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Whisper To Me	By : Strailo Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 9092 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Title: Whisper to Me

Fandom: Bleach/Kuroshitsuji

Part: 15

Characters: Ciel, Sebastian, Sado, Ichigo, Urahara

Word count: 1,741

Warnings: Nothing

AN: Starting to introduce characters and setting the stage! Hot damn! I hope you guys enjoy this chapter and all the chapters to come. :D I'm off to do more things. I have a word count to hit.
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The next morning, Ichigo got up early, sliding out of bed and making William growl as he woke up, eyes blinking to clear his sight. Smiling at his companion, glad that the Grim Reaper didn’t mind sleeping next to him and expecting nothing more than a warm body to cuddle up to, Ichigo gathered his outfit for the day, stealing one of his partner’s shirts to wear. Heading to his personal bathroom, door closed behind him and window cracked open to let out the steam, he was soon clean and dressed.
Coming back out, Ichigo had to chuckle at the fact that his companion was up but was grumpily sitting on the edge of the bed, rubbing at his face as he tried to wake up. “Before I started to see you more often, I always thought you were a morning person,” he teased, getting a dark look from William before he was pulled over by the man.
“Grell is the morning person,” William grunted, burying his face into Ichigo’s stomach. He got a chuckle from the younger man before he pulled away to head down to the kitchen with a smile, leaving the Grim Reaper to take his own shower and dress.
Once downstairs, Ichigo greeted Grell and Sebastian and started to help make breakfast with the two, all of them sitting down to eat before the youngest took his demonic guardians to Urahara’s shoten. Sado met them when they were nearly there. Ichigo had chuckled and hugged the larger man, squeaking when he had been picked up and squeezed tightly, Sado muttering softly in Spanish.
“It’s good to see you too,” Ichigo hummed, hugging his friend around his head and running his fingers through soft hair, taking in the scent of strength and power with a smile. “You grew a goatee since the last picture,” he teased as he was put down onto his own two feet.
“I did,” Sado rumbled, nodding to the two demons who were eyeing him and looking as if they wanted to steal Ichigo away and hide him away for all time. “Your guardians?” he asked, bowing slightly to Sebastian and Ciel.
“Yes. Sado, I would like to introduce Ciel Phantomhive and Sebastian Michaelis, my guardians and the ones that have kept me safe from everyone,” Ichigo chuckled, patting Sado on his stomach. “This big lug is Sado Yasutora, one of my oldest friends. I think I told you two how we met,” he continued, smiling brightly.
“Yes, you told us about saving him from some thugs back when you were still having to protect yourself from people who thought you dyed and the such,” Sebastian said. He watched as Ichigo flush and the younger man rub at his face. “Such a little fighter.”
“Comes in handy now days,” Ichigo replied, flashing his guardian’s a smile as they continued on their way to the shoten. Once they were there, Sebastian was the first one to step into the shop, eyes sweeping around the shelves and making sure that there was no danger for those under his care. Ciel followed after him and then Ichigo once he had been told that it was clear to do so. “Hello?” he called out, slipping off his shoes at the raised area that lead towards the back living space.
“Ahh, Ichigo-kun, you have grown so very much,” Urahara chuckled as he came out from the back, fan waving and smiling behind it. Ichigo just raised an eyebrow at the other man.
“Your pictures are deceptive, Urahara-san,” Ichigo replied, waving a hand at his guardians. “I’m sure you know my guardians, and of course Sado-kun too. You are Kisuke Urahara, exiled taicho of the Twelfth squad. And the one who is rather willing to help us at the moment, right?” he asked, Urahara tilting his head in agreement.
“Indeed I am. Welcome to my shoten. If you’ll follow me, I can show you where you can sit and we can talk,” Urahara chuckled, drawing the four to his dining room table and sitting down at it with them.
Ichigo looked at the large man who came out with a tray filled with cups and a pot, eyebrows raising. “My, you are much larger than your pictures suggest,” Ichigo breathed, blinking at him as Sebastian and Ciel both smirked at their young charge.
“Of course he is,” Ciel chuckled, shaking his head with a smile, drawing a pout from Ichigo as he accepted the tea cup from Tessai.
“Ichigo-san, it is good to see you once more,” Tessai greeted, leaving the tray for them before bowing and leaving.
“So, how are we supposed to get to the Seireitei? And where do I need to go once I get there?” Ichigo asked, cutting straight to business, adding a bit of honey to his tea and taking in the deep breath of green tea with a hum of pleasure. It was hard to find a proper tea in England, as he often told the English males, getting protests about their tea, and he was going to enjoy a properly made green tea that teased his taste buds.
“First of all, what do you know about your family’s deaths?” Urahara asked. He leant forward with his own tea cup in hand, eyes shadowed by the green striped hat that sat over blond locks. Ichigo frowned and nibbled at his bottom lip.
“We know that it was Shinigami who had killed my father and sisters, that much is true. When they were picked up by Undertaker as a favor to Ciel and Sebastian, they were able to say that they were probably from the Second Division of the Seireitei’s Gotei 13,” Ichigo stated, playing with his tea cup.
Urahara hummed softly, eyes soft. “I had wondered where their souls had gone off to,” he said, Ichigo smiling slightly.
“They were marked for immediate pick up by the Grim Reapers since with the Shinigami they have to wait for the souls to be released from their bodies,” Ichigo admitted, shrugging one shoulder before sighing lowly. “I was lucky that they were able and willing to do what they did for my family,” he continued, leaning against Sado, enjoying his silent comfort for a few moments before looking up at him with a bemused expression. “No insult but I much prefer William to you.”
“Your boyfriend, right?” Sado asked, Ichigo snorting and Urahara looking interested in that aspect.
“Boyfriend eh?” the hat wearing blond purred, eyes sparkling.
“Not so much a boy as a man who I happen to be dating,” Ichigo stated, tossing a bit of the cookies that Tessai had snuck onto the table, turning his bemused look to his godfather. “Now, I have a feeling that you know just who it was who went after my family.”
“Yes, I do know. I’ve told you about Yoruichi right?” Urahara asked, Ichigo nodding his head with an amused look on his face. “She was able to find out just who it was that came. It was indeed some of the Second division fighters, but it was not Soi-Fon who ordered the hit or approved of it. Rather, it came down from the higher ups.”
“Which higher ups though? Or was Yoruichi unable to get that information?” Ciel asked, raising an eyebrow at the man before them with a semi curious look on his face.
“You are right, she was unable to get that information. She had gotten into the daireishoairo, or the Great Archive of Seireitei, but wasn’t able to find the right file before she had to leave,” Urahara said, nodding his head with a serious look on his face. “I know where you can find it when you enter and I’ll send you with a map of a sorts to get there,” he promised, the four males before him nodding their heads in agreement.
“So, how are we getting through to Seireitei?” Sebastian asked, placing his tea cup down, having been quiet the entire time the conversation had gone on.
“You shall be using the dangai that I have been piecing together for the last two months. Since you had told us that you guys were coming I’ve been working to gather everything that I would need to build it. I just finished gathering everything so it’ll be another two months before you can go through,” Urahara warned before smirking. “But I do believe that you are also here is to learn how to use the zanpactou that your dear guardians have told me that you have contacted and talk with often, yes?”
“Yes,” Ichigo said, scowling at the bland looking Ciel and Sebastian as the two demons tried to pull of innocent and not quite pulling it off. “I’m onto you two, don’t think I’m not,” he stated, pointing his finger at the two men, showing them that they were on his hit list for the moment in one movement.
They feared for their share of the cake that they knew Ichigo was going to make soon.
“Come now. We can start tomorrow, how does that sound?” Urahara chirped, Ichigo nodding in agreement, smiling slightly at the man. “For now, what are your plans?” he asked.
Ichigo chuckled and put his now empty tea cup onto the table. “I need to meet the resident Shinigami and get under their skin,” he said simply, eyebrow raising. “It’ll be good to have a feel for the layout and social structure of the Seireitei. And if I get lucky, they’ll be willing to help me with what I need to do to make sure that this never happens again. Because from what we’ve learned, this hasn’t been the first time that they have killed someone just because they feel the person or persons aren’t useful or they consider them dangerous.”
“You are right about that,” Urahara sighed, putting his own tea cup down. “And luckily enough for you, I know just who it is that is the resident Shinigami. Her name is Kuchiki Rukia and this is her third time here. She keeps in contact with me due to her needing a touch stone where she can heal and train as needed,” he smirked, Ichigo smiling softly.
“I think I’ll introduce myself to Kuchiki-san sometime tonight,” Ichigo chuckled.
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