Kuroshitsuji © Yana Toboso
OCs © reaper-of-lost-souls
A/N: Just so you know: yes Sophie is still angry, but since Jericho is somewhat her boss and visa versa then she can't just kill him. Plus he's rather persistent… but I think that's all I need to say about that relationship. I'm sorry if I haven't been updating a lot. I can't really write my story as much as I would like (since my laptop was down), so I'm only reading chapters over. I'll be back to posting and writing and answering questions ASAP. And ENJOY! (sadly I don't know what else to say… ^^')
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Sophie yawned to herself as she walked over to her desk, sipping on her cup as she began to look over her paperwork. "Hey nice to see you early for once," she heard from behind as someone loomed over her shoulder.
"Hey Jericho," she yawned and sipped from her cup again. "Anything wrong?"
"… Actually there is," he huffed, stealing her cup, "because you're back to drinking coffee again?"
"I slept well, but there's still something on my mind… that's all." She grabbed her cup back from his hands roughly and drank from it again, signing a few forms and then handing them over to Jericho. "Since you're here take that," she said shoving them into his hands, "and by the way, how long do you plan on staying?"
"I'm going to be here till everything is cleared up between us," Jericho shrugged, "and perhaps longer? Still deciding about that."
"I see…" Sophie narrowed her eyes before shrugging it off and going back to her work. "Ugh~ guess what happened."
"What?" Jericho asked with curiosity as he grabbed a vacant chair and sat down.
"Chloe is back," Sophie grumbled, "and she's going to drive me up the wall!"
"Oh she's back from Argentina?" Jericho asked, "How was that?"
"Fine I'm guessing," Sophie shrugged, "but I don't know how long she's staying…"
"For a week!" they heard from behind, causing Sophie to shriek in surprise and bang her head against the wall of her cubical.
"Chloe!" Sophie yelped as she rubbed her sore head. "… geeze… Are you going to work~ this time?"
"That's boring~" she grumbled. "No, I'm here to get you into this," Chloe giggled holding up a white shirt and a skirt with a brown/red and white/gold pattern on it.
Jericho chuckled while Sophie shuddered with disgust, "Chloe… I'm not wearing that."
"Oh come on!" Chloe huffed as she twirled the skirt around her. "It's native! Oh you just have to try it! Besides that black outfit you wear all the time is an eyesore," she grumbled.
"… If I wear this, only once, will you stop having me wear things?" Sophie sighed.
"Yes!" Chloe giggled and threw the outfit at her. "Now come on to the bathroom!"
"Wait one more – aaaAH!" Sophie yelped, grabbing the clothes on her lap as Chloe pulled her off of her chair and swung her around. "Stop! You'll make me throw up!"
"Oh okay," she giggled, letting go of Sophie's hand as she was thrown across the hall and slammed into a wall next to the door leading into the women's bathroom.
"Look… I'm a bit busy and I think wearing this all day will make me look silly –"
"I know what you're thinking," Chloe winked as she magically pulled out another outfit from behind her back. "I have one for Jericho too!"
"W-wait," he chuckled nervously, "I-I think this is unprofessional to go around wearing that."
"Don't worry about it!" Chloe giggled.
Sophie groaned as she pulled herself off of the ground. "… Why?"
"We're going dancing tonight!" Chloe cheered and pushed her into the bathroom.
"What a secon! –" Sophie yelled, Chloe closing the door and keeping it closed with her foot. Sophie pounded on the door as loudly as she could, making a ruckus and trying to break the door down. "Don't trap me in here!" she kept yelling and screaming at the door.
"It will go by faster if you only put the outfit on," Chloe huffed, slowly smirking once she heard the woman trapped grumble to herself and stopped pounding on the door. "Now," she grinned, throwing the outfit at Jericho, "put it on."
"… And why would I go along with this?" he snarled.
"Because I am your elder and you love me," she grinned and giggled at the his ticked off face and the slight twitch of his eyebrow as he tried to stare her down. "Plus do you want Sophie to go to a pub alone… by herself… with little old me and a bunch of other men, hmmm~? –"
"Alright I'll do this!" Jericho huffed, "but this better not interfere with our work."
"Trust me shrimp," Chloe said in a monotone demeanor, "you two need a break. Now put it on, 'kay~?" she giggled.
"Fine," he groaned as he grabbed the outfit and walked into the bathrooms right next to the women's bathroom, obviously the men's, "I will do this… but we're not together anymore, you know that right?"
"I'll believe you once I see it," Chloe huffed, "now run along." Jericho shook his head as he walked into the bathroom, Chloe still holding the door closed with her foot as she waved to the shinigamis coming in early for the day.
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"No!" Sophie yelled from the bathroom as she held the door handle shut.
"Come on let me see," Chloe sighed.
"But this outfit is ugh and I can't be seen in this," Sophie huffed. "Come on! I'm too used to darker outfits anyways. Nothing in this outfit is black… I don't like it."
"Just let me see girl!" Chloe grumbled pulling on the door.
"… but I don't like it," Sophie huffed again.
"Hey come on," Jericho said from behind the door, "I don't like this outfit either. If you won't wear it then I won't either."
"Hey wait a second –"
The two of them paused, watching as the door slowly opened and Sophie poked her head from behind the door. "… Do I have to wear this? Can't I wear something else?"
"How about the kimono?" Chloe said. Sophie shook her head. "The Maltese outfit?"
"… Something more ancient?" Sophie shrugged. "Besides it is not time to wear all this festive clothing anyways –"
Chloe grumbled, "Oh alright! Just come out here."
Sophie sighed, opening the door and walking out of the bathroom. She looked over at Jericho who was wearing a similar outfit, except he was wearing pants and a small brown hat tied around his chest. She tugged on the bottom of the dress and grumbled, trying to look away from the stares. "Well?..."
"Awe so cute!" Chloe gasped, "and now –"
"Hey enough!" Sophie huffed back. "Something else! – How about that outfit you got me a few years ago?"
"Huh? Which one?" Chloe asked.
"The one that's black and has jangles –"
"No!" Chloe huffed. "Didn't you just say that you need to be professional around the office –"
"But it's cute~! And it fits me like a glove," Sophie quivered her bottom lip. "Right Jericho?"
"Ahhhhh…" he said, his cheek blushing as he thought about the outfit Sophie was talking about. "I ummm… that's not exactly something you should wear –"
"But it's cute! And if you want something cute then why not that?" Sophie huffed. "… Awe is Jericho embarrassed?"
"No!" he huffed. "I mean… hey if you want to wear it I guess –"
"Great!" Sophie giggled. "Is that alright, hmmm?"
"Actually yes! I want to wear my belly dance outfit also," Chloe smiled. "What's Jericho going to wear?"
"Don't worry about it," he shrugged, "I'll put something on."
"You better," Sophie huffed and flipping her foot around the corner as she walked back into the bathroom, "and it better match my outfit too. Now let me change – and girl get your butt in here!"
"Sweet!" Chloe giggled as she was pulled into the bathroom. Jericho sighed, looking at the time and grateful no one had come in to this level of the building yet.
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"Hey what's with that outfit?" Eric asked as Jericho stood outside of the women's bathroom.
"Oh this?" he shrugged. "Just something a certain little someone is making me wear… yet again," he sighed and shook his head, "and you are…"
"Eric Slingby," he grinned, "I work with Mrs. Serbus under William T. Spears."
"I see," he nodded. "Did you have a higher position before?"
"Yes," he sighed, "but I've always loved field work. I don't mind this… hey Alan about time!"
"Hi Eric and… ?" Alan tilted his head to the side and looked at the other shinigami's outfit. Jericho was wearing an Arab style outfit; wearing a light brown robe with a black and crimson red cloth around his waist. He had an old style kilij tucked in on the left side of the cloth and wore a colorful long cloth around his body and one end tucked into the black and crimson red cloth. He wore a light brown cloth on top of his head, pinned down by a black and crimson red cloth tied around his head. Jericho also wore brown leather sandals, which looked worn out and need to be replaced. "You are?"
"Jericho Serkan, the director for North American in the East. A little lady~ in there is making me wear this," he sighed as he ran a hand through his lavender gray and black hair, "but I'm not complaining. I haven't worn this in a long time. It's nice."
"Then hello," Alan chuckled as he held out his hand, "I'm Alan Humphries. I'm guessing you're talking about Mrs. Serbus?"
"Yes," Jericho chuckled and shook his hand. "Has she been good?"
"No problems whatsoever," Eric told him. "Though… Her and Mr. Sutcliff is probably giving Mr. Spears a headache," he laughed.
"Mister Sutcliff?" Jericho asked. "Don't you mean miss?"
"Yes he does!" came a voice from the stairs. Grell walked up the stairs and flipped his hair, suddenly pausing as he looked the new man over. "Oh who's this~~?" he grinned.
"… Jericho Serkan," he sighed. "I can see why Sophie speaks so highly of you. You were her mentor at the academy here in London correct?"
"That's right," Grell grinned. "Why are you wearing that anyways? –"
"Tada!" Chloe said triumphantly, jumping out of the bathroom and standing tall and proud. The shinigamis' mouths' dropped, staring at the outfit she was wearing. She was wearing tight dark blue and green bra and bikini panties. She had a light black fabric over her legs that hung over her arms, attached by gold fabric and gold bangles. Chloe also wore golden high heels and skipped a little as she spun around and showed herself off. "Hey Sophie come out here!"
The door opened, but then closed quickly again. "Why is everyone outside?" Sophie grumbled.
"What's with the commotion?" William growled as he walked out of his office and made it to the crowd of shinigamis. "… and what's that outfit?"
"…" Jericho sighed, tired of trying to explain things. "Sophie don't make me drag you out. We should start getting back to work."
"… I'm not sure about this again," Sophie sighed. "Do I have to wear this all day Chloe? Can't it just be tonight or something –"
"Nope! All day or no deal!" she giggled.
"But everyone will laugh," Sophie pouted, "and I hate being gawked at."
"No one will laugh!" Chloe chuckled, "Okay, bad answer, but you're hot so show it off!"
"… Meh…" Sophie sighed, slowly pulling the door back and poking her head out. "Oh god," she shied away and slowly retreated back into the bathroom. "Does everyone have to stare at me!"
"Yeah turn around perverts!" Chloe huffed, pushing on William's face and turning him away.
"What the hell!" William growled, getting snickers from the other shinigamis.
Jericho narrowed his eyes and pushed his way into the bathroom, getting a shriek from Sophie. Everyone turned back around and looked towards the door, not noticing Ronald as he snaked his way into the group. "Hey what's going on – Hot damn!" he gasped looking Chloe up and down.
"Oh?" Chloe turned to him, whipping her blue and black hair away from her head. "Thanks tadpole," she grinned.
"Tad-pole?" Eric chuckled, "I'm going to use that now. Hey tadpole how was your night?" he heartily laughed.
"Mr. Slingby!" Ronald pouted. "… Well it was great I guess," he shrugged, "and –"
The chaos paused as the door swung open again, revealing Jericho pulling Sophie out of the bathroom with her slung over his shoulder. "God damn it!" she cursed at him and kicked at his chest, pounding on his back and trying to get him to let her go. Then she let out an 'oof' as she was forced back on the ground. Jericho patted her on the head and chuckled, but still keeping a hold on her waist and keeping her close to his side.
Grell's eyes lit up in awe as he looked over Sophie's outfit. She was wearing a black and crimson red bra and bikini panties. The bra was tied around her neck and the black ribbon lay long against her back. She had a long light black fabric that fell down to her ankles, hiding off her legs and attached to her bikini. She had intercut white and silver designs on her outfit, silver jewelry hanging from her clothes. Sophie wore silver bangles and silver sandals that were in the style as her angelic sandals. She also kept a light black and crimson red fabric on her shoulders and pulled it tight around her body trying to cover herself up. "Sophie what is this!" Grell gasped with excitement and about to grab her in a hug, but Jericho took out his sword and pointed it at his neck, causing Grell to back off slightly.
"Jericho," Sophie growled as she tried to pull away from him, "damn we're not even together anymore. Stop being so protective!"
"Well I can't help it," he frowned as he put his sword back under his clothes.
"See told you!" Chloe laughed. "You two aren't over each other!"
"We're going slow!" Jericho and Sophie said at the same time, pausing for a second and looking at each other. Then they both coughed uncomfortably, blushed, and looked away, Jericho letting go of Sophie's waist and letting her push away from him.
"… Awe~" Grell smiled and fought off the nerve to pull Sophie in a bone-crushing hug.
"Grell…" Sophie sighed as she tried to hide her blushing face. "Oh god…"
"Hey guys –" Alex paused as he ran up the stairs, noticing the outfits Jericho, Sophie, and Chloe were wearing. "… so what are we doing tonight miss?"
"We're going dancing because Sophie over there needs to chill," Chloe giggled.
"Oh… alright," Alex sighed. "Hey should I tell Julia?"
"Yes –"
"No!" Jericho said, getting glances from the rest of them. "I mean… okay fine," he grumbled. "Go tell her… great."
Sophie grinned, "And also Margaret. I've been dy~ing to talk to her. Hey this can be a perfect time to show you around town."
"To the cemetery?" Jericho asked, "At night?"
"Best time to go see a graveyard is at night~" Sophie giggled and poked his nose. "Okay so Alex go over and tell Margaret and Julia. We'll plan on getting off of work by six and –"
"Ehem," Alex coughed in his arm.
"What?" Sophie sighed.
"The drinking –"
"Hey you'll be there right?" Sophie winked. "Now let's get to work. I need to fill out forms all day," she sighed dramatically and walked over to her cubicle, daintily sitting down and began to work.
"See you lovebirds later," Chloe winked and disappeared. The rest of them just paused in shock, Grell breaking the tension by rushing over to Sophie while Jericho and Alex talked among each other and walked up the stairs.
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"Now Ben… What's with the snickering?" Sophie growled, the shinigamis yelping and turning away.
"… What do you think?" Ben sighed. "So how many of the pills do you have?"
"Enough," Sophie shrugged, "but I'm quickly running out. I don't know how long they'll last."
"I see…" Ben sighed again, unable to turn his eyes away from Sophie's outfit. Then he blushed, noticing Sophie staring at him and then rolling her eyes. She pulled her black cloak closer to her face, trying to hide away the outfit she was still wearing. "It looks good on you, Boss."
"Thanks," she chuckled softly before letting out a sigh, "but I'm tired of being looked at. It's almost time to go… I better put some makeup on or something."
"Oh go do that!" Ben smiled, "and in the meantime I'll tell Jericho and Alex." He chuckled lightly, "The women can't stop talking about him."
"I know," she said with disgust, "but oh well. Life goes on. I'm going to go," she waved to him and walked down the stairs. Once she got to the E level she was greeted by Grell. "H-hi?" she chuckled nervously, "What's up?"
"Nothing," Grell giggled, "but I'm going to help you with your makeup. Since I can't go tonight because of Anne you can go for me! So you need to be extra sex~y~"
"Nah its okay," Sophie waved him off as she walked by and towards her desk, "but perhaps you have some makeup I can borrow? I only have basic colors and I want to try something new. Plus you need to tell me if I look alright."
"Sweet! Where?" Grell tilted his head to the side as Sophie picked up her things to leave for the day.
"Wherever, but here at the office. Hey," Sophie suddenly realized, "how about that fabric room? It's probably collecting dust if no one is in it anymore."
"Perfect!" Grell cheered as he grabbed his own things and followed Sophie down the stairs, "but how will we get in?"
"I have keys," Sophie winked as they hustled down the stairs and towards the level that had the room they were looking for. Once they got to the door Sophie took out a ring of keys and the door clicked, Sophie holding the door for Grell as he switched on the light. "Wow…" she thought to herself, "it's been a while…"
"Yeah…" Grell sighed with a longing look on his face, "I miss this place, but it's for the best. No one wants to make their outfits cu~stom made anymore."
"Maybe we should bring it back?" Sophie winked at him as she closed the door behind them and rushed over to a mirror. "I think we could! Sure I wear black all the time, but I can add other colors… plus my outfit is already different. Maybe I should go back to the suit and tie… I don't know."
"We have more time to think about it later," Grell huffed as he pulled out his emergency makeup supplies and set them down next to Sophie, "but right now you need to look good!"
"Hah! I already look good," she winked at him, taking off her cloak and extra accessories so she could start putting makeup on her face.
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"You sure about that?" Grell asked as he pointed to her makeup as Sophie fixed the black rose clip in her hair and played around with the green ring hanging around her neck.
"The makeup is fine~ Grell," Sophie sighed as they walked up the stairs. "Trust me I know this is a heavy amount of makeup, but this is how they wore it back in the day."
"Oh…" Grell huffed slightly. "Okay then… if you say so. The heavy amount of black eyeliner is getting on my nerves."
Sophie grinned, "I see…" Once they made it to the E level Sophie walked back to her seat and sat down, deciding to wait till the others walked down the stairs. "Hey Ronald," she said in a monotone voice as he walked in and sat down at his desk.
"O-oh hi Mrs. Serbus…" he answered as he kept his head turned from her and his eyes on the papers in his hands.
"… Is something wrong?" Sophie sighed.
"N-no!" Ronald told her.
"Aw come on, I know there's something wrong. Is it this outfit?" Sophie grinned when he shook his head slightly. "Thought so," she sighed as she tilted back in her chair, "but it can't be helped. You're a guy after all."
"I had a question though," Ronald confessed.
"Go~ on…" Sophie grinned as she sat back up in her chair and leaned closer to his desk.
"How old is Chloe?" Ronald asked.
Sophie paused before a wide smirk appeared on her face. "She's at least two thousand years old."
"Really?" Ronald gasped in shock.
"Yeah," she said it was if the age difference was normal, "and that woman took me under-her-wing as the term would be… or perhaps under-her-fin would be more appropriate," Sophie snickered. "Why?"
"Oh nothing… I'm about thirty three that's all…" Ronald mumbled to himself, looking at his desk and back at his papers.
"… It's nothing bad to be thirty three," Sophie shrugged, "Chloe never really cared about that stuff anyhow."
"Really?" Ronald asked.
"Yep," she grinned. "So did you graduate in 1874?"
"1877," Ronald chuckled, "I was held back a few times."
"That's alright," she shrugged, "Alex was also. Those tests were hard?"
"Well I changed the field I wanted to go into," Ronald shrugged, "but I graduated! Took me a few extra years, but it happened. Thanks to Mr. Sutcliff."
"It's miss~" Sophie rolled her eyes and sighed to herself, "and I wished you guys would recognize that –"
Sophie let out a surprised yelp as hands snaked around her shoulders, causing Ronald to jolt back by her sudden sound. "Hello Sophia~"
"Hello Jericho~" Sophie smiled, grabbing his arms and taking them off of her. "Hey Chloe," she smiled over at the woman standing next to him.
"Oh!" Jericho gasped suddenly, "I didn't notice you."
"You weaklings never do," she giggled to herself. "Are you ready?"
"Not yet," Sophie held up her hand. "I was talking to my young friend over here about calling Grell a she instead of a he."
"Oh!" Chloe nodded. "Go on then. It's a nice lesson to learn. Did you know boy," she kept talking as she set an arm on Sophie's chair and leaned into Ronald's face, "that it's more polite to call a man or woman by the names they want to be called? For instance, I would rather be called Chloe then Mrs. Obki because: one that's my first name and I don't like my last name, and two… because I'm not a misses anyways."
"Huh?" Ronald paused in slight shock.
"What she means," Sophie decided to explain for him, "is that she was married and has been a widow for… two thousand years?"
"That's correct," Chloe nodded, "and I know that I like girls rather than boys after that ho~rrid ordeal of having to be married. So if you try any funny stuff with me I'll have to pulverize you."
"See!" Sophie smiled at Ronald. "It doesn't matter if you're a guy or girl, but what you know you are. Be it man, woman, into men, into woman, whatever. Grell, isn't that right?"
"Exactly!" Grell grinned as he turned around in his chair and looked over at them. "A very good apprentice you are."
"So… what would you fit under?" Sophie asked, "I mean… just asking. I don't want to be rude –"
"Not at all!" Grell smiled as he scooted his chair closer to them, "but I figured Ronnie~ would know this by now."
"Know what?" Ronald asked.
"Clueless," Grell and Sophie shook their heads, causing Ronald to frown.
"I am ob~viously a woman who is trapped in a man's body," Grell said simply with a grin on his face. "… Do they have a name for that?"
"I don't think we do," Sophie sighed, "because the humans don't. They don't think of this stuff in this society… it's a shame though. It would be easier to explain things. I wish the societies would see that there are beings out there that are into the same sex, into both sexes, and etcetera, but then again we don't care about those things as much or shouldn't… right Chloe?"
"Yeah," she shrugged, "but there's still mean beings out there. In the past they didn't care, but I had to marry some geezer I didn't like anyways. At least you youngsters have it easy," she sighed. "I wish I didn't have to be pushed into a marriage."
"Hey! I amover here," Sophie snarled, "and it's not fun."
"And that's what makes it funny," Chloe grinned. "Come on! Are we over this and can we go now?"
"Alright whatever," Sophie shrugged as she grabbed her stuff and pulled her black cloak around her body, "only trying to make a simple point."
"Geeze," Chloe grumbled as she shook her head with her hands crossed over her chest, "'Making a simple point'. Just like your father."
"Oh is that a problem~?" Sophie pouted and then smirked as she gave Ronald and Grell a slight wave as they began to walk down the hallway. "Where's Alex?"
"Clocked out early to get Julia," Jericho shrugged, "and Margaret should be waiting for us."
"Then let's go!" Sophie jumped up and pulled Jericho along to the stairs, "and drink ourselves half blind!"
"… That's not why we're going," Jericho sighed.
"Yeah it is," Chloe grinned, giggling as Jericho's eyes narrowed at her. "What? We can't go out and have a little fun?" Jericho just shook his head and let Sophie drag him down the stairs and down the hallways.
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"Sexy girl!" Julia giggled, looking Sophie up and down as Sophie twirled around and then bumped Julia's side with her butt.
"Awe thanks! You're not too bad yourself," Sophie winked as everyone walked inside. "… are you sure this outfit is okay to go out with? You remember what happened in Honduras?"
"Oh yeah!" Chloe laughed hysterically. "That was fun!"
"Not for me," Alex sighed and grumbled to himself.
"Well this place is alright," Julia explained. "It's mostly a supernatural being hangout so I don't think anyone would mind your outfits."
"… So everyone will know about me?" Sophie huffed, "Oh great."
"That means I'll have to watch you closely~" Jericho smirked, getting a giggle from Margaret and Julia.
"Okay cool!" Chloe cheered as she pulled Sophie inside roughly with everyone following in behind them. Sophie gasped at Chloe's excitement, looking around the room at all the activity around the room. Luckily for her she was still wearing her black cloak around her neck, but Chloe was completely exposed. How she wasn't cold Sophie didn't know. "Over there!" she pointed, dragging Sophie to a big table in the corner and plopping her down in a chair.
"Agh!" Sophie yelped as she fell into her chair, Jericho catching it by the back before it flew back underneath her. "Oh… thanks Jay," she chuckled lightly as Jericho sat down next to her.
"No problem," Jericho smiled as he scooted his chair closer to her and wrapped an arm around her waist. "What will you be getting tonight?"
"Ummm… I'm in the mood for de I~rish brew," Sophie giggled with her horrible fake accent.
"Great!" Marius sat down with everyone else sitting around the table. "Just be mindful of the amount you consume Sophie."
"Gotch'a," she winked at him, placing her order with a waiter before everyone else did the same.
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After long fits of laughter and two mugs later, Sophie turned to Jericho and Julia with a smile on her face. "So~… Jericho have you told her yet?"
"Told me what?" Julia asked.
"We're back together Julia," Jericho told her before letting a sigh escape his lips. "I know that you and father don't approve but –"
"Hey I'm fine with my brother dating!" Julia held up her hand in defense, "but I don't see why you two can't be together. The most I heard about your conversations with father is he disapproves, but why?"
Sophie smiled, drinking down the rest of her beer before she continued. "You know how powerful the Serbus family is right?"
"Yes," Julia nodded in understanding.
"Well," Sophie sighed, "my family wants me to marry a man who can protect me. You know how I get. I can be fine one second and be unable to control my powers the second… sure I have been able to control it better over the years, but it's still a problem. Actually, Jericho could be on the list, but since he is not the head of his family and still in the parting stage… well that's why."
"It's sad that everything is like that," Julia frowned, "but aren't you the oldest, brother?"
"Yes, but for some reason father does not want me to become the head," Jericho grumbled. "Sophie, did I tell you why my father won't let me be the head?"
"No," Sophie shrugged, leaning her head on his shoulder and looking up to his eyes, "but you can tell me if you want."
Jericho smiled, "Okay. Father is old, several thousand years old now, and… he became bitter around 1100. You know about what happened then right? My father was fine with this council, these shinigamis, but then so many of our kind died. I am the tenth child, you see, and I had an older brother who he gave the oath to… but he was one of the first to go," he sighed. "He was one of the first Gods of Death to die under the council's rule. I was lucky to survive, but so many of us didn't make it. I am powerful, I will admit that, and I have been training for centuries to be powerful and take on the responsibility to be the head of the Shezmu family, but… father is against this."
"I can see why," Julia admitted as she took a swag of her beverage, "but have you tried convincing him?"
"Countless times," Jericho shook his head, "and I know that he was the one that got me transferred to the Americas." Then he surprisingly smiled, "but I don't regret it because that's where I met Sophie," he kissed her on the cheek before letting out a tired sigh, "but he still won't listen to me."
"I can try with you," Sophie smiled. "I may be a woman, but I have a say in this. If your father can't take it then we should just keep it secret till the time is right."
"And I will back you up!" Julia cheered. "I can't have one of my best friends and my big brother depressed over this. Plus father needs to know that there will be change. I can fee~l it," she shuddered.
Jericho and Sophie chuckled at Julia, Julia giggling when Sophie set her head down on Jericho's shoulder. "Thanks you guys," she chuckled to the two of them. "You're so kind to me… but I don't deserve it."
"Don't say that!" Jericho grumbled. "You say that all the time~ and I know that's not true. Even with that dark… whatever soul thing is in you, I don't believe you're bad. I won't. Plus if you're as evil as you say, what does that make me? A deranged lunatic?" he grinned.
"Yes," Sophie and Julia said at the same time, laughing at each other as Jericho growled.
"Hey!" he frowned, grabbing hold of Sophie's waist and pulling her onto his lap. Sophie squeaked, trying to shift her body away from his cold hands.
"What's going on here?" a young boy said, walking up from behind Julia and causing Jericho to narrow his eyes at him.
"Oh you're here Fillin?" Julia giggled as he chuckled back and sat down next to her.
"For now," he said, "but don't tell anyone that I escaped," he whispered to them.
"…Fillin?" Sophie said before gasping before she jumped off of Jericho and hurled herself at Fillin into a tight hug. "It's so long! You've grown – oh my gosh!"
"Sophie?" his eyes watered, accepting her hug as he wrapped his arms around her back and pulled her closer. "You're back? Oh my god! I've missed you!"
"Same here," she giggled back, letting go of his back and standing up.
"… Wow," Fillin said in slight shock, looking at her attire. "That's… wow Sophie. You're so beautiful."
"Thanks," she grinned as she pulled up a chair and sat next to Jericho, scooting closer to Fillin, "and you're not so bad yourself," she winked. "So how are things? How's the pack? Your father?"
"Father died," Fillin sighed, "Several years ago and I've been in charge of the pack ever since. Though the demons seem to be accumulating around here…"
"Yeah I have the same problem," she sighed. "Hey can I talk to you later about that? Not tonight, but I am trying to get as much information about the situation before they try something funny."
"Of course," he nodded and watched as Sophie took out a small booklet. "… You're the Dark Rider aren't you?"
"Yes," Sophie chuckled, "how could you tell?"
"I had an assumption," Fillin shrugged, "and I heard the stories. Plus I hear you have a little schedule book, so there you go."
"Yeah," she chuckled, "I would forget things if I didn't have this."
"Now how about a week from now?" Fillin thought, "Or rather two days from then?"
"Nine days from now would be fine," Sophie smiled.
"Great," Fillin nodded, watching as Sophie wrote it down in her book before putting the book back away in her bag.
"I have a feeling that whatever is happening around here will go down in a few more days, but even if I have to talk to you afterwards it's better than never. There will probably be demons and other creatures that don't attack and will rise up later, so better to be prepared," she shrugged. Then her eyes lit up when her mug was filled again by a passing waitress. Sophie grabbed her drink and glugged it down, Fillin and Julia laughing at her as she finished the mug in several quick gulps.
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A/N: Yep they're back together! You can thank Chloe for that XD I figure you guys will be asking 'you said this is UndertakerXOC!'. Well calm down! We're still not there yet ^^' Geeze… I like to build up to stuff like that =3 (and now I get pummeled by flying rocks and crumbled paper. *eeEEEPP!*) Anyways thank you for your comments! I hope you guys have liked the story so far. Go ahead and give me your comments on it. I feel I may be straying away from what I had depicted for certain characters, so if you feel that way too then tell me. I will gladly switch the chapters a little to compliment your guys' ideas. THANK YOU! X3 (and I'm sorry for not posting this on Friday like I promised. I was going to, but my laptop didn't work when it comes to logging onto . (I don't know why but it doesn't) So I will be answering your questions and posting chapters before the weekend now. I don't think I will be able to answer questions on a weekend. Sorry about that the inconvenience. I'll see what I can do there, but I won't be making promises .)
Kilij – Turkish – type of saber; curved cavalry swords