Kuroshitsuji © Yana Toboso
OCs © reaper-of-lost-souls
A/N: Meh I'm bored again so I'm going to post another chapter (plus I have a bad case of writer's block and don't feel like writing right now). Anyways here's the next chapter! I bet you guys are excited to see the next installment so here it is. ENJOY!
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Sophie let out a soft groan, her eyes slowly flickering open as she looked up at the ceiling. She shifted her body and curled up in the sheets, a thin ray of bright sunlight shining into the room. Then she felt tight arms pulling her backward, the Undertaker snuggling his head into her back. She looked over and smirked, closing her eyes and letting out a yawn. "Are you awake?" she asked, staying still as the Undertaker shifted in the bed and set his head atop her shoulder.
"Hmmmmm~… Something the matter?" he responded, gently kissing her ear and then her neck.
"Yes," she sighed, shifting her weight and turning her body in the bed to look at him. Undertaker noticed the worried look on her face, watching as Sophie lifted her left hand and looked at her skin. She blinked in confusion, the marking gone. "H-how…" she thought, then shaking her head and deciding it wasn't a question she needed answered. "I… I need to leave," she told him as she slowly lifted her body off of the bed and groaned as she felt sore all over her body. "I-I –"
"Little maiden sit back down," he told her roughly, sitting up in the bed and grabbing hold of her shoulders. "You are in no state to take off."
"B-but…" she sighed, looking down at the sheets and biting her bottom lip. "N-no. I need to take care of this right now –"
"And what is that?" he asked.
Sophie looked up at him, concern in her eyes as she trembled in his arms. "I-I keep seeing them… in the darkness… I… I can't take it dad. I feel like my heart will break in two if I don't help them," she told him with an uneasy tone in her voice. "I n-eed to go collect their records and –"
"Not right now little maiden," he told her, "You're still recovering –"
"Well I don't care!" She yelled, tears starting to fall down her face as she continued to tremble. "I don't! I want to help them and the s-sooner I do so the quicker the dreams will go away… I hope…"
"Hmph," he thought, running a finger through her hair and tilting her chin up so she saw the light shining in his green and yellow eyes. Sophie's trembling increased as she stared into his eyes, feeling an unnerving feeling in the back of her throat. "You still need time to recover," Undertaker repeated himself, grabbing a sheet from the bed and gently wrapping it around her body. "But," he grinned, "it doesn't mean you~ have to collect the records, does it?"
Sophie blinked in confusion, looking down at the gray sheet that lay on her body as she clutched it closer to her body. "W-wait… oh," she realized with a light chuckle. "I-I don't know if I –"
"Call on him," Undertaker told her softly. "You are more powerful than ever… so call on him, hmmm~?"
She gulped, circling around on the bed and looking to the empty space in the room. "Marius?" she called out, looking around for him to show up. "Marius?" she thought in her head, her brother suddenly showing up in a blink of an eye.
"You called?" Marius tilted his head, looking at Sophie as she trembled under the sheets. "W-wha?" he frowned, "W-why do you seem different?"
"I-I'll explain later," Sophie told him, "but right now I need you to do something for me."
"Yeah anything," Marius nodded, watching as she grabbed something from under the sheet and pulled out a small scroll.
Undertaker raised an eyebrow at this, Sophie handing the scroll to Marius before tightening her hold on the sheets. "There are 7,700,000 souls written in that scroll. I want you to go and find their records and bring them to my office."
"B-but why?" Marius looked at her worried. "You… did you… what did that angel do to you?"
"I have been marked," Sophie sighed, raising her left hand and showing her hand. Marius watched as the marking on her hand slowly became visible, gradually turning into a faint crimson red and black glow on her hand. "Michael said something about 'releasing' that spirit that is inside of us… well I can feel it moving throughout my veins. It hurts Marius… it hurts…"
He reached out for her hand, suddenly being stopped at the Undertaker held up his hand to him. Undertaker grabbed hold of Sophie's hand as she looked up at him confused, the marking on her hand vanishing by his simple touch. "Continue little maiden," he whispered in her ear, Sophie nodding as she coughed quietly before looking back at Marius' worried face.
"I was sent into the lowest depths of the netherworld," she continued, "and… I saw them Marius. The souls that are trapped there because of us."
"Wait," Marius stopped her, "you're saying that the souls you destroyed weren't obliterated –"
"No those souls were," she told him, "but… this is different. Souls that are trapped and unable to be freed unless by my hand. They told me that father had been down there also, but he didn't want to save them and left them there." She sighed, leaning back on Undertaker for support as she thought to herself. "I don't know his reasons, but mine are simple. I'm going to do my job and evaluate every soul, even if it takes me the rest of my existence. Then I'll send them to their proper eternities or let them stay in the darkness where they've been for centuries. It's up to them."
"W-well alright I suppose," Marius said as he looked down at the scroll in his hand, "but… I don't understand your motives –"
"You can't feel their misery right now Marius," she explained. "You can't feel them calling out for help. This isn't the evil and damned souls I hear… it's pure. Bright light trying desperately to not be dimmed by the darkness around them. We may be demons or may not be, but either way I am making my choice to help them." She let out a huff, curling up in Undertaker's arms and grumbled to herself. "I know once I finish this I'll still feel souls, but at least then I'll know that I was able to send them off to their correct destinations. You understand me Marius? Probably not, but I wonder if even father knows what is going on," she told him honestly, "because this has never happened to us before… so… could you help me?"
"Okay," he nodded, "I'll grant your request –"
"I'll let her go when the sun goes down," the Undertaker told the boy, "… well? Go. You'll have a lot on your plate if you don't start now," he snickered.
Marius nodded and disappeared, Sophie letting out a tired sigh as she gripped Undertaker's clothes and closed her eyes. "W-where is Oba –"
"Don't worry," Undertaker told her, "he didn't escape. He's still here, but I'd advise you to sleep."
"Sleep, sleep," she grumbled as she shifted out of his arms and flopped onto the pillow, "always sleep. You're not letting me do anything anymore."
Undertaker wrapped his arms around her waist, pushing her body into the bed as his fingers stroked against her bare skin. "Don't act that way," he chuckled lightly. "You have to take it easy –"
"Well you need to let me go," she huffed at him as she pushed her head into the pillow and grumbled under her breath. "I'm older now. I'm not a child –"
"The last time I let a child go she died," Undertaker huffed sternly, tucking Sophie in before getting out of bed and began to put his coat back on. "I refuse to let it happen again… Sophia…" Sophie frowned, hearing the sadness in his voice when he used her name. Then he turned around and gave her a grin, such a false grin that she wanted to slap it off of his face. "I'll wake you up when you're ready. Now go back to sleep."
Sophie sighed and shook her head, shifting her head to the side so she'd be able to breathe in her sleep. "Whatever," she huffed at him, "good day."
"Good day," he chuckled back, standing up and leaving the room.
Sophie watched as he left, curling up in the sheets once he had walked into the hallway and whimpered quietly. "Just what aren't you telling me?" she mumbled under her breath, closing her eyes and trying to get back to the comfortable sleep she had been in while in the Undertaker's arms.
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"Ready?"
"R-ready," Oba gulped, disappearing into Sophie's body as she let in a deep breath. She looked over at the Undertaker and stood up, slipping her coat and hat on before walking out the front door.
She took her time as she made her way back to the shinigami realm, those leaving work late barely noticing her except for the loud 'clinks' and 'clanks' her shoes made across the white tilled floor. Once she made it to her office everyone had left for the day, leaving her to grumble at the stacks of books, scrolls, and stone slabs all over the room. "Oh great," she sighed, closing the door behind her and locking it as she walked in. "Better get started," she told herself, sitting down at her desk and starting with the first stack of cinematic books in front of her.
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"Serbus I –" Marius paused, scratching the back of his head as he noticed his little sister passed out on her desk. "Sophia wake up," he shook her, Sophie letting out a snort before yawning and gradually waking up.
"O-oh I feel asleep?" she frowned, looking down at her watch before closing it and letting out a sigh. "S-sorry. I must have passed out after the first few stacks."
"Here's some more of you," Marius smiled setting the stack down on the floor and noticed Sophie letting out a tired groan. "… If you hate this so much then why continue –"
"Because I have to," Sophie huffed as she grabbed the top book off of a stack and began to read through it. "I wouldn't have to do this if only our father did, but since he didn't I must do it. Alright? So don't tell me I shouldn't because I should –"
"Then would you like some coffee," he offered, "or tea?"
"Oh?" Sophie paused, a chuckle escaping her throat as she scratched the back of her head. "Y-yes coffee would be good… a-and some breakfast too?"
"Yeah sure," Marius nodded as he unlocked her door and began to walk out, "I'll have everything to you in a second."
Sophie smiled and looked back to the book, suddenly feeling a light knock against her forehead as she shook her head and groaned. "I-I'm sorry mast – Sophie for interrupting you, but you seem tired. Can I help with anything?"
"Well you actually can't since I need to fill out all of these records myself and Marius is collecting everyone on the list," she thought, "but hey I have an idea. You can organize the records if you want so I don't lose track of records I've filled out and records I've not."
"Okay," Oba cheered happily, dissolving into the room and began to walk around. "Oh wow! So many…"
"Yep," she nodded as she kept her eyes on her work and scratched her eyes. She groaned, feeling that she'd have to put glasses on soon enough if she didn't want to go blind. "I finished with those books over there so put them off to the side away from the others."
"Alright," Oba responded, walking over to the books and pushing them off to the side.
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"So I was – Marius what are you doing here?" Jericho raised an eyebrow, setting his papers down on a nearby desk as Alex did the same.
"Yeah why… wait is Sophie here or something?" Alex realized walking over to her office door and trying to open the door. He grumbled under his breath as the door wouldn't open, Jericho looking over at Marius as he only shrugged and went over to her office door.
"If you excuse~ me, but I have to work," Marius huffed, opening up the door and slamming it in their faces before they could look inside. "Here's the rest of the books," he sighed, setting a bunch of books to the side and sitting down in a chair. "… You've been at this consecutively for a week now. Perhaps you should take a break –"
"Not yet," Sophie huffed, "not yet." She grabbed the cup of coffee next to her and took a large gulp down, yawning as she set her pen back to the paper and continued writing. "The plan is you'll stay here while I go down to hell and get the souls. I'll probably lose a bunch who are destined for the fields, but if they prefer to stay in the dark then I will not stop them –"
"Hey Sophie," Oba pulled on her shirt to get her attention, "I-if a soul wants to stay here in the human realm then what would they become –"
"A ghost," Sophie shrugged, "or eaten by demons."
"Oh…" Oba frowned and shied away slightly.
"Why do you ask?" she asked him as she grabbed another form and signed it.
"… What if, and I'm just wondering of course, if a certain soul didn't want to go to the afterlife yet and wanted to stay and help… could they?" Oba responded.
"Hmmm~?" Sophie chuckled. "Well no one ever asked."
Oba nodded and looked over her shoulder before running over to Marius with a grin on his face. "Oh master," he began to ask Marius, "could you possibly bring me out today –"
"Why would I do something like that –"
"Because Sophie told me to ask you," Oba smiled happily, Marius looking over at Sophie who only grinned at him as she wrote on a record and set it aside. "Pleeeeease~? Pleeeeaaase~ master –"
"For one, little soul, I'd rather be called Marius or Serbus than master," he huffed, "and second… well if soror doesn't mind then I guess I can show you around." Marius stood up and scratched the back of his head, hearing yelling outside the door since no one could open up the door. "What exactly do you have in mind little soul –"
"I want to know this world," Oba told him. "Everything… how is it different? Is there a high power among you?"
"Why –"
"I-I… I want to stay," Oba mumbled meekly. "I want to stay with you or more with Sophie. I think I should, until I live out my life at least –"
"Well I don't see a point in that Oba," Sophie explained. "You're a mere child. You're life was destined to die three thousand years ago. To ask of a request is like giving Death a slap in the face –"
"Yes, but I'm not saying I'm cheating death," Oba huffed, "but only… I want to help you. Serve you master –"
"I can see why you think that," Sophie sighed, "but I would rather you don't. You have no business in staying in this world. Your soul should move on… you deserve sleep."
"… but –"
"How about you think about it little soul," Marius responded. "Perhaps a walk around will give you a different perspective. Vale soror."
"Bye," Sophie waved as she signed a form with her other hand, "and if anything goes wrong alert me." Marius nodded and ushered the soul into a shine of light, disappearing out of the locked office as she heard yelling outside. "SHUT UP OUT THERE!" she growled, the voices going silent as she mumbled insults under her breath. "I can't even think…"
"SOPHIE IS THAT YOU –"
"OF COURSE IT IS. WHO DO YOU THINK IT IS! –"
"WHY IS THE DOOR LOCKED –"
"ALEX I'LL EXPLAIN LATER. JUST… just let me work," Sophie sighed and shook her head. Then she heard shuffling outside the door before someone gently knocked on the wood.
"Hey Sophie," Jericho called into the room, "are you okay? –"
"Not really," she told him honestly, "but right now I just want to do some work, alright? I've fought off the beasts of the deep and now I have to explain myself to you guys? Come on now, that's not fair."
"… Alright," he sighed, "alright. Just don't kill yourself –"
"I won't," she snickered. "Now go run along and work, but if I hear someone knocking on my door again I'm not going to give them a good time –"
"Yeah, yeah," Jericho chuckled, "just don't rip out their lungs or something." Sophie giggled as she heard him leave, a sigh escaping her voice as she went back to the forms she was signing.
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"Hey master guess~ what!" Oba jumped around, rushing over to Sophie's side as she pulled her glasses higher on her nose to look at him.
"Yeeess~?" she asked as she looked over at Marius and then back down at Oba.
"So he showed me the city and it's very gross," Oba stuck out his tongue, "but then he showed me to the square and the cemetery and we had a great time. Oh! Then he brought me to Egypt and I have to say it changed. I was amazed… everything is so cool!"
Sophie chuckled, "I'm glad you liked it," she said before looking back to her work.
Marius glided over to her side as he looked over her shoulder, watching as she dripped wax onto the back of envelopes and sealed them with a press upon the hardening wax with her ring. "Y-your father's ring?" he decided to ask.
"Yep," Sophie looked down and inspected the ring on her hand, "lovely isn't it? His ring from Rome I'm guessing… A large thronus in the middle with the symbol of luna on top with the symbol of deus in the middle of the crest. Next, a smaller symbol is exercitus with a lituus sticking through it. I wonder why his family chose the symbols they did…" She let out a sigh and pressed the silver crest into the wax again, setting forms off to the side as she continued to fold them and add wax to the back folds.
"… Does this mean you're almost done?"
"I suppose," Sophie sighed and let out a yawn, "but I'm not done yet. There are still 6,569,741 of these forms I have to do."
"At least the cinematic records are completed," Marius offered.
"Yes that's right," Sophie chuckled. "At least… so you can go if you'd like. I'll finish up in another few hours and then –"
"Nihil, I don't think so," Marius shook his head. "I'm going to stay here till you're done… or at least till someone else shows up."
"Who would that be?" Sophie huffed. "I don't see why someone else needs to be involved –"
"This is a matter of Death here," Marius explained, "and you can't expect a human to complete this task on their own… you're a human~ aren't you?"
"Of course I am," she grumbled under her breath. "Geeze~… pushing my buttons aren't you?"
"Yep," he grinned happily. Sophie huffed and pushed her black rimmed glasses closer to her face, rubbing her eye as Marius turned back to the door. "Is there anything you need before I go and grab some more coffee?"
"… I think I have something for you," Sophie looked up with a smirk. "Go talk to Margaret."
"E-excuse me?" Marius gulped with surprise on his face.
"You heard me," she huffed. "Go talk to her for a few hours to keep yourself busy. Don't make me wink at you."
"Wink? What are you talking about –"
"Never mind," she rolled her eyes and pressed her ring more than necessary into the wax, "just go and talk to Margaret for a while. I insist~" Marius sighed and left, leaving Oba as he walked over to a chair and sitting upon it bored. He looked up before letting out a dramatic sigh, making sure Sophie didn't pass out with her face pressed into her desk again.
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"… and now I'm stuck here," Marius mumbled under his breath as he leaned against the side wall and talked to the receptionist behind the desk.
"Aw you were forced~?" Margaret pouted.
"W-well if you say it like that…" Marius mumbled his words under his breath as he shied his head away and blushed.
Margaret could only snicker, causing his cheeks to turn redder. "I'm happy to have you around Marius," she beamed. "If you need something to do I could use someone to sort files for a bit. It's not very hard."
"Yeah okay," he grinned, opening the door leading behind the desks and walked over to her. "So what would you like me to do first?"
"… How about start with the paperwork over there?" Margaret suggested pointing to large stacks of paper atop a desk. "Sorry about this, but I usually don't get help and I'd rather spend my evenings going home then staying here all night."
"Overexerting yourself isn't good for the soul. Just look at Sophia for an example," he chuckled under his breath.
Margaret giggled in response, "Yeah I guess… but she tries."
"Oh I know~" Marius snickered, "but some days I wonder if she'll die from overexerting herself."
"Let's hope not," she smiled, looking back down at the paperwork in her hands and filing it away in drawers next to her. Marius nodded and followed her lead, keeping his eyes on his work without looking up at anyone who passed by.
There was one person that would make his head spin, but he was too late to call her when he was grabbed from behind by a shorter woman. "Maaaariuss~" Sophie mumbled into his back as she kept a tight hold around his neck.
"You're done already?" Marius chuckled. "I'd think you'd be another few hours –"
"Uuuummbph," Sophie huffed, interrupting him as she nuzzled her nose into his back. "Let me just," she yawned loudly before smacking her lips together and pressing her head back into his back, "sleep."
"Oh you weren't kidding about Sophie being tired," Margaret chuckled as she set her paperwork down and wandered over to them. "If you have work to do I'd better leave you to it –"
"Nah it's okay I'll stay," Marius smiled. "I promised you so I'll finish the work I started. Fine with you soror?" Sophie only mumbled him a reply, keeping a tight hold around his neck as he stumbled backward slightly before going back to work.
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"… Where's Oba?" Sophie asked, rubbing her eyes as she looked around the white walled room she was sitting in.
"What?" Marius turned to look at her, a sigh escaping his him as he turned back to the stack of forms in his hands and put them away into filing cabinets. "Don't worry he's fine. I think Alistair stumbled upon him… or maybe Sasha. Either way he went out. Why?"
"… No reason," she sighed, standing up and letting out another yawn, "just… have you ever had a dream of falling?"
"Falling?" he looked at her puzzled, "How? — don't tell me you…" He quickly set the forms down and walked over to her, sitting down beside her and wrapping protective arms around her. "Pray, do tell me what happened in this dream soror."
"Okay," she answered him, putting him away as she turned around and stared into the corner of the room. "I can't tell if this was a dream or a memory, but… I was high in the sky, floating among the clouds and catching the dewdrops in my hand. I remember being in a rush, making my way across the blue sky towards setting of the sun. All of the sudden I was thrown down, tumbling from the highest heights to the earth below. I had looked behind to find gigantic white wings behind me, slowly turning gray as I approached the ground. I felt like a clipped bird and could not fly away, eventually closing my eyes and feeling lost and forgotten." Sophie coughed, gripping her hands tightly on her lap as she began to shake. "The sky was turning black, not the beautiful dark blues and white of the stars, but pure black. Fire reigned down from on high as I fell, a gust of the wind blowing me off course and landing upon the ground. I stood up and tried to brush the tainting color on my wings, but the color only progressed as it turned from gray to black. I began to panic, this couldn't be true. I… I had fallen, but why?" She rubbed her eyes and kept her back away from Marius, afraid to look at him as she choked back on the tears trying to recede down her eyes. "I-it was scary Marius. The light went away and I began to fall again, but this time it didn't feel like falling… I kept going. I felt a cool shadow wrap around me and suffocate my lungs. I could hardly breathe. I couldn't feel the ground anymore. It frightened me –… then I saw it," she gulped, "or it saw me… or perhaps I was it. I couldn't tell… a shadow glided around my head and took me graciously by the hand, pulling me along and whispering something into my ear… I couldn't tell what it said… I vanished, and then woke up." She sighed, "What could this mean Marius?"
"… Have you had other dreams like this?" Marius asked.
"Yes," Sophie looked over at him, "when I'm not having my usual nightmares. This dream doesn't feel like a nightmare though, but still… it has meaning to me for some reason. I don't know. I used to have this dream when I was younger, when I was with mom and papa… I don't know Marius." She chuckled nervously and gave him a reassuring smile before looking back at the wall, "It was nothing really. It reminded me of Oba or some reason," she shrugged.
Her back stiffened as he wrapped arms around her back, pulling her close. "If you would like," he whispered into her ear, "I will tell you what that dream means, but you mustn't tell anyone that I have told you." She nodded and turned around, staring up into his crystal blue eyes as they sparkled into her own. "… That is the story of a soul," he began, "that was destined to fall. It had to do so to reveal the Creator's works. The soul had two parts: good and evil. The good had fallen and the evil had risen to come together in the world… they are one in the same." He looked down at his trembling sister and pulled her tighter to him, running a comforting hand through her head as he continued to think to himself. "This soul is many things. Some have called it Death, others Hell, or perhaps Darkness and Chaos. This soul has no name, for it does not need one. When one becomes part of this soul they may lose themselves into it, either falling or rising from where they once stood. You should know that the minute Michael had released that soul inside of you a feeling of despair came upon you because you are a pure soul… an angel if you will. Perhaps this is Destiny or the Fates, but either way you must be careful. We do not know anything about this soul and it will do all it can to pull you with it. Thus you should resist everything it does and –"
"Marius w-wait," she gulped, "I don't think you should say that." Sophie lifted up her head and looked up at him, leaning her hands on his shoulders as she bit down on her bottom lip. "This soul was either created in the darkness or is the Darkness. Whatever it is, it wants to go into the light. I know I won't be the one who can do that, but someone after me may… which is why I feel this is my mission to put those souls back into their rightful places," she smiled. "I don't know where you came across this information, but I would hope that you'll stay by me even when I make the wrong mistakes. Is… is that alright?"
"Of course," he smiled. "I don't see why you'd think I'd leave you."
Sophie smiled, quickly giving him a kiss on the cheek before standing up and walking towards the door. "I-I'm going to head back to my office. When you're done do come by so we can finish the forms."
Marius nodded and stood up as she was leaving; going for the forms he had laid aside and went back to filing. "How do you know what her dream means?" Margaret asked, leaning against the door and startling him.
"Oh Margaret," he chuckled before letting out a sigh. "… I just know some things… Death told me – or I'm sorry. You call him Father here don't you?"
"I guess," she shrugged as she went into the room and grabbed his hands. He gulped, a giggle escaping her lips as she smiled back at him. "Let me help you finish. If she falls asleep again you're going to have trouble on your hands."
"Yes indeed," he chuckled, Margaret grabbing a stack of papers by his side and quickly placing them into drawers with a content smile on her face.
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Sophie took off her glasses and rubbed her eyes, standing up and clicking the light switch off. The bright glare from the white walls were irritating her; a sigh escaping her lips as she made sure the door was still locked as she stumbled over to her window and closed the blinds. She looked at the palm of her hand, a frown on her face as she graced her hand in thought. Even though the marking had disappeared physically it was still mentally there, plaguing her thoughts as she stumbled backwards and sat down. She let out a frightened squeak as she felt something in her chair, a growl escaping her lips as she realized what, or she should say who, was sitting in her chair and grinning at her madly. "Why are you here Undertaker," she pouted, deciding it was unnecessary to try to figure out how he got into her office without her noticing.
"Noticed you were done," he giggled, lifting his long boney hands and grabbing her arm, "so I decided to let you rest for a while. Come, sit."
Sophie sighed as she sat down on his lap, tilting her head back and closing her eyes. "You know I want to get this done –"
"You have been at this for a week and even longer since you've been back, you need to rest~" he cooed into her ear. The grin on his face waned as she only sighed at him, her hand gracing the top of her left hand as she continued to frown. "… Why are you so sad little maiden?"
"Sad?" Sophie huffed. "I'm not sad~… just annoyed, confused – Undertaker," she suddenly turned around and looked up at him, her crystal blue eyes sparkling as shinigami green began to swirl around her black pupil, "Why do I have to be this?"
"This?" he tilted his head playfully, "whatever do you mean –"
"This! Why, out of all the souls and bodies that could have been chosen, why do I have to be cursed with this other soul?" Sophie bit down on her bottom lip, tears starting to fall down her face. "I-I can't stop seeing them… I don't see why I have to be this. Why me? I-I'm so sick of seeing death and destruction… I just want to disappear…"
"Now, now," he sighed, keeping the grin on his face as he ran a nail through her auburn hair before tilting her head up to look up into his eyes. "Is that all~?"
"What do you mean by that?" Sophie grumbled under her breath and pouted. She let out a yelp as lips graced her own, the grin of a madman still plastered on the Undertaker's face.
He giggled at her before the expression on his face began to leave, a sigh escaping his face as he ran a hand though her hair again before cuffing her cheek. "Have you forgotten that you've asked those questions when you were a child?"
"W-wha –"
"Ah~ you must not remember," he chuckled lightly, "regardless you don't have to worry about those questions. If you want an honestly answer: you can only find the answer to your existence inside yourself and nowhere else. Others can say they know what you were made for, but it's for you to decide if they are correct or not, alright?"
"I-I guess," Sophie sighed, a smile coming to her face as she pressed her cheek into his hand.
"Good," he grinned, kissing her forehead before letting go of her head and letting her lean against his chest. "Now how about a nap~?"
"Nap?" she giggled lightly. "Well~… I guess I can spare a few minutes." Sophie shifted around on his lap till she was comfortable, her legs dangling off of the side of his lap as she curled up against his chest and yawned. He smiled as she quickly passed out, wrapping her hand into his and pressing them into her chest.
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"So Sophie I – Oh Undertaker you're here?" Marius nodded, closing the door behind him and letting out a sigh. "It is about time she gets some rest, right?"
The Undertaker only giggled at the boy, tilting back in Sophie's chair and keeping a tight grip around her sleeping form. "Yes I suppose so," he grinned as he set his feet up on her desk. "If you'd like to be of service you can start sending the records back to their proper places. Knowing little maiden she'll be up soon enough and won't sleep till everything is done."
"… I guess," Marius shrugged, setting down a cup and walking over to a stack of slates. "… You be good to her okay? I-if I'm going to go off and deliver these I can't keep an eye on Sophie… just… just make sure she doesn't do something crazy," he sighed, "Death warned me that she may and –"
Undertaker silenced him by holding up his hand before it disappeared back into his sleeve as he held her close. "I will," he told him with a stern voice, "I promise you I will."
Marius nodded before giving him a smile, chuckling as he scratched the back of his head and picked up the slates. "Alright," he continued to chuckle, "I trust you, better than that Jericho boy for sure."
"Why not?" he playfully tilted his head to the boy.
"Oh?" Marius chuckled nervously slightly caught off guard. "Because… because even though Sophie trusts him he's only been around to disappoint her," he shrugged, "but perhaps she likes that mystery for if he'll do the right thing or not. I don't know… but if it's between life and death I want her to be taken care of, so that's why. Also he wasn't able to get into this room and gave up. I don't know what his goals are, but for what soror is looking for in a mate she isn't finding it in him."
"I find it best to let the cards fall as they will," Undertaker smiled to him before giggling to himself. "I know that you won't want her to leave your existence as she yours. So let her make her own choices. It's not like you're perfect either little Serbus."
"… Yes Undertaker," Marius bowed his head as he thought to himself. "I'll keep that in mind…" Then he quickly left, the Undertaker giggling again into his sleeve and causing his chest to rise suddenly.
Sophie groaned as her head suddenly moved, rubbing her face in his chest and gripping his clothes tightly. "Hehe, sorry~ little maiden," he grinned, gently running a hand through her hair as she smiled in her sleep and shuffled closer to his hand.
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A/N: Aww~ more cutesy stuff I should say XD As always I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Sorry. NOW we move on to the plot =3 or I'll say EXCITEMENT =D I think… hmmm I'll have to look back at the next chapter I suppose ^^' Anyways SEE YOU LATER!
thronus – Latin – throne
luna – Latin – moon
deus – Latin – god
exercitus – Latin – army
lituus – Latin – staff