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: 22
Word Count: 1623
Warnings: Nothing
AN: We’re so close to the end here people! Only 3 more weeks and then we’re on to an Avengers/Bleach fic and then a Naruto Our Truths What If fic requested by my lovely beta, Cutsy. *snugs her*
Enjoy!
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Stepping out of the car with a smile aimed at Tanaka, Ichigo took his hand back to tuck a bit of hair back into the bun that he had pulled his hair into. He had found a pretty dress waiting on his bed when he had gone to get dressed for their date night. He had sighed but was still willing to indulge his lovers. He did like pretty things after all and he hadn’t bothered to bring many fancy masculine clothes. Just enough to do his job.
The dress was a rich plum color and had a high neck. The entire thing, outside of being a dress, was cut for any form, including a male. It swept against the floor, just barely letting out his chosen boots to peek out with each of his steps. The skirt was loose enough to let him move while keeping a semi-mermaid cut to it when it wasn’t moving. His boots had been a pair that he had grabbed that morning during a run to the store for some more proper tea, bought on a whim. He loved the fact that it was an ankle high boot with a two-inch chunk heel. It reminded him of some of the shoes that he had seen in a few of the paintings around the Japanese Estate.
He had pulled his hair up to be held in place with a simple comb that had a red champion bloom decorating it. He had then added a choker the same color of his dress. He had sent an e-mail to his sister for sneaking in jewelry into his luggage. His makeup was subtle and simple, his lips a dusky rose pink that looked good with the color of his dress.
He was what he wanted to pull off to perfection: Androgynous and beautiful.
Tanaka had smiled at him, taken several pictures and sent it to their shared family. Ichigo had paused and admitted that it was going to take time to remember that Tanaka had been a Shinigami, just like his father, and had lost his power. That had been an interesting talk, especially since he had seen a picture on the wall of the Kuchiki clan estate. To find out that he had an uncle on Byakuya’s mother’s side of the family in the living world had been even more of a mind fuck.
But even with that information, it hadn’t changed just how protective of Ichigo Tanaka was, and he still was willing to talk with him. It just added another layer.
Then the man had tucked him into the back of the car when he was ready and driven to where the building was. Taking the badge that was held out to him that would let him bypass most people, he pressed a kiss to Tanaka’s cheek. “Thank you, Tanaka. I’ll send you a text the moment that I get up there,” he promised.
Tanaka chuckled softly. “Very well, nephew. Until then I shall wait for you,” he promised. Ichigo smiled and nodded, walking into the building. He nodded his head when the doorman opened and held the door for him.
Following the directions that his lover had sent to him via text that morning, he signed in at the computer, putting in his reasons for being there and scanning the badge that he had been given. Getting approval, he stepped through the tall machines, knowing that they were more x-ray machines instead of something else and headed for the elevators. He waited for the private elevator once he had scanned his pass again, taking it up to the top floor.
Walking to the office, he noticed that it had a few cubicle areas, allowing the people working on that floor more space than other floors. He walked around the edge of the main area and walked up to the doors for Ciel’s and Sebastian’s offices. Ignoring the protesting secretaries and their words that his lovers were busy, he pushed open Sebastian’s door. He paused when his lover looked up from his desk and smirked, looking over his shoulder at the scowling secretary.
“It is impolite to lie to someone, secretary-san. Especially since, as their personal assistant, I know that I am the only person who is due here at this time,” he said. He turned around to look at his lover. “Are you two ready to go? Tanaka is waiting for me to send him a text that I arrived fine,” he greeted, stepping further into the office and letting the door close behind him as he walked over to the desk. He chuckled when Sebastian ran his eyes over with obvious appreciation.
“Almost. I’m glad that the dress fits properly,” Sebastian greeted, standing up and holding his hand out to his lover, getting a smile as Ichigo took it. He tugged him closer and stole a soft kiss, amused that the lipstick didn’t move. Ichigo chuckled and wiped at his lips, getting the gloss.
“Got some gloss there,” he teased, Sebastian raising an eyebrow. “I need to find a proper shade of this color in normal lipstick. Or when it’s not so coral instead of pink. I tend to be picky and gloss shifts color.”
“So I see. Let me gather Ciel from his office and we shall leave for the dinner,” Sebastian chuckled. Ichigo smiled and nodded, pulling away from his lover. Sebastian walked through a door that lead into a bathroom and linked the two offices, leaving him to wait. Digging around in his small bag, he pulled out his phone and sent the message before pulling out his mirror and lip gloss. He ignored the two secretaries as they glared at him and checked his lipstick. He held the gloss container in the same hand as his mirror as he freshened the gloss over the color after getting his kiss from Ciel.
Ichigo smiled when Ciel stepped up behind him to wrap his arms around his waist, the slightly smaller male leaning back against him with a chuckle. “Hello, beautiful,” Ciel greeted.
Ichigo turned around and was rewarded with a new kiss, prompting him to wipe off the leftover lip gloss that transferred. “Did you know that your secretaries are glaring at me like I’m some kind of gold digger?” he asked teasingly.
Ciel snorted. “We have to be sneaky to get you to agree to let us buy you anything, so I doubt that you are a gold digger.”
Ichigo rolled his eyes. “I do not need brand new cars in every single country that we go to. I can just use yours perfectly fine,” he said.
Ciel smirked. “We know but we like doing things for you,” he said. He pulled away finally as Sebastian finished closing things off for them. Ichigo rolled his eyes and fixed his lip gloss. “I will take you to a few new places with better quality makeup and let you loose with a credit card. Would that work better for you?” he asked.
“Make it a mall so that I can set up my closet here? I swear that the customs people weren’t listening since they kept asking me why I had feminine clothing in all of my bags,” Ichigo teased. Sebastian chuckled as he took Ichigo’s hand, tucking it into his elbow, Ciel walking beside them and opening the door to leave the office.
“We’ll take you to the largest mall in the city and play pack mules for you this weekend,” Ciel promised. He got a beaming smile. “And maybe fit in a movie. I believe that one horror movie that you have been going on about has come out.”
“It was last week,” Ichigo said as they stopped before one of the desks.
“I expect the reports to be fully typed up for me to review it in the morning for the next meeting. And the other report to be done after lunch,” he warned them. “I will warn you now since you are both so new, if one thing is wrong with those reports, I will know, and it will be a strike against you,” he stated. The two stared at him with wide eyes and nodded their heads, watching as the two men escorted their lover off, all of them walking and moving as if they had been together for longer than a few months.
Heading to the parking garage, Sebastian finally said, “I do hope that you enjoy real Italian. A new restaurant has opened, and we were thinking of taking you there,” he said.
Ichigo smiled as he slid into the car, Ciel sliding in beside him. Sebastian was going to drive them this time around. He pulled out his phone to check and found a message from Tanaka. “That sounds like a perfect time,” he said, sending a message to him, telling him where they were going. He got one back that said the older man had decided to stay in town and go see a movie marathon of some of his favorite films. “Tanaka is staying in town. Just in case something happens, and we need him. Call him a worrywart when it comes to me.”
“So I have seen,” Ciel chuckled as Sebastian slid into the driver’s side. He started the car and pulled out of their parking lot. “That will be fine. He hasthis habit of following after us when something puts his back up,” he drawled as he tucked Ichigo against his side. They fell into a comfortable silence as Sebastian drove them to the restaurant. Once there, they were seated at their table and started to talk once more as they ate delicious food and savored the perfect wines with their dinner.
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