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Estate Managed Love	By : Strailo Category: Bleach > Crossovers Views: 4799 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Title: Estate Managed Love
Fandom: Bleach/Kuroshitsuji
Pairings: Ciel/Sebastian/Ichigo
Chapter: 18
Word Count: 1630
Warnings: nothing
AN: Another chapter, another day! *goes back to writing*

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Sitting at a floor table on a floor pillow, decked out in a formal kimono he had quickly changed into, Ichigo carefully sipped at his tea, watching the way his uncle was watching him. “You wanna just get this over with and tell me how things are going on with Rukia and how things got fixed so fast?” he asked.

Byakuya sighed as he placed his tea cup down before him, frowning slightly. “It seems as if Aizen’s hypnosis had been much deeper within her mind than with the rest of us,” he said. “We did not catch it fast enough though. It took us until you had left to discover what had happened and how it had deepened her care for you into an obsession.”

Ichigo sighed and shook his head. “Aizen is and was a slippery bastard. Now and then,” he mused. “What exactly did the hypnosis do to her?”

Byakuya had a thoughtful look on his face as he poured a bit more tea. “As I said, it seemed that it amplified her interest in you when he found out that the two of you were working together. Before then, she was known to be on the obsessive side about certain things so it would have been overlooked for a time.”

“Like with her thing with Chappy the Bunny?” Ichigo asked as he cocked an eyebrow. Byakuya let himself groan and nod his head. “Which means that Aizen saw it as a good thing to encourage her into obsession over me. Probably coming from the fact that she was a Rukigon rat for so long and then was picked up by you. Renji told me that they used to have friends who either joined the life stream or started a new life when they couldn’t make it. Or when assholes got to them.”

“Ah, on the topic of the districts, they are being cleaned out and up now. Any person who we find have fighting abilities are given the choice of learning new fighting skills to make a good living using those skills. We have a few fighting instructors for the higher grades now. They’re learning how to fight dirty in some cases,” Byakuya told him. Ichigo hummed and nodded.

“She’s planning her marriage, right? That’s what dad told me.” Ichigo picked up his cup as Byakuya nodded his head. He sipped the tea. “And she’s happy with this?” he asked.

“Yes. She does love him. It seems that they had been seeing each other off and on for many years, keeping it...Well, not so much hidden as just out of the eye of those around us. He is the last heir to a very prominent family but when he was lost, he had taken his mother’s name to protect himself on the streets. It wasn’t until he joined the academy that he used his family name. He has shown himself strong on his own without needing to use his family name in the public,” he explained. He poured fresh tea into Ichigo’s cup. “Due to him now being the fukutaicho of the Ninth, they can’t touch him. His family has been found on top of that and brought in as a proper family, so he has that backing. Their estate is actually next to us.”

“So, she is living on the Kuchiki Estate right now, but not in the main house, right?” Ichigo asked. Byakuya nodded. “That’s good. It gives her time to heal and allows her to be away from the Elders clucking at her about this and that.” Byakuya raised an eyebrow at him. “When I was here for training during the Winter War, they often looked down at me. Despite the way that we learned that I was family and the only viable heir at the time.”

Byakuya huffed. “Yes, they can be rather...stiff and annoying in many ways, can’t they?” he asked. “I will speak with them about their need to push away heirs and fellow family members. There are many who were into the family that they dote upon them as it is.”

Ichigo snorted and smirked at the other man. “Considering that we are, spiritually speaking, family, they have to learn not to do that. They’ve already driven quite a few away with their attitudes,” he said. “So. She’s going to marry Shuuhei-san. Is she going to see anyone about the hypnosis issues?” he asked.

“She is.” Byakuya refreshed his own tea cup, adding a bit of honey powder. “Unohana-san has her coming in to do some deeper scans for any reiatsu that may be lingering. She has to remove it carefully so that she doesn’t do damage to Rukia’s reiatsu and her brain.”

Ichigo nodded, placing his cup down onto the saucer. “I think that once I’m at home again, I’ll have my father send you guys some updated psychology books from the Living World. You guys have shut yourselves off from that world for so long that you are quite a bit behind the times in terms of the medical world,” he said. He eyed his uncle. “Especially mental health.”

“What are you thinking about?” Byakuya asked him, looking curious about what was going on in Ichigo’s mind.

Ichigo sighed and rested an elbow on the table, placing his chin in hand. “I’m thinking that she might have a form of PTSD.” Byakuya tilted his head, curious. “Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder. After a traumatic event, or events, the mind is broken in different ways. In some, it’s a hyper awareness. In others, it comes out as anxiety and panic attacks. Triggers are things that make the person who went through the event relive the event. And are most often than not part of it. Shinigami may be long lived, but they’re likely to have it. Renji, Kira-san, Momo-san, and Shuuhei-san all have a mild version from that one exercise that got fucked by Aizen. Rukia most likely has a mild form from her years in the districts.”

“And does therapy help this?” Byakuya asked.

Ichigo nodded. “Yeah. But it’s also usually built around the person and what they need. I’ll see what dad can send you about mental health before I go home,” he promised. “I can find more in Tokyo. But I do think that she’ll be best to be put on desk duty for a while as you get her the needed help.” Byakuya nodded once more. “I think that a few of the newer Shinigami trainees, those who are from the last twenty years at the least, would be best to head into the Living World to pick up books to add to the main library.”

Byakuya made a considering sound. “We do have a few who have died in the last ten years. I believe that they are in the higher classes and will be best. I will speak with Unohana-sou-taicho about doing this. We do have accounts in the living world that make us money. It has gotten easier with the Vizards helping take care of those accounts for us. We also have a business that does help us in making money.” He smiled at the look he got. “It is all legal. There have been a few connections that the Seireitei have used through the centuries that help us keep things legal. And it does allow us to give back to the Living World by creating jobs.”

“That sounds like a good set up then,” Ichigo said, leaning back on his hands with a chuckle. “Let’s see. Books on mental health. Books on everything that the Living world has learned in the last three hundred years. I’ll have to create a list of books for you guys to get in the next few months if you go for more,” he said, shaking his head. “It’s going to be long.”

“I would not doubt that fact,” Byakuya said. He gave his nephew a look. Ichigo just smiled serenely back at him before he carefully stood. “I suppose that you are going to leave?”

“If you don’t want two very possessive demons storming your estates? Yes. They’re about done with Unohana anyways I would think,” Ichigo said. “I need to stop and change into my normal outfit at Renji’s anyways.”

“I had wondered why you were wearing such a formal kimono to a meeting with us,” Byakuya drawled. Ichigo shrugged with a smirk. “I shall escort you to Renji’s home.”

Leaving the estate, Byakuya did indeed escort him to Renji’s home and then to the gates, seeing him off. Arriving at home with his lovers soon after, Ichigo headed to where his body waited for him while the two demons slipped out into the main room. He sighed as he slipped into his body, slowly stretching out the kinks with a groan. Standing up from the padded table that Urahara had placed him onto, he again stretched, feeling the way his soul settled back in easily, smiling as he went to hunt down his lovers.

He found them smiling as a small cat that looked as if it was made of shadows and blood hissed at Urahara, the man eyeing the cat. Ichigo’s eyebrow raised when the kitten meowed at the sight of him and bounded over to him, rubbing against his ankles as it purred happily. He turned to his lovers, who just smiled and pointed at Undertaker.

Ichigo let out a small snicker at the fact that the man was scratched up to high hell but looked rather pleased with the fact that the kitten seemed to like Ichigo.

“Who wants to tell me what’s going on?” Ichigo asked as he sat down at the table. The kitten climbed into his lap as the three men told him just what they were thinking.
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