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Estate Managed Love	By : Strailo Category: Bleach > Crossovers Views: 4799 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Title: Estate Managed Love
Fandom: Bleach/Kuroshitsuji
Pairings: Ciel/Sebastian/Ichigo
Characters: Ichigo
Chapter: 4
Word Count: 1855
Warnings: nothing
AN: *takes a deep breath* The V named in here was named after a wonderful friend. He…had a heart attack back in January, leaving his wife, Affy. If you know who they are, don’t say their names here. Be nice.

V was TheOldMan and his stories are…unfinished on AO3. I think they’ll always be unfinished. But he was such a wonderful story teller and a close friend and heart brother and I will forever miss him.

May this chapter stand in honor of a lost loved one.

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“Well, try to get the line fixed soon please? I can only charge my phone using my boss’ car so often after all. My employers would be very displeased if I end up having to tell them that I’m still waiting for the electricity to come back on. As it is, I had the poor plumber having to work with battery powered lanterns for light,” Ichigo said as he walked into a small store. He sighed as the person on the other side of the line said that the group was heading for his line now and it would be fixed in the next hour. “Thank you,” he sighed.

Hanging up, he shook his head, getting an amused look from a tall man who was working on grinding together several herbs in a stone bowl behind a solid top table. “Having issues already out there, Ichigo-san? You have only been there for a month,” the man said as he tested the powdered state of the herbs.

Ichigo smiled at the man who was known simply as V. Where he was rather tall and strong, his wife was adorable and bouncy, and as much of a mother hen as Yuzu was. She was known as Affy to the customers and was known for her essential oils. V on the other hand could make a bath bomb that rivaled some of the big bath and body companies. Not that they would ever become huge since their scents were customized to each customer for the most part.

“Just a tiny bit. The electrical company, for whatever reason, didn’t want to call people in and wasn’t going to get to the lines that lead to the house until tomorrow. I don’t know why, but I had to remind them just who owned the house and that they were required to call in people for post storm clean up,” he sighed. He let the door swing shut behind him as he pulled off his jacket.

He had found the small shop on accident one day when he had been in a hotel for his interview, and then returned when he had gotten sized for his uniforms. Now that he was fully moved in, he wanted to stock up.

“So, tell me what brings you by today,” V said as he poured the powdered herbs into a bowl once he was happy with how fine it was. He added a few other things to the herbs along with some of the oils his wife had created. Ichigo watched and smiled at the scent of apples and nutmeg that filled the air for a moment before the filtering system swept it away.

“I have to pick up some reeds, beads, and tarts for my employers,” Ichigo admitted. He shoved his phone into his back pocket from his jacket pocket and pulled out the list. “And I’m also after some bath bombs for myself,” he continued, handing the list he had over. “While that goes down though, I’ll check what you have out on the shelves.”

Looking over the list, V looked up at the shorter male and smiled as Affy came out, her hair pulled back into a spritely ponytail that hung down to her ass and bounced as she walked. “You work at the Phantomhive residence now don’t ya?” he asked. Ichigo blinked at him before looking between the owners of the store.

“Yeah. I was hired a few months ago, and they’re letting me live in a side house on the grounds as long as I do my job,” Ichigo said, pointing to the list. “I’m just after some stuff to make sure that the house doesn’t get musty between cleaning,” he continued. He had suggested a few mixes that he knew that hollows hated and would help coax Spirits to leave, but they were still nice without being overpowering to even the most sensitive of noses.

Reading over the list around her husband’s body, Affy made a considering sound and snagged the list. “Let me get these mixes done up for you, Ichi-chan. I’ll be done in a jiff,” she said. She smiled and patted her husband’s back before she disappeared into the back again.

“She’s like a whirlwind. She comes in, does shit, and then leaves, leaving you wondering what just happened,” Ichigo huffed.

V reached out to gently tweak the braid that was just brushing under Ichigo’s neck. “Go on and shop. It’ll be done soon enough. I have some new scents out on the shelves,” he said. He shook his head, glad that he had been smart at the opening of their store for carrying simple, light scents.

They both knew about Ciel Phantomhive and his life partner, Sebastian Michaelis. They also knew that the two men were demonic beings.

Not that the two men were evil. If anything, they were of the Dark, and there was a difference between Dark and Evil.

Ichigo smiled at him and left him to build new bath bombs in peace, grabbing one of the small wheeled carts. He headed for the wax and oil burners first. He picked out four small oil burners and three wax tart burners, placing them into his basket before grabbing one for himself. His original oil burner had broken in the move and he needed to replace it.

Two packs of a dozen tea lights were added along with extra bulbs for the wax burners.

Heading to the candle section, he found a few scented candles that he found himself liking, keeping to the softer scents that would help to keep his new house smelling good. He also picked out a new wax tart to try, the scent vanilla sugar and strawberries. He chose the main house wax tarts and a couple candles before he moved onto the next section. He gathered the reeds and diffusers that they were used in, making sure that he had enough for all the rooms and in various sizes and shapes.

He continued to the beads next and found several that were the ‘soak in your own scent mix’ that he could use with the same oils that he was getting for the reed diffusers. He also picked up several small bathroom sized containers before grabbing one that smelt of the sea for his own bathroom.

He walked around a shelf and found the bath bombs, making a happy sound at finding the one that he liked restocked. Plucking twelve of the single use bombs that smelled of cinnamon and spice, he placed them in the basket before going about sniffing other bombs. He was rather glad that V always put fresh testing pods with each of the bombs out. He selected a soft mint scent that claimed to turn the bathwater a deep green color, and some of the purple ones that smelled like sugared blood grapefruits.

Continuing to putter about the shop, he picked up the matching oils to his bath bombs and candles, going up to the front when he noticed that Affy was standing behind the rather raised counter on a step stool. While her husband was tall, a mountain of a man, she was short, coming up to Ichigo shoulders on a good day.

“My, you nearly bought out our store,” Affy teased as she placed the large bottles of essential oil mixes onto the counter. Each bottle had printed out information about what was in each one.

“Of course I did,” Ichigo drawled as he put the items for the main house onto the counter first. “I’m just stocking up on things. Some of them are an attempt at keeping things smelling fresh inside of the main house, and the rest are for me. Luckily all the scents that were agreed on don’t clash if they mingle and I can open windows on good days while the cleaning service gets things cleaned up.”

“Which is a nice change,” Affy chirped, starting to scan the items. She wrapped each item carefully and placed them into boxes to hold them still before she packed them away into their specialized travel boxes. Once she was done with the first set, she took the card and swiped it, allowing Ichigo to sign the slip. Ichigo then placed the rest of the items on the counter, letting Affy use their strong bags for his things.

Once he had everything paid for, Ichigo smiled at them and left with the box in his arms and bag hanging from his elbow. He left, heading for his car before he went for food. Affy leant against the counter, her arms crossed as she rested on them, humming softly. “He really must need us to find this place so often,” she drawled as V came to stand next to her.

“He does. There was an air of such sadness around him when he first came to us. I have a feeling that we’ll be seeing him often. More so since he’s working for the Phantomhive Estate,” he said, resting an arm around her waist. “That guy has power. It’s almost like it’s waking up though. I think. But still, power. I like the way he wears clothes, as if he’s finding himself all over again.”

“I think that you may be right,” Affy said. She moved her hand so that she could lean against the counter, resting her chin in her hand. “Do ya think he’s the one that Yūko was talking about? The one that threw things into a tizzy to wake up some old powers?” she asked. She tilted her head, gray eyes blinking as she watched Ichigo place the boxes and bag onto the floor of his car. She smiled when he locked the car up and headed for the store just up the street.

“I do believe that he is. We’ll have to watch what happens. I take it that you made sure that the annoying one will sneeze his way out of the house when he pushes too far right?” V asked. He smiled down at his innocently smiling wife. “I have known you for too many years, my heart. So please do not give me that look.”

“I may or may not have done so. And may or may not have done something to tweak our well-known mortician too,” she said. She twitched her hair back before bouncing off the step-stool. “Just to keep them on their toes after all.”

“Of course. No reason to drive away a favorite customer. Never mind that you want to play with his hair like you do mine some days,” he teased her. Affy stuck her tongue out as she disappeared into the back.

Laughing quietly, V went back to making his bath bombs, watching as Ichigo came back an hour later with a cart and one of the people with him. He shook his head at how much Ichigo had bought for his own house but figured that he was stocking up. Either way, the blushing male brought a bit of life to the world and V was looking forward to what was going to happen next.
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