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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: 25

Chapter title: History Comes Out

Characters: Isshin, Ichigo, Sebastian, Ciel

Word Count: 1605

AN: And we come to another chapter. :D I hope you guys enjoy it all, really! *bounces off*
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Lunch went well, even with Ichigo shifting every few minutes in his seat and getting teased by Kensei, Renji learning fast to keep his mouth shut or have Ichigo comment on his still there limp. The rest of those who knew Ciel and Sebastian found the fiery young male amusing and a good match for the two demons.
After lunch, the visiting Shinigami had been shown to the guest wing before Isshin had sought out his child, finding him in a different dress, this one a simple dark blue that flowed to the ground with loose sleeves and delicate embroidery work around the bottom hem and sleeve hems.
“You’re getting better at the smaller stuff again,” Isshin mused as he shoved his hands into his pockets, gazing at Ichigo who looked up from where he was arranging some flowers in a vase.
“Elizabeth has been helping me to refine my technique. She told me that if I was to continue to live here as a woman, that I would need to have all the skills of one,” he mused, fussing with the blooming flowers a bit more before placing it into the middle of the table next to a small bowl of fruit that he had asked for. Pluto bounded up, holding a large branch in his mouth, putting it down and wagging his tail happily. “Can you throw that far for him?” he asked.
Isshin chuckled and moved down the steps, glad that he had removed his shirt and vest when in his room, picking up the branch that was slightly chewed on. Rearing back, he threw it far over the estate, Pluto bounding after it with a happy yip. “He seems like a giant puppy,” he mused, chuckling as he turned to gaze at his son, stopping at the sight that greeted him. His face softened as he said, “You look so much like your mother, Ichigo. She would be proud of the person you are now.”
“You think so, tou-chan?” Ichigo blushed and moved to sit on the swinging chair, Isshin following him as they sat down on it.
“I know so. She would be so very proud and happy that you found your piece of heaven even with everything that has happened to you,” Isshin stated, wrapping his arm around Ichigo’s shoulder and pulling him close, pressing a kiss to his head, getting a smile.
“Thank you, tou-chan. I miss her but that ache is less now, though that’s not so surprising,” he admitted, getting a chuckle and Isshin rubbing his shoulder. “Ciel helped me get past the pain of it when I remembered that particular memory,” Ichigo sighed, smiling at the thought of how his lover had comforted him in that time. “He was so amazingly sweet and loving to me even then. He and Sebastian both care deeply for me and I’m honored to have them both in my life.”
“It sounds as if he will treat you right and already does,” Isshin replied, Ichigo looking up at him with a curious expression. “I’m happy that you have someone who loves you for you and what you are and aren’t afraid to show it. You know very well that I do not care about gender,” he stated, getting a flush and a sweet smile that he hadn’t seen in years. “Especially when I get to see you smile.”
“Thank you, tou-chan. Really, for everything,” Ichigo sighed, hugging his father and getting hugged tightly in return, feeling happy and content.
“I have some things that need to be said, so don’t think me coming out here to hug you was the only reason I did so.” Ichigo sighed at the seriousness in Isshin’s voice, pulling away lightly.
“Is this about our family line?” he asked, getting a chuckle as Isshin scratched at his head.
“Yeah, I can’t seem to keep anything from you, not if you want to really find the answers, huh?” Isshin asked, chuckling lightly. Ichigo shook his head and leant into his father, eyes glowing. “Yeah, I couldn’t hide anything from your mother either. As you know I left Soul Society to be with your mother, but what you don’t know is that she was a new, reborn soul. A soul that was born in the Soul Society and reborn into a human life for the very first time.”
“She was?” Ichigo asked, eyes glowing with wonder. He had heard of souls that were born to powerful parents but he hadn’t expected his mother to be one.
“Oh yes, she was originally born to, surprisingly enough, Byakuya’s father’s second wife, being the eldest of the two. But with the way the Kuchiki clan is set up, Byakuya was the heir since he was born to their father’s first wife,” Isshin said, blushing at the surprised look on Ichigo’s face.
“You have got to be joking me. I am Byakuya’s nephew?” Ichigo squeaked, making his father burst into laughter. “The same one that called me a common brat once?” he asked, grabbing his father’s shirt lapels and shaking him.
“Yep,” Isshin snickered, taking Ichigo’s hands into his own and soothing the whimpering male. “So that means you come from pedigree on one side of your family and pedigree on the other side, despite the fact that it’s a small clan,” he said, Ichigo raising his head from the bowed position it was in, brown eyes narrowed.
“What clan are you from? And don’t you dare pussy foot around the answer this time or I swear I’ll take Zangetsu out and beat you with the flat of his blade,” Ichigo growled, making Isshin laugh sheepishly and try to get away, but unable to due to the hard hold on his hands that his eldest had.
“Shiba! It’s Shiba!” Isshin yelped, Ichigo letting go of his hands to stand mechanically and walk a few feet away.
“You mean to tell me that I am also the nephew of the psycho fireworks lover, Kukaku, and her idiot brother, Ganju?” Ichigo asked, his reiryoku curling tightly around him and alerting those that could feel power that he was getting very pissed off. “And you didn’t think that this was important WHY!?” he asked, ending the question with a hard left hook to Isshin’s jaw, sending him flying several feet to land in a small, albeit empty except for water and some plants, pond. “I could have used this information 4 years ago, when this whole mess started!”
“What information?” Sebastian asked as he appeared behind his irate lover, wrapping his arms around a slim waist and hefting him up as Ichigo moved to go after his now sputtering and choking father.
“He didn’t think knowing that there was family in Soul Society couldn’t have helped! Oh no, he decided that keeping that information was a good thing to do,” he growled, eyes flaring red as he kicked out, trying to get loose so he could strangle his father.
“Now, Ichigo, son, really, I didn’t think that you would get dragged into this mess the way that you did and by the time I knew the full extent of what was happening...well there just was never a right time to tell you,” Isshin laughed nervously, staying far away from the silently snarling Ichigo.
Ichigo went still and his eyes narrowed. “What was your position, daddy?” he asked, voice sugar sweet once more. “And your division?”
Isshin swallowed once more. “When I left, Division 10’s Taicho. Hitsugaya was my third seat while Matsumoto was my fukutaicho,” he stated, watching Ichigo put all of the clues together. “And you have a grandfather...”
“Oh? Do I now?” Ichigo purred, eyes flaring dangerously.
“Yes, though he probably wouldn’t have figured it out when you first arrived. He probably didn’t figure it out for a while and by then the war was probably in full swing,” Isshin continued, trying to inch away, even as he continued to drip. “Yamamoto is your grandfather. He had a fling with our mother, me and Kukaku having been actually born before we did a few life cycles before coming back to the Shiba clan, so he’s my father, your grandfather,” he babbled, trying to stop from fleeing in terror.
Ciel choked on the news that the man who headed the divisions of the Seireitei was actually Ichigo’s grandfather. “Well, at the least no one can disparage your familial line,” he said after clearing his throat. Ichigo was quiet, face placid as he smiled at his father.
“I suggest you run, tou-chan,” he purred, brown eyes turning to the plume of dirt that was getting bigger by the second. “I think Pluto felt me getting angry that this information was kept from me,” he mused as Isshin took off, the dirt plume following him, loud curses following as the ex-taicho did all he could to stay away from the pissed off demon doggy. “If you will excuse me, I have a shoten owner to murder slowly.”
Sebastian raised an eyebrow and set his finally calm, if still not pissed off, lover down onto his feet, watching as he gracefully left the porch in search of his teacher. The sudden scream of horror that cut off made the two demons smirk as everyone else shared wide eyed looks and decided that staying plastered against the walls that they had found was a good idea.
They winced at a long wail of horror that also cut off quickly. Yes...a very good idea.
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