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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: 6

Characters: Ichigo, Ciel, Sebastian

Word count: 1,358

Warnings: Nothing

AN: Mostly a filler chapter but it's still helping the plot move forward. Which is what is needed. :D
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Staring at the rather large building that was really gorgeous looking, Ichigo blinked a few times as the car came to a stop before the front of it. Sebastian smiled at him in the rear-view window and slipped out, coming around to his side. “Come on, Ichigo, we have much to do in only a few hours,” he chuckled, helping Ichigo slide out of the car.

“Right,” Ichigo hummed. Ciel followed him with a briefcase in hand with all of their charge’s information, including copies of his schooling transcripts and recommendations from his old school teachers. “It’s big.”

“Luckily you will not have to worry about staying here. You will have access to the smaller home that we have nearby if you need to be here rather late or really early, but otherwise you’ll be able to stay at home,” Ciel mused, smiling at the younger male, placing a hand on the base of his back and leading the other into the building.

They were greeted by the headmistress of the school and shown around the grounds, the woman telling them the rather interesting history of the school. Ichigo found that he liked the common rooms and the cafeteria, all of it bright and full of color and light. It pulled a slight smile to his lips as they moved to the pool area. He had to admit that he preferred the pool at the mansion, the chlorine smell making his nose wrinkle in distaste.

The grounds were well kept and gorgeous, offering many places to rest and find a comfortable place to study if one wished, or to play games outside. He ruffled his hair as they walked back through the various classes that were in, noting that the wide range of art styles were rather nice. They went to the testing rooms at the end of the tour and Ciel sat down with the headmistress to go over the admission forms that they had faxed over. They had been filled out before being sent over with the transcripts that they had, along with the ones that Ciel carried himself.

Ichigo pulled out his small book from where he had shoved it into Ciel’s briefcase and read, occasionally inputting something or another on what they were talking about but mostly reading. After a time, he was taken into a room and sat down at a computer. The headmistress told him how to take the tests and left him to do so in peace. Stretching, he hummed and pulled the scrap paper and pen that he could use to figure things out if needed and started.

The two demons patiently waited out in the waiting room even as the first set of classes let out for lunch, some of the students gazing at the two men in interest before moving on. It wasn’t odd to see people sitting in the waiting room, most of them parents that were there for whatever reason. Ciel was shifting through a few papers, Sebastian leaning over his shoulder as they quietly discussed whatever it was that they were going over.

The words “candy” and “cakes” were often used as Ichigo went through the tests, finding quite a bit of it easy to him, having studied it before he even came to England. He took a half hour break to go outside to eat lunch from the cooler that Sebastian had packed for them before going back to taking his tests. Once it was done, the headmistress promised them that they would get the results on Sunday, if not Monday, agreeing to sending the results to their hotel room when she had them.

Leaving the school, he smiled softly at Ciel and tilted his head. “I rather like it. I hope that I’m good enough to get in,” Ichigo hummed, settling back as his older companions chuckled softly.

“I’m sure that you did fine, Ichigo,” Sebastian said, Ciel handing over a bottle of water to Ichigo before gathering his own, the two opening the bottles. “You are amazingly bright and you might be ahead of some of your peers.”

Ichigo made a sound of agreement and looked out the window in thoughtful silence. “Maybe,” he mused before reaching down to grab his backpack that he had shoved under the seat after arriving to the school and pulling out his sketch book. Flipping it open, he dug through the pockets before finding the pencil he wanted and settled back. Sliding his shoes off, he perched one foot on the middle consul and tucked the other under his thigh before balancing his sketch book on his thigh.

As they drove, Ichigo sketched out the impressive school that they had just left, adding details to it at Ciel’s prompting, getting ready mentally to deal with the three days of straight out shopping to create a proper wardrobe. He hated shopping but it was needed and he knew it. To be the part of an orphan with a rich guardian, he had to look and act the part, and part of getting ready to do that was to dress properly.

When they pulled up to the front of the hotel, he had moved onto slowly shading the drawing, having sharpened his pencil down to half its original length. Ichigo hummed and stuck the pad and pencil into the bag and slung it over his shoulder as Sebastian came around and opened their door, allowing them to slide out of the car. Following after Ciel, he took in the understated elegance of the front lobby, various people mingling with smartly dressed bellhops and elegantly dressed employees as they went about their day. He slipped an arm through Ciel’s to keep a hold of him and to stay close to him, worried about losing the older male without Sebastian there.

He looked over his shoulder and could see through the glass front doors that Sebastian was having their items placed onto a baggage holder by a bellhop even as they stepped up to the counter. Ichigo looked to the man standing there, raising an eyebrow at the disapproving look he was getting, scowling heavily at the man.

“I’m here to check in with my charge and butler. Phantomhive, penthouse,” Ciel stated, pulling out his wallet and laying a card down with a dry look to the man. The clerk blinked several times before nodding quickly.

“Of course, Mr. Phantomhive, of course,” he said, Ichigo hiding his smirk in Ciel’s shoulder before pulling away.

“Phantomhive-san, is Michaelis-san coming soon?” he asked sweetly, Ciel looking down at him with an indulgent smile on his face, knowing what Ichigo was doing. He had known the fact that the young male had this habit of poking at those who looked down at him and doing that was acting like a proper Japanese boy.

It amused the two demons to no end, having seen it in the works on their private jet to the stewardess.

“He shall, in a moment, Ichigo,” Ciel chuckled, patting the others hand and smiling as he took his credit card and the key to their room, leading the way to the elevators. Sebastian arrived at their side along with the bellhop, the clerk watching, eyes wide, after them.

Once in the penthouse and in his room, Ichigo found himself looking out over the city as the sun set. The lights that spread out before him made him smile at how beautiful London City really was from the height he was at. Leaving his balcony and finding his camera, he came back out and started to take pictures. He was amazed by the way the scene before him changed with every minute that passed. He was breathless with a real pleasure that he hadn’t felt so richly since his mother’s death and not since he had lost his family.

He filled two memory cards before moving to get ready for an early dinner in with his two guardians and an early night. They had much shopping to do in the next three days and he would need all the rest he could get.
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