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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: 5

Chapter title: Fencing Plans and Elizabeth Screaming

Characters: Sebastian, Ciel, Ichigo, Bardroy, Elizabeth

Word Count: 1,753

AN: Well, another Friday, another update. :3 I enjoyed writing this chapter when I was doing this story. And let me tell ya, I have to thank Affy-chan for all of her help with this story and the designed creations kept within. :D
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After Ichigo had cleaned his face off and drank his tea, he and Ciel sat down with Tanaka watching over them to lunch, Ichigo changing into another simple house dress that fell around his feet. The young man had fallen in love with a style that was still used often in the villages of Ireland and Scotland. They were simple circle necked, long sleeved dresses that hid his wounds and the wraps around them but cut to flatter and create an illusion that Ichigo had curves that he didn’t really have.
Sebastian had created them in a variety of blues, greens and ecru for the house dresses, both of them liking the jewel tones on the young man. He had created a couple of dresses for evening wear for Ichigo to wear when he was far enough into his mental growth to be able to pass as a young woman from the country visiting a favored uncle and taken in under the Phantomhive family wing. One was a softer shade of the blood red that Ciel’s aunt had once worn while the other was a rich black that shifted to blue and was decorated with a semi dark blue lace.
Ciel had sent for a jeweler to make the head pieces that would go with the dresses, stating that money was not a problem, despite how much Ichigo tried to protest. He had just told Ichigo that he wanted him to look beautiful so that everyone could be jealous that he had the pretty young man on his arm instead of them.
The blush that had spread over the sweet face had been worth it and the look of awe at the pieces that Ichigo was going to be given once they ate would be worth it.
“I think that learning how to fence will do you some good. It will help get you back into shape, help your skills come back in time and give you a new set of skills on top of that,” Ciel mused as he very carefully sliced off a bit of buttered bread and ate it, watching as Ichigo eyed the spoons for a moment before choosing the right one, looking to him for confirmation. “Very good. Tanaka, your lessons with him are going perfectly by the looks of it.”
“Indeed,” Tanaka chuckled, standing straight and tall, looking quite good in his uniform as he smiled. Ichigo smiled and ate a bite of the rich soup, humming softly at the simple taste of the veloute de poulet au thym. Which Ciel had said translated from French to cream of chicken soup with thyme, the flavor appealing to him.
“What do you think, Ichigo? Would you like to learn how to fence?” Ciel asked, Ichigo looking up from where he was gently slicing his bread into small cubes to drop into his soup to dip.
“I think it would be nice to know it,” Ichigo hummed, nodding his head and dropping a couple cubes of bread into his soup and letting them sop up some of the thick liquid before using the spoon to eat them. Ciel smiled indulgently at the young man and turned back to his own soup.
“Sebastian, can you fit in fencing with the other lessons?” Ciel asked as he tasted the soup himself, Sebastian coming out with a pitcher of juice.
“Of course,” Sebastian said, pouring some of the juice into Ichigo’s glass, getting a bright smile that he returned. “I think it would be best to do it just after breakfast, before math, so you have the energy to do it and take a bath before we do the other lessons. I’ll make some clothing for you to practice in, including a few dresses much like the ones you enjoy wearing.”
“Thank you, Mr. Sebastian,” Ichigo chirped. Bardroy stuck his head out of the kitchen before swallowing heavily and coming out with a tray that had the small fruit salads that been asked for to go with lunch.
“Fruit salads,” he said, swallowing as he set the bowls down and picking up another bowl from the tray after setting it down on a small table to the side. “And whipped cream,” Bardroy said, placing a dollop of the whipped cream onto both bowls. Ichigo bounced a little with some excitement and looked around before dipping his finger into the whipped cream and sucking it off with a happy sound. Ciel, Sebastian and Tanaka ignored the fact that the move was very not lady like but knowing that it made him happy.
But it was poor Bardroy that was the only one physically affected by the fact that Ichigo was sucking on a finger and moaning, mind heading straight for the gutter. He quickly turned on the ball of his foot and moved away, hiding the fact that his nose had started to drip with blood a little and he had turned bright red, only to miraculously trip on air. He cried out as he went flying, landing on the floor with a hard thud and his face landing in the whipped cream.
Ichigo, Tanaka, Ciel and Sebastian all looked up at him as he muttered death threats to all milk based products as he slowly sat up, whipped cream falling from his face. “Are you alright, Mr. Bardroy?” Ichigo asked sweetly.
“Yeah, don’t worry ‘bout it, kid,” Bardroy replied, thankful that the fall had taken his mind off of the finger and how jealous he was of it at that moment. “I’m fine,” he said, picking up the bowl and disappearing back into the kitchen to clean up and rethink his sexual orientation.
Sebastian watched him with dark eyes, making a note to have another talk with their cook about what the man was planning on doing around their Ichigo.
“How very odd,” Ciel mused, turning to look at Ichigo as he tried to pull his fruit closer. “Soup first. You know the rules, Ichigo.”
Ichigo smiled sheepishly and left the bowl alone before returning to his soup. “Yes, Mr. Ciel.” He dropped a few more cubes of bread into the soup and pushed them around before eating them. Ciel just smiled once more and shook his head, going back to his lunch. As soon as they were done with lunch, fruit salad included, which had sent Bardroy from the kitchen where he could hear the happy sounds Ichigo was making out into the garden where he found Finnian and Pluto working, they moved into the study.
Ichigo sat down on what he had come to think of as his couch and blinked when Ciel didn’t automatically join him, instead moving to his desk and pulling out two boxes, one larger than the other but both larger than a jewelry box. He took the box when the young master of the house handed them to him and finally sat down.
“Open it, Ichigo. They just came in from the jewelers this morning,” Ciel said, prompting the young man to smile once more and open the first box. Inside were several small boxes, the top one shaped differently than the others. Opening the first box, his eyes widened at the sight of a beautifully done broach, one that he could tell cost a pretty penny and would go with his black dress alone.
“Mr. Ciel...” he breathed, gently picking it up and drawing his fingers over the teardrop shaped dark blue sapphire that had small, delicate diamonds curled around it, almost cradling it. “It’s...”
“It’s perfect,” Ciel hummed, smiling as Ichigo looked up with wide eyes. “Go on, open the rest of them. They are various ways to wear the stone, mostly chokers that you can attach it to, but it can also be worn as just a simple broach,” he explained, watching as Ichigo placed the stone back down and went through the others, all of the chokers in various shades of darker blues with black trimming it in some way or black with darker blues trimming them.
“And the other box?” Ichigo asked as he gently put the box down and picking up the other one, this one thinner.
“Well, it’s for your hair for either ball gown,” Ciel explained as Ichigo pulled the ribbon off from around the box.
Sebastian walked in with their after lunch drinks, a single glass of a good whiskey for Ciel and some sweet juice for Ichigo, an eyebrow raising at the hair net that Ichigo had pulled out. It was simply designed with twists of black ribbon that would hold his fiery colored hair and contrast to make it seem even more like liquid fire. Small jewels hung from it, glowing softly and adding to the beauty of it.
“Ahh, perfect. And they remembered that I would like for the stones to be removable,” Ciel hummed, smiling softly as Ichigo stared at it in some awe.
“Mr. Ciel...It’s beautiful,” Ichigo breathed as he laid it back into its box and then jumping onto the slightly startled Lord with a happy sound. Ciel chuckled and patted his back just as the doors opened and Elizabeth walked into the library to take in the sight of Ichigo nearly laying on him as Ciel smiled and held him close.
“What in the world is going on here? Who is this...this...this hussy!?” she screeched. Ichigo jerked at the loud sound and turned to her, eyes wide and frightened as he whimpered, tears flooding his eyes. He didn’t like it when other’s yelled and this new person with golden blond hair held back by a beautiful hair net had just screamed at him.
“Mr. Ciel...” he whimpered, Ciel moving to soothe him, drawing him into his arms.
“Shh, it’s okay. Elizabeth won’t be yelling again, I promise,” Ciel soothed, sending a dark glare to Elizabeth. “Elizabeth, please do not scream. This is Ichigo, the one I told you that I needed help with. He needs to learn a few things that only a woman would know and I know you can keep a secret.”
“Oh,” Elizabeth breathed, taking in the sweet looking young man who was trying to hide in Ciel’s arms. “Yes, of course, I can help. Do forgive me for yelling.” Watery brown eyes looked up at her before Ichigo nodded his head. She cooed softly and moved to sit next to her, petting his head with one hand. “I really am sorry for yelling. Oh, aren’t you so cute?”
Ichigo blushed as Ciel and Sebastian smirked.
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