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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: 42

Chapter title: A So-Called God’s Downfall

Characters: Aizen, Ciel, Sebastian, Ichigo

Word Count: 2,035

AN: So we finally come to this chapter. I laugh and cackle now.
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“Aww, would you look at that, all of your pets are either leaving you behind or dying,” Ichigo cooed as he watched the various battles happen, waving his fan before his face. It reminded his lovers much of Urahara when he was feeling playful and made them smirk at the dancing eyes that were above the fan. “My, my, Aizen, your sword must be weak if all your hypnosis and manipulations are being overturned so easily,” he cooed, Sebastian chuckled lightly as he shifted in place, getting ready for the fight.

“It looks as if things are going along wonderfully, Ichigo,” Sebastian hummed, smiling lightly as his eyes glowed. Ichigo chuckled and waved his fan at his lover a bit in his amusement.
“Indeed it is,” Ichigo hummed, Aizen’s face placid even though his mental scape was raging with his anger. “I wonder, Aizen, is your zanpakuto spirit trying to hide in your mind? Scared of the winds and rain running around in there?” he asked, voice teasing even as he kept his voice sweet and innocent.

The growl he got from Aizen made the three smirk, Ichigo once more hiding his face behind his fan as he chuckled. “It seems that is what is happening,” Ceil hummed, eyes glowing with a smile as he adjusted his eye patch. “Shall we see to the man before us? He’s starting to annoy me and you know how I get when annoyed.”

“Yes, you get grumpy and the only things that make you happy again is being made happy,” Ichigo hummed, walking over to his lover and hooking a finger into the waistband of his mate’s pants, tugging on it teasingly. “And both I and Sebastian know how to make you happy,” he purred, Ciel growling as their lips brushed together. Aizen growled and twitched when Ichigo sighed happily, eyes closing as he pressed up into the kiss, hands coming to rest on the younger demon’s chest.

“I see,” Aizen hummed, eyes taking on a dangerous glint. He had a thought of how he would try to drag the three mate’s apart, hoping that despite the fact that they were mated, that Ichigo hadn’t talked about everything that had happened to him. “I wonder if he’s told you what he had done during his time under my care,” he purred, voice making it seem as if Ichigo had done more than just wait and turn his people against him.

The dark look in Ciel’s eye as it turned a rich red from the usual rich blue made Aizen pause as Kyoka Suigetsu screamed in his mental mind scape. “You’re not very good at lying, Aizen.” The sweetly purred words that came from the young demon sent shudders tripping up and down his spine, forcing him to squash the need to step back away from him.

“You see,” Sebastian purred before he disappeared from Aizen’s sight only to reappear behind him, leaning close and whispering into his ear, “we can smell a virgin from a mile away. They’re all so sweet and lovely, just filled to the brim with a sweetness that calls to our very beings. And Ichigo teased us for months before we were able to take him to our bed and lay our claims. Ahh, but the sounds he made for us.”
Ichigo flushed as he felt the lust over the bond between him and Sebastian, knowing that his older lover was teasing Aizen from the way that the so called King of Hueco Mundo was gripping his zanpakuto. “He’s teasing him with what he’ll never have,” he mused softly to Ciel, getting a smirk as an arm wrapped around his waist and pulled him close, careful of Zangetsu.
“Indeed he is, but it’s such a lovely sight to see some delusional fool think he can get the drop on us,” Ciel mused, smirking when Ichigo turned to him and idly stroked a finger over his neck.
“Do you think the fluffy one knows that we can feel him building the kido?” he asked, voice loud enough to be heard by Aizen and Sebastian. The elder demon chuckled, and faster than even Aizen could even see, reached out and snapped three fingers of the ex-shinigami’s hand with loud snaps. “Oh, that must hurt,” Ichigo winced, curling his fingers before relaxing them a few times, shaking his head.
“Really, you would think that such a man would be smart enough to not piss off demons,” Ciel sighed as Sebastian appeared next to them and leant over to nuzzle into Ichigo’s fragrant neck.
“You would think, but obviously he’s not thinking too clearly,” Ichigo hummed as Aizen brought his hand up and jerked the fingers back into place with a barely surppressed yelp of pain, eyes closed and body shuddering. “Aww, now come on. All that hard work to break those and you had to reset them?” he pouted at the man that was staring at him with surprised eyes. “What? You expected me to be completely sane after all that you put me through? My mind broke in ways that made it very hard for Shirosaki and Zangetsu to put me back together,” he informed the other, smirking very slightly.

“It left him as he should have been in a loving home, knowing all about his powers and able to be flexible in his thinking,” Ciel explained, running his hand down his mate’s side with a smirk. “A perfect mate for two perfectly naughty demons,” he chuckled. Ichigo blushed happily at the praise, looking up through his lashes as he smiled at his mate’s.
“You’re so sweet to me, Ciel,” Ichigo murmured softly, pressing against the other male as Sebastian chuckled and ran his own hand over his neck, just cupping around the front of it. They both smiled in pleasure at the fact that Ichigo just sighed contently, even knowing that with the way his hand was, he could kill the cross dresser easily.

“You see? Our sweet mate trusts us perfectly and loves us just as well,” Sebastian rumbled, black colored fingernails shifting to claws, making Ichigo moan at the feeling of his mate so close to his neck. “And I suppose we have to thank you for him being so perfect since you were the one to make his mind shatter so prettily for us,” he mused, licking a fang before smirking and turning to Aizen, gaining a pout from Ichigo when he was let go.
“Are you going to kill him now?” Ichigo asked sweetly, eyes widening with excitement. “Does this mean we’ll have his head mounted on the dungeon walls?” he asked, bouncing, almost childlike and making Aizen go wide eyed and take a step back. The smirk on the pretty face told him that was just the reaction he was looking for.

Aizen growled and pulled his zanpakuto free from his sheath, surprised at finding himself losing control of himself so easily. “I will destroy you two and take your pretty mate for myself,” he said darkly, getting smirks from all three of them.
“Sebastian, Ciel, my loves, my hearts, my souls, you remember when I told you about the Hogyoku, right?” Ichigo said sweetly, looking up to his mates and getting nods. “Well, it’s calling so prettily to me. It’s being held and turned dark. I don’t like that fact. It’s such a pretty little thing and it shouldn’t be used by such a nasty little man. Can you get it for me?”

Sebastian smirked and took one of his hands into his own, bowing and kissing the back of it as a proper gentleman. “Anything that our sweet mate wishes of us, we will fulfill,” he purred, getting a happy smile.
“Bye-bye, Aizen. I do hope you enjoy where you are going to,” Ichigo cooed as Ciel smirked, his own nails shifting to claws and as he rolled his shoulders, spotting just where the Hogyoku sat, and frowning at the way it was pulsing.

“We shall need to rip it from him,” Ciel mused, running a hand through his hair before smirking. “It’ll be bloody and you know how you are right now around blood.”
“Unohana said that it’s odd to have such a trigger so early in one’s pregnancy but not unheard of,” Ichigo sighed, rubbing at his stomach. “Especially with such powerful daddies and a powerful carrier,” he continued, eyes glowing as Aizen’s eyes flared with anger.
“That means you’ll stay over here or move when needed?” Sebastian prompted, getting a nod and a smile.

“Yes, I shall move if I need to,” Ichigo promised, giving Sebastian a peck on the mouth before doing the same with Ciel. Aizen snarled and brought up his zanpakuto, eyes narrowed as he waited for the two to attack, eyes widening when they moved faster than even his trained eye could see.
Ichigo was smiling slightly, moving further back so he didn’t have to smell the coppery scent of freshly spilt blood, his stomach not particularly liking it at the moment unless it was Sebastian’s or Ciel’s. Aizen was trying to land a hit, slashing and thrusting at after images that his lover’s left behind to taunt as his clothes were slashed open, skin splitting under hard, talented claws.
He chuckled at the look of surprise on Aizen’s face when Ciel slammed a clawed and bloody hand through his chest, grabbing a hold of the pulsing Hogyoku and ripping it free. The scream that came from the feeling of ripping power from power, of his very being being separated from the sphere, made the young male hum and rub at his stomach. “One day, I will tell you how your daddies got me such a lovely jewel for my birthday,” he cooed at his stomach.
Ciel and Sebastian smirked as they continued to tear into the now surprisingly weakened Aizen, neither of them wanting to taste his soul, deciding that he was just too slick and evil to even be the slightest bit delicious. As they slowly killed him, his blood splashing about the buildings, sliding slickly down the sides and down to the ground, they noticed large doors appear near them. Skeletons, two of them, were sealed into the doors, their one visible hand holding onto where the doors would open next to their ribs, bloody bandages wrapped around their heads and covering their eyes. The doors were starting to slowly open with a low groan that filled the air around them.
“Those are the Gates of Hell. They only come for those souls that can never be saved, even with time spent as a hollow,” Ichigo hummed, coming to stand next to his mates as Aizen snarled at the gates, unable to do anything but hold his spot in the air and barely at that. “I told you about the little boy with a hollow that was once a murderer following him right?” he asked.

“You did. So, Aizen has been judged by God and his fate has been sealed,” Ciel hummed, pulling out a bit of cloth and wiping his claws free of the blood on them.

“Yes, his fate was decided the moment he turned on his fellow shinigami and worked to destroy so many without thought or care,” Ichigo hummed as the doors started to open, chains between them rattling heavily as a hand holding a sword slowly came out. “Oh, I remember this. I think it’ll stab him now,” he said, smirking and nodding his head as he was proven right, the long blade sliding into Aizen before pulling him, kicking and screaming, past the gates. They closed behind him with another groan, disappearing with barely any fanfare.
“I was hoping to hurt him some more,” Ciel pouted in the sudden silence. Ichigo burst into laughter before winking at his lover.

“See if you can’t catch me before I reach the healers tent. If you do, I’ll give you something nice,” he purred, eyes roving over his lovers before disappearing in a flurry of skirts and laughter. The two demons shared knowing looks before taking off after their teasing mate.
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