Bright Blue Sky"by Albert Midlane (Latin and Spanish translation from goggle translator)
First paragraph/Latin:
Nulla lorem enim infantes
Super caeruleo nitidum caeli
Qui nunquam mutat accumsan
Cuius amorem non moritur;
Our terrena deficere possunt amici nobis,
Et mutare uaria annorum
Ut semper odio dignam
De nomine cordi gerit.
Second paragraph/Spanish:
No hay un hogar para niños pequeños
Sobre el cielo azul brillante,
Donde Jesús reina en gloria,
Un hogar de paz y alegría;
No hay hogar en la tierra es semejante a éste,
Tampoco se puede comparar con él;
Y todos están felices,
Tampoco podía estar más feliz allí.
English:
Above the bright blue sky, A Friend who never changes
Whose love will never die;
Our earthly friends may fail us,
And change with changing years,
This Friend is always worthy
Of that dear name he bears.
There's a home for little children
Above the bright blue sky,
Where Jesus reigns in glory,
A home of peace and joy;
No home on earth is like it,
Nor can with it compare;
And everyone is happy,
Nor could be happier there.