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Breath Unto Me	By : Strailo Category: Bleach > Crossovers Views: 2567 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Breathe Unto Me
Fandom: Bleach/Devil May Cry/Kuroshitsuji
Chapter: 7
Characters: Vergil, Ichigo
Word count: 1,778
Warnings: nothing
AN: I am exhausted but last week was just so damn busy. Literally, Friday? Spent resting most of the day and so out of it that I didn’t even remember to post my mini chapter.

Sorry guys.

I’m hoping that I can get back on schedule.

Enjoy.

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Smiling at the sleep rumpled Ichigo, Vergil handed him a cup of coffee, having a feeling that the young man before him wanted something hot and strong to help wake up. Sighing, Ichigo sat on the couch and curled his legs under a hip, sipping at the well-made coffee that had been handed to him. Vergil turned back to the single serve, dumping the grounds and filling his re-useable pod with fresh grounds

“I need to introduce you two to a good Seal Master who specializes in emotional transference,” he said as Vergil poured water into the revivor.

Vergil cleared his throat as Dante choked on his morning coffee, his eyes going wide as they swung to the glaring Ichigo. “Right. I’ll let ya do that with Vergil,” Dante said, running a hand through his hair once more. He stood, grabbing his jacket and holsters. “I need ta head on out for something. I’ll be back after lunch at the latest,” he promised, nearly running out of the office.

“Wuss can’t seem to take that I felt, in grand technicolor detail mind you, what the two of you were up to last night,” Ichigo snorted, He shook his head. Vergil just chuckled and shook his own head before he sat down with his cup of coffee.

“So, tell me, what do you want for your birthday?” he asked, smiling slightly at the still waking up Ichigo.

“How about a day that I don’t have to make food but that I get food that I like?” Ichigo drawled, Vergil chuckling softly.

“I’ll be ordering in whatever you want for lunch then. Until then, I do make a rather nice breakfast burrito. Ask for anything more complicated than that and there is a chance that I will burn the kitchen down,” he said.

Ichigo rolled his eyes at that. “I have noticed, and I’ve made a list of the things for the two of you to buy. I’ll make a bunch of dinners and such so that you guys don’t have to live off just pizza and takeout while you’re learning more recipes,” he said. Vergil made a suspiciously happy sound at that and nodded. “Just not today. Today will be my day off. I just want to relax, do some painting, open some presents, and eat good food. I made a few things yesterday that can be stuck in the oven for an easy snack for all of us. This does include the two deep dish pizzas that will more than feed all of us. We just need something chip like. and I’m not speaking of the potato sticks, I’m talking the crispy kind of chip.” He tilted his head. “I also have to watch a couple movies.”

Vergil huffed in laughter but pulled out his phone, putting in an order for several things from the grocery store. He then ordered an ice cream cake that Ichigo had thought about buying for his day. He had admitted that it was one of his favorite kinds and to find it here was quite the nice surprise. “Alright, when the deliveries get here, go ahead and tip them one of the bigger bills in my wallet. It should only take a short time for them to get here,” he drawled.

He stood and tossed his wallet to Ichigo. “And you trust me to check the door?” Ichigo asked teasingly. Vergil pointed to a gun that sat on the coffee table near him, the same kind that Ichigo’s gun was in a different look. He made a consenting noise and nodded as the half-devil headed for the kitchen, watching him through the doorway left open. He watched as the man pulled out ground sausage, eggs, cheese, onions, a green bell pepper, tortillas and thick sliced bacon.

Ichigo smiled and watched as he sliced and diced the onions and bell pepper into chunks, sticking them into a pan with the chopped-up bacon. While that cooked, Vergil cracked several eggs into a bowl and opened the chub of sausage meat, getting it ready to toss into its own pan.

Once he had the bacon cooked and the vegetables soft, Vergil dumped most of the grease into a dish to cool off so that he could safely trash it. He added the eggs and let them cook with the vegetables and bacon. He tossed the sausage into another pan, having it cook on its own while he put the tortillas onto a pan and stuck it into the oven on the warm setting.

It was as Vergil was building up the burritos that Ichigo decided to break the silence. “You know, if you took that skill with a breakfast burrito into other parts of your life, you’ll do fine. If you want me to, I can show you how to make some simple roasts and crockpot dinners so that neither of you die from not eating right,” he offered.

Looking up as he rolled the last of the burritos up, Vergil chuckled and nodded. “That would be rather helpful. I will take you food shopping sometime soon to get the items, and you can show me what to buy,” he said.

Ichigo nodded and stood, moving to pull down glasses and the juice from the refrigerator, huffing when the doorbell rang. Putting the container of juice down, he grabbed the gun on the way and the wallet, pulling out the money before opening the door, finding the two delivery men. Tucking the gun into his belt on his back, ignoring the look from Vergil, he took the cake box and tipped the man. He led the other man into the kitchen. Once he had been tipped and left, Ichigo started to shift through everything while Vergil locked up.

Putting the gun on the counter, Ichigo looked to Vergil. “You bought a lot of things that I like,” he said, pulling out the frozen dumplings, and the egg and spring rolls that he was slightly addicted to.

“I figured that since you are going to be here for the next week at the least that you would have a few of the things that you enjoy most without having to actually put them together. Especially since you are putting so much food together,” Vergil drawled. He prodded Ichigo gently to sit down at the table with his food while he put the rest of the cold and frozen things away. “For today though, just tell me if there is anything that you would like to snack upon and I will make it,” he promised.

Ichigo smiled and nodded his head as Vergil sat down with his own plate of the burrito’s, the two falling into a comfortable silence as they ate. Once breakfast was done, Ichigo waved him off and did the dishes before heading upstairs to take a hot shower, dressing in comfortable clothing afterwards. He contemplated about heading out to get the groceries and other items that he would need to help teach Vergil some easy foods.

And from what he had eaten at breakfast, the man had a very good hand at the simpler things and was willing to learn how to cook more simple foods.

Deciding to not do much today and instead shop the next day, Ichigo finished his shower, dressing in a pair of soft pants that hugged his thighs before loosening around his calves, topping it with a sweater. He could feel another cold snap coming in and preferred a warm outfit to heating up a room. Heading down the stairs again with art supplies, laptop, charger, school bag and a book, Ichigo took over the couch with a sigh. Vergil chuckled softly as he looked up from where he was going over their various bills.

“Are you feeling better?” he asked.

“Much more awake, which is nice,” Ichigo replied, looking over to the half-devil. “If you want, I can put some of my favorite recipe files on your tablet,” he offered, pointing to said tablet.

Vergil looked at the table before he nodded and handed it over, along with the cord, with a smile. “That would be helpful for me.”

“I’ll even tweak and add my pizza recipes also,” Ichigo drawled, getting a low chuckle. “We both know that you can’t say no to Dante when it comes to his pizza. The two of you do share a love of it,” he teased, getting a huff.

“True, true,” Vergil huffed as he went back to the bills. The second check from Ciel and Sebastian had gone through along with the food budget for the young man, so he had started to go through the bills. He paid what bills needed to be paid first before he picked his phone up to make some very pointed phone calls, pleased when those invoices were promptly paid after that.

Pleased with that being done, he noted that it was after twelve and nearly time for when Ichigo usually made lunch, looking up to find that Ichigo wasn’t on the couch any more. Tilting his head, he sniffed the air and hummed in appreciation, Ichigo walking out of the kitchen, carrying two places.

“If you want your mini pizza, it’s in the oven and should be about done. There’s also some fruits that I sliced up,” Ichigo said, sitting down. “Something I didn’t mind doing mind you. It’s a healthy enough lunch since I went with a thinner crust and not so much of everything but a good cheese mix. Luckily, I put all of this together yesterday while I was cooking dinner.”

“I do have to thank you and I will enjoy learning how to make these,” Vergil drawled, heading into the kitchen to get his own food. Finding his pizza ready, he pulled it out, cut it into slices, placed some fruit onto a smaller plate and left the kitchen. He found that Ichigo had settled in to watch one of his class videos that he was using for his school while in hiding. Sitting down and letting him do what he needed, the half-devil ate his lunch and planned on what he could buy for the young man.

He had a feeling though that Ichigo would enjoy his weapon from Dante. Smirking, Vergil mused about getting the young man a proper katana that he could wield. Preferably one that would conduct one half of the power that he felt lingering around Ichigo. Picking up his smartphone, he started to hunt for the right katana as he ate the delicious pizza.

If anything, he was going to be spoiled for anything but homemade pizzas by the time Ichigo left.
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