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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: 33

Chapter title: Surprises Around Every Corner

Characters: Ichigo, Isshin, Sebastian, Ciel

Word Count: 2,029

AN: An update actually on time? Shocking right? Yeah, bite me. I’ve been sick and eh lately. So be happy.
Some MPreg starts here.
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Watching his son move around the kitchen, making a simple breakfast for the household, Isshin sat back in his seat and crossed his legs as something niggled at the back of his mind. They had been in the Living World for the last two days, Ichigo spending time with his friends who had come to see him and meet his mates. Sado, Orihime, Uryuu and Ryuuken had all gone ahead of them to the Soul Society to train and get ready for the upcoming battle, acting as a backup line for anything that should come through to the Seireitei since they had no doubt that Aizen would be sending hollows, if not Fraccion to attack Seireitei first.
Outside of seeing his friends, Ichigo showed his lover’s around the city, introducing them to the modern world and getting them acquainted enough with everything that they could do what they needed to do without standing out. The two demons had taken to the lessons well but had agreed that watching the world grow up around them would be a bit more fun and easier on them in the long run.
When Ichigo wasn’t with his lovers, or continuing with his training, he was with the twins, playing soccer with Karin, laying out designs for a wedding dress with Yuzu, or sending messages to the Phantomhive household to get fabric samples, which had arrived the night before. They had chosen the fabrics to be sent for and were waiting for the household to send the bolts through the connection portal, Isshin paying for the majority of the fabric while Ciel paid for the kimono fabric for Ichigo’s kimono that he would wear during the reception.
Sebastian had smirked at the choice of colors and that Yuzu could create both outfits in a month if she so wanted, trading tips and tricks between the two of them.
And the entire time, Isshin watched Ichigo as he went about his life, glowing.
Glowing...
Glowing...
Isshin yelped at the realization, falling backwards in his chair and groaning as Ichigo spun from the raisin cinnamon bread that he had been cutting and looked at him with a curious look. “Tou-chan? Are you alright?” he asked cautiously. Isshin groaned as he pulled himself up from the floor as Ciel and Sebastian came to investigate the thud that had been heard even down in the training room under the shoten.
“Yeah, I am, Ichigo. Just...you might want to move your wedding up a couple of months. Make it for something like next month if you don’t want people to start talking,” he said, righting his chair and sitting down, rubbing at his head with one hand.
“What in the world do you mean?” Ciel asked, eyebrows coming together as the two demons looked Ichigo over.
“I mean that he’s glowing just like his mother did when she was pregnant with him and then the girls,” Isshin stated, getting down to what had shocked him so badly. Ichigo whimpered and pressed a hand to his stomach in surprise, eyes wide and looking down at the still flat plane of skin.
“Really? Are you sure?” Ichigo asked, voice dazed as Ciel and Sebastian moved to surround him, both demons taking in his scent and looking for anything different. They found it, a subtle shift in the sweetness that was normal for their mate, adding a bit of a tainted innocence that only came from a child that was half blooded.
“He’s right,” Ciel murmured, brushing his lips against the sweet neck as Ichigo’s legs gave out in surprise, being caught by his two lovers. “We’ll do a ceremony here and have a wedding license created that will be put into place by William so no one can say a single thing about you or the child,” he soothed, moving to sit down, Ichigo in Sebastian’s lap and Ciel sitting next to them, holding Ichigo’s hand. “As it is, you are already married to us in all the way’s that count but we still need that piece of paper.”
“Yes...alright,” Ichigo breathed, smiling at his lovers with soft eyes. “So soon...”
“I have just the thing for you to wear too,” Isshin chuckled, standing up and moving to stand behind the three. He tipped Ichigo’s head up and pressed a kiss to his forehead. “I love you and you’re going to make me a granddaddy. It also means that you must be very careful when fighting. While a pregnancy with a shinigami is highly protected in the first few months, there is a slim chance of hurting the growing fetus,” he stated, getting a nod and a soft smile.
“Yes, I know,” Ichigo promised before his father disappeared back into the rooms that held the items from their home. “You really don’t mind doing this?” he asked Ciel, squeezing his mate’s hand.
“No, I don’t. It just means I get to see our ring on your finger that much faster,” Ciel stated, cupping Ichigo’s cheek with a smile.
“No matter what the licenses say, you are still out lover and mate, and no one will ever take you away from us,” Sebastian said, smiling lightly at his sweet lover, getting a loving look as Ichigo relaxed into them.
Ciel smirked. “It just means that we’ll be saying that we came to Japan to meet your family and get married according to Japanese law to create a strong bond between the families. The English wedding is just a renewal and formal thing for the society,” he stated, waving a hand and getting a chuckle.
“What? No pre-nup?” Ichigo teased, having taught his lovers about the odd traditions of the wealthy, including the little agreement that those who were engaged to wed signed an agreement to make sure that things were fair should the marriage dissolved.
Ciel and Sebastian snorted at the thought. “As if you could ever divorce us. You’re as much a part of us as we are of you,” Sebastian said, squeezing Ichigo around the waist and getting a squeak as Isshin swept back in with a large box in hand and a beaming smile.
“Is that...” Ichigo breathed, eyes widening as he recognized the multilayered, specially designed box that he had only ever been opened three times before.
“Yep. It’s your mother’s kimono. She knew of her original life as the first child of the second wife of the Kuchiki house and wanted to merge a more modern style with the original styles of the kimono,” Isshin explained to the curious demons as Ichigo lifted the top with shaking hands. Reaching in, he removed the a long thin box, opening it and exposing a pale blue obi that he smiled and caressed before closing. Another box was pulled out and opened, a bunch of white gauzy material with an embroidered blue iris and garnet colored plum blossoms on it in a very small space.
“The veil. It attaches in the back since there is a hat of a sorts that sits on my head instead,” Ichigo hummed as he placed the lid back onto the box. Another box was next and opened, the young man sighing as he gently pulled out the kimono itself. Starting from the bottom on both sides, a fall of Chinese bellflowers, plum blossoms and black and white leaves decorated the kimono. On one side of the kimono stood a stork that was about to take off, the flowers and blossoms creating a delicate background to it.
“Oh my, such delicate work,” Ciel said, voice awed by the sheer beauty of the kimono.
“Indeed. The one thing that she didn’t like having to leave behind was a set of kanzashi that her mother had given her when she was old enough for her wedding day,” Isshin hummed, rubbing at his chin. “I think she only wore them once back then, and that was before she left for her new life. What she didn’t know at the time was that she had power, but it would have taken another 5 years to appear and then another fifteen to grow and train,” he mused, shrugging.
“I wonder who holds them now,” Ichigo mused as he carefully folded up the kimono and placed it into the box. “The other box holds the underlayers, the hadajuban, the susoyoke and the nagajuban’s,” he explained at the curious looks from his mates. “They are a plain, soft white and I think I will need Yuzu’s and Karin’s help to get into it, but so worth it in the long run.”
“Is your other kimono for the reception just as elaborate?” Ciel asked, raising an eyebrow at his mate, who smiled and shook his head.
“No, I’ll be wearing what’s known as a kurotomesode, or maybe a houmongi, depending on how formal we are going for the reception,” Ichigo said, placing the boxes back into the large box.
“What’s the difference?” Sebastian asked, interested in the rather intricate culture with so many styles that meant so many things. Especially the kimonos. At the rate he was going, he would need to buy the large book on kimonos and how to make them that he had seen after all.
“Well, the kurotomesode is a formal kimono that is one of the highest classes of kimonos for women. It’s only worn for special occasions,” Isshin said, smirking as he leant back. “The houmongi kimono is a little less formal, and can be worn by both married and unmarried women.”
“I see,” Sebastian hummed, filing that away and getting a curious look from Ichigo as the cross dresser sat back down in his lap. “What about just regular kimonos?” he asked, Ichigo smiling happily at how interested his lover’s seemed in his culture.
“It’s called a komon, which is casual, and during the summer months there is the yukata that is usually made of light weight fabric,” he said, bouncing lightly. “I rather like yukata’s when I can find one that looks good on me and now that I dress like a woman, more options in style and colors.”
“I’m sure that Yuzu-chan will be quite happy to help you create a collection of them,” Ciel hummed, not noticing that he used the chan like a native. “She does enjoy working on such things from what I’ve seen. And if we get the right fabric from our dimension it’ll be cheaper in the long run.”
“I’m going to need a specialized drawer system for them,” Ichigo warned from his perch. “Then again, I’m coming in with quite a bit of money myself that is being translated over into our home world. William is helping me with that,” he admitted, getting soft smiles.
“So that was why you were speaking with him for so long yesterday,” Sebastian chuckled, Isshin taking the box to place in their personal sitting room for them.
“Yeah. I have a trust fund that’s worth about 57,552,000 yen, or six hundred thousand American dollars, or about 401 thousand and 721 pounds for English, according to conversion rates now. It was meant for my schooling but it’ll be used instead to add to the wealth of our family,” he chirped, the two demons gaping at him. “What? It has a nice interest rate and I can always continue my schooling. The account that I’m setting up will be accessible from both worlds which will help us in the long run.”
“Well, no one can say that you aren’t from a wealthy and respected family at the least,” Sebastian chuckled, shaking his head.
“What kind of drawer system are we speaking about for your kimonos by the way?” Ciel asked, tilting his head to the side.
“The products are known as tansu’s but what you’re really looking for is the sendai-dansu, which is made to hold kimonos and kimono accessories. We can buy a high quality hand made one here for cheaper then in our world though since there are more who make them,” Ichigo hummed, getting a nod as the three settled in to plan their impromptu wedding, knowing they were headed back to Soul Society and the war the next day.
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