Kalan in the World of ~Black Butler~ 2

~Chapter Two ~ London ~

Kalan was sat opposite Earl Ciel Phantomhive and next to Sebastian in a horse strung carriage.  The world went past her as they went at speed to London, the Earl and butler spoke little but they watched her curiously as she leant out of the window gazing at everything going past.  At this point they spoke as quietly as possible about their affairs in London.  Kalan heard most of it, but she couldn't care and didn’t understand anything that they said.
Soon they came to the great city of London where everyone was busy bustling about their own business.  Kalan had been leaning out of the window watching everything happen, Sebastian went to pull her back in but Ciel stopped him. "No, for once let her do this.  It may help"

Kalan could smell freshly baked bread and the faint perfume of fish. "So this is London?" she asked re-seating herself in the carriage. The Earl nodded and smiled "The home of many people and our beloved Queen”
Kalan cocked her head to the side, "The Queen? She rules London right?"
"Yes, and many other places" Ciel chuckled.  As they got out Ciel whispered to Sebastian "I want her gone as soon as possible.  We will take a short walk to see if she recognises anything and then we do our business.  I don’t want her coming back to the mansion ~ don't let her out of our sight"
"Yes My Lo-"
"Where has she gone?" Ciel butted in.  As they walked around the carriage to meet her, she was gone.  The crowd of people bustled but Kalan was nowhere to be seen.
"Kalan!" Ciel shouted, standing back on the carriage to give him some height, he looked around for her.
"My Lord I see her.  Please remain here while I collect her" Sebastian said while walking towards her.  The mass of dark brown hair was easily noticed by Sebastian.  He walked up to her and placed a hand on her shoulder "My Lady, you shouldn't wander off.  It can be dangerous" he whispered in her ear.  Kalan's body tensed as she stopped talking to the baker. "I apologise Mister Sebastian, the smell of bread was alluring" she confessed turning to face him.  Waving goodbye to the baker she followed Sebastian back to Ciel who did not look very happy. "I am sorry for wandering off my Lord" she apologised again.
"Don't do it again.  I may not be able to protect you next time." he stated bluntly "Right, we are going to take a short walk around London in case you see anything you can relate any memories too and then we can get on with my business.  A fair deal?" he went on to say.
Kalan bowed politely and smiled "That is a fair plan as any my Lord"

They walked for a couple of hours around London and nothing seemed to triggering anything.  The further they walked the more persistent and glaring Kalan became.  She was so intent on finding something that she became quite careless and nearly tripped, Sebastian had been keeping watch on her and he could see it was taking a toll on her.
"My Lord, we will stop for today.  Let us be done with your business and go home" Sebastian said as he held Kalan up from falling.  Both Kalan and Ciel nodded and they arrived at a building called ‘The Undertaker’
Kalan faced the floor and made no comment, she was very upset about not finding anything.  Sebastian placed a hand on her shoulder and gave it a squeeze. "You will find something soon" he promised.  Nodding they all entered and a small little bell rang.

The place was filled with Coffins and it was a dull grey and very dimly lit.  From nowhere came an echoing chuckle "HiHiHiHi Good day to you my Lord.  Have you come to be fitted into one of my coffins-oh"
Silence.

A tall figure loomed into the light and walked right up to Kalan. "Oh you brought someone new." he grinned.  Kalan kept her head down, the sadness of her not finding any memories was wearing her down.  At the floor she could see his feet and the dark grey coat that he was wearing.  Realising that he was talking to her Kalan lifted her head to lock gazes with him, but she was greeted by a mop of long silver hair and a fringe that covered his eyes.  She blinked not expecting that and smiled. "H..Hello Mr Undertaker" she said, her eyes were slightly wet, but she couldn't help herself, she found him.... interesting.
He grinned and chuckled again "Mr, heh that's a first" he walked away and turned his head to Ciel. "You're business here is rather interesting, but you also know the price" he stated with a chuckle. "A First Rate Laugh"

"Kalan, do you know any jokes?" came the Earls voice.  Kalan came to her senses and shook her head.
"My Lord, if I cannot remember my past, how can I remember any jokes?" she said with a sad tone.
"Lost Memories ehhhhhhhh hihi" the Undertaker picked up an interest. "Kalan? That is your name right?" he added with a serious tone.  Kalan noticed the change and nodded.  He sat on one of the coffins and she could have a proper look at him.  His coat was really long for him, you couldn't see his hands, and he had a cream sash around his shoulder, a hat that was crinkled and a scar along his face.  He dropped his coat and sash off his shoulder and it revealed a long black jacket, buttoned from the top to the bottom.  A locket chain was dangling from the pocket and it wrapped around to the back.  There were a few lockets on there and one other thing.  It shone silver, Kalan looked around to Sebastian and Ciel who ushered her to get closer.  The Undertaker was gesturing for her to sit next to him on the coffin, she slowly went to sit by him, giving both the Earl and Sebastian a look of worry, they smiled, a small indication of everything will be okay.
Sitting by him Kalan was tense. "Don't be tense dear, have a biscuit" he chuckled and offered her a bowl with bone biscuits in them.  Curious, Kalan took one and bit into it.  The flavour was cinnamon and apple, there was a dusting of sugar on top.  Kalan's eyes went wide in astonishment. "This is really good!" she went to look at the Earl but they were nowhere to be found.
"H..HEY WHERE DID THEY GO?" Kalan expressed in panic.
"Don't worry they will be back, they need their information from me" he winked.


TO BE CONTINUED.