Whisper To Me | By : Strailo Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 9092 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2 |
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Title: Whisper to Me
Fandom: Bleach/Kuroshitsuji
Part: 24
Characters: Ichigo, Urahara, William, Ciel, Sebastian, Sado, Uryu, Orihime, Rukia, Grell, Yoruichi
Word count: 1,627
Warnings: Nothing
AN: Ah, another chapter, another day. We're really starting to get into it all aren't we? I hope that you enjoy.
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Standing before the gate that would lead them to the Soul Society and ultimately, Seireitei, Ichigo frowned heavily and tugged at his sleeves as he shifted on his feet. William came up behind him and pressed a kiss to his neck. “Calm yourself, my little love. Everything will be fine,” he soothed, just brushing his lips along the soft skin of his lover’s neck.
“We have all of the paperwork?” Ichigo asked, tilting his head back to smile at his partner, getting a low chuckle and a nod from him.
“Yes, I made sure that we have all of the paperwork should we need it,” William huffed. Ichigo chuckled softly, knowing that he had insulted his lover in regards to that. He found that he couldn’t help but worry about what they were about to do though.
“I know you did, I’m just worrying,” Ichigo admitted to his lover, feeling strong arms come to rest around his shoulders and rub up and down his arms.
“Worry about what?” William asked, having a feeling that he already knew what his smaller lover was worrying about at the moment.
“We’re taking humans with us to a world that only Souls go to. Hell, I’m leaving my physical body here to be watched over by a shop keeper who was named my godfather when my mother was carrying me,” Ichigo groaned, letting his head fall back against William’s shoulder. “You and I both know that Seireitei is not going to look kindly upon that fact,” he stated. “Not to mention two high level demons and me, a half Shinigami, half Quincy, part human. To most, I should have never been born,” he grumbled, eyes narrowed as he watched Tessai finish with the preparations.
William growled softly and pressed a kiss to his lover’s head. “You were meant to be born, meant to shake up the world and change things just by being you.”
“And what is that supposed to mean?” Ichigo asked, looking up at his lover with a raised eyebrow. William just smiled and pressed a kiss to his forehead, getting a huff from the young male along with an eye roll. “Whatever. Anyways, it’s not going to be a pleasant experience in the long run, especially with what Rukia has told us about the last few decades for Sereitei,” he continued, sighing contently when once more, his lover rubbed at his arms.
“You’ll do fine, so will the others,” William promised, pressing another kiss to his forehead and feeling Ichigo relax. He could understand the worry that his partner was going through, going through it himself every time those Grim Reapers under his command went out to look for souls and take them home. There was always that possibility of them not coming home.
In this situation though, that possibility was high and they all knew it.
“Is everyone here?” Ichigo finally asked, breaking both of their thoughts. William hummed and nodded his head.
“Yes, Orihime is upstairs speaking with Uryu about why he looks as if he got no sleep last night and Sado was following behind me with Sebastian and Ciel,” William hummed, looking over his shoulder to find the other three males slowly making their way down the ladder. He had to smile at the fact that Ichigo’s guardians had gone from thinking of their charge as someone sexually attractive to one that they would kill for just because he was under their careful eye.
“Stop thinking about those two and help me finish off the plans,” Ichigo grumped, digging his elbow into his lovers side with an amused look on his face as he pulled away and headed down to the gate. William chuckled and followed after him, landing next to the younger male as he stood next to Urahara. “So, is it ready?” he asked, tilting his head.
Urahara hummed softly and nodded his head. “Yep. Though it will be much easier with the help of Rukia’s jigokucho to get you through it all,” he said, looking to where Sebastian, Sado and Ciel were walking up to them. Both of the demons were looking like they often did in simple suits that seemed almost out of date for the time period but still fashionable.
It was amusing to Ichigo that the two demons found it easier to fight in a suit that was made for the Victorian ages than an actual outfit made to fight in.
“Stop being so amused by our choice of wear, Ichigo,” Ciel huffed, catching the look on his charges face. The look of innocence made him cock an eyebrow before glaring up at his lover. “You taught him that.”
“I did not.” Sebastian smirked and fixed the cuff of his shirt. “Grell did.”
“I’m going to shave him bald,” Ciel promised, getting low chuckles from everyone. “Speaking of the annoyance, where is he?” he asked, looking around with a frown on his lips.
“He’s coming,” Ichigo promised, flicking a piece of his hair back out of his face. “He had to finish gathering supplies for all of us to carry. There’s no telling how long we’ll be there, much less if we’re going to be able to gather things or stay together,” he continued.
“I sent him to gather bags that are much like this room. Looks small from the outside, but actually holds quite a bit. We’re each going to get one and should it fall into someone else’s hands, it will just…seal shut,” William told them, Urahara looking rather interested in such an item.
“Is that why any time I see Grell with a bag, it’s nothing more than one that he can sling over his shoulder to rest against his hip?” Sebastian asked, eyebrows furrowing together as William smiled and nodded his head.
“Yep, pretty much,” Ichigo drawled, having learned about the bags one day when he and Elizabeth had gotten curious about them. “Even you two will have one filled with various things that you will need as this goes. Even though I can call you, there’s no telling what will happen in the long run,” he continued, rolling his shoulders. “Anyways, I’d rather not have to call you if things get a bit hairy there.”
“As long as you take care not to get yourself cut off from your body completely, I don’t see a problem,” William stated, seeing the looks on Sebastian’s and Ciel’s faces, knowing that if the two demons had it their way, they would be permanently attached to their young charge. “I believe that once Grell gets here along with Rukia, we can get ready to leave here,” he said, getting nods as Uryu and Orihime came down the ladder alongside Rukia.
“Okay, I think we just need Yoruichi,” Ichigo hummed, smoothing down his sleeves as he looked around. He bounced a bit on his feet and barely blinked when Yoruichi landed on Sebastian’s shoulder, purring loudly. “Okay then, we’re all here,” he chirped, smiling brightly.
“Grell, do hurry up,” William called out as a duffle bag dropped to the foot of the ladder, the red head climbing down the ladder with some speed.
“Don’t get your panties in a twist,” Grell called, picking up the bag once he reached the bottom and running over to them, bag in hand. “Undertaker is already there, having used something or another that he apparently set up.”
“I don’t think I’ll ever understand him,” Ciel sighed, watching as Grell dug around in his bag before handing out bags to everyone. Orihime ended up with a bunny bag while Uryu was handed a simple hip bag that had the Quincy cross on it. Ichigo was handed one with a Faustian seal on the front, making him smirk at the significance of it while Sebastian and Ciel were handed matching small back packs. William and Grell both had small hip bags for themselves, the red heads just as flamboyant as he was.
“Okay, I believe that we’re done then,” Ichigo hummed, adjusting his bag so that it hid mostly under his clothes but was easily accessed. Settling Zangetsu on his back, he looked over everyone and nodded. “Remember to keep your phones on you at all times. We’ll be landing in the Rukigon districts with Rukia heading into Seireitei to open the door that will let us in. If we need to, my father did leave some information on how to get in and out of Seireitei without being noticed,” he stated, getting nods from everyone.
“Your bags hold food, water, medical supplies and other things that you may find useful if you get stuck in a situation that you need to hide and fast,” Grell informed them. “I suggest when we get there, you explore what you have in each pocket of the bag that you have. It’s labeled for easy finding. Got it?” he asked, everyone responding with a yes.
“Good. As Ichigo said, keep your phones nearby because we will be sending out updates should we separate. We expect you all to update too when you have time,” Ciel stated, once more everyone agreeing to it.
Urahara took the moment to step up and smile at everyone. “Wonderful. Now that we’re prepared, Rukia-san, your jigokucho would be appreciated,” he said, Rukia handing over her butterfly with a wary look. With a smile, he jumped up to the top of the gate and set it onto the top, the stone glowing as it flapped its wings. “Good luck everyone,” he called as the group headed through the gate, not knowing what would happen on the other side.
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