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Sing Me a Lullabye	By : Strailo Category: Bleach > Crossovers Views: 7184 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Title: Sing Me a Lullabye

Fandom: Bleach/Kuroshitsuji (Black Butler)

Chapter: 21

Chapter title: A Lovely, Sudden Treat

Characters: Viscount, Ichigo, Ciel, Sebastian, Grell, Tanaka

Word Count: 2,010

AN: Ahh, we come to the first ball and discover what those fans with metal in them can be used for. *cackles* *goes back to writing things*
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It was a perfect, lovely, wonderful ball, full of beautiful women sweeping about in the arms of equally handsome men as a waltz played, amusing him as he worked his way through the crowd, looking for the one that had been said to come in on the arm of the Head of the Phantomhive clan. From what the blond haired, violet eyed Viscount could tell, the lady on Ciel’s arm was of an exotic beauty, her English perfect but still tainted by the accent that came from growing up in Japan.
Or so the rumors had told him.
He was intent on finding the beauty for himself, preferably alone. He had heard that women from high clans in Japan were often innocent to a point of stupidity and he wanted to see if it was true. It wasn’t long before he found the red clad beauty that stood next to her companion and who he could only assume was her uncle if the amused, somewhat older face of the gray haired man was to be believed.
She was indeed beautiful. No one but save one could compare to the beauty that stood before him. Her dress was made out of fabric that shifted from a rich red to the deepest black with a solid red underskirt. The top skirt was pulled up and held slightly bunched by ribbons that looked smooth and went all the way up to her trim little waist. Ribbons laced up the front in two columns the color of the darkest red rose, blending in with the red of the fabric before popping when it shifted to black. The sleeves were long, falling down to her elbows before a second piece continued down to her wrists where what appeared to be opera length gloves disappeared up them.
And the hair that was held by a hair net, such a color he had never seen before! It was such a beautiful fiery red-orange, the black of the hair net setting it off in brightness as blood red jewels hung from the net itself, adding to her beauty. And the choker that hung delicately around her neck, that of black velvet and red lace with a simple red garnet with a smaller blue stone hanging under it made him wonder if the skin there would redden under his lips.
Gathering control of himself, his eyebrow rose as two people stepped up, the man handing Ciel a cup of what looked to be champagne while the woman with bright, bloody red hair that was pulled into a simple bun held back with a smaller hair net and was wearing a simply designed dress handed his target a glass that looked to be full of juice. Raising an eyebrow at that, he smirked, and smoothed down his shirt before moving to greet his guests, like the good host that he was.
“Ah, Ciel Phantomhive, a pleasure to see you here at my ball. I was told that you had cut back your ball going and weren’t holding any balls due to construction at your home,” Aleister greeted, getting a bored look from a blue eye.
“Yes, that and I was setting up Tanaka’s niece to start her debut into London society. Her father sent her over to protect her and then I decided that she deserved the chance to make new connections and to find possible suitors,” Ciel lied easily, amused by the fact that any suitor that came up to Ichigo would soon be turned down. He had no doubt that his soon-to-be-mate would make it well known that he only had eyes for one.
“I see. May I inquire as to your name?” Aleister asked, offering his hand and having a slim one placed onto his hand, kissing the back of it.
“My name is Ichigo Kurosaki,” Ichigo introduced, hiding his face behind the black fan that he had chosen for the night, the patterns shifting in the light around them. It was a simple move to make it seem as if he was embarrassed or shy to be introduced to such a man. Ciel and Sebastian just gave him an amused look at the amusement that flowed down the bond to them.
Aleister smiled brightly, loving the husky, all together sexy voice that the other had. “It is a pleasure to meet you, Miss Kurosaki,” he said, hardly stumbling over the last name but taking his time with the unfamiliar word. “I am the Viscount of Druitt, Lord Aleister Chamber. Perhaps you will be so kind as to grace me with a dance?” he asked.
Ichigo looked to Grell and Tanaka, knowing that if he was to get permission for anything it would be from them, at least to the public eye. “Dance, mei-chan,” Tanaka chuckled, taking Ichigo’s glass with a smile.
Grell smiled and eyed the Viscount. “I’m sure he shall behave,” he said, voice soft as to give it a soft pitch and give him the appearance of a woman.
“Very well,” Ichigo said, turning back to Aleister and tucking his fan up his sleeve into the small holder that started where his glove ended. Taking the offered hand, he allowed the blond man to draw him out onto the dance floor, smiling lightly as the other drew him into his arms and they started to dance. Aleister noticed the earrings that hung from Ichigo’s ears, the simple tiered earrings flashing from behind and in a curl that hung down the side of his partner’s face.
“Ah, what are these?” Aleister hummed, tucking the curl back to get a good look at the earrings. They were a simple white gold with garnet stones set in it, one at the top, with three in a triangle following it, two half circles where short lines of more of the small stones fell straight under it. “Beautiful, but not quite as much as you.”
Ichigo hummed, reaching up to brush the earring with a soft smile. “They were Ciel’s mother’s. His aunt had given them to his mother as a wedding gift surprisingly enough,” he said, blushing lightly. “He said he didn’t want them to go to waste so tonight I am allowed to wear them.” The first part was correct, they had been a gift to Ciel’s mother from his aunt, but the second part was a lie. He hadn’t just been given them to wear for the night, they had been given to him as Ciel’s first courting present.
“They look good on you,” Aleister stated as the curl popped back out and the earrings went back to playing peek-a-boo with the world. Smiling, he continued to lead him through the dance, eyes sparkling as Ichigo smiled sweetly up to you. “Is it true? That you are here to break into London Society and find a proper suitor?” he asked, spinning them once.
“Ah, yes, I am. I would have been married by now but...” Ichigo continued, trailing off and looking a bit sad, “but my last suitor was deemed unsuitable. My father hopes that I will find a good man who would be willing to...relocate to Japan. He says there is so much business opportunity for a man that has a proper wife to help guide him through our culture.”
Aleister’s eyes glowed at that thought. He would have a beautiful, exotic woman in his bed and he would also be able to make more and more money. “I see. Not to sound conceited, but I am a rather good business man with quite the fortune that grows every day,” he stated, smirking down at Ichigo. “I am also a very kind man who is willing to take the occasional risk on a new enterprise. But I am also a loving man with a medical degree myself. I don’t often practice it since my life took me in other directions unfortunately,” he continued.
Ichigo just continued to smile, hiding the fact that he was rather annoyed by the man whose hand was slowly stroking up and down his back, getting much too close the swell of his ass. His eyebrow twitched as the hand actually brushed over his ass and his smile dropped off his face, his looks becoming cold. “I suggest you raise your hand before you end up hurt. You see, my companion and oji-san are both very protective of me,” he said softly, eyes glaring up at the Viscount who just shrugged off the threat.
“Oh come now,” he chuckled, never noticing that Ichigo’s hand shifted so he could grab his fan and pull it out. He did notice it when Ichigo reached back with said fan and rapped his fingers sharply due to the breaking of bones and the pain that radiated from his hand.
Ichigo took the chance to shift his face from one of anger to horror and push Aleister away with him before running up to where Tanaka, Ciel, Sebastian and Grell were standing, Ciel speaking with several men about something or another, babbling in Japanese the entire time with tears in his eyes. Ciel’s eye widened as Tanaka’s face went rigid with anger.
“Master Ciel, my niece tells me that the Viscount Aleister Chamber has dared to touch her inappropriately,” Tanaka growled, Grell looking horrified at that bit of news and taking Ichigo into his arms. Ichigo pressed close and looked up through his wet lashes at the younger demon. Sebastian stiffened, knowing that even though it had been planned out to happen this way, Ciel would not like someone touching their future mate. He didn’t like the thought of someone touching their future mate either.
“I see,” Ciel growled, the ball having gone quiet with the words that had come from Tanaka. “I cannot let this go unpunished seeing as it was I that brought her here with the promise that she would be treated well,” he continued, eye narrowed as he stared at Aleister who was holding his hand and looking much like a deer caught in the garden. “I demand that you make rights or you shall know the wrath of the Phantomhive House,” he stated, voice loud and clear as several of the older ladies came over and started to fuss about Ichigo.
“Oh you poor dear, molested during your very first ball,” one of the women cooed, wiping at Ichigo’s tears with a ladies handkerchief.
“I...that is...” Aleister stuttered before swallowing heavily as several of the men looked on in disgust. “Very well. I shall meet with you and a lawyer to discuss the particulars,” he finally said, glaring at the innocent looking Ichigo as he said he didn’t want the ball to be ruined and that he would be fine. The ladies around him fussed even more at how sweet and kind the young ‘lady’ was and how well mannered ‘she’ was.
Ciel snorted and nodded his head before smiling at the women around Ichigo. “If you don’t mind. I think I shall take my guest home now. I’m sure that if you send notes, she wouldn’t mind inviting you to the Phantomhive estate for tea,” he offered, Ichigo curling his hand in the crook of his arm. “I thank you, ladies, for treating Miss Kurosaki so well despite the fact that this happened at such a time,” he continued, the two bowing to the group and getting soft giggles and assurances that they would.
As the group left, Ichigo made sure to look over his shoulder and unfurl his fan, waving it in front of his face as he smirked at Aleister, already knowing that his soon to be lover was going to absolutely ruin the man’s life. He mouthed goodbye at the man before turning around again as Sebastian smirked at the Viscount, already planning on what he was going to do to the idiot when he had a bit of time.
All in all, it was a good night at a boring ball made interesting if the new rumors that were flying around was anything to go by.
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