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Breath Unto Me	By : Strailo Category: Bleach > Crossovers Views: 2567 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Breathe Unto Me
Fandom: Bleach/Devil May Cry/Kuroshitsuji
Chapter: 11
Characters: Dante, Ichigo
Word count: 1,729
Warnings: Nothing much
AN: Okay, a note.

The next two weeks you won’t be getting a chapter. I’m going to be out of town for those two weeks! I will be posting on Friday like normal (this last Friday was just ugh).

BUT! This is the end of the Canon part of the Whisper Story. From here on out, it’s fanservice. Just something fun and a thank you for waiting for me to write the next story in this series. I’m working on planning it and I’m up to chapter 12, but I have a lot going on.

So be patient and I will see you all soon!

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Sliding his current work in progress into a travel crate, Ichigo clicked his tongue and closed the box, securing the top with a nail to each corner. With that completed, he turned to the clothes that he had piled onto the bed earlier to pack into suitcases. He wasn’t really taking much with him on the flight home. Most of his things were being picked up the next day and shipped to their London home.

From there, he would finish his school year and get ready to head to Japan the following August. But he was still going to take his clothes and shoes with him, not wanting to lose any pieces just in case.

Vergil looked in the bedroom from the door and huffed in amusement, taking note of the various crates and boxes that were scattered around, holding projects and everything to complete them. “What are you going to do with all of the furniture that you bought?” he asked as he eyed the shelves.

Ichigo looked up from where he was packing, smiling slightly. “I’m going to leave them behind. I was thinking I’d let you guys use them for future guests and jobs,” he said as he packed away the last of his jeans into his duffle bag. “Tomorrow, outside of my clothes and whatever I’m taking with me on the plane, everything is going to be picked up. Then I’ll leave the day after. I’ll be glad to be home.”

“Yes, so Dante told me. Again,” Vergil snickered, getting another small smile from the young male. “I am sure that you will be happy to return home and to your school.”

“At least home.” Ichigo zipped up the duffle bag and dropped it onto the ground, grabbing the large roller suitcase and sliding it closer to him. “I’ll be finishing off the school mostly from home, only really going in to use their bigger kilns and do tests. All of my big projects though are now packed and wrapped up in so much bubble wrap that I’m sure that I funded the moving company for a good three months.”

Vergil raised an eyebrow and chuckled. “What? Your kiln not big enough?” he asked teasingly. Ichigo pouted at him and batted his eyes.

“I will admit that I am a bit of a size queen. I need it to be big to be really happy,” he cooed. Vergil laughed lowly as he ran his eyes over the crates once more. “It will be nice though to finish off a few things. Mostly things for my final projects. It’s going to be interesting in the long run though. The teacher who usually runs all the kilns has this odd dislike towards me. I think I know why though.”

“Oh? And why is that?” the half devil asked, moving to sit on the Ichigo’s work stool. He leant against the work table that he knew Dante would most likely claim as his own once Ichigo was gone.

“Because Ciel is a taken man and doesn’t have a use for the female form, even as a mask,” Ichigo told him. He finished filling the bag and zipped it up, putting it down next to the duffle. He grabbed his last bag and starting to pack his shoes and bagged up underwear into it. “She doesn’t like the fact that he ignored her flirting and turned her down when she hinted at going out together. Ciel then of course turned around and took Sebastian out on a date for their anniversary and he gave me a new kiln. My first one that is.”

“I take it that your kilns are some of the better ones?” Vergil asked, smirking. Ichigo nodded. “Well then I’m sure that he had fun tweaking that chick and buying you a great kiln.”

“Not just enjoyed doing it. At least buying the kiln,” Ichigo chuckled. “He loved it. He took four days to do some research and had it shipped in. It took about two weeks to get shipped and another week to get there, but during that time, he fixed up a spot in my studio so that it wouldn’t destroy the floor. Or set fire to anything.”

With his packing done, Ichigo started to walk around his room, making sure that he had everything packed away and ready to ship. Vergil watched the way that Ichigo moved, the way that he was relaxed fully, happy to finally go home and be able to focus fully on his schoolwork.

He wasn’t going to have to be paranoid that some ass would find him and make him go on the run again.

“Ciel and Sebastian have already sent the last of the payments to us. But…” he started. He trailed off as Dante came to lean in the doorway of Ichigo’s bedroom area. “But if you find that you need our services, do not be afraid to call us for help. We have come to like you very much, much more than just a normal job,” he continued.

Ichigo paused and stared at him for a few seconds, his eyes flicking over to Dante before a small smile twitched his lips upwards, his face softening. “I think that I just might have to do that. Did...did Ciel and Sebastian tell you why I am in hiding?” he asked, moving to the attached sitting area of the suite.

The mates looked at each other before taking their own seats, staring at Ichigo. “He said something about some idiots hunting you down because of some bullshit,” Dante said finally, shrugging and crossing his legs.

Ichigo snorted. “Yeah, that’s about the short of it, to quote an American friend of mine. The full story is that my mother was a Quincy and she died when I was six years of age. I didn’t know it then, nor did I know that that my father was a Shinigami who had given up his powers to save my mother.” He shifted. “I found most of that out after my family was killed, and the rest a few months ago when Undertaker got a hold of some of his old contacts and found the line. We still don’t actually know who it was who ordered the hit, but we know that it came from the Seireitei.”

“The Seireitei is one of the levels of the Spiritual World correct?” Vergil asked, Ichigo nodding his head. “So, I am to guess that we are officially dealing with the Shinigami instead of just a one off?” His eyes narrowed when Ichigo nodded again. “Are you going to find out who called the hit?”

“One way or the other, yes. Our current plan for now is for me to finish off my high school career, and hopefully before college starts, deal with the assholes who have decided that killing two little girls and a man with no power was a good fucking idea,” Ichigo said. He was nearly snarling. “It was just by sheer dumb luck that I was gone with most of my classmates on a trip to Tokyo at that time that saved my life.”

Vergil grunted. “I had thought that it was odd that a Shinigami would be so far from their normal patrol routes. But I had just thought that it had been some idiot who had left them,” he said. He shook his head. “We’ve seen them a few times going after deserters who came to this part of the world, but we never thought that they would be so stupid as to try to invade our home.”

“I don’t think that whoever had given them the orders was really worried about that fact,” Ichigo said, slumping in his seat as he crossed his arms over his stomach. “I am still worried that it may have come from their leader, the sou-taicho. Cause if it did, well then I’m a little fucked because some asshole told him about us and he decided that we had to die.”

“I’ve heard some hugely bad things about the way that the Seireitei has been handling those who had power in that area of the world,” Dante drawled.

Ichigo’s lips thinned out in anger. “From what Grell and Undertaker learned for us, a lot of those calls came from Central 46. It was set-up to make sure that the Gotei 13 didn’t have too much power. They’re thinking though that kind of backfired on everyone since it looks like the Four Major Clans have a whole shit ton more influence than planned,” he said. “I’ll be finding out just exactly what is going on and reinstating the fifth clan. I just have to finish some training first.”

Vergil gave him a considering look before nodding. “Well, when you have learned what is going on, send us a message and we shall come to Japan as soon as we can,” he said.

Ichigo smiled and stood. “That...that sounds perfect. We still have a few months before we need you guys since I’m not heading back to Japan until around August,” he told them.

“A few months from now then,” Dante grunted, watching his mate as he thought. He sighed when Vergil caught his eye. “Damn it, he’s gonna go researching shit now,” he grunted when the other man stood.

“Not too much research. I may be able to discover a few things that your Grim Reapers and guardians have yet to learn though. It can only help us all in the long run,” Vergil said, walking to the door before pausing. “I shall keep in touch with you via e-mail for the time being though. Do make sure that you check it every so often,” he teased Ichigo.

Ichigo huffed and rolled his eyes at that, sticking his tongue out at the half-devil. “Of course. Go to your books while I finish shit off. I know that they call to you. I need to make sure that I did pack everything up and that the last of my stuff will be ready for when I leave,” he said. He waved Vergil off while Dante chuckled and stood to help Ichigo move things into the sitting area for tomorrow. Between the two of them, they made sure that everything was packed up and ready to head back to London while still being out of the way.
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