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Title: A Very Merry Christmas
Fandom: Bleach with some Santa myth
Pairing: Byakuya/Ichigo
Commissioned by: Cutsycat
Part: 3/3
AN: Another commission for the every lovely cutsycat. Please note that Santa and all his incarnations have always been interesting to me. So I know some about him and how he looks. Santa statues come in handy to. ;)
Enjoy.
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“I came to apologize for my father and the idiot Urahara,” Ichigo said, shrugging as he played with the large bag in his hands, flushing lightly as Byakuya cocked an eyebrow. “They were nimrods to laugh at you like that. Even without knowing why you were there, they had no right to make fun of you. I’ve already chewed them out and made them wear the older style of elf outfits,” he stated, smirking as he remembered the blackmail photos that he had taken during Christmas.
“I see,” Byakuya stated, putting the book aside and smoothed a hand down the front of his kimono as he stood up. “So…apologize,” he said, giving the other a long stare.
“I am sorry for them and for not making them stop sooner. I was just in a bit of a state of shock seeing you in such an outfit and seeing my father in nothing but boxers,” Ichigo said, bowing before holding out the bag to the other man. “Here, Yuzu noticed that you liked the cookies and made me make a few different types. She’s also made us some mini cheesecakes, cakes and some bento boxes for lunch so we don’t eat just sweet stuff. It is, at least for Americans and most of the world, the New Years and my sisters are spending it with friends at a festival. Dad and Urahara are escorting them so they don’t get into too much trouble,” he continued, shrugging one shoulder as he smiled lightly as he remembered how the girls had blackmailed them into it.
“I hope there are pictures of the two buffoons in their elf costumes in there,” Byakuya stated, eyeing the bag, wanting nothing more than to reach out and grab the bag for himself. He could already smell the sweet scent of gingerbread and cookies coming from it.
“Here,” Ichigo chuckled, placing the bag down and pulling out the various items. Two bento boxes stuffed full of left over’s from Christmas were the first to come out, followed by large bowls with lids filled with gingerbread men and women, chocolate chip cookies made with M and M’s in them, sugar cookies in various shapes and sizes with various colors of frosting, two small cheesecakes and two small cakes all placed down on the dresser.
“I’ll call for drinks and plates to be delivered,” Byakuya stated, pulling on a small rope and calling for a servant. Once the servant had answered the call, he gave over the instructions to her and sat down on his bed. Ichigo sat next to him, handing over one of the bento boxes along with a set of chopsticks.
“So what have you been up to?” Ichigo asked, tilting his head with a curious look as they broke the chopsticks and opened the bento boxes. Byakuya looked at him for but a moment before returning his gaze to the box.
“I have been hiding, I suppose you can say, from people,” he admitted readily, knowing that there was nothing more embarrassing than having been caught in a modern day elf outfit with pointy ears. He might as well as just admit that he was hiding and deal with it. “I do not need to know if the idiots have spread around what they saw, and if they did, I don’t want to deal with it until I’m ready to.”
“They’re not going to blab, not if they don’t want me to pass around the pictures I took of them,” Ichigo snorted, reaching out to grab the bag and dig around in it. He pulled out a very fat pile of pictures that he handed to the noble as a servant came in and placed silverware and plates onto a low table before leaving.
Byakuya looked over the rather interesting photos of both Kisuke Urahara and Isshin Kurosaki posing in what looked to be old fashioned elf outfits. Both men wore leggings under the tunic that had triangles up and down around their thighs, along with fuzzy hats with gold like crowns around the green felt that ended in a little bell that would jingle each time they moved. On their feet were curly toed slippers, making Byakuya snort in amusement and shake his head, going through each picture with great delight.
“As you can see, they have nothing to talk about when it comes to you playing elf for a night and handing out gifts. I got an e-mail, surprisingly enough, from a nice man named Nicholas Claus who said that you were doing him a huge favor by taking over Karakura Town for him so he could deal with things better come next year,” Ichigo drawled, pulling out a print out of that e-mail as Byakuya put the pictures aside after smirking at finding a few where the young girls had hung off of the two men. Taking the print out, he read over it, an eyebrow cocked as Ichigo shrugged and smiled.
“He usually comes to my family if he needs help of some kind, which isn’t all that new,” Byakuya said, standing up and moving to the small table. Ichigo stood and followed with all of the treats, sitting with him as they dug into the bento boxes. “He came to my great-great grandmother when she was alive to help him once and then my mother when I was a young teenager and finally me, just after Hisana died,” he continued, eating a bit of a stuffing mix. Ichigo made a soft sound of interest as he swallowed his bite of food.
“Sounds like your family is tied to him in some way,” Ichigo mused as he ate with the other man. Byakuya nodded, prompting the younger man to tilt his head to the side in curiosity.
He sighed as he ate a bit more of the food, finding the flavors exploding over his taste buds. “We are. But it’s mostly a legend, a lot of the history was lost unfortunately,” Byakuya stated, getting an interested look from the younger man. “It’s said that my family comes from a long line of the magically touched, but I have no idea if that is true or not. All I know is that every so often we’re called upon to help someone from the world that even the Shinigami have trouble seeing, much less believing in,” he continued, telling the tale of how his ancestor stumbled across a man and his workers as they worked to create toys and gifts for the children and the young at heart.
Ichigo was enraptured by the tale, the two only stopping to move out to the garden with a tea set and the goodies in hand. As the sun set, they barely noticed it or the fact that they had sat close together, both enjoying their time, the younger of the two telling Byakuya all about the many legends of “Good Saint Nick” and “Santa Claus” and how some of the traditions that had was practiced around the world had been pagan at one time.
“So you’re telling me that Christmas is celebrated when it is because the Christians wanted to integrate those of pagan beliefs and that was the best time to do so?” Byakuya asked, raising an eyebrow at his companion.
“Yeah. Yule and various other holidays and celebrations were celebrated than so it was just easier to say ‘This was when Jesus was born so we celebrate it here’ and leave it at that,” Ichigo replied, looking at his watch before chuckling lowly. “It’s almost Midnight. Did you know that the tradition for couples or those who want to get together is to kiss at the stroke of midnight so that they would have good luck all year long?” he asked, smiling up at the sky, Byakuya smiling in return.
“Do you have someone you need to rush off to?” he asked, dark eyes turning to Ichigo, watching as he shook his head and his smile turned a bit sad.
“No, not really. I’ve never really had any real time you know,” Ichigo replied, looking at his watch once more. “Two minutes to midnight and a start of a new year. Here’s hoping that it’s better than this year has been,” he said, lifting his tea cup in a salute.
Byakuya nodded his head and returned the salute. As the clock counted down to midnight, the noble watched as Ichigo counted down with it, eyes glued to his watch. As the young Shinigami started to count the last 10 seconds, he reached out with one hand and buried it in soft red-orange hair and tugged a surprised Ichigo close and sealed their lips together in a sweet kiss.
Ichigo squeaked before happily melting into the soft kiss, his own arms coming up to wrap around Byakuyas neck, pulling him closer as the kiss deepened. A slick tongue slid over his lips, asking permission to slide into his mouth, his lips opening and his own tongue coming out to greet the muscle. They fell into the slow kiss, tongues sliding and tasting, mouths fused together as midnight came and went, only pulling away to breath.
“So…Happy New Year, Byakuya,” Ichigo husked, smiling the smile that Byakuya had always wanted directed at him, knowing that many more would come over the years to follow.
“Happy New Years, Ichigo,” Byakuya chuckled, tugging lightly on Ichigo’s hair and nibbling at his bottom lip. “And Merry Christmas since I didn’t get to say it before.”
“You owe me,” Ichigo chuckled, Byakuya raising an eyebrow. “Though seeing you in that elf costume was worth all of this trouble,” he teased, bursting into laughter as his boyfriend started to tickle him.
“Trouble indeed,” Byakuya snorted.
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