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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: 2
Characters: Sebastian, Ichigo, Ciel, Grell, Dante
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Warnings: Nothing yet but some talk of brother on brother mating incest. This is key to the future chapters
AN: Not sure what to say but there is a lot to come!

Please note that for the next two weeks, I’m going to not be able to post. Gonna be gone for the two Monday’s so sorry guys!
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Staring up at the house, Ichigo looked to the side at his guardians as he listened to the demonic screams that were heard from within. “Are you sure this Dante person is good?” he asked softly, shifting on his feet. Ciel chuckled softly and pressed a comforting hand to his back.

“We’re very sure. Dante is well known to be a rather powerful devil hunter. And he himself is a half-devil,” Ciel drawled. He watched as an owl flew out of a tree with a frown before he checked the moon. It looked like it was covered in poison, a sickly green color but it was starting to lighten in shade. “He should be done soon from what I can tell.”

“Goody.” Ichigo grunted. “We trekked out here for what reason now?” he asked, burying himself back into his jacket. After the attack, they had decided that the day after Christmas they would leave London long enough to retain the services of someone named Dante to protect Ichigo until the two demons had finished cleaning the city out. Grell, William and Undertaker would help them do that.

They were also going to be doing the same thing in a few other cities in England, just to make sure that it didn’t seem too odd that the cities were being cleared out.

“What’s the difference between demons and devils?” he asked, looking to Sebastian.

Sebastian smiled at the question and tweaked Ichigo’s hairpin with an amused look. “The difference is that demons need souls to continue on with their lives, but that they can’t take a soul without it being given in some way.”

“Devil’s on the other hand just eat the flesh, uncaring of the soul most often than not,” a rich voice drawled from the side. A man with well-trimmed hair falling about his face walked up as he slid a rather large sword back onto his back, trench coat fluttering around his legs. “Why is it that you’re hanging out with demons?” he asked, eyeing Ichigo and getting a bored look in return. He paused when he felt the tingle of a mark, but not one that he had felt before. “You gave up your soul?” he asked, sneering.

Ichigo sneered at the half-devil in return, already pissed off that he was going to most likely miss the first couple of months of the rest of his school year because of some idiot Shinigami. “No, I didn’t. What I did do was inherit a specialized Faustian mark that comes when you save two demons from an overzealous hunter who can’t tell the neutral from the ‘fuck this world over because I can’,” he snorted. He crossed his arms. “I cannot believe that you’re the guy that these two want to entrust me to,” he muttered, stalking off and going to stand next to the shadow covered Grell.

The redhead just clucked his tongue and pulled the younger male close to him, stroking his arms and sharing some of his body heat. Pressing close, Ichigo watched the way Dante’s entire being had gone from laid back but on the watch to something closer to what Ciel and Sebastian often looked like.

To him, it looked kind of odd, watching him go from a dick to someone who apparently knew how to respect a person.

“His father was a devil named Sparda,” Grell drawled as he tugged Ichigo back over to the three males as Ciel explained why they were there. “He’s a Prince in his own right while Sebastian is a Lord that knew his father. That is, before shit went down.”

Dante eyed Grell’s hair and cocked an eyebrow. Sebastian sighed, already feeling the question that was coming while Ciel shook his head and Ichigo moved out of the way. “You know a chick named Nevan? You look like you could be her kid,” he said.

Grell just sneered at him instead of attacking. “No. This is my hair color and it denotes the way that I died when I became a Grim Reaper,” he stated, shaking his head with a snort. “I am one of the few Grim Reapers that actually lost their original hair color.”

“Wasn’t William-san’s a blond color before he died?” Ichigo asked, looking up at Grell as he remembered when he had listened to a rip-roaring drunk Grell had talked about his death.

“Yes. Suffocation is the only death that causes a Grim Reapers hair to turn such a soft, matte black like that while freezing to death like Undertaker’s death causes the silver,” Grell reminded him.

Dante eyed Grell’s hair with a raised eyebrow. “And what was your death to turn it red?” he asked. Grell stared at him with dark eyes before clicking his tongue.

“I used to be the same shade of brown that my wig was. I was...well quite literally drenched in my own blood. Murder is such a nasty way to die,” Grell sighed, shrugging one shoulder. “Anyways, are you sure we can trust him with our Ichi? He’s already put him in a bad mood with just the one question. It won’t be a good thing if he keeps working to piss him off. We might end up having to come back and find a crucified bodyguard.”

Ichigo snorted in disdain, sneering. “I would never hurt myself to crucify him.” Dante raised an eyebrow. “I would never be able to get him up onto the damn cross. I’d just shove him into a pit with no way out and filled with rabid kittens.”

Dante blanched at the dark glare sent his way before Ichigo reached into Sebastian’s pocket and pulled out the keys to the car, stalking off to where they were parked, back ramrod straight. “He wouldn’t do that would he?” he asked, looking to Sebastian and Ciel as he pointed after Ichigo.

Ciel shrugged as he watched his charge walk with a thoughtful look. “Not a clue. But he does have an estate cat that follows him around so it’s not that hard to imagine that he could get his hands on rabid kittens. Or creating a pit for them and you.” Dante turned white before he huffed and crossed his arms.

“Can you tell me again why it is I’m agreeing to this shit?” Dante asked, shaking his head as Sebastian smirked.

“It is because Vergil threatened to cut you off and we’re paying you a good eight thousand pounds for a starter fee. That along with a daily fee of three hundred pounds to care for him,” Sebastian stated. He snickered softly, patting the other man on the back. “We shall meet you at Devil May Cry and truly introduce you to our young charge.”

Dante groaned, shaking his head as he headed for his own bike. He found that Ichigo had already started the car and was sitting in the passenger side seat with a small e-reader in hand while he warmed up. Shaking his head, he climbed onto the back of the bike, silently cursing his mate as he started it. He nodded at the three, Grell disappearing into thin air, while Sebastian and Ciel climbed into the car.

“Why me?” he muttered, pulling his helmet on. “The money is really good, I know, but seriously? Why me?” Starting his bike, he kicked the kickstand up and pulled ahead, leading the way to his home and office.

It didn’t take him more than an hour to pull into the garage to the side of his office and home, parking next to Vergil’s car and swing his leg over his bike. He walked out to meet the group in front of the building, finding that they had already parked, and Ichigo was stepping out with the help of Ciel. Staring at that, he shook his head as his twin walked out, smoothing a bit of hair down and looking elegant even in his simple white shirt and tailored slacks.

“Do you have any bags with you, Ichigo?” Vergil asked, smiling down at the young man in greeting. Ichigo nodded and pointed to the trunk.

“I have a few of them but I can carry them just fine, Vergil-san,” Ichigo said, getting a low chuckle.

“Don’t worry about it. I am sure that between Dante, Sebastian, and I that they will be of no trouble,” Vergil told him, reaching out to tuck a bit of hair back behind Ichigo’s ear. Dante huffed while the two demons smirked, knowing just what the half-devil was doing.

Ichigo sighed and rolled his eyes. “Fine, but I’m carrying a certain bag myself,” he said, walking around to the trunk and letting Sebastian open it for them. Reaching in, he pulled out a hard-shelled case, holding it by the side handle.

“What’s in there?” Dante asked, staring at the case with a furrowed brow. It didn’t look like it was anything beyond a hard-shell suitcase, but he had a feeling that it was indeed quite a bit more than what it looked.

Ichigo smiled sweetly up at him as he shifted the suitcase in his hand, noticing that a young girl was standing in the doorway, watching them. “It’s just a suitcase filled with some various weapons. It was created to hold them while we traveled. Especially since on our second vacation I was attacked by some idiot. They decided that I needed to have variety to carry around instead. And of course, keep my practice up with,” he said.

Dante stared after him as Ichigo walked up to the door, smiling and ushering the young girl in with promises of cocoa. Vergil laughed at his brother’s face and turned to gather another suitcase, Sebastian grabbing the rather large duffle bag and a hanging suitcase, Ciel shaking his head with a smile.

“Come on, Dante. You can be amazed at our young charge's abilities later,” Ciel drawled, heading up the stairs with Sebastian.

“Remember, you have to get along with him. As long as you do so, things will be fine. We shall end up with quite a bit of money and we can take a short vacation afterwards,” Vergil drawled before he walked up the stairs himself, heading into the building. Dante huffed and wondered just what watching Ichigo would bring to their lives.

It was going to be nothing but interesting or maddening, either way.
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