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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: 41

Chapter title: Squish an Insect’s Ego

Characters: Szayel, Ulquiorra, Maruyi

Word Count:1,386

AN: I never do say which Insect I'm talking about...not really. *evil grin*
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Szayelapporro Granz narrowed his eyes behind his remnant mask glasses and came to a stop, Ulquiorra stopping with him, green eyes gazing at him in some curiosity. “Tell me, Ulquiorra, why is it that I can feel power that is not yours twined within yours?” he purred, turning on his feet, staring at Ulquiorra who just tipped his head. “And I can smell scents that aren’t yours twined within yours?” he continued.

Ulquiorra smirked and curled one hand around Murcielago, stroking the hilt with a thumb. “Aizen may have demanded that we abstain from finding mates but that does not mean that we listened very well. It’s a part of our very nature to find those who can take and give what we need after all,” he said, voice lilting with his delight. “I have two mates and I can say that I thank Ichigo-san for every moment that I have with them.”
Szayel narrowed his eyes, his own hand going to Fornicaras’ hilt, grasping it tightly as Ulquiorra moved to sit down on a roof’s edge, just waiting for the Fourth Espada to attack him. “So you disobeyed him?” he asked, surprised when the other crossed his legs and smirked.
“Yes, we did. We enjoyed every moment of it and found ourselves free from his spell that he has wrapped around you,” Ulquiorra hummed, stroking his zanpakuto with a smirk. “I have my mates and I will have my freedom when Ichigo-san and his mate’s kill Aizen. After that happens, I shall have a free pass between Hueco Mundo and the Soul Society so I am able to get to Unohana-sama and her help with our carrier,” he continued, watching Szayel work over what he was saying.
“So, you mean to tell me that I would be able to do as I please and I wouldn’t have to fight or be watched over like a hawk by Aizen?” Szayel slowly asked, eyes narrowed as two parts of his mind warred. One part, under the control of Aizen’s zanpakuto warred with the part that had bided its time, waiting for the moment that it could make it’s move and kick the control out of it. The pink haired Espada moaned softly and rubbed at his head.

“Having mental troubles there, Szayel?” Ulquiorra purred as he watched the other man, rub at his head, eyes screwed shut as his mental mindscape became a war ground for who he truly was and who he was under Aizen’s manipulations. He had no doubt that Szayel would have slept with Aizen, manipulations or not, the pink haired man loved sex with those who were powerful and the man was powerful.
But he also knew that Szayel hated to be manipulated or fucked with in any way, making the twitching going on before him that much enjoyable.
“My head,” Szayel muttered, coming to rest next to Ulquiorra, holding his head as his mind finally settled down, the part of him that was his own triumphant over the manipulations and hypnosis settling into place. “Fuck, what the hell did he do to us?” he asked, Mayuri landing nearby with a pout.

“His zanpakuto is one that can hypnotize and create illusions once they have been exposed to its power,” Mayuri stated, walking over to the two and getting bored looks. “I have extensively studied his zanpakuto and it’s abilities with what information I could gather, and with the help of those that had been under it, was able to create a powder that helps combat the manipulations for the stronger minded. It breaks for them but for others it just allows them to make their own decisions.”

“Sounds like a fascinating subject,” Szayel hummed, rubbing at his chin with one finger, eyes thoughtful. “You are the Soul Societies scientist correct?” he asked, getting a nod from Mayuri. “I’m sure that it will be quite interesting subject to really study if at all possible.” Ulquiorra snorted and stretched slowly.

“Szayel, there are so many interesting subjects that you haven’t even scratched the surface of,” he told him, standing up and gazing out over the other battles, finding more and more finishing quickly. “You see, Aizen’s forces have either turned on him or have just outright given up. Mostly due to the fact that a couple of the Shinigami are the mates of Vizard’s, or in the case of Ichigo, the mate of two demons. They are smart and the powder that has been floating about us has been working on the manipulations of Aizen’s zanpakuto. Stark, Harribel, her Fraccion, Grimmjow and I did not have the pleasure of having the powder in aiding our breaking of the manipulations.”
“How did you break through them then?” Szayel asked, Mayuri listening as Nemu dropped down next to him, notebook in hand and ready to take notes.
“The four of us spent quite a lot of time around Ichigo and his power. Even with the seki-seki cuff around his neck he still leaked quite a bit of power, enough to put cracks into our hypnosis. This allowed us to break the hypnosis and mate completely, which stops us from being hypnotized again,” he huffed, shaking his head with a frown on his lips. “He does not know this nor do I think he will ever learn of it if Ichigo and his mate’s have anything to say about it.”

“Those two are truly demons yes?” Szayel asked, eyes turning to the threesome that still stood, watching the battles that they could see, but knowing that they were out of the way. Ulquiorra had made sure when he had sat on the roof, not wanting to be discovered just yet.
“Yes, they are. From another dimension from what Ichigo-san has told me,” Ulquiorra stated, nodding his head.

“Tell me, Arrancar, why do you call the Kurosaki boy Ichigo-san?” Mayuri asked, turning his eyes to the pale Espada. “He is undeserving of any respect, just a ryoka that has been very lucky in his battles, nothing special.”

Ulquiorra smirked and snorted. “Ichigo-san is far from just another Ryoka boy. I know for a fact that his father is a Shinigami, a taicho class Shinigami, that left to be with his partner,” Ulquiorra purred, eyes shining as he stood and brushed off his hakama and jacket, tilting his head to the side. “He’s only half alive as it is and now he has demonic blood from his mates on top of his hollow and of course the clan blood that comes from his father’s side of the family and his mother’s side of the family.”
“Why did I not hear of this?”Mayuri snarled, glaring at Nemu who shrugged slightly.
“I believe that there have been rumors of him talking about his clan connections at his wedding, which you did not attend due to needing to get the powder done in time, Mayuri-taicho,” Nemu stated, tapping her pen on her note book.
“Find all the rumors on him and discover if they are true,” he told her, getting a nod and a note taken down.
“I believe that most of the fights are done. Szayel, come with me to see Unohana-sama so she can check over you and make sure that the powder has worked fully on you,” Ulquiorra stated, plucking at Szayel’s jacket, drawing him away and to the medical camp where he found a ruffled looking Byakuya smoothing down his hair and two very smug Quincies, a slightly battered Kensei standing next to a patiently waiting Shuuhei while Kira and Shinji gazed at them in some surprise, and a happy looking Kenpachi feeling up Renji’s stomach as Nnoitra tried to glare at everyone, Tesra smiling next to him.

“I believe that I shall have lots of fun working with you,” Szayel chuckled, smirking as he sat down on one of the beds, Ulquiorra moving to his blue haired lover, Stark strolling over to the both of them, yawning as if he was bored. Harribel nodded to him before turning to Orihime, watching as she cleaned instruments.

All they had to do was wait for the final fight to end but no one was going to be there anytime soon. They had no doubt that it would be bloody.
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