When Drocell first opened his eyes he was met with darkness. All around him he felt the soft velvet of the inside of the coffin he was placed in. Drocell raised his arm and touched the ceiling of the coffin in front of him. He stared transfixed at the wood grains that were slowly coming into his vision as his eyes became accustomed to the darkness. He blinked once. Twice. A sudden fear overcame his body as his mind registered where he was. Drocell tried to cry out for help. Try to cry out for anything to get him away from this gripping darkness. Anything.

"Awake?" A voice asked.

Drocell flinched and closed his eyes at the sudden light that leaked into the coffin as the lid was raised. He opened them again when he felt a shadow stand over him. Standing above him was a man. A very tall man with long gray hair and one distinguishable scar across his face. One word flashed into Drocell's mind as he stared up at this man.

"Ma…ste…r," he managed to say.

The man above him grinned widely and reached out his hand. Drocell took it and was pulled form the coffin and into the man's chest. Fingernails ran through his hair as his head was laid on his master's chest.

"That's right. I'm your master now," the man whispered.

Drocell didn't move a muscle. He didn't say a word. He just closed his eyes and basked in the affection his master had decided to grant to him.

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"Undertaker," Undertaker said, pointing at himself.

Drocell watched Undetaker's mouth carefully. He mimicked the movement silently. Then he tried to actually say it. All that came out was a string of sounds that were quite less than understandable. Drocell shut his mouth quickly and looked down. Undertaker smiled and put one of his long nails under Drocell's chin, bringing his face to look back up at him.

"Don't be discouraged if your can't get it right away. It'll take time. Don't frown either. Smile, my little lamb," he said.

Drocell nodded. He tried again. Still nothing. Drocell closed his mouth and thought for a moment, face clearly showing his concentration. Undertaker waited patiently. Finally, Drocell looked him in the eye and opened his mouth.

"Un…de…ta…ka," he said.

Undetaker couldn't help put let out a small amount of laughter. Drocell looked at him for some kind of evaluation. Undertaker reached out his hand and patted Drocell on the head.

"You're improving tremendously. Once you've mastered speech, I'll teach you how to walk," he said.

Drocell's lips curved into a small smile. He closed his eyes and leaned into the hand that had reated on his cheek.

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"Left foot first, Drocell," Undertaker said.

Drocell's legs shook slightly as he tried to keep his balance. He would have fallen down already if it weren't for his master holding onto him. Undertaker had one of Drocell's hands in his own and another holding onto his side so that he wouldn't lose balance so easily. They were in the middle of Undertaker's shop, the coffins pushed to he side to allow Drocell some room to move around in.

"I can do it, Master," Drocell said.

"I know you can," Undertaker said.

Drocell looked down at his bare feet and hesitated as he lifted his left one. Immediately he went off balance and fell, dragging Undertaker with him. A loud 'thud' echoed through the shop as they both fell right to the ground. Drocell groaned and looked over to Undertaker, who had landed right on top of him. Drocell's face filled with worry. He turned himself around and pulled his master up into his arms.

"Master?" He asked.

There was silence for a few moments with Undertaker's face being kept out of view of Drocell's eyes. He reached up and gripped the front of Drocell's shirt.

"Master?" Drocell asked, feeling very uncomfortable at the moment.

Undertaker looked up at him and then began to laugh. Drocell blinked in confusion at his master's sudden outburst of laughter. He silently waited as Undertaker finished his little laughing fit.

"I haven't had this much fun since my days as a shinigami," Undertaker said, reaching a long fingernail under his bangs to wipe away his tears.

"Fun?" Drocell asked.

"Drocell, you're the best thing that's happened to me in such a long time," Undertaker said.

He stood and held out his hand to Drocell. Drocell took it without hesitation and was pulled to his master's chest. Undertaker had one of his arms encircling Drocell's waist and the other held tightly onto his hand. Drocell looked up to his master's face and felt a slight burn in his cheeks as Undertaker smiled down at him. Undertaker turned Drocell around so Drocell's back was pressed to his chest.

"Now, let's try this again. I know you can do it," Undertaker said.

Drocell's cheeks burned just a little more. He nodded and took a step.

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"How would you like to be my butler, Drocell?" Undertaker asked.

"Butler? What's that?" Drocell asked.

"A butler is a person, mostly male, who serves their master. He does whatever his master wants him to do without question," Undertaker explained.

Drocell turned to Undertaker and smiled.

"I'll do whatever you command, Master," he said.

"Good. Now, to train you I'm going to have to find a professional," Undertaker said to himself.

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"Are you sure you want to do this, Sebastian?" Ciel asked as they walked down the street to Undertaker's shop.

"Anything to help out someone who wants to be one Hell of a butler like me," Sebastian said with a smile.

Ciel rolled his eyes. They approached Undertaker's shop and Ciel stepped aside, a silent order to Sebastian to knock. Sebastian went over to the door and rapped on it with his knuckles. They only need wait a few moments before the door cracked open. Sebastian took a large step back and pulled out the forks and knives he had hidden in his coat sleeves, pulling Ciel behind him in protection.

"Ah! Sebastian!" Ciel shouted.

He looked over to the door and quickly understood why Sebastian had acted the way he had. Standing in the doorway was Drocell. He had a look of surprise on his face at the speed and precision that Sebastian had. He was wearing a long shirt and regular pants with his feet being bare and no hat, although his makeup was still quite clear.

"You must be the Earl Phantomhive and his butler, Sebastian. This way, Master is expecting you both" Drocell said.

He turned and walked back into the shop, keeping the door open so that Sebastian and Ciel could come in. Sebastian glanced at Ciel and waited for his orders. Ciel stood there for a moment.

"Let's go. You first," he said.

"As you command," Sebastian said.

He dropped his stance but kept the weapons on hand. He also walked in a way that would allow him to protect Ciel if anything should try to attack him. After they walked in however, Sebastian stopped and knew that there was no harm in here. Ciel pushed Sebastian out of his way and looked around the room in shock. The shop had completely changed. There was still coffins and other scary implements around but they were all on the sides of the room. The middle of the room was actually normal looking. It had a couch and a few chairs surrounding a small table in the middle.

"Welcome, Earl of Phantomhive and pet," Undertaker said.

Both looked over as Undertaker stepped out of a nearby coffin and walked over to them.

"I prefer to be called, Sebastian," Sebastian said.

Undertaker chuckled and walked over to the couch, taking a seat. Drocell, who had awoken Undertaker from the coffin came and sat down next to him. Ciel scowled and walked over to one of the chairs, setting himself down by crossing his legs and handing his cane to Sebastian.

"Why did you want with Sebastian?" He asked.

"Like I said in my letter, I needed a tutor who could teach my newly acquired butler," Undertaker replied.

Drocell stood and bowed before leaving the room. As he passed Sebastian he stopped for a second. His eyes caught with Sebastian's for a second before he turned and walked out of the room. Sebastian watched him leave out of the corner of his eye.

"Also, why is he alive?" Ciel asked.

"I restored him, of course. It was a lot of work though. But, it was worth it. I'm able to control him the same way that you're able to control your dog. Only, I get to keep my soul," Undertaker said.

"I prefer to be called Sebastian," Sebastian said.

"Leave it, Sebastian," Ciel commanded, obviously annoyed at Undertaker's statement.

"Yes, My Lord," Sebastian said, bowing, hand over heart.

Undertaker smiled at the display. Ciel leaned his head on his hand in a bored fashion.

"So, what's Drocell doing?" He asked.

"Getting dressed," Undertaker replied.

"So, Sebastian id going to teach Drocell how to be the best butler that he can be?" Ciel asked.

"I would hope so," Undertaker replied, smile grazing his face.

After a few moments, Drocell emerged from the backroom, dressed up in his butler outfit that Undertaker had prepared for him. A look of annoyance passed by Sebastian's face as he looked Drocell over. He walked up to the smaller man and grabbed his tie, pulling Drocell fairly close to him. Drocell felt his face burn as it always did around his master. Sebastian smirked and undid the tie, quickly redoing it. He let go of the tie.

"You had it on wrong," he explained.

Drocell just nodded. He quickly downcast his eyes. Sebastian did another once over. He made an audible sigh.

"Your whole outfit's wrong," he said.

Drocell looked back up at Sebastian. He then looked back down again, blushing furiously. He felt nervous around this man, like they had a small rivalry before. Sebastian turned back to Undertaker and Ciel.

"I'll teach him, if it's alright with My Lord," Sebastian said.

"Do what you like, I'm going home," Ciel said.

"I'll be home in time for dinner, My Lord," Sebastian said.

Ciel nodded. He retrieved his cane and left the store without a second thought or sound. Sebastian turned back to Drocell. He placed a hand on his shoulder. Drocell jumped a little bit at the contact.

"First things first, I need to ask you a few questions," Sebastian said.

Drocell glanced at his master and saw he was watching intently. Drocell turned his attention back to Sebastian and nodded. Sebastian took Drocell's arm and pulled him out of the room that was occupied by Undertaker. After taking him down a long corridor, Sebastian tossed Drocell into the room where, just a few months ago, Drocell had been restored.

"Don't worry, it's just going to be a few questions," Sebastian said.

Drocell backed away from Sebastian and accidentally hit the table where he was being restored. Sebastian was over him in less than two seconds, his lips mere inches from Drocell's own. Drocell gasped and fell back onto the table. Sebastian hopped on top of him, knees on either side of Drocell's body. Drocell flushed furiously and placed his hands on Sebastian's chest, trying to push him off. Sebastian smiled and pinned Drocell's arms above his head.

"It's only a few questions," he whispered.

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Don't worry people, Sebby's not really going to do it. What do you think so far? Well, next chapter is going to include Grell and William! Yay! Oh, and about the:

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Thing, I found out yesterday that the little symbol above the 8 no longer works to separate things on FanFiction so I've decided to \use that to separate parts to my stories from now on. Anyway, thanks for tuning in and goodnight. I'll see you next time!

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Killer-fever