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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: 23

Chapter title: Meeting the Family

Characters: Various

Word Count: 2,096

AN: So we’re coming down from the smutty and introducing all of the lovely characters to each other, working our way towards the main plot. Still a whiles away though. Cause seriously? Nearly 50 chapters to this story okay? We’re barely on 23 here.
Enjoy.
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Isshin, Soi-Fon, Renji, Kensei and Urahara were all sitting in the formal living room, waiting for Ichigo and the now named Ciel Phantomhive to arrive. They had met with a young blond man named Alois and his personal servant, a demon named Claude while at the door and two other foreigners called Lau and Ran-Mao, both of whom had given them odd looks. Alois just smirked and took a seat in one of the chairs, making sure that he did not sit in what he knew to be Ciel’s favored chair. Another Grim Reaper, retired or not, had come in soon after they had all sat down and been served tea by Tanaka.
They learned that his name was Undertaker, Urahara and he falling into a conversation that made those who knew one of the two very uncomfortable.
“Oh, goody, all of you are here,” Grell chirped, sweeping into the room, wearing a simple dress that was fashioned after Ichigo’s preferred dresses, allowing him room for his ever expanding belly. “Ciel and Ichigo shall be down in a few moments,” he said, smiling sweetly and sitting down on the free love seat. His red hair had been tamed and pulled back into a long braid while his glasses perched on his nose.
Renji eyed the other and shifted, eyebrows furrowing in deep thought as he stared at the person that reminded him of someone. Kensei took one look at Grell and proceeded to choke on his tea at the fact that he was looking at a softer version of Renji for the most part.
“Oh dear, are you alright?” Grell asked, trying to behave. Kensei nodded and waved off the question as he got himself back under control.
“Yes, yes I’m fine,” he said, clearing his throat and smiling at the other. Grell smiled happily back and settled into his spot again as Lau watched, stroking Ran-Mao’s hip in thoughtfulness.
“Mr. Grell, I am surprised that you are wearing a dress. Usually we find you in something else,” he said after a few moments of silence.
“Oh, that’s because my waist won’t let me dress as a man now,” Grell replied, beaming happily as he stroked the slight bump there. “I can’t afford to look like the pregnant man that I am, not while I’m acting as Ichigo’s companion,” he continued, Lau’s eyes widening in surprise as the Shinigami smiled and Undertaker clapped happily.
“Congratulations,” Renji said, tilting his head in a small bow to the Grim Reaper.
“Pregnant? How?” Lau demanded, eyes slitted once more as he stared at the happily beaming Grell. “You are a man.”
“Correction, I am a Grim Reaper. A soul with power. If a Grim Reaper, or any creature of the afterlife depending on the dimension and world, has enough power and a lover that is compatible, the one who is more likely to carry to term has the ability to have children, male or female,” Grell stated, beaming brightly. “I had one child once...but he was taken from me when he was only a few days old,” he continued, his face becoming sad, his eyes flashing to Renji before looking down.
Renji frowned once more as something niggled at him that Unohana had told him one time after a physical, almost grasping it before it slipped away. Shifting in his seat, he looked to the smirking Isshin and then to the bored looking Kensei.
“So you are all Shinigami?” Alois asked, cocking an eyebrow as he played with a bit of his hair, surprised at having been called to the mansion by Ciel. He had a feeling that it was something that needed him and his demonic lover, but didn’t quite know what it was.
Urahara looked over him and smirked. “Indeed, dear immortal boy,” he stated, fiddling with his hat so that it sat properly on his head. “I should say that Kensei, Soi-Fon, and Renji here,” he continued, pointing to the two, “are active Shinigami while I am a banished Shinigami and Isshin is in self-exile due to his love of his now deceased wife.”
“I see,” Alois hummed, rubbing at his bottom lip as he ran his eyes over everyone that was there. He knew from experience that Lau loved sex but wouldn’t do much without his supposed sister but everyone else in the room... Well, he didn’t know much about any of them. The one named Isshin looked smart, rugged in his handsomeness along with Urahara, hat or not. Kensei looked lean but strong enough to leave bruises on his skin and make him scream if he begged prettily enough. There was also an underlying darkness to him that made tingles wander up and down his back. Renji though...he looked much like Grell if not for the dark marks on his face and the marks that he could barely see peeking out of the sleeve of the shirt. He moved like a street rat who had been trained to fight.
Alois smirked. He liked street rats. Claude gazed down at his lover with some amusement. After a rather rocky start that had been solved due to Sebastian’s suggestion of showing Alois how demons took what they claimed as their own, he had introduced the young blond to magic. The young lord had taken quite easily to it and had ended up making himself immortal without meaning to, Claude’s blood flowing through him aiding in that.
Looking to the men that they were waiting for, Claude had to chuckle and note that they all looked as if they had lover’s waiting for them to get back to their world. The demon and mage shared a look, Alois pouting as he rested his elbow on the seat arm and his cheek on his fist. “Damn,” he muttered, getting a few curious looks before they went back to sitting in silence.
The first to arrive was Sebastian, who looked smug about something or another and just a bit ruffled as he fixed his uniform’s jacket and sleeves. “Forgive the wait. Master Ciel is coming now with Ichigo,” he said in greeting.
“We’re here,” Ciel drawled as he walked in behind Sebastian, looking less ruffled then his mate but still ruffled. “Alois, Lau, Ran-Mao, Claude, I would like to introduce Ichigo Kurosaki, Isshin’s eldest child and only son,” he said, hand placed on the small of Ichigo’s back.
Kensei, Renji and Soi-Fon all gaped at him for mostly different reasons then Alois, Lau, Ran-Mao and Claude did, all of them staring at the beautiful male in a woman’s dress. Ichigo had decided on something that would benefit his future place as wife of Ciel Phantomhive.
His dress was a mix of slick blue and rich black, the skirt full and allowing him full range of motion. The top of it looked as if he was wearing a jacket, a black panel covering his chest while the sleeves and back were blue, black lace trimming where each color met, blue buttons running down the front of it. The top half and the back of the skirt was the same blue, bunching slightly in the back, while the rest of it was layered simply black, half of it straight while the last half of it ruffled slightly.
Around his neck, sitting perfectly around the collar of his dress, was a simple white gold chain and a dark blue stone with smaller garnets surrounding it, stating just who he loved and belonged to.
Alois was cursing the fact that he hadn’t gotten to the pretty man before Ciel and Sebastian had, pouting as he sat back in his chair, legs crossing. Renji shook his head and wiped at his face, clearing his throat as he mentally roared with laughter, knowing there were many that wanted the substitute shinigami and knowing that they would never be able to get him now.
Kensei just relaxed, seeing that his pack mate was okay, alive and whole. And by the looks of it, happy, really, truly happy. Soi-Fon stared, surprised at the poise that Ichigo had, feeling all her dislike of the young, brash male disappear and being replaced with the respect that she had felt grudgingly at one time. Claude tilted his head and made a note to not piss of the young cross dresser lest he wanted his ass handed to him by two very possessive demons. Lau and Ran-Mao stared in surprise at the fact that it was another male in a dress and pulling it off.
William sighed as he walked in and around the three mates before finding his own seat next to his mate. “As most of you know, the male with the eye patch is Ciel Phantomhive, and the demon posing as a butler is Sebastian. As Ciel said, his companion is Ichigo, a shinigami that came to us here when he needed to hide in order to heal. That was somewhere around nine months ago. The other shinigami here are Kisuke Urahara, Isshin Kurosaki, Ichigo’s father, Renji Abarai, fukutaicho of the Sixth division, Kensei Muguruma, taicho of the Ninth division and Soi-Fon, taicho of the second division.”
“Indeed,” Ciel hummed, nodding his head to each person as William pointed to them. “I am, as he said, Ciel Phantomhive, the head of the Phantomhive family. Those sitting here are Lau and his...sister Ran-Mao,” he stated, voice showing how much he believed that, “Earl Alois Trancy and his own demonic servant Claude Faustus. And the ex-Grim Reaper, Undertaker. And if you start thinking unwelcome thoughts about Ichigo I will make your life hell,” he warned the silver haired Grim Reaper.
Alois smirked at them and waved his hand with a soft chuckle. “Such a pleasure to meet you,” he said, voice purring. Isshin and Urahara smirked at each other, making the blond cock an eyebrow as he reminded himself that he wasn’t a child anymore and he had to act like the Earl that he was. Claude just smirked and bowed politely, Lau smirking and waving his own hand in greeting.
“Such a delight to meet you all,” Lau chirped, Ran-Mao just nodding her head in greeting. Isshin looked to Urahara and they both burst into sniggers at the thought of Ran-Mao ever meeting the expressionless Harribel.
Ichigo chuckled lowly and smoothed a hand down his dress. “I’m surprised that you haven’t greeted me like you normally do, ‘tou-chan,” he said, counting down from five the moment that his father looked to him with tears in his eyes.
“You haven’t called me ‘tou-chan’ since you were 6, my darling child! Come! Give tou-chan a hug!” Isshin cried out as he jumped up and jumped at his son. Ichigo sighed as he stepped to the side and let his father slam into the now closed door behind him.
“It is good to see you too, tou-chan,” Ichigo chuckled as his father slid to the floor, groaning and twitching. Sebastian and Ciel stared at him with wide eyes, surprised that their lover was so used to such attacks. “He often does a flying kick to greet me when we are in our dimension, or to wake me up. I must say that it certainly helped my spacial awareness,” he explained with a sweet smile. “Now, as for the reason that we asked you to come here is because you all know about the Spiritual World, and in your own way, are deadly. I have questions I would like to ask of you, but first, I must tell you of the war in our world. And tou-chan, guys, I will explain what happened to me during this explanation too,” he stated, moving to sit down on Ciel’s chair, hands placed in his lap.
“Very well. Go ahead and start then,” Soi-Fon stated, eyes narrowed as Ichigo smiled.
“I shall once I have tea and something to eat. It was a bit hectic this morning, what with learning that Tanaka’s family is blessed by the Kitsunes, he more so than the rest of it,” Ichigo chuckled, remembering seeing a now thirty something Tanaka come down into the kitchen. They hadn’t done much eating while the man had explained about his family and the cycle he went through every so often.
Sebastian disappeared out of the study but was quick to come back with finger foods, most notably, fruit and pastries, handing out small plates and tea for everyone.
“Well, I suppose my story starts on the day that I lost my mother,” Ichigo said, taking a deep breath after he had eaten a grape.
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