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Headmaster

"Undertaker! Violet! How-" Ciel sputtered.

One of the prefects looked shocked and confused by her sudden presence wit the Undertaker. She unsheathed a dagger and idly played with it as she scanned the group, leaning up against the Undertaker's shoulder.

"Your as short as ever little Earl. Glad you survived the mess on the Campania." Violet commented.

Kira snorted in amusement at her words from her place behind her brother.

"Well, after you never seemed to be available when we came to speak with you at your shop I never guessed that you had hidden out at a school." Sebastian commented.

"Just a temporary position butler, I have no plans to stay here long." Undertaker said calmly.

"I see...Were getting off track. The real issue is why you all decided to kill Derrick Arden." Sebastian asked.

Violet sat on the edge of the arm of Undertaker's chair as they listened to the prefects reasons for killing the people they killed. Once they were done all the prefects fags and Ciel looked horrified.

Undertaker burst into laughter with Sebastian chuckling and Violet rolled her eyes with Kira at their reaction.

"What a amusing story! Killing for such a frivolous reason." Undertaker said.

"I agree. Humans provide the most wonderful entertainment don't they?" Sebastian commented.

"Who cared about that! Why would you do something like reviving the dead?!" Ciel demanded.

Violet sighed and tuned out Undertaker's explanation, which she had already heard when she asked that same question. She heard them bantering and closed her eyes for a moment. She was hating these stupid bizarre dolls more every moment that passed of this pointless conversation.

"I believe that I have given enough information to the payment received." Undertaker commented, rising and heading towards the wall with Violet hot on his heels.

Then Sebastian lunged forward to stop him. Seeing Undertakers grin she realized that this was all part of his plan and stepped off to the side with another long suffering sigh to let the boys play.

Kira joined the fray, fighting the bizarre dolls that attacked them. Violet stayed out of the way, she was more than ready to go home. They fought, again, and then Undertaker played his card by putting Ciel in danger to get Sebastian to abandon going after Undertaker to protect Ciel.

As soon as Sebastian moved Undertaker escaped through the wall, dragging Violet behind him as he created a reaper portal and pulled her through into the apartment.

As soon as they landed she pulled free and went to her room, shoving her clothes into her bag without a word. She heard the Undertaker come up behind her.

"What are you doing?"

"Packing. Now that your cover has just been blown we get to go home! So I'm packing my clothes cause the sooner we leave the happier I am. No more boredom!" Violet cheered, dancing around the room with her wolf and bag.

Undertaker leaned against to doorframe and raised a eyebrow at her. She fell backwards onto the bed and grinned over at him. He shook his head with a smile and went to pack his own things.

Once he was done Violet created a reaper portal and stepped through next to him into the closed parlour. As soon as the portal closed she let out a whoop and dragged the Undertaker around the room in a impromptu dance. As quickly as it started it ended as she skipped up the stairs with her bag in one hand and her wolf under her other arm.

Violet hummed to herself as she unpacked her things. Then she placed her stuffed wolf in the centre of her bed and smiled fondly, patting her gift from Undertaker on the head gently. She then headed downstairs to have a conversation with Undertaker. He was standing at his records book, still in his headmasters clothes with his bangs pinned back as he scanned the records intently.

"Oh Taker!" She called.

He looked at her and raised an eyebrow at her stance, hands on hips and brows furrowed.

"I am not the kind of person who when living with their friend would try to change every habit and rag on them about doing things that they enjoy. But I am warning you now, if I find a bizarre doll in this house I am going to personally chop it into a bazillion little pieces and then go outside and blow those pieces up."

Undertaker's jaw dropped slightly before dissolving into laughter. "Well, well. You sure you can hold to that threat?"

"Positive."

"Even if it makes me sad? Would you really do that to your dearest friend without remorse?" Undertaker asked as he slowly began to stroll towards her.

"Nothing you say could make me feel remorse for destroying those things. One bit me! Or, at least tried to. I crushed it before it could."

"Is that so? So nothing I say...or do... will convince you not to harm my prototype?" He asked with a evil smile as he moved steadily closer.

Violet was starting to wonder if it was the smartest to outright threaten him like that. Something about the gleeful look in his eyes worried her. She slowly began moving backwards for every step he advanced.

"Because I'm not so willing to give up my experiment. I'm rather fond of the boy, I even named him junior." He mused, voice and posture completely relaxed as he steadily closed in on her.

Violet was definitely worried now. She retreated at a faster rate, trying to navigate her way to the staircase.

"I-I don't want them around. They don't like me and they try to eat me." She offered up feebly.

Undertaker's grin widened. Violet blinked, momentarily confused until her back hit the wall. She jerked to look and realized that she was way off. At least seven feet from the staircase. Crap. She slowly inched sideways as he approached, speed not changing.

"Hmm well if I promise to make him leave you alone and keep him in my special cellar will you be fine with him?" He inquired.

"I...um..." Violet tried as he came only a step or two away.

A last ditch effort, she turned and planned to bolt up the stairs but was stopped by a hand slamming against the wall in her way. She spun to face him and saw him grinning wickedly as he placed his other hand on the wall and effectively caging her between his arms.

"What was that?" He teased, eyes dancing with mirth and something else...

"Eep!" She squeaked.

He leaned his head forward and gently pressed his forehead to hers.

"But that makes me so sad! Are you suuuuuure you don't want to reconsider? There's still time to change your mind." Undertaker whispered.

Violet's eyes were tripled in size as she tried, and failed, to stop her face from blushing cherry red at their close proximity to each other. He raised a eyebrow at her reaction and she dropped her eyes, humiliated and angry with herself. He wasn't a idiot, he would figure out why she reacted the way she did.

He laughed softly and tilted her chin back up with one finger. Their eyes met.

"Times up." He whispered huskily and then leaned down those two inches and pressed his lips to hers.

Violet didn't think her eyes would widen any more than they had when Undertaker touched his forehead to hers. She was wrong. When his lips touched hers Violet's eyes nearly popped out of her head.

Moments later he pulled back a couple of centimetres. His gaze holding hers.

"Are you angry with me now?" He murmured.

"Um..." Violet desperately tried to make her brain focus.

"Because I would be rather sad if the girl that I loved got mad at me for kissing her."

"Love?!"

"Especially since I want to do it again, this time with her permission."

"Again?!"

Undertaker grinned at her reaction. Violet simply blinked and tried to force her brain to think like a rational thing and tell her that this was crazy. It did not comply to her wishes.

"Violet." He softly singsonged to pull her attention back to his words.

"You-..." Violet couldn't seem to ask her question.

"I..." He promoted.

"You...you love me?" She managed to ask her blush getting stronger somehow.

"I believe that was the word I used." He teased.

"Your not trying to trick me..right?"

The amusement in his gaze turned into something more serious.

"Violet, I would never joke about something like that. You mean to much to me to ever consider playing with your feelings."

"Oh..."

Undertaker sighed softly. "Violet, if you want me to stop, to leave you alone and never bring this up again say the word. If you need time to think about it just tell me. I would never push you, especially about something as serious as this. The only thing I ask is that you don't toy with me. Tell me the truth and don't play with my feelings. That's all I ask."

Violet opened her mouth but no words came out.

"I see. I'll leave you be now." He whispered, starting to straighten up.

"No!" Violet blurted before she could think.

Her hands reached up and grasped his shoulders, fisting the fabric in her hands. Undertaker instantly stopped and met Violet eyes in surprise. She bit her lip before speaking, now was not the time to be embarrassed.

"No. I-I love you. I was just surprised when you..." Violet trailed off in embarrassment.

Undertaker's eyes brightened and he smirked in amusement.

"When I kissed you?" He teased.

"...yes."

"And do I have your permission to do it again?"

Violet blinked and gave a tiny almost unseen nod. Undertakers grin widened.

"Ah, ah. I need to hear you answer with wooords~." He sang.

Violet glared at him and made Undertaker chuckle.

"It's very easy m'dear. It goes like this: Yes. That's all you have to say, one word."

Violet cleared her throat.

"Three letters m'dear a-"

"Yes." She interrupted.

Undertaker smiled and leaned forward, less that a centimetre from her he stopped for a second to speak. "See, now was that so hard?"

Violet rolled her eyes before lifting her face the last half centimetre and kissing him.

How's that for fluff? Did you all like it? Reviews are welcome! Flames shall be laughed at, posted for others to laugh at, and then ignored as I continue the story.