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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: 2

Characters: Ciel, Sebastian, Ichigo

Word count: 1,932

Warnings: Talk of lost loved ones

AN: Yay! Another chapter! *throws confetti at everyone* Right, I hope you guys enjoy this. Really. I loved writing this story and I love seeing what you guys think of it. I really do. Hugs and snuggles all around!
Oh, something that I forgot to note. The chapters tend to be around 2K (usually landing between 1,500 and 2K actually). And I do mean that. Though some tend to be around 4K due to their sexual nature.
I go back to writing on things.
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Sitting in the room that had been given to him by his new guardians, Ichigo played with the picture frame, eyes staring out of a large window as he perched in a window seat. He had been moved to the Tokyo house nearly a week ago All they were doing was waiting for his family’s bodies to be released and allowed to be buried.

Sighing, Ichigo ran his hand through his hair and looked out over the sprawling estate that sat on the very edge of the large city known as Tokyo. He knew that even if there wasn’t much land between them and the rest of the world, it still felt as if they were the only ones in the world. He had been resting and mourning for the last day, thinking about what he was going to do with the new contract.

Ciel had explained to him that it would be fulfilled once Ichigo was on his feet, able to take care of himself and over the age of 18. After that, Ciel and Sebastian would come to check on him once a year for five years before that dropped to every couple of years for the rest of his life. All of that depended on how close they were at the time though.
During his time with them, he would be taught everything they could so he could succeed in life and be able to find happiness. But they would also help him fulfill the need to gain revenge on those who had killed his father and sisters, to find the truth.

He was going to find out just why his father and sisters had been killed the way they had been and he would make the ones who had done so pay. And pay dearly.

Sighing, he stood up and tugged his nightshirt down and walked over to his bed where he had laid out his mourning kimono. He would be taking a train to Karakura to collect his family’s bodies and Ciel had told him to wear one due to the media coverage of his family’s case. They would be wearing something a little less elaborate than he was, even though he was wondering just why he was wearing a woman’s kimono before sighing softly.

He couldn’t say that he wasn’t looking forward to wearing the woman’s style kimono, something that happened often in his mother’s family and in his father’s family from what he had been told by his father. Sighing and picking up the first layer of his mofuko, he stared at it and couldn’t find it in himself to really be upset with the fact. He had liked softer clothing after all but had never dared to wear such things since he had already dealt with people jumping all over him about his hair color.

Sighing softly, he stripped off his nightshirt and started to dress, being very careful as to what he did with what. Finishing it with the obi, tabi and zori, he gazed at the mirror taking in his looks. He was pale in the kimono, his hair curling around his face in a soft way. Sebastian had come in earlier to get his spiky hair to behave. Moving over to the dresser that held his brush, pictures and other things that had come from the house, he picked up Yuzu’s favorite hair barrette and stroked over it.

Looking up again, he clipped the small dragonfly into his hair, the wings glittering against the red of his hair. “I shall miss you guys so much,” he breathed to the picture, eyes glistening with tears before he closed them. Taking a deep breath and calming himself, he leant down to pick up the book bag that he was taking with him to Karakura to keep himself busy on the train. Leaving the room, he padded down the stairs, coming to stop at the elegantly dressed men that were standing at the base of the stairs, leaning into each other and talking quietly.

He blushed lightly and cleared his throat, reluctant to break the intimate moment between them. Ciel glanced up and his lips twitched lightly at the sight of a blushing Ichigo. “Are you ready?”

“Yes, I am. We will be able to get the house packed up?” Ichigo asked, getting a nod.

“Yes, we will be able to. I have already hired someone to watch over the property until you’re ready to come back to it and open it back up,” Ciel said, offering his hand, Ichigo easily taking it. Sebastian’s eyes glowed lightly at the barely peeking contract that rested on the young man’s chest. He had forgone his usual place of Ichigo’s eye at his request, instead he had placed it just under his collarbone and for the most part, it looked like the rest of his skin.

“Thank you, both of you. Really,” Ichigo said, bowing to the two demons. The both smirked and bowed in return before leading him out to the limo, Ciel and Ichigo sliding into the back as Sebastian took the front, none of them trusting another to drive them to the private train that the two demons employed to get around Japan. On the road, Ichigo buried himself in a book, Ciel watching him with thoughtful eyes, his eyes catching the title ‘MacBeth’ on the cover and making him chuckle lightly.

He had known that Ichigo was one for the classical, mostly books and music, but he liked all sorts of things, enjoyed it all in varying degrees. Sebastian had actually been the one to buy the young man his first copy of “Winter’s Tale”, starting off a love affair with Shakespeare and his works. Ciel had also introduced classical composers to Ichigo, even though the young man probably didn’t remember where he had learned of them.

Even from day one, Ciel and Sebastian had felt drawn to the vibrant young man, all the way from the bright reddish color his hair to the liquid chocolate of his eyes. They had known he was special, his power already there and just barely tickling their senses and growing slowly until his mother had died and they had been unable to get near him without drawing attention to them and to him again.

Now they were here to protect him and help him through the mourning of his father and sisters, to help him learn all he could before watching him fly high and show the world just why he was so damn desirable. Ciel smirked to himself and crossed his legs as they came to the private station, their train waiting for them as Ichigo looked up from his book.

“Soon we’ll be there. Are you sure they can’t find me?” Ichigo asked, worry threading through his voice.

“The contract mark hides you from them and keeps us connected to you, Ichigo, I promise,” Ciel soothed as the limo was parked and Sebastian came to the door to let them out.

“You shall be perfectly safe, I promise,” Sebastian said as he helped Ichigo step out of the limo, Ciel following him with a raised eyebrow. “Yes, I listened in on your conversation,” he stated at the look.

“I’m not surprised, really, I’m not,” Ciel snorted, making Ichigo chuckle lowly under his breath and shake his head in amusement. “Come along, let’s get on the train. We have a bit of a ride, but not too bad of one,” he continued as Sebastian gathered their bags and walked onto the train. Ichigo settled into one of the rather large couches, curling up with his legs tucked to his hips.

Sebastian followed after them and placed the bags into a cabinet, closing and locking the door before joining them in the chairs, Ciel offering Ichigo a bottle of iced coffee. Taking it, the younger male went back to reading his book, knowing that now that they had loaded that they would leave the station. It would take a bit of time but it would also allow Ichigo time to calm himself and find a center in order to deal with what would be happening very soon.

Once they had arrived in Karakura Town, they were driven by Sebastian to the police station to gather Ichigo’s family. They had them sent to the funeral home of their choice, where everything was ready for their funeral. No one but the three of them knew the exact time of said funeral, just that it would be in the next three days and was paid for fully by Ciel. Any money that came from insurance and the such would go to pay for part of Ichigo’s living expenses and his future college schooling.

Once the paperwork was done by Ciel, Ichigo staying quiet unless spoken to and mostly ignoring the detectives except Yusuke, they left the station, dodging around the press and not speaking to them. Ciel and Sebastian answered with very basic answers, not giving them anything but still giving them something. Ichigo was nearly plastered to Ciel’s side, fingers clutching his sleeve and trying not to draw attention to himself.

Finally they were once more in the limo, Ichigo sighing and falling onto his side on the seat, eyes closed and dragonfly glittering in the light. Ciel reached out and gently stroked his fingers over the long neck, getting a happy sound of enjoyment as Ichigo slowly relaxed under his touches. It turned slightly sad as he realized just how much Ichigo looked like his mother. The soft hair and gentle eyes that were often hidden behind a glare reminded him so much of her, including the love that he held towards his family.

It was amazing to him just how much Ichigo had grown into such a loving young man, taking after his mother so much.

“This is going to hurt, to watch them go up in flames,” Ichigo finally said, face turned into Ciel’s thigh, eyes closed as his fingers curled in the others hakama.

“Yes, but you will at the least be putting that part of their death’s to rest. We’ll work on the other parts of it over the next couple of years,” Ciel said, Ichigo looking up from his spot. “We’ll train you, like I said and give you a stable home so you can continue to grow and learn. At least until you are ready and willing to deal with those that have killed your family.”

“What happened to their souls?” Ichigo asked softly, almost terrified of the answer even as Ciel continued to pet his skin.

“You were all marked to fall under the Grim Reapers instead of the Shinigami, Ichigo. It would have taken a Shinigami nearly 3 hours to get there to deal with them. It took my friends two seconds after they died to go and get them to safety.” Ciel gazed down at him with a saddened expression on his face. “I am sorry that they were unable to say goodbye to them before they were taken away,” he said.

Ichigo smiled sadly and shook his head. “Don’t worry about it, Ciel-san. I can understand needing to keep them safe, to get them away from those that would destroy their souls completely,” he said. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome, Ichigo,” Ciel hummed as they traveled to their hotel, eyes glowing as Ichigo curled into his leg, trusting him not to hurt him. It made his plans for the future take on a decidedly more...sexual nature.
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