I know I haven't updated in so long and I'm sorry for that, but I hope you will forgive me with this chapter. Chapter 12.

Rushing into the shop, I looked around for the man that was on my mind. Undertaker sat behind the counter with his head in his hands. I stood there panting for a second gaining my breath. Once I gained my breath I spoke up.

"Undertaker." I whispered his name softly into the store. He slowly raised his head to looked at me. Again, all I could see was his bangs, but I didn't care I loved him no matter what.

Loved. Yes. I loved him.

"Yes?" He asked. I slowly started to approach him, but making sure to take small steps as if he would attack.

"Why did you kiss me back then?" I asked titling my head. He guiltily hung his head and placed his hands on his face. Rubbing his face he answered.

"I don't know!"

"Don't lie to me." I whispered softly looking at him pleadingly. He shook his head.

"Rachel, we were fighting and I just found out you a demon and it was just all too much." He replied.

"So you kissed me because you were overwhelmed that doesn't make sense. There must be another reason!"

"Urgh, why can't you just leave it alone?!" He shouted looking up at me. I saw behind his bangs the glow of his green eyes. I felt the anger build up inside of me. Why couldn't he just understand. Why was he such a boy! Did I need to spell it out for him…apparently so.

"Because I love you, that's why!" I screamed back at him. There was a thick silence as I stood there taking in a gulp of air, "you big idiot, can't you see I love you?" I asked as I felt tears begin to run down my face. I hiccupped and stomped my foot, "see what you're doing to me. I never felt this way for a man before." Slowly, Undertaker stood and walked out from behind the counter.

"We could never be together Rachel." He said coming to stand in front of me and putting his hands on my arms.

"Why not?!" I shouted hiccupping. He sighed.

"Demons and soul reapers aren't meant to be." He said softly. I smiled and stood up on my tiptoes.

"Neither are half demons, yet here I am." I whispered into his ear. "We could work this out…together." His eyes looked down at me from behind his bangs. They were wide with realization. He smiled and laughed.

"You really think this could work?" He asked looking down at me. I nodded surely.

"We can make it work together." I said wiping my eyes. I felt a finger stroking my cheek. I smiled and kissed the said finger, "I always want to be together with you. You make me happy and make me laugh."

"And you I, my love." He said holding my body close to him. I laid my head down on his chest and close my eyes. I heard no heart beat, but I didn't care the silence was comforting.

"I love you." I told him and looked up at him. Pushing his bangs out of his face I blew air into his face. He smiled and leaned down.

"I love you too." He said as his lips met mine. I sighed into the kiss feeling the stress on my shoulders being lifted. I relaxed and let his lips languidly glide along mine. Soon a tongue was asking for entrance. I nipped it and laughed into the kiss. I could feel the smirk of the Undertaker as he grabbed my arse. I let out a gasp and he took this chance to plunge his tongue into my mouth. Very soon we were fighting for dominance and he won. Just as he was fiddling with my dress the bell above the door rang. I quickly pushed Undertaker away from me which ended up with him tripping over a coffin. He let out a grunt as he stood up.

"Who is it?!" He shouted, clearly angry about being push into a coffin and being interrupted. I turned to see Abigail standing in the doorway smiling.

"Someone's sexually frustrated." Abigail said laughing. I snorted, but coughed to cover it up.

"Rahcel! Who's this!" Undertaker said pointing at Abby. I smiled, walked over to Abby, and put an arm around her shoulder.

"This, Undertaker, is Abigail and she knows all about demons and soul reapers. And us." I said as a second thought.

"Oh." He said looking at the woman with interest.

"So, you love birds bonking yet or did I interrupt?" Abby asked smirking and looking between the two of us. I blushed.

"Yes you kind of interrupted something." Undertaker told her pouting.

"Oh poor you." She said tilting her head and fake crying. I laughed as Undertaker continued to pout.

"Yes!" He exclaimed.

"Abby, what is it you want?" I asked turning towards the woman.

"Ah, yes, that." She seemed to remember what she was here for, "let's have some tea, shall we!"

I know it's been long, but I'm back again and ready to get on with the story. Thank you again for reading and please review. Constructive criticism is always welcomed.