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Whisper To Me	By : Strailo Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 9092 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Title: Whisper to Me

Fandom: Bleach/Kuroshitsuji

Part: 4

Characters: Ciel, Sebastian, Ichigo

Word count: 1,639

Warnings: some crossdressing

AN: Okay, so two postings this week. Enjoy it all.
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The first month after his family’s death was the hardest for Ichigo, or so it felt. His heart ached, feeling as if he was pumping blood through a wound that would never heal, making him often rub at his chest before removing it hastily. The rubbing had tapered off in the last few days though, his hand not reaching for the spot over his heart as often as it used to do.

Ciel and Sebastian had moved him to England to start his life over, to live his life to the best of his ability while he was hiding, searching for a good school in the City of London while he dealt with a tutor to figure out where he was in comparison to the rest of the London students. They lived in Crawley, the Phantomhive Estate having been there since the Victorian age if not longer and still rather secluded.

Which meant that they could drive to London in a short time, especially with the way Sebastian tended to drive, and do what they needed to do.

He had spent the first week mostly locked away in his rooms, settling his new furniture into place, putting books and knickknacks on shelves and decorative wrought iron wall shelves that looked like spiraling staircases. He hung pictures of his family and friends from Japan, and in general, set up his bedroom to his satisfaction. He had tried to go for a simpler bed but had been told to buy one that appealed to his tastes along with the rest of the bedroom furniture.

He had gone for a nice blond wood set with a platform bed with a simple headboard and foot-board, drawers under it and the actual sleeping space enough to have three or four large bodies on it. A pair of low sitting side tables sat on either side of the bed, which sat in front of the large balcony window. Over the window dark green curtains covered it, lighter gauzy green ones under those. A dresser sat against one wall, the front curved, three larger drawers on the bottom while three smaller ones ran along the top. Pictures of his mother, his father and each of his sisters sat on top with his new hair brush set and jewelry box that came from his mother and her Quincy family.

His bathroom was done up in soft gray granite on the counters and around the bath, the rest of the tiles and paint were gray with thin streaks of a shade of black that mimicked the granite. The tub was deep and he loved lounging in it, taking advantage of the inbuilt candle sconces to create a comfortable atmosphere for him. The shower was big enough for two with a rainfall shower head, the water controls all automated, which he loved.

He had what Sebastian called a receiving room, done up in soft golds and tans with chocolate brown couch and chairs that surrounded a red wood glass top table. His computer desk was simple, being a long one that curved in the corner with his desktop sitting in the corner. He had plenty of room for his laptop and homework space to sprawl out his things that he needed to do if he so wished. He had a stereo system that was hooked up to a touch pad system along with the lights, air conditioner, bath and shower, and security locks.

All around he was being spoiled, and as much as he enjoyed it, he barely noticed most of the time, his thoughts on his family and what he was going to have to do over the next few years. He had also taken to exploring the mansion, starting with the large basement that had been refinished in the last year to create several storage areas for some things and a few wine cellars. There was also a door that he avoided for the fact that it sent chills up and down his back.

He had explored the first floor next, finding the study and library, often raiding the bookshelves for whatever book interested him for the day. He also discovered a love for the kitchen, cooking every few days. Though it was mostly things that could be frozen, or bakery things such like cakes, tarts and muffins. He also stared at the decorative touches that were around the first floor, taking in the slate floors and the crown molding that came from ages long before their day.

He had also explored the second floors various rooms, staying out of any that he knew not to get into, and had found several that had been turned into a kind of art gallery. They had all interconnected on one side of the house. There had been paintings of several people that he had been told were important to them in some way, his mother’s painting sitting next to one of him and her. He had smiled and stared at the painting for several hours before he had continued to explore.

Today though, he had pulled on a pair of ratty old jeans and an old sweater that was loose and fell down off of one shoulder. Ciel was holed up in his office, working on some paperwork or another while Sebastian worked with the day servants on cleaning the house. He had found the way to get up to the attic and was intent on doing so, having been given a lantern that didn’t burn with a flame but with a special light bulb. It turned out to be bright enough to light a good sized area, which made him happy. Especially since Sebastian had admitted that they didn’t have any lights up there, the electricity not wired up there yet.

That was mostly because there were a lot of things up there and would need to be cleared out first to do so.

Heading up the stairs very carefully and with a ring full of keys, Ichigo hummed and stepped into the attic, his eyes taking in just how dark it was inside of the attic. Holding up the lantern, he flipped it on and blinked a few dozen times to clear the sudden spots, scowling heavily at the flare of light before him. Shaking his head, he headed for the very back of the attic, trekking through the thin areas that were created to get through the furniture, chests and trunks that were piled and taken well cared of. He could feel several wards humming, telling him that the two men would make sure everything there was kept safe.

Smiling as he found the area that he wanted, the very start of his guardian’s lives together piled and placed in the very back of the attic. Setting the lantern on a covered dresser, Ichigo started to go through the furniture, stroking a hand over the well cared for and obviously loved items, eyes taking in the details and knowing that he would come back with his sketch pad to draw the beautiful furniture when the time came. He slid open the drawers, finding some filled with clothes from that time, carefully packed away and moth free. He moved onto the trunks, finding books that he made a note of asking Sebastian about, before opening an armoire that he had found.

He blinked several times at the rainbow of fabric that was exposed to him, his fingers twitching to touch. Biting his bottom lip, he reached out and stroked a hand over the softness. It felt as it if was brand new and a small rune glowed on the sleeves whenever he came near it.

He found a dress in various shades of blue with black lace accents. The front was split into what looked like a sewed on jacket that went down to about 3 inches from the end of the dress. Ruffles wrapped around the neck, down the front and around the back of the jacket like piece, a single piece of ruffled fabric crossing about an inch from the bottom of the jacket part. Black lace wrapped around the bottom. It was dark blue on lighter black, tying in the back and with short sleeves that tightened.

It drew him like a moth, making him bite at his bottom lip, he dragged himself away from the armoire to continue to hunt around in the attic, always finding himself drawn back to the dress. Sighing and looking around, feeling a little guilty even though he had been told he could do what he wished when he wanted as long as he didn’t damage anything, he pulled the dress out.

Stripping out of his clothes, he pulled it on, blinking at how well it did fit him, and figured that it was one of the many dresses Ciel had worn during a mission at one time or another. The shoulders were a bit loose but that didn’t mean anything outside of the fact that Ciel had probably been broader in shoulders and older than him when he had worn it. Licking his lips, he hummed and smiled at how good it felt before giggling and spinning around, eyes on the ground as he held the hem up.

He squeaked when he was swept up into Sebastian’s arms and started to spin him around in the limited space that they were in, dancing around. Ichigo relaxed in the man’s arms and giggling softly as he allowed the two demons to dance with him before he stopped, feeling tired and happy.

“We originally came up here to speak with you about schools and clothes, but now we have more to discuss, don’t we, young Ichigo?” Ciel chuckled, tapping Ichigo on the nose and enjoying the way brown eyes went cross and a blush spread over his cheeks.
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