Hey everybody! I wanted write a few more chapters, but my mind only came up with a good ending already and so, with a bit of sadness on my part, this is the chapter of Simply One Of The Fallen. I seriously love the reads, comments, follows and favorites on this story so I just thought I'd say thank you for it! For supporting this and liking this story! And now, enough of the corny shit, I know why this will be viewed, so I hope this last chapter will be good! But thank you! P.S This chapter miiight be a little short! And it's not exactly focused on our favorite demons either!

The sun was hot but the air was cool which was a perfect balance for the now autumn season. Undertaker's windows were open, every single one of them, making the silver haired man smirked to himself as he looked over the obituaries and looked at the list of clientèle he had to get ready and moved his hands through his hair, moving his hat off his head before placing it down softly, smirking softly. Little did anyone know that, despite how small his shop looked, there was a whole back section that was like a strange little house, with a bedroom and living room type set up, it was small, but it was the closest version to a little home Undertaker had but Grell seemed strangely appeased and happy with it.

In fact, at the moment Undertaker could hear the red head running around the room in the back running, cleaning up and squealing to himself softly in a way that it made him chuckle under his breath as his long black nails tapped the surface of his desk softly. He listened to the foot falls of Grell, listened to the wind whistling outside carrying the sharp, sweet scents of autumn with a few leaves which strangely calmed Undertaker slightly. It seemed like the Undertaker had barely seen Ciel in the past month.

One whole month was dedicated to his training then, this entire month, the boy had barely shown up for training but he'd at least received a call from Sebastian that Ciel was "preoccupied" by other trainings and the Undertaker could help but cackle and even chuckled now, when he thought of that phone call. Grell came dashing out, his signature red coat gone, probably on the bed or some sort, he had on a white dress with long flowing sleeves, his red hair was pulled back in a pony tail he wore more and more, his red bangs hanging in his face still however and his glasses gleamed on his face. Grell had the habit of definitely using women's clothes but also men's clothes, but Undertaker didn't care, after all it was quite cute, in a way, seeing the red head changing clothes so eagerly.

"Grell, why don't you come here for a moment?" Undertaker smirked when Grell stopped mid spin, his green eyes wide then he caught sight of Undertaker's smirk and his own lips curled into a grin showing off his sharp shark like teeth as he walked to the Undertaker sitting straight down in his lap and an arm wrapped around his waist.

"Close enough for you?" Grell asked as he grinned wider tilting his head down close to Undertaker's, his bangs tickling Undertaker's cheek a bit when he came closer, their lips just bare inches from one another. Just as Grell leaned down to press their lips together there was a soft knocking on his front door and Undertaker's smirk changed into a soft smile then looked up at Grell who was pouting.

"Sorry, my dear. Go wait in the back for me, I'll be there in a little while." Undertaker said while standing up holding the red head securely so he would't wobble or tilt over.

"Fine, but you better be quick about it." Grell huffed out then pulled away from the Undertaker, not before getting a small kiss making his mood lift a bit before he walked to the back, his bare feet making sot padding an swishing sounds of the hardwood floor. Undertaker got up walking to the door slowly then, once he reached it, he turned the knob pulling the door open ushering the couple out there inside rather quick before returning to his desk sitting in his chair, moving his hand through his hair but to move his bangs and strands of hair out of the way before holding it all by keeping his hand in place and the man of the couple smiled.

"You look good, Undertaker. I see the years have been quite good on you." The man said as he walked inside looking around the shop, the woman he was with walked with him just a few steps behind the man like she didn't want to be parted and the man had zero problems with it.

"What can I do for you?" Undertaker asked as he stretched his fingers in his bangs then let his hand drop allowing a few strands of the silvery colored strands to fall into his face.

"Just to come and speak with you, my friend. It's been much to long, hasn't it?" The man asked dragging his delightfully hypnotizing brown eyes from the shelves to Undertaker and the green eyes of his hardened a bit when they stared straight back, meeting those dark eyes evenly.

"It has been quiet long. What I don't understand is why you never thought to visit before now, I mean you had the time to do so didn't you? You have nothing BUT time." Undertaker locked his hands across his stomach as his eyes followed the couple, leaning back in his chair crossing his legs lightly. He had to admit he sounded very bitter and angry but his heart, the dead old thing in his chest he'd long since forgotten about, was screaming with his happiness at seeing the man.

"Yes there is nothing but time, but there was precautions we had to take. Now that Ciel is remaining here with his new life style, I thought it's high time to come and visit you finally, after all these long centuries." The man's brown eyes sharpened just like Undertaker's, the woman's large azure gaze moving between Undertaker and Vincent uneasily.

"But of course. Who am I to kick you out." Undertaker just glared slightly while bouncing his leg lightly as he rocked the foot of his crossed leg as he stared at the man, the sparks of irritation and frustration blooming quickly. One could mistake it for arousal, which it was just a bit, but Undertaker no longer allowed himself to lust after this man. He just couldn't, this creature before him could leave easily as before and he wouldn't allow it, plus he did indeed have feelings for Grell and those feelings were stronger than the old flame he had before him any day of the week.

"You can kick us out." The man's words cut through Undertaker's thoughts as his hard gaze met those brown eyes again and he felt some part of him back down and warm up as he leaned back in his chair.

"Just tell me what you want." Undertaker sighed out feeling tired already as he looked at the man, the woman's azure eyes meeting his own and he saw a familiar tiredness resting there and Undertaker had to admit that that was always what they'd had in common before. But his tiredness was much much different from the woman's.

"I want to know if Ciel's doing alright. We can't very well go and see him, it'll destroy all this that he has set up for himself." The man said while looking at Undertaker, his dark gaze softening to a color like chocolate an Undertaker looked away.

"The boy is doing fine, better than fine. It's like he was made for this role in life, better than ever before. He's spending his days with his lover and enjoying his new senses and look on his new life." Undertaker had practiced the words in his mind but they came out sharper and more eager to make them leave as he shut his eyes letting his head fall back softly.

"Good. Then we'll be taking our leave then." The man said turning to the door while grabbing the woman's hand tight as they walked to the door and Undertaker remained in the same position, leaning back in the chair with his head tilted back and his eyes shut with his hands locking over his stomach contentedly and he heard the door open. "Thank you, Undertaker." The door shut just as Undertaker's startled eyes opened looking at the door standing up, his mouth open slightly as his wide green eyes stared at the door in surprise. Then he felt arms winding around his waist and he turned his head smiling affectionately, still feeling shocked, as he moved his pale hand up rubbing the back of Grell's head.

"And who was that?" Grell sounded huffy as he clung to Undertaker like the man would come back and Undertaker chuckled tiredly then looked to the door again smiling softer.

"That, my dear, was the one and only Vincent and Rachel Phantomhive." Undertaker's voice was soft as their names spilled from his lips. They still looked the same, Vincent's mole under his eye was still there underneath those chocolate brown eyes with his dark nearly blue looking hair matching his son's, Rachel with her large azure gaze identical to her son's with her long blonde hair pulled into a ponytail like a river of gold. Things never changed do they?

"Things change. Always and forever, but nothing is permanent or indifferent." Grell mumbled but his arms tightened around Undertaker in a way like Vincent would come back and rip the silver haired Reaper from his arms.

"Yes yes. How is it, one as young as you, can understand my thoughts more than a mere mortal or other creatures can?" Undertaker sighed out then chuckled as Grell grinned widely.

"Because I've been around you longest AND I am, in a way, just like you so I understand better." Grell purred then smirked wide leaning up pressing a kiss to Undertaker's lips softly which he returned, the kiss perfectly innocent and sweet before Grell pushed a little harder against him with a flush burning in his cheeks andd this lasted about three seconds before Undertaker pulled away gently.

"The boy and demon are coming soon. As much as Id love to pursue this road you want to go down, I must be in a right state of mind if I am to teach the boy as much as I know." Undertaker sighed out as he wrapped his arm around the red head anyhow and said red head rolled his eyes behind his glasses.

"You think they'll stay together?" Grell asked as he rested his head against Undertaker's shoulder listening to the sound of footsteps coming to the door.

"Of course they will. After all, they're bound to one another in ways we can't comprehend in the slightest bit but that, my sweet dear, is what makes the both of them so utterly unique. I can't wait to see what will befall them next."