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Whisper To Me	By : Strailo Category: Bleach > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 9093 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Title: Whisper to Me

Fandom: Bleach/Kuroshitsuji

Part: 54

Characters: Ichigo, Taichos, Fukutaichos, Sebastian, Ciel, Ikkaku, Yumichikia

Word count: 2,049

Warnings: Fighting, some blood from wounds, cursing

AN: 3 more chapters after this! (I miscounted okay...sue me, but don't. I broke.) Guys! It's coming to the end! Holy shit! *flops* This was a lot of fun to write and in the last chapter I will explain to you what is going and what will be happening. For now, hugs and kisses to all!
Enjoy!
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“Who are you?” Yamamoto asked as the group behind him placed their hands on their zanpactous.
“I’m the one going to finish the story,” Ciel drawled. “You see, that mother’s contract was that of help when she or one of her blood called for help. When her son found the bodies of his family on the ground, he called us, making us his guardians. The case of his father’s and sister’s death is still open actually, one of those things that no one can really figure out. We hunted down the information that we needed and came here.”
“I’m sure you can figure out who the boy is by now,” Ichigo hummed as Sebastian wrapped his arms around his waist and jumped out of the way of Soi-Fons sudden and failed attack, landing on the large structure. A garden spear head shot out before her and sliced at the ground, making chunks of stone and dust fly up into the air and forced her to jump back as Ciel joined his lover and Ichigo on top of the structure.
“You really shouldn’t try to attack one's lover. People do tend to get really upset with you for that,” William drawled slowly as his shears retracted to their normal length, holding it before him. “Grell, have you gathered the rest of the information and the other three?” he called out.
“Of course I have,” came the chuckle from a long haired red head as he slid out of the shadows that were cast by the execution structure. Hanging from one delicate hand was a chainsaw that had a circle on the bar and looked to be heavily modified, and in the other was what looked to be two small discs in cases and a somewhat thick file. “I got it all. I had to make a quick stop into one of the known bases of his though, William, so that took me a bit longer than planned.”
“I figured that was what was taking you so long,” William sighed as he bent down and picked up a sealed sword from the ground. It looked like a normal tachi but the sheath seemed to be one with the hilt, a black that was smooth and silky looking, sucking in the light around it but for a thin stripe of silver running along the edge of it. “I picked up your zanpactou, Ichigo,” he hummed, turning to Ichigo, who smiled and took it.
Once more power flooded the field as the spirit ribbons licked over Ichigo’s body before flashing and leaving him in the outfit that he had been found in. “Thank you for returning Zangetsu to me. They were getting rather….impatient,” he drawled, getting a low chuckle, William drawing him close with his free hand.
Ichigo tilted his head back and pressed up into the gentle kiss from his lover before the Grim Reaper pulled back. “Of course, we still have a traitor to the World of Death to deal with,” William hummed, smoothing a hand down his lover’s back.
“And who is the traitor you keep talking about? I know of nothing like this and my division knows everything!” Soi-Fon called out, eyes narrowed at the fact that the kid has a sealed zanpactou when she knew before that it had been unsealed and in it’s shikai state.
“Of course you wouldn’t know about it. My grandfather is a crafty old man and passed that trait down to his son and later to me,” Ichigo chuckled. “If you haven’t figured it out by now, which is highly unlikely in some cases cause I can see you trying to get away without being noticed by those who aren’t fooled by your damn shikai, Aizen Souske, I am Ichigo Kurosaki nee Shiba! I am the heir to the Shiba clan and grandson to your very own sou-taicho.” He smirked as he sent a glare to the now smirking Aizen. “I am also the reason why all of your plans shall go to waste. You’ve already lost one ally. I think it’s time to lose another one, don’t you think?” he purred.
“Of course, there is the fact that Aizen has been running a scam on all of ya,” Gin drawled, still sitting next to Yumichika and Ikkaku, holding his own zanpactou before him, hands resting on the hilt. “Course, I can’t say much seein’ as I landed under his spell too. Though, there is one who wasn’t under his zanpactou’s hypnosis. After all, only the blind are unable ta be hypnotized,” he drawled, eyes sliding over the people there and landing on one Kaname Tousen who just seemed to gaze back at him with an impassive stare, Shuuhei staring at him wide eyed.
“Taicho?” Shuuhei breathed, stepping away slowly as Tosen reached for Suzumushi and pulled him free of his sheath.
“Ah, there you are,” Grell purred as he disappeared from his spot sliding to a stop before Tosen, chainsaw held in hand as it revved to life, jerking it into an up-sweep. The blind Shinigami quickly moved out of the way, feeling the power that came off of the chosen tool of the Grim Reaper, tasting it and finding it rich with something that wasn’t normal in any way of the word.
“So I see that you’ve learned who I am then,” Aizen sighed, shaking his head as he removed his glasses and slicked his hair back out of his face, glaring at the smugly smiling Ichigo.
“Oh, honey, Urahara has known for many years, ever since you used the now named Vizards as test subjects. What? Did you think that he wouldn’t remember exactly what happened all those years ago?” Ichigo snorted as Grell grinned a sharp toothed grin at Tosen, William moving to join him, holding his trimmer in hand and pointing at the rogue Shinigami with narrowed eyes.
“How about you deal with that one and we deal with Aizen, hm?” Sebastian suggested as he stood straight, tugging on his gloves to make them sit right on his hands as he smiled, the look more then enough to make everyone worry about their own lives.
Ciel chuckled as the two Grim Reapers smirked at the now nervous Tosen. Shuuhei just shook his head and moved to stand near his friends. Kira moved to wrap his arms around Shuuhei’s arm, soothing him with just a few touches and a few soft words in his ear. “Let’s have a bit of fun. I suggest, Yamamoto-san, that you and yours stay out of the way if at all possible. We wouldn’t want to accidentally hurt one of yours after all.”
Yamamoto nodded his head and moved back out of the way. They had explained to him during one of their meetings that to get in the way of a demon’s revenge was to make yourself a target. “Stay out of their way. They shall handle this unless they state that they need help,” he stated, the rest of the taichos and fukutaichos moving out of the way and watching with wide eyes.
Grell let out a cackle of delight and swiped at Tosen while Ciel and Sebastian began their own attack against Aizen. Ichigo sighed and came to stand next to Yamamoto, still sheathed zanpactou held loosely in his hand. “I have a feeling that one of three things will happen here. Either Aizen will get away alone, he’ll get away with Tosen, or they’re both captured. If not killed,” he mused softly watching the file that William had been holding fly through the air to land on the ground and slide until it sat before them along with the discs. “Either way, this is the information you’ll want for this mess,” he said, picking up the file and handing it over to Yamamoto with a smirk.
Yamamoto smirked slightly and took the file and discs, handing them to his fukutaicho with a nod of his head, watching as Grell flew back from a particularly hard hit from Tosen, cursing all the way. “I’ll make sure that all of the information is verified and gone over,” he promised, unsurprised when Ichigo sighed and pulled his zanpactou free of the sheath and swung it around to the quickly approaching Soi-Fon, pointing it at her with a glare.
“Do you really think that I didn’t spend the last three years of my life since my family's death training and learning everything that I could?” he drawled, eyes narrowed. “You’d be surprised at how close Grim Reapers and Shinigami are in the power department.”
She stared wide eyed, surprised that the young male before him had actually felt her coming when she had suppressed her power. “How…?” she breathed.
“William is what can be considered a taicho of the Grim Reapers and one of the fastest they have. Hell, when we found Yoruichi and Urahara, Yoruichi and he had a rather interesting race where it was nearly neck and neck,” Ichigo sighed as glanced to the side where Sebastian and Ciel were trying to pin down the slick Aizen. “And it’s looking like he’s going to get away. Little bastard,” he snarled turning away from her and joining the fray, clashing swords with Tosen when he landed lucky hits to the two Grim Reapers.
Grell was now sporting several bleeding cuts along his arms and chest, including one that ran from his hip down and around his thigh. William on the other hand looked like he had gone hand to hand with Tosen, and had a forming black eye, split lip and a few other bruises on his face and chest. He was also shaking his head as he tried to clear his head from the hard knock that he had taken. “Fucking bitch,” he snarled as the two went back and forth with their blows, Ichigo trying to make it so that he couldn’t call up his shikai or bankai.
It was with a yelp and a flail that he was tossed off of Tosen and landed next to his lover with a groan, a small crater forming under him. “I believe that it is time for us to leave now, Tosen. It seems as if we are not welcomed here,” Aizen drawled, looking flustered from his own fight.
Blinking several times, Ichigo looked to where Ciel and Sebastian were working on the high class of binding spells that had been thrown at them fast and hard, making it just strong enough to make it so that Aizen could work on getting him and his last ally free of their opponents. “Let us leave,” he drawled, snapping his fingers as the watching audience started to move towards them only to come up against a wall of power, stopping them from getting to the two traitors. “Gin, do not think I will not forget this betrayal,” he warned as the sky split above them, Menos appearing in the rip.
They were unable to do anything as Ichigo groaned and slowly stood up, everyone watching the two traitors rise in the sky on chunks of land, disappearing into the rip.
“Fuck that hurt,” Ichigo finally moaned when the rip closed, giving up on trying to stand, instead just flopping onto his back with a grunt, William grunting with him and just not getting up.
“Well, that went about as well as expected,” Yamamoto drawled as he walked up to the three sprawled out males as the two demons joined them, finally having worked off the kido spells that had held them.
“Oh yes, indeed, so well indeed. Can we get Orihime back here please? I believe that she is just waiting with the other two for you to free her and her companions,” Ciel sighed as he pulled off his ripped jacket, mourning the loss of it but still using it to staunch the flow of blood from the wound on his side, grunting softly.

“Of course, we will set them free at once,” Yamamoto said, eyes turning to the sky with a soft sigh, sad at the loss of two that he had thought would have been at one time loyal to the Seireitei.
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