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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: 9B (15)
Characters: Vergil, Ichigo, Dante
Word count: 1357
Warnings: Nothing much
AN: Woot! A chapter on time for once.

Now I do laundry. *shudders*

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The next day, Ichigo’s birthday, he woke up and slowly stretched out his body with a slow groan. He worked his way free of the bedding, the smell of food coming from downstairs, pulling him from his bed and into a shower. It didn’t take him long to shower and dress in a pair of comfortable, stretchy pants, topped with a giant shirt that fell off one shoulder. He brushed out his hair and decided to just leave it loose for the time being.

Heading down the stairs, he yawned as Dante caught sight of him and smirked, knowing just where the shirt he was wearing had come from. “Vergil was wonderin’ where that shirt went off to,” he drawled, Ichigo looking down at his shirt before he shrugged.

“It’s well known that I often steal shirts. It’s kind of an odd habit that I’ve kept from my baby years,” he admitted, something in his soul laughing. The laugh was more of a faint feeling than an actual sound wanting to admit out loud that wearing something drenched in their power and scent made him feel safer than even a gun at hand. “What’s for breakfast?” he asked.

Vergil came out of the kitchen, coming to a standstill and eyeing the way lightly tanned shoulders were shown off by the shirt. He smiled. “I ordered in this morning. From that one restaurant that you liked the last time we ordered breakfast,” he said, pointing to the kitchen.

“Applewood bacon?” Ichigo asked, smiling.

Vergil nodded in reply. “Along with those maple sausages that you enjoyed, and Dante’s strawberry waffles. A few other things too,” he said, waving a hand to the kitchen. “We’re sitting in the breakfast nook this morning. I also happened to pick up some new coffee that I had at my favorite coffee shop.”

“Is it that vanilla caramel that you got last time?” Ichigo asked as he walked past Vergil. He missed the way the devil’s stared at his ass he walked past them. Dante chuckled, nodding, and headed after, sniffing as Vergil pulled the food out of the oven. Ichigo hummed and pulled down three coffee cups and matching juice glasses. He laid them out onto the table, smiling at the fact that the plates and silverware were put out already.

Dante pulled out the juices and poured each person’s favorite juice, starting with Ichigo and his mango pineapple that he seemed was obsessed with. Once that was done with, he poured them coffee while Ichigo waved Vergil off, grabbing the creamers and sugar to go with the coffee.

“So, what do you want to do for your birthday?” Dante asked as he nudged Ichigo to sit in the booth.

Ichigo rolled his eyes at him and slipped into the middle, knowing that the brothers would rather surround him while they sat in the breakfast nook. “I have to finish off a report for one of my classes today. I’m comparing the original Friday the Thirteenth and the reboot version. I think that the reboot is more of a reboot of the first four original movies instead of just the first movie,” he said, shrugging. He watched as the brother’s placed plates of waffles, pancakes, fluffy eggs, hash browns, sausage, thick cut bacon and a toaster onto the table along with bread, soft sweet cream butter, and jams and jellies. “We’re making our own toast?” he asked, eyeing the toaster.

“Yes, we are,” Vergil chuckled as he slid into the booth on one side of Ichigo. “I bought a loaf of that nut bread you like,” he admitted, holding it up with a smile. Ichigo made a happy sound and took it, opening it before pulling out four slices, loading the toaster before setting it and pressing the lever down.

“Thank you,” Ichigo said, hugging the devil around his waist with a smile, pulling away to look over the options laid out. He finally placed some of the hash-browns, eggs, bacon, a waffle, and a couple pancakes onto his plate, snagging two slices of the toast, Vergil grabbing the other two. With the toaster free, Dante made two slices of his preferred honey wheat toast. The two brothers then served themselves, Ichigo waiting for Vergil to cut into his pancake before he picked up one slice of bacon.

“So, are we going to just be watching horror movies for the day?” Dante asked before he shoved a bite of waffle into his mouth.

“As long as you don’t mind just hanging out with me,” Ichigo said. He swallowed his bite of bacon before he dipped it into some of the blackberry syrup that he had poured onto his waffle and pancakes.

Dante snorted, giving Ichigo a look as he chewed. “I don’t mind. It’ll be a nice change to just relax for a few hours,” he drawled. “Vergil here ordered a bunch of stuff from your grocery lists, but he wasn’t able ta get everything. Might need to take ya to the grocery store for the rest if you want.”

Ichigo hummed, nodding as he chewed on his bite of food before he swallowed. He took the creamer offered from Vergil with a smile. “I don’t mind doing that. We can probably do it around five. Does that sound alright?” he asked.

Vergil nodded in agreement. “That’s not a hardship really,” he said, Ichigo shifting and nodding. “I’ll show you what I was able to order. It should be delivered in about an hour or so,” he warned him.

“Just how long have the two of you been up?” Ichigo asked as he added creamer to his coffee. He put a couple of sugar cubes in it before stirring with a spoon.

“Eh, only a few hours,” Dante said. He made his own cup and tested it, nodding his head with a smirk at the taste. Ichigo made a soft considering sound and relaxed between them, his eyes closed as he held the cup. He made soft sounds of delight each time that he took a sip of his coffee. Dante shared a knowing look with his mate, smirking and turning back to his own meal as Vergil shifted in his seat.

They all finished breakfast just as the groceries started to arrive, Dante leaving Vergil and Ichigo to clean up the dishes while he signed for them. The two put the extra food away in containers in the refrigerator. They would most likely eat everything the next morning.

Dante helped the delivery guy carry things in, placing everything onto the cleared counters as Ichigo loaded the dishwasher. He took over the rest of the clean-up while Vergil started to put things away. Ichigo slid onto a barstool with a roll of his eyes and the grocery list set up before him.

Dante called out each item that he put away, Ichigo marking it off with a red pen. After they finished, they returned back to the living room, the younger of the three laying back against Dante’s chest, rather enjoying the way that it felt under his back. Vergil loaded the movie up in the DVD player. “Are you comfortable?” the redhead asked, tilting his head back to stare up at Dante.

“Extremely. You’re rather light, you know that, right?” Dante asked, getting a snort from Ichigo.

“If you ask Grell, I’m supposedly a heavy pain in his ass, but you didn’t hear that from me,” Ichigo huffed, getting a low chuckle from the other man. He blushed at the way it rumbled against his back. “Movie for now so that I can watch it, finish my notes, and then shop before we do dinner?” he asked.

“Yep.” Ichigo wiggled around and found a new comfortable position. Dante hummed and wrapped his arm around Ichigo’s waist, just letting it lay there without really holding onto him.

Ichigo groaned when Vergil’s phone rang, pouting at it as he and Dante sat up enough for the half-devil to grab it and answer it. “Hello?” Dante greeted.

Fifteen minutes after the start of the call, Ichigo was blushing brightly as he pressed his face into his knees, Vergil finishing speaking with his guardians.
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