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: 57
Characters: Ichigo, Grell, William, Sebastian, Ciel,
Word count:
Warnings: Talking and planning
AN: Final chapter.
Okay, this is where I'm telling you what I'm going to be doing here. I have a 26 chapter story called “Jim Kirk: Legally Blond!”. Might change that but we'll see when I post it okay?
And I'm working on another long Naruto story called “Our Truths”. At the posting of this chapter I'm at around 38 chapters written and 26 chapters rewritten. I'll be posting it after Jim Kirk okay?
I am working on the next arc of this story but there are a couple of other stories that are pretty far into the writing that I want to finish off to post. So it'll be a bit yet before I actually post the second story. I'm also rewriting “A Shifting of Life” and “Finding a Bit of Trust” in getting ready for what is going to happen next.
So for now, I hope you guys enjoy this chapter and keep reviewing! They make my life happy.
Enjoy!
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Sighing as he dropped down onto the couch with a groan, Ichigo slowly stretched his body out, feeling his soul resettle into it. William chuckled and took a seat next to his lover, pulling him close as Ciel and Sebastian took their own seat on the loveseat, Grell bouncing in with a tray in hands. “It feels really good to be home again,” he sighed, the other males chuckling softly.
“Are your friends settled?” Grell asked as he put the tray down onto the coffee table and poured the tea, Ichigo nodding his head.
“Yeah. Tatsuki, Mizuro, and Keigo all popped up to say hello and make sure that they are well taken care of. Though Tatsuki did try to hit me for daring to get Orihime in trouble, but did finally break down and hugged her tightly. I have a feeling that threesome will turn into a foursome. That is if Ryuken doesn't get off his ass and fix the sexual tension between them finally,” Ichigo snorted, getting a curious look from his guardians and lover. Grell just smirked smugly and handed over the tea cups.
“I have a feeling that he will,” Grell drawled, catching the looks on the three men. “What? Didn't you know that most Quincy's are open to any kind of relationship, including incestuous ones,” he stated, cocking an eyebrow. “And those two don't have any kind of father and son relationship, so it's not that surprising that they have such tension between them.”
“It's amusing is what it is,” Ichigo snorted, getting a smile from his companions, Ciel chuckling softly and shaking his head.
“The things that you never truly see,” the younger demon drawled as he tasted his tea before he added some more sugar, stirring it into his tea with a short spoon. “How did you figure it out yourself?” he asked Ichigo, the young male shrugging one shoulder.
“You learn a thing or two after a while. Especially the undertones of a relationship,” Ichigo replied, smiling and shrugging one shoulder. “That includes watching things go on between my oh so lovely cousins.”
“Indeed,” Sebastian drawled, gazing at his charge with pride filled eyes. “You have grown quite a bit in these years, haven't you?” he breathed.
“Yeah,” Ichigo hummed, blushing in pleasure at the looks that he was getting from the four and shifted in his seat. “Where's Undertaker?” he asked. When they had gotten back to the Living World, the supposedly insane Grim Reaper had been with Urahara, talking about people and who was in the Living World that they could get a hold of to help fight the war. Someone named the Vizards or something like that. But they had clammed up when they had walked into the room, both men smiling brightly and setting everyone on edge because of it.
“I believe that he is setting up a new practice to help pay for everything. Sebastian is also working on finding a proper office space for our own businesses,” Ciel stated, sitting back in his seat and crossing his legs with a thoughtful look on his face. “I have a few people watching over the European side of things. Most notably, young Miss. Liz's parents are doing so for me since I know they'll do what I need them to do. I'll be working hands on with the businesses here in Japan for the next year or so while you get back to your roots and to finish this once and for all.”
“I want to watch that bastard be torn apart slowly. He ordered the death's of what little family I had left and that deserves to be punished. Hard,” Ichigo hummed, eyes glowing with his power. Sebastian and Ciel felt delight at the look before exchanging slightly worried glances. It was Grell's delighted laughter and William's chuckle that soothed their worries.
They had to remember that everyone attached to Death in someway was a little off and that it showed in various ways. In Ichigo, for the time being, it showed in his need to utter destroy Aizen down to the molecular level and his need to do what he loved best while he was still alive.
“We'll make sure that it happens, love,” Grell purred, his own florescent colored eyes dancing with his anticipation. William smirked and buried his nose into his lover's soft hair, making his fellow Grim Reaper roll his eyes. “You are obsessed with his hair, I swear. And his scent.”
“I can't help it. He smells like french vanilla and spun sugar,” William snorted, glaring at his friend as he smoothed a hand down over his lover's ribs, getting a chuckle from him.
“The french vanilla is his natural scent. He had it even when we first got him, before he even started his training in his powers,” Sebastian stated, reaching out to smooth a hand over his lover's head, getting a small smirk from his partner. “The spun sugar scent is the scent of his power. Each Shinigami has it. It's a way for those with a sense of smell to find them or make sure that the feeling of power was correct,” he continued.
Ciel smirked softly and brushed a bit of hair out of his face. “We spoke to the one who hid under a mask, the half fox spirit, Sajin Komamura,” he said, chuckling at the understanding look from the others. “He was very informational when we started to speak with him. A good thing really.”
Ichigo hummed and nodded his head. “Yeah. When you talk with the right person, they can be a fount of information on things. Especially when you don't want to play dance around with Urahara,” he snorted, drawing laughter from his companions. “So, now we train and learn how to fight.”
“Yep. And you get to learn how to wield dual blades in your new shikai form,” Grell drawled, leaning back in his seat, smirking softly at his now groaning friend. “And your flowers have been delivered. They're ready to be planted in your window planters when you have a moment by the way.”
“Was that who knocked on the door at five this morning?” William asked, the bloody red haired male nodding his head with a smirk. “Yeah, lovely. The bastard interrupted...”
“You continue to say what you're going to say and you can expect what I was doing this morning to stop for the foreseeable future,” Ichigo purred, William quickly closing his mouth with a click of teeth. “That's what I thought,” he said, sipping at his tea placidly, eyes dancing as the two demons snorted and shook their heads, Grell just smirking.
“So we talk with Urahara and set up times to start your training with the Shinigami who is supposed to be the liaison between us and the Seireitei,” Grell said, changing the subject as he brushed his long locks back over his shoulders. “They should be able to help you with your blades. Who would have thought that you would have ended up with two in your shikai forms,” he snorted, shaking his head.
“It's because of my dual nature in my powers and bloodlines,” Ichigo drawled. “Or at least that's what grandfather told me. Anyways, I'll have the time to learn how to actually call up my Quincy side too. I called Ryuken this afternoon and set up times to learn how to do so,” he continued, shrugging one shoulder. “The others are going to train their powers too, get things ready for everything,” he stated.
“Well, this is going to be very interesting,” Ciel snorted and finished his tea, putting the cups down. “It looks as if I'm going to have to hunt down my special guns, Sebastian. We can't let our dear charge get too far ahead of us and make us seem old.”
“Of course, it would never be a good thing,” Sebastian drawled, both of the demons basking in the warm laughter of Ichigo. Everyone knew that the future was going to be turbulent with the war that was brewing around them, but there was still laughter and happiness that they could find. It was nice.
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