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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: 37

Chapter title: How to Pop an Ego 101

Characters: Aizen, Ichigo, Ciel, Sebastian, Espada, Shinigami

Word Count: 1670

AN: And we start on the oh so lovely action. *cackles* Enjoy.
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They were ready, just waiting for Aizen to walk through his garganta and smirk smugly to the rest of the world about what he was about to do. What he didn’t know, and they were very lucky that he didn’t, was that they were waiting for him. They had felt the moment that Szayel had marked the town and had very subtly shifted the mark to the pocket dimension that was made to look exactly like the chosen town.
Ichigo was hiding with his two lovers, using an emery board to shape his pinky nail, having broken it without meaning to while they had found their hiding place in an alley. “You are really paranoid about your nails,” Ciel drawled as Ichigo pulling out a small jar of nail polish and started to slick the nail a bloody garnet color.
“I just want to look good for this. That and the blood will hide so much better when we get him,” Ichigo chuckled, licking his lips and smirking at the taste of the watermelon lip gloss that he had decided to wear. Ciel rumbled as his eyes landed on the innocently smiling slick lips, wondering how they would look when they were wrapped around his or Sebastian’s cock, all shiny and pink.
“Think about what you want him to do with those lips of his later, Master,” Sebastian chuckled from where he was tugging on his gloves. Though he couldn’t say much about the state of Ciel’s mind when it came to Ichigo and the slick substance he called edible lip gloss. The first time Ichigo had put some on had been for their wedding night, making his lips shine a soft pink, hair falling down all around the gently flowing loose kimono that had teased at their mate’s body.
To say that Ichigo had been limping the next morning had been an understatement.
“Please keep your mind on what is going to happen very soon, Ciel, and I’ll make you have a very happy moment later somewhere hidden,” Ichigo promised, unable to stop himself from blushing lightly, shifting on his feet. Ciel and Sebastian leered at him, eyes dark at the sultry yet shy promise from their mate.
“I will hold you to that,” Ciel chuckled as they turned to the sky where the garganta was slowly splitting the sky open. “They’re coming,” he mused, turning to watch as the opening split open and the Espada stepped out, looking rather bored with the way the town looked. Once Aizen, Gin and Tosen had stepped out, the garganta closed.
“Szayel, Ulquiorra, go gather my prize for me if you would?” Aizen drawled, the various hidden shinigami’s eyes narrowing at the man, wondering just what he was doing.
Ichigo reached up to the headset in his ear and clicked on a tiny button, saying, “Clowny-chan, follow after them and make sure that you don’t hurt Ulquiorra. He helped me before and he is helping us now, so no hurting our ally. The pink haired creature, go for it.”
“Do not call me Clowny-chan, Kurosaki. It is Kurotsuchi-taicho,” Mayuri snarled over the line, getting a snicker.
“I’ll call you Kurotsuchi once you get my last name right, Clowny-chan. It’s Phantomhive now,” Ichigo purred. “Just follow them. You know your orders.” Ulquiorra and Szayel were quick to break off, subtly followed by Mayuri and Nemu both, all of them going for where Ichigo supposedly was. Once the two Espada were far enough away, the shinigami made their move, coming to surround Aizen and his people, Ciel, Sebastian and Ichigo staying out of sight for the moment.
“Aizen Sosuke, you are under arrest for treason against the Soul Society and crimes against humanity. You can give up now or we can take you and yours down now,” Unohana stated, her voice loud and clear. Aizen just smirked and shifted on his feet before them.
“I think not, Unohana-chan. I doubt that you’ll be able to stop me from doing what I want, at least not without some casualties to the poor, dear humans running around. Especially since your dear little Ichigo is gone and so are all of his friends,” he chuckled. On the outside, he was calm, cool, collected but on the inside he was snarling at the fact that he had been caught unaware of what was happening in Soul Society. “From what I know, Ichigo has the mentality of a child, so is rather useless to you.”
“Aww, that hurts so much.” The soft chuckle from behind him sent shivers up and down the spines of the Espada and the traitor shinigami before they turned around, eyes wide. Aizen’s eyes narrowed at Ichigo, noting the fact that even with a giant zanpaktou on his back, he was gorgeous in his new outfit, the pictures having done nothing for just how much so. “And here I am, all dressed up and ready to play,” Ichigo cooed, rubbing at his bottom lip with one garnet nail.
“Must you tease the psycho?” Ciel asked, walking up behind him and using one hand to stroke Ichigo’s cheek, getting a gentle flush from his lover.
“Yes, I must. It is fun after all,” Ichigo pouted, eyes glinting as Sebastian chuckled and landed beside them, both men holding their own in the air around them.
“You have been around us for much too long,” Sebastian purred, taking one of Ichigo’s hands and pressing a kiss to the back of it as his lover smirked.
“You say that like it’s a bad thing,” Ciel chuckled, everyone watching the way the three interacted before Nnoitra burst into laughter.
“Oh fuck, he looks like a girl and acts like one too!” he cackled, mouth wide as Ichigo turned flashing red eyes to him and smirked slowly.
“I do hope that you’re torn apart by your chosen opponent, Nnoitra, because if not, I will happily castrate you and feed the itty bitty piece to some lower level demon that needs a nibble.” The words were simple and spoken as fact, nothing more and nothing less. It shut the Fifth Espada up and he stared at him with wide eyes, almost wanting to protect his groin but also wanted to react to the insult about his dick.
“I am not small,” he snarled, going with being insulted. Ichigo cocked an eyebrow as he ran an eyebrow over the other man slowly before smirking.
“As I said, itty bitty piece. My mates are probably bigger than all of you,” Ichigo purred, turning to Aizen with a sweet smile that seemed out of place under the gleaming eyes. “But I really don’t blame you since I don’t think that Aizen would want anyone bigger than he is. After all, from what I hear, he’s pretty small on that scale himself,” he said sweetly, chuckling lowly.
“Oh, so mean,” Sebastian chuckled, leaning over and brushing his lips over Ichigo’s neck, the younger male tipping his head back and sighing in pleasure.
“Aizen, I would like to introduce you to my mates, Ciel Phantomhive and Sebastian Michaelis. Ciel is the head of the household of Phantomhive and Sebastian, well...he’s a Prince of a piece of Hell,” Ichigo cooed. “You see, I landed in a very nice dimension, taken there by my dear Shirosaki to heal and regain my mental status back from the broken mess you left it in.”
Aizen narrowed his eyes and shifted slightly so he could take a good look at Ichigo. He saw the hair sticks that had the symbol of the Shiba clan and what looked like an exploding firework hanging on them. His eyes slid down to notice that around his neck was a simple choker with the symbol of Yamamoto’s clan that rested in the groove in his collarbone. Finally, his eyes caught sight of the small kenseiken that hung from a bit of hair just behind the gently curving ear, making him step back again.
“You are...” he breathed, Ichigo smiling brightly.
“I am the heir of three clans, heir to Byakuya and heir to father for two different clans. I not only have political power backing me up but familial power that I have taken the time to learn about, to control and grow. I am quite powerful,” Ichigo chuckled, brushing the back of his fingers against his cheek as he smiled a sleepy smile. “And with my mate’s power, well, let’s just say that your zanpakuto will never work on me again. After all, you can’t hypnotize a demon, even if they are in human forms,” he continued, voice taking on a liquid quality.
“I will still take you as mine,” Aizen purred as his Espada spread out to start their jobs, already knowing what they needed to do and how they needed to do it. Shinigami followed after, knowing who they were to work with and who they were to take out while Ichigo and his mates took out Aizen. Tosen and Gin moved out of the way, not wanting to get in the way, having a feeling that the fight was going to be quite explosive, especially with the way the two demon’s power curled and swirled around them.
“Oh, I think not. You see, Ciel and Sebastian are quite...possessive, and you just said the wrong thing,” Ichigo chuckled, running his fingers over a bit of his exposed skin, face screaming an almost sexual contentment. “And after they rend you into pieces, if there is anything left of you...Well I’m sure that Yachiru’s new helldoggy will like a treat,” he purred, eyes glowing as his own power started to flare about him. “Let’s have some fun yes?”
“Oh yes, let’s,” Ciel purred, pulling off his gloves and letting them drop to the ground. Sebastian chuckled and did the same, both demon’s eyes glowing a demonic red in their anticipation.
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