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Kalan in the World of ~Black Butler~ 24

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“So are you doing to come out from the darkness or what?” Kalan asked as she was left alone.

“Hihihihi that trick never gets past you huh?” came that sound of the Undertaker.

“I knew you were watching me.  Did you come to laugh, mourn or what?” Kalan demanded, she was in no mood to laugh or joke around, so much so that her eyes didn’t leave the pot.

All of a sudden she felt the Undertaker behind her and he rested his chin on her shoulder. “I would NEVER come to laugh AT you.  Laugh with you maybe, but this is a time where I stay silent and make sure you don’t do anything….reckless” he soothed in her ear.

“Reckless? You insult me” she said resting her head on his shoulder with a large sigh. “If anyone is being reckless it is you my dear Undertaker”

He gave a low chuckle. “You are exactly right.  I may not have seen everything, but I heard most of what happened.  A sorry and sad ending for such beautiful and smart children.” Cupping his hands around her waist, the Undertaker tried to sway her away from the pot.  It took a few tries before Kalan eventually moved away from the middle of the room and turned to face him.  

“After everything that has happened, you still manage to keep that smile.” She mused giving a smile in return.

“That’s because I know I have you to make me smile unconditionally.  I… never really told you how much you mean to me… Mainly because I had my Reaper training and my duties to tend to.  But you never left my mind.” He began.

Kalan backed away and raised a brow. “Why are you telling me this now?” she said.

He blinked “Well, I thought this was a perfect time as any?” he replied taking a step closer.

Kalan stepped back in reply “Nononono… That is far too coincidental.  Has Malum put you up to this?”

The Undertaker sighed and stepped forward. “No, I wouldn’t allow a being like her to tell me when I should explain myself.  I guess you could say it felt good when I did it on the Campania.  I then needed like I had to explain myself and my feelings to you.  It is just unfortunate that you lost your children at the same time.” He muttered.

“We always agreed that it was a mutual feeling of friendship for the sake of our jobs.  Why are you changing it now?”

The Undertaker swept himself in front of her and took her hands. “Kalan My feelings for you have been unexplainable since the day we met. I…”

“I know.  I kept that one page in your book.” Kalan confessed.

“I…what?” he blinked.

“The day you…. Yeah.  I found your book and flicked through it.  And since you died I wanted to keep it and so…” she pulled a folded bit of paper out from her breast.  She unfolded it and showed it to the Undertaker.

There in plain sight was the Undertaker’s feelings for Kalan.  For the first time since he had become a Reaper, Kalan saw the Undertaker blush. “I have always known about your feelings for me and believe me, this feeling has been mutual” she said waving the piece of paper. “I only denied telling you because o-” Kalan was cut off her sentence as the Undertaker had placed his lips on hers.

“Undertaker!” she wailed in embarrassment. “As I was saying it was due to Michael.  I am afraid Michael will find out and dispose of you like he has done to my children” she sobbed.

“I don’t care anymore.  I have waited SO long to kiss those lips and so help me no Archangel is going to stop that tonight” he breathed and kissed her again.  He kissed her so hard and so passionately that Kalan was pressed against the wall of the theatre, but she didn’t object.  She didn’t push him away nor fight against him as he went in again and again for kisses.

“You… are playing a very dangerous game here” she whispered grabbing him by the scruff of his coat and leaned herself over him causing her to extend herself onto her tip-toes.

“Recently dangerous seems to suit me don’t you think? Hihihi” the Undertaker chuckled swinging her around and beginning to dance “Let us dance in the face of danger.” He mused.

Suddenly Kalan began to get a little uncomfortable, knowing that Michael could rain down on her again at any time.  Just when she was about to throw him off Malum called out in her head ‘Don’t! I can keep an eye out.  Enjoy yourself’

Kalan began to smile and eventually giggled as he twirled her around and dramatically tilted her on the side to kiss her.  Kissing him back Kalan began to enjoy herself, taking her all the way back to how they met.  Twirling and dancing, a tango for two and they slowed down for a waltz before stopping. “I forgot how well you dance” Kalan chuckled.

“I learnt especially for you! And yet I still remember those steps.  Funny.” He said out aloud, he ran his fingers through his hair and smirked.  “What are your plans for this evening?” he asked all so suddenly.

Kalan blinked and looked towards the pot of ashes. “Well, nothing really, I just…” she stared at the pot with a frown forming on her face.  The Undertaker massaged her frown away and taking her chin in between his index finger and thumb he made her face him.

“How about spending it with me.  Back on that beach, like the good old times?” he asked.
Kalan stood there and bit her lip. “Do you think the cabin will still be there? I doubt it.” She chuckled.

“Welllllll, there is only one way to find out.” He mused slowly, tempting her with each passing moment.

“Alright fine.” She sighed and taking his hand she transported them all the way to Wales, back to the beach where it all began.
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