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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: 56

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

Word count: 1,496

Warnings: None really

AN: Next chapter is finished and ready to go so I'll see you next week here for the LAST chapter. :D Enjoy you guys.
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Gazing over the gathered people, lounging on the stairs that lead up to where his grandfather sat, Ichigo sighed as William pulled him back to rest against his chest, nuzzling into his hair with a smirk on his face. “So these are those who have stayed true,” he breathed, the younger male nodding his head with a smirk.
“Yep. They shall play a big part in the coming war,” Ichigo hummed, William moving to nuzzle one ear.
“Is that some power that I don’t know about?” the dark haired Grim Reaper drawled, smirking as his lover shivered at the breath that floated over his ear.
“No, just good old fashioned instinct,” Ichigo chuckled, turning so that he could nuzzle his lover’s neck, humming softly in pleasure. “I have a feeling that things will happen just the way that they’re meant to,” he drawled, reaching up and smoothing a hand through soft, short hair, mussing it slightly. “It’s going to be interesting, that’s for sure.”
Grell snickered as he flopped down next to Ichigo and William, red jacket flung out behind him as he leant back against the stair just behind him. “Oh, it shall be,” he purred, crossing his legs as he smirked at his friends. “I’ve already heard so many things about us that it’s rather ridiculous,” he hummed, playing with a red lock before reaching over and pulling Ichigo away from William. “Let me do your hair again. The damn bun is giving out again. Such substandard shit,” he grumped, settling Ichigo before him.
Ichigo rolled his eyes and allowed Grell to pull the hair sticks free from his bun and loosen his hair to fall down his back. William mimicked his lover, and rolled his eyes too, shaking his head with an amused look at his friend. “Fine, steal my lover away to play with his hair,” he grumbled, getting a smug smirk from the other male as he somehow materialized a brush from the depths of his ever present jacket.
“I will,” Grell purred, pulling the comb through his friends hair as Ciel and Sebastian finally arrived along with the sou-taicho, the elder man taking his seat as Sebastian walked over to the two friends.
“I believe that these will help much better then the cheap ones that Ichigo bought earlier,” Sebastian drawled as he pulled out a slim black box, handing it over to Grell. The two looked into the box when Grell pulled the top free of the bottom and exposed the fabric covered padding where two slim hair sticks sat.
Ichigo hummed in pleasured delight at the sight before him. Somehow, even during all of the after battle debriefings and trying to keep where they stayed a full secret still, Sebastian had found time to carve out a delicate replica of Ichigo's Zangetsu in his sealed form and one of William's garden shears that looked to be trapped in glass. “Wow,” he hummed, smiling softly as Grell chuckled softly and put the box down onto the ground next to him.
“Indeed,” Grell hummed, Ichigo smiling up at Sebastian, nearly beaming with how happy he was with the gift. “So, are we going to start this meeting or what? I would like to get out of here so we can finish packing and get back to the living world.”
“I believe that we can begin now,” Yamamoto rumbled as Sado, Ishida, and Orihime arrived alongside Gin, who was looking rather amused by everything going on. “First of all, I welcome the Ryoka that came here to help us, even though we did not know that we needed the help.”
“You're welcome,” Ciel drawled as he smoothed down the lapel of his jacket, once more wearing his eye patch over the eye that had his Faustian mark.
Yamamoto smirked, hiding the look in his beard as several of the attending people did the same, Soi-Fon, and Byakuya being the only two to glare at him for the remark. “And I welcome the grandchild that I had thought lost to me when my child stopped communicating. I am sure that we all remember the tale that he told us of his history?” he asked, sweeping his eyes over the standing people before him. His father at one time had been Isshin Shiba, head of the Shiba clan when we unfortunately lost Kaien Shiba-fukutaicho. But Isshin was also my son from the Shiba siblings mother, who had been the head of the family at the time and unmarried to the other's father. He was my only child, and to know that I was unable to ever meet and get to know my other two grandchildren hurts. So I am glad that I am able to get to know my only living blood family.”
“It's nice to know that I have family left too,” Ichigo hummed, smiling as Grell continued to brush and twist his hair into a bun behind him. “Outside of my cousin's that is,” he stated, feeling his friend pull his twisted hair into the final bun and stick his hair sticks into the locks.
“There, all done,” Grell chirped, William rolling his eyes and once more stealing his lover back, wrapping his arms around a slim waist as he rested his chin on his shoulder.
“Cousins?” Soi-Fon asked, voicing what everyone was thinking, outside of a select few who knew the answer to that question.
“Me and my father,” Ishida drawled, crossing his arms as he leant against his bigger lover, blue eyes staring at everyone, daring them to say a damn thing about it. “My father and his mother were second cousins I believe. Making us third cousins,” he continued.
“Cousins? Really now? Aren't you a Quincy? Does that mean, Kurosaki-san, that your mother was one too?” Hitsugaya asked, gazing at the young male who was happily leaning into his lover.
“Yes, it meant that she too was a Quincy. It means that I'm also a Quincy along side my Shinigami abilities. Just consider me a very strong medium,” he drawled.
“How strong are we talking about?” Hitsugaya asked, wanting to get as much information as he could about the young man before them.
“When I die my natural death, I'll be able to join the Gotei 13 with ease,” Ichigo hummed, smiling softly and shrugging with a chuckle. “Strong enough to give two very strong, full grown demons a run for their money even if I'm still training. Or upper level Quincy,” he continued, shrugging. “I think Ryuken is the only other Quincy that is stronger than me but then again, he's had years of training. Much more then me.”
“He has great potential in his future,” Yamamoto stated, nodding his head with a smile. “For now, his zanpactou is being reforged using a proper base so that he may access greater amounts of his power without fear of his power shattering his blade.”
“He's getting a reforged zanpactou?” Soi-Fon asked, sounding incredulous at that fact. She knew for a fact that only those who had their bankai and enough power to manifest their zanpactou spirit could have their weapon reforged if something happened to it. To know that a child of a mere eighteen years had such power just amazed her.
“Yes he is. He knew he would have to have it reforged with a proper base when he came here so we have been working on getting a hold of the right person to be able to reforge his weapon. We have done so. We have also discussed his exploring of all aspects of his powers, including those of his Quincy side,” Yamamoto stated, tone daring anyone to argue with him.
“We believe that with Ichigo's interesting family mixture of Shinigami and Quincy, he should be able to mix them together to create something new. If he is able to, we maybe able to help those Quincy's still alive to purify a hollow instead of just destroying it and sending the soul to the life stream,” William stated, sitting up straighter. “It would help seeing as all Spirit Worlds are feeling the strain of having so many places to cover and so many souls flowing back and forth,” he continued.
“We're going to be training me in all aspects,” Ichigo drawled, smirking at the spark of interest from the three that he knew came from the Eleventh Division. Which he didn't find all that surprising considering he had spent the last two weeks watching them in preparation for everything. “And we need to train all of you in what is to come too,” he purred, his smile taking on a sadistic edge that sent chills of warning through them as Rukia just sighed from where she was standing, shaking her head in some amusement.
She couldn't wait for things to really kick into high gear.
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