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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: 2

Chapter title: Waking Up and Doggy Slobber

Characters: Ichigo, Ciel, Sebastian, Pluto

Word Count: 1,949

AN: And we come to Ichigo waking up. I am happy that you guys are enjoying this story, and the fact that I am posting twice a week on this story. :D I hope you guys enjoy. *chuckles*
A note on the Japanese: Ichigo’s going to default to his native language on some things in the first few chapters. But after that he’ll be more comfortable with English as his memories come back. Just to note.
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It took three days for their surprise guest, Ichigo, to wake up. They had known that Ichigo’s hollow, Shirosaki, and his zanpakuto spirit, Zangetsu, were keeping him under as most of the healing was done, and leaving the two men to watch over him. They had discovered that Shiro would take over Ichigo’s body every five hours, do bathroom runs, eat something light and soup like, and allow for Ichigo’s hair to be washed and rebraided as Ciel stripped his bed and the two remade the bed if need be.
It made it much easier for them to take care of Ichigo in the long run, which was very welcoming for them. The rest of the household had never been able to get into the hidden males room, Sebastian and Ciel wanting to protect the young man from anything that could potentially hurt him before he was able to even a little bit protect himself.
Giant demon dog that refused to leave his side or not.
Ciel was sitting next to his bed, waiting for Ichigo to wake up naturally from his forced sleep, reading a book on something or another when brown eyes had fluttered opened and delicately shaped eyebrows had furrowed. The young man had mewled much like a kitten, Pluto’s head shooting up and his tail going crazy at the first sound from his pup, ruffling the bed curtains into fluttering hard. Ciel eyed them and thanked that they were so tightly held back and unable to go anywhere.
His eye twitched as the waving tail caught hold of one curtain and the ripping sound told him that it was ruined. “Pluto, down,” he growled, Pluto looking sheepish even as he laid his head down next to Ichigo again. Ciel looked to Ichigo once more as his bond pulsed with his emotions, standing and waiting for the young man to notice him.
Ichigo made another sound as his eyes blinked several times in the light that came from the windows that were covered only by gauzy curtains. He looked around, looking incredibly childlike as he tried to sit up only to fall backwards with a cry of pain, his wrists making their displeasure known with spikes of pain. “Kaa-chan?” he whimpered, his voice soft, sweet. Innocent. “Doko...kaa-chan?” he asked, eyes flying around as Sebastian walked in and walked over to him, shushing him with soft sounds.
“It’s alright, Ichigo, it’s alright. My name is Sebastian,” Sebastian said softly, sitting down next to the young man, getting watched with wide eyes. “Do you know Shirosaki?” he asked, watching as the brown eyes blinked up at him.
Ichigo winced as something like a burst of light speared through his head with the soft whispers of sorry echoed in his mind. “Shiro-kun? Yes...” he said, before hiccupping in surprise at speaking in English, turning to the strangely dressed man that his friends were telling him to trust. “What...?”
“It’s okay. Shirosaki told us that while you heal, Ichigo, you would rediscover things that you’ve known most of your life. This includes you knowing English,” Sebastian told him, smiling as Ichigo thought over that information, nose wrinkling as he pulled his blanket up to his chin.
“Zangetsu-san...says I learned it from my kaa-chan and tou-chan,” Ichigo finally replied, his words halting and unsure.
Pluto snuffled and shifted closer to his puppy, sniffing at him and getting a squeak from the young male before he lapped at the others face with one long swipe, giving the skin from his barely exposed collarbone to his hairline a proper bath. Sebastian and Ciel didn’t know the proper way to clean his puppy, so he was going to do it for them. Now...if he could just get the clothes off.
“Ewwww,” Ichigo laughed, the sound a bit rough as he winced from the disuse of his voice box for most of the time he had been in his coma. “Down,” he huffed, pushing at Pluto’s large snout as he used one of the sleeves of his shirt to wipe away the drool.
“Pluto, do stop trying to slobber on Ichigo,” Ciel chided softly, the young man’s eyes turning to him with a wide eyed innocence that made the young demon’s heart ache for him. “My name is Ciel, Ichigo. Shirosaki and Mr. Zangetsu have been speaking with us about you and what you need for a while as your mental scape heals, sweetie,” he stated, sitting against the headboard next to Ichigo.

Ichigo blushed and scooted down under the blankets, looking up at Ciel shyly, blushing even more when mismatched eyes sparkled in some amusement at him. “Ohayou gozaimasu,” he breathed out in greeting, getting the other to smile gently down at him.
“Good morning to you to. Do you want to eat something?” he asked, getting a shy nod as wide eyes continued to stare at him. Ciel could feel his lover’s amusement echoing down their bond, making him look to Sebastian and raise an eyebrow. “If you could, I am sure that he would like some soup and some water to go with it.”
“Of course,” Sebastian chuckled, patting Ichigo’s foot under his blanket before standing and bowing. He left as Ciel turned back to Ichigo, mind already planning on what they were going to do with the young man as they took care of him. They both had agreed during a long talk, that Ciel would not wear his eye patch, the younger of the two stating that it was better to have a differently colored eye that was later covered then to have a patch and have to explain the eye.
It seemed as if it was working with the way Ichigo was shyly shifting so that he could look at him better. Ciel’s eyebrows shot upwards when the child like Ichigo shifted so that he could lay his head onto his chest, just under where his heart beat, delicate fingers curling into his jacket. He blinked several times, trying to figure out just why his charge had cuddled up to him so easily, even as the Ichigo looked up through his lashes.
Smiling and sighing, Ciel gently placed the hand that was under Ichigo onto his head and stroked down the braided hair, watching as the younger male closed his eyes and sighed, content with being tucked up against him.
“I see that he feels quite safe with you. That’s a good thing considering what we’re going to have to do to keep him safe,” Sebastian chuckled as he arrived with the soup on a tray. Along with the soup was a plate of sweet rolls, a teapot with watered down tea and one with regular, and several napkins.
“Indeed he does,” Ciel chuckled as Ichigo yawned and blinked sleepily at them, legs stretching out before curling back up. “Time to sit up and eat.”
Ichigo’s nose wrinkled as Ciel and Sebastian helped him sit up without touching the parts of his body that were still healing, propping him up with several comfortable pillows and making him sigh as pressure was taken off of his wounds. “Food?” he asked, the scent of the soup hitting his nose and making his stomach growl. He flushed at the indulgent chuckles, a tray placed over his lap.
“Yes, young Ichigo, food,” Sebastian chuckled, putting the soup bowl down onto the tray and giving Pluto a look. “Pluto, down. You know the rules of dining when one is sick in bed. You may not be on it while they eat,” he firmly stated, Pluto whining but slinking off the bed.
“His name is...Pluto?” Ichigo asked, stumbling over the name as something clicked into place, making him tilt his head. “Like the planet?” he asked, almost musingly.
“I don’t believe that planet, much less anything else past our own world, has been discovered quite yet,” Ciel said, smoothing a bit of hair down. “More he is named after the Roman God of the Underworld.” Ichigo looked up at him with wide eyes once more, amazement spreading across his face at the information. “Let’s eat now. If you need help, one of us will be willing to help you.”
Ichigo nodded and turned to his tray, gingerly taking the spoon, his fingers a bit clumsy around the utensil before they fit around it. With his tongue sticking out in concentration, he dipped it into the soup, blew on the spoonful noisily and ate the bite with a hum. The entire procedure was watched by the two demons as they exchanged amused looks between them.
Ichigo was able to eat a few bites before he was forced to put the spoon down, rubbing gently at the area over his elbows and his wrists. “Are you in pain?” Sebastian asked, concern lacing his voice, the youngest of them nodding as he looked shyly up through his lashes.
“Yes. Why does it hurt?” Ichigo asked, playing with the bandages that covered his wrists and arms. Ciel placed his cup of tea to the side and smiled softly.
“You were hurt before you came to us. I have no doubt that you will remember what happened when the time comes but for now, allow Sebastian to help you finish eating and we’ll see if we can’t find you a more palatable tea,” he offered, remembering well the wrinkled nose at the watered down tea that Ichigo had been offered.
He had said something to the effect of it not smelling right.
“Please?” Ichigo asked, his face hopeful as he bounced ever so slightly before stopping when both Ciel and Sebastian reached out to stop the bowl and tray from tipping over. “Sumimasen,” he breathed, holding his hand in front of his lips and blushing heavily.
The two demons could guess what the word meant and smiled, Ciel stroking the top of his head. “It is quite alright. Draw your legs up and allow Sebastian to feed you. I’ll go run a nice bath for you and you can wash properly after lunch. Does that sound good?”
Nodding his head, Ichigo drew his legs up slowly, settling into a comfortable position once more as Ciel stood up from the bed. Sebastian sat near him, and picked up the bowl and spoon, starting to feed him bits of the soup, always blowing on them to cool down the bite before offering it to Ichigo.
“Kaa-chan always did the choochoo with me,” Ichigo said before accepting the bite. Sebastian went slightly stiff, his smile surprised as his eyes gazed at the innocently waiting shinigami.
“Unfortunately, I don’t believe I’ve ever been able to do the choochoo, and I would hate to take a memory like that from you,” Sebastian replied, scrambling to think of reasons why he couldn’t do that while offering some more soup.
“Why?” Ichigo asked sweetly, cocking his head to the side. Sebastian chuckled and reached out with a napkin, wiping off Ichigo’s mouth with it.
“Because, young Ichigo, it is a special memory of your mother,” he said, placing the tray and bowl onto the side table. He made a soft sound of surprise when Ichigo pounced on him gently and cuddled into his body with a happy noise.
“Thank you, for making sure I keep my happy memories of my kaa-chan,” Ichigo chirped brightly, content with practically laying on Sebastian as the demon looked to his lover with a pleading expression. He mouthed the words ‘help me get me free already’, but only ended up with Ciel bursting into laughter as Ichigo continued to use him as a personal teddy bear.
Sebastian just huffed and mentally promised retribution on his lover as he patted Ichigo’s back gently.
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