Kalan in the World of ~Black Butler~ 12

Kalan in the World of Black Butler ~Chapter 12~

One of the great things Kalan didn’t have to worry about now that she was awake was sleeping.  She did have to sleep at some point but it isn’t every night like a human would.  This made tasks and things she needed to get done a lot easier!  Her thoughts were still on the Undertaker and how upset he was when she last saw him.  The reapers had come a long way since she last knew about them, but also because she demanded the Undertaker to reap her she never really got the chance to see anyone else.  “That Grell is a curious character.  I wish I would see Sebastian’s face as he arrives unwanted” Kalan chuckled to herself.  It was time to take to the air again, but Kalan didn’t head straight for the Phantomhive manor, she decided to pay a visit to the Undertaker.

Landing around the corner to his street Kalan stood and tidied herself up.  Flying can be a menace for clothing, especially trousers.  Grinning at the thought of seeing the Undertaker again confused her as she went to turn the corner.  Then her puzzlement confused her more “Why am I so excited about seeing the Undertaker? Why am I confused about being confused?!” she almost shouted at herself.  Frowning and shaking her head she tried to forget about her idiocy she turned the corner and walked right up to the shop.  Everything was dark, the sign said closed and Kalan had one hand out to knock while the other was aiming for the door handle.  But, she stopped.  Inches away Kalan could feel the coldness of the brass door handle, something inside her gave her a mental block to continue.  Relaxing Kalan stepped away and held her hands, rubbing them as if they were in pain.  ‘Not yet maybe? It was today after all I saw him’ Kalan thought to herself.  Sadness came over her as Kalan stepped further and further away from the Undertaker’s shop.  Now standing in the middle of the road she looked around, no one in sight human nor supernatural.  It was quite and tranquil, the stars glimmered without a care in the world and here she was filled with so many confusing and annoying emotions.

Fed up with this feeling Kalan once again took to the sky and landed back at the Phantomhive London estate.  Grumpy and agitated Kalan looked at the map once more and made a mental note of where she was going to go on her travels.  “With the speed of flight, the travelling shouldn’t take long, less than a year at most.” She muttered to herself.
“Kalan, you have been gone a long time, everything okay?” Came Reed’s voice from the bed.  Kalan jumped not realising he was there and walked over with a smile.
“I’m sorry if I woke you.  Everything is fine, go back to sleep” she said stroking the dog form of Reed.  He wagged his tail and relaxed a little.

Before he fell back asleep he muttered in reply “We both know that you being fine is not true”

Kalan sat on the bed knowing damn well that Reed was right.  He always is and has been right nine times out of ten.  “It’s frustrating when you know that a platypus knows better than you” she grumbled to herself.  Kalan went back to staring at the map, making as many notes as possible before the morning when she heard a tapping of glass.  Looking around she couldn’t see anyone at the window.  Her heart dropping Kalan went over to the mirror, only to find Malum’s reflection staring back at her.  Hair as red as flame and a dress that was decorated in stars and universes Malum did not look very pleased.

“Hello.  It’s been a long time hasn’t it.” She smirked, but the smirk quickly faded as she placed her hands on her hips and cocked her head to the side “Never visit a guy after upsetting him on the SAME DAY” she sighed.

“Ah so it was you who stopped me?” Kalan questioned with a sigh of relief.
“Nah, that was you sweetheart, but you do realise that you did hurt him quite a bit” Malum said, with a twist of her wrist Malum brought the chair from the desk over and they both seated themselves. “I am still quite miffed about you missing your memories, especially those” she added referring to the ones about the Undertaker.

“I don’t know why everyone is so weird about my memories, I mean I bet they aren’t much, the ones that I DO remember showed that we were great friends and he welcomed me every time I died so Death wasn’t so bad! Plus Aita doesn’t have time for us anymore” Kalan added with a wink.

Malum sighed “Yes, it’s true that Death doesn’t really associate with us anymore…”
“That’s because of the fuss YOU made” Kalan sneered folding her arms and narrowing her eyes.

“We’ve changed the subject, you can’t just dismiss memories, especially YOU.  Sadly because of me you need all the memories and all the strength you can get.  I wish it were not so true, but…”

“Alright! Fine! You don’t need to go through that jargon every time we do this” Kalan scoffed.

“You need to remember, make it happen okay” Malum said with a disappointed sigh, she felt like she was talking to a child.

“You need to stay away, Sebastian has threatened you already and we don’t want any trouble… Well, I don’t want any trouble” Kalan warned.

Malum began to chuckle “Yes ‘Bessy’ will not be too happy should I come out… Although you are very close to being dead again yourself Queen of Mischief!” Malum added a wink as Kalan’s eyes went wide.

“Oh my gosh! I forgot about that!” she wheezed and leaped up off the chair to escape through the window when a large red mass covered her escape route.

“You LIED to meeee” came Grell’s whiny voice a mix of sadness and anger, he cast out his chainsaw at her in hope of looking threatening

Kalan chuckled underneath her hand covering her mouth. “Oh no I didn’t I said it to me I swear! I wouldn’t have told you otherwise” she added a wink “Feelings of the heart are a tough wall to break, he won’t give in to his feelings for you unless you persist” Kalan edged towards the window as Grell came in and loomed over her, chainsaw getting closer to her face.  “Anyway I must dash I forgot something while I was out” she laughed and bounded out of the window and off into the sky, leaving Grell looking very confused and wondered if the chainsaw was beginning to lose its flare.

Reed on the other hand sat up and looked at this stranger in red with great curiosity. “Hello poochy” Grell grinned clocking him on the bed.  
Reed’s eyes narrowed as he changed into his human-ish form and lounged himself on the bed. “Evening.” He raised his brow.

Grell screamed nearly dropping his chainsaw. “WHAT THE HELL… Are… you?” he uttered looking at Reed's new form.  Grell raised his brows and gripped his chainsaw tightly.

“Don’t worry, I’m with her” he said pointing to the window which Kalan had just escaped from. “My name is Reed and Kalan is… Well if we are to go with the theme of butlers, I guess you can say I am her butler, loyal and closest friend.” He added with a wink.  Grell’s grip on the chainsaw loosened slightly “Please sit and tell me what she has done now” Reed said sitting on the edge of the bed with his legs crossed.  Grell’s smirk returned as he leaped into bed with another man.