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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: 38B

Chapter title: Taking Down a King

Characters: Ikkaku and Yumichika

Word Count: 1,899

AN: Ohhh, looky here. >> *cackles* We're getting into this shit. *smirks* Having fun yet?
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Yumichika and Ikkaku stared at the two that they were going up against, taking in their opponents that were staring at them in return. Choe Neng Poww dwarfed his fellow Fraccion, Charlotte Chuhlhourne by feet, both of them holding their zanpakuto in their hands and waiting for Ikkaku and Yumichika to make a move.
“How...unbeautiful this is,” Yumichika snorted, tugging his kosode a bit to make sure that it sat right, sniffing at the two’s looks before looking away. Charlotte sneered at him as Choe Neng rolled his eyes.

“They are weaklings, not even the strength of a fukutaicho,” Choe Neng stated, moving towards one of the pillars with a bored look on his face. “They are not even good looking enough to incite your anger, Charlotte.”
“What did he just say?” Yumichika asked, voice dripping with a poisonous sweetness that his lover knew much too well, making the bald headed man try to inch away before going absolutely still when pinned with his lover’s purple eyes. “Did you just hear that...that...THING call me unattractive?”
Ikkaku laughed a bit nervously and nodded his head. “I think he said it about both of us, along with us not being strong enough for his tastes, but you know, I think that’s just a massive insult to you, lover. You’re gorgeous after all, perfect in every way to me,” he said, stumbling over his words. He would be insulted about the power comment later, after he calmed his lover down enough to not be attacked.
“Sweetheart, I want you to do something for me,” Yumichika purred, eyes flaring as he pulled out Ruri’iro Kujaku from his sheath.
“Anything, baby, anything at all,” Ikkaku squeaked, eyes still wide as he pulled Hozukimaru out of his sheath to, knowing that he was going to have to use it and possibly his bankai.
“I want you to kill that idiot. Painfully,” Yumichika growled, eyes glowing as blood rushed south for Ikkaku, the bald man nearly drooling. His usually somewhat sweet, if not manipulative, lover had admitted to just what Ruri’iro Kujaku’s shikai was all about, stating that he still preferred beating his opponents with his bare hands. Kenpachi had just grunted, told him to do his work and went back to training, not caring about his shikai while Ikkaku had asked to see it.
The released form of Yumichika’s zanpakuto had been slick and strong and in an odd, odd way, sensual. The sex had extended far into the night.
“Um...”
“If you don’t,” Yumichika purred, feeling his lover’s slight hesitation over using his full power if needed, “you will be my personal bitch for a year.” Ikkaku’s eyes lit up at that thought, knowing just how Yumichika got. “But you won’t be getting laid for a good chunk of it.”
The bald man whined before a fire lit in his eyes and he slammed the sheath and hilt together, calling out, “Nobiro!” Twirling his staff a bit, he chuckled and proceeded to do a rather interesting movement on his toes. “I’m so lucky...” Yumichika chuckled lightly as his lover did his lucky dance, playing with his own zanpakuto.
“You are lucky that I love you so much as to put up with that dance of yours,” Yumichika teased, Ikkaku winking at him before reaching out and wrapping his arm around a slim waist. The beauty obsessed man squeaked as he was dipped back and kissed before pulled back up.
“I am so very lucky and no one else is as lucky as me,” Ikkaku chuckled.
“I think I need to bash my head against a wall somewhere to forget I ever saw such a display,” Charlotte stated, nose wrinkled. Yumichika’s violet eyes flared dangerously as he turned to Charlotte.

“I will take care of this idiot myself,” Yumichika purred, eyes dark as he stroked the fanned blade of his zanpakuto. Ikkaku swallowed heavily and tried to get his mind back onto his own fight against Choe Neng instead of just how hot his lover was.
“Have fun, lover,” he said, smirking before bounding after the large man, bald head catching the sun as he smirked. “Sakero,” he purred out, Hozukimaru splitting into three parts and letting him start to attack the large Arrancar, dodging out of the way of the now normal looking zanpakuto in the man’s hand, bouncing around with a smirk. “Aww, come on, big guy, you suck!” Ikkaku called out, slamming his foot into Choe Nengs face, getting a groan as the large man stumbled back.
“I suppose I will just have to call forth my Resurreccion to deal with you,” Choe Neng stated, sounding almost bored with it all as he held his zanpakuto out before him, shifting on his feet. “Ibuke.” The blade of his sword glowed for a second before it disappeared, the already large body swelling even more until it was roughly the size of a Gillian-class Menos. A striped sac covered him from his chin down to his stomach as black wrapped around his arms and legs.
Ikkaku pulled a face of disgust at the sight. “I would have never thought I would say this, but you went from somewhat okay looking to just downright ugly,” he said, shuddering as he held the still split apart Hozukimaru in his hands.
“Considering how you look...” Choe Neng grunted, batting at the supposed fly that was annoying him, eyes narrowing when the brash male dodged out of his way. “We were told that those of the Eleventh division did not run. But here you are, running,” he said, trying to prick at Ikkaku’s pride and getting a rich laugh.
“Man is your intel behind the times. We’ve been playing nice with other squads, and this includes the Second, who have some of the fastest people around. You’d be surprised at how fast a guy has to get to keep up with some of those guys,” Ikkaku sneered before putting the three parts of his zanpakuto back together and hummed lightly. “Now, I need you to die otherwise I’m not getting laid every night for a year straight and the last time that happened, I had permanent blue balls. So, let’s do it this way, yeah? Bankai!”
With a large flash of wild power, Hozukimaru grew in size and into three large connected bladed weapons, one of them floating in a way behind him as Ikkaku smirked and held the other two in both of his hands, the sun glinting off of the darkly colored blades.
“How...boring. You make me just want to yawn,” Choe Neng hummed, his mouth falling open with the last word and making Ikkaku pull another face of disgust, even as a cero formed.
“Fuck man! Close your mouth!” he complained, barely dodging out of the way of the cero as it was fired. Patting out a small fire on his kosode, Ikkaku snorted as he said, “Is that all you have? Cause if it is, that’s kinda boring. Here, let me show you how to do it.” With a maniacal grin, the man took the middle blade into hand and started to spin it, dodging out of the way of any hits trying to land on him, landing a few of his own with one of the blades and slowly waking his zanpakuto up.
“What are you doing? You keep running as if scared,” Choe Neng mocked, only getting a smirk from Ikkaku.
“Yeah, well, you see, Hozukimaru is a bit of a lazy ass so I have to get him up and moving before I can do anything really worth it,” Ikkaku chuckled, eyes glowing as his checked his zanpakuto before leering happily. “Let’s play,” he growled, unleashing his attacks fast enough that Choe Neng was forced to stumble back, wounds opening all along his body, eyes unable to truly catch sight of the flickering gnat.
Choe Neng’s power started to drop as he kept attempting to land hit after hit and cero after cero, Ikkaku using his new found speed to land even more hits as he drove the large Arrancar back. He smirked lightly and pulled up a bit of power as Choe Neng growled, feeling his power drain away.
“Dude, I promised my lover that I would kill you for daring to call him weak, much less unattractive,” he stated even as he brought Hozukimaru down one last time and moved quickly out of the way, not wanting to get caught in the resulting explosion.
As Choe Neng splattered a bit over the buildings, Yumichika was trying hard to stare at the man before him before shaking his head and rubbing his eyes. “How hideous!” he moaned, looking once more and feeling Ruri’iro Kujaku shudder with him.
“How dare you say that about me,” Charlotte complained, a pout forming on his overly large lips, making Yumichika shudder once more. “You are such an ugly person to judge me. True beauty comes from the soul and not just from the physical good looks,” he continued, Yumichika giving him a ‘bored now’ look.
“Are you done?” Yumichika asked, rubbing at his ear as Charlotte screeched at him, making him smirk. He was still trying to decide if just killing the Fraccion would be the best idea or not. “Now, I don’t have time for a long, drawn out fight. I want to see how Ichigo-chan and his dear mate’s pull Aizen apart into little chunks after all. So, I’m going to give you two options. Option one is giving up and letting me put seki-seki cuffs on you so you can go to Soul Society and stay alive in a prison cell. I can’t promise that things won’t happen to you but they shouldn’t. Option two though is me using Ruri’iro’s special abilities on you which will give me such a lovely boost and leave you dead. So?” he asked, all the while playing with the feathered blade of his zanpakuto.
Charlotte went still, seeing that the other wasn’t lying about his ability to just kill him without so much as batting an eye. He weighed the options slowly before sticking out his hands. “Beauty such as I should not be killed by such a mundane man,” he stated.
Yumichika snorted as he fished out the seki-seki cuffs and wrapped them around the other’s wrists. “Beauty indeed,” he growled, dragging Charlotte off to the portal where he found Omaeda shoving the one he knew to be Nirgge Parduor through into the waiting hands of the Second division squad members. “Did you manage not to run away?” he asked, eyebrow raising at the nervous looking Omaeda.
“Yeah! Taicho told me that if I did I would be losing some important parts...” he admitted, swallowing at the sneer on Yumichika’s lips as Charlotte walked to the Second Division members to get away.
“I did not need to know that,” he snorted, Ikkaku dropping down next to him and pulling him close, noting the forming bruises and various wounds on his body from where he hadn’t been fast enough. “And you need a healer.”
“Aww, come on babe,” Ikkaku groaned, getting a dark look before his lover shoved him off to where Orihime and the healers of the Fourth were waiting.
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