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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: 7

Chapter title: Sweet Child, Ichigo

Characters: Grell, Sebastian, William, Ciel, Ichigo, Pluto

Word Count: 2,052

AN: I am a mean, mean bitch. *cackles* I love tormenting characters.
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He was out in the garden with Finnian, learning about the various flowers that were slowly coming into bloom, waiting for the surprise guests to arrive. Ichigo was humming softly as he was helping to turn over the soil very gently, adding fresh soil to the soil that had been turned. Finnian was smiling happily at having someone besides Pluto for company, chatting away a mile a minute before his companion paused and sat back on his feet.
“I think that was the bell,” Ichigo chirped brightly, smiling happily as he tugged off the gardening gloves that he had been wearing to work the soil.
“It was. Looks like the guests are here,” Finnian hummed, watching as Ichigo stood and shoved the gloves into the pocket of the apron that he had worn to protect his rather pretty emerald colored dress from the dirt. “Thank you for spending some time with me,” he said, getting another happy smile from Ichigo.
“It was fun. Thank you for teaching me,” he said before running for the garden shed to put up his apron and gloves. Ichigo headed for the back door of the mansion, taking a moment to slowly drink down the iced tea that Bardroy had handed him before leaving the kitchen with a bounce in his step.
The scene that he walked in on made his protective streak rise up, even as his nearly seven year old mind screamed in anger, Zangestu materialized in one delicate hand. Sebastian was turned away from two people that felt of death and power, pouring fresh tea into three cups while a red headed man moved to jump him. The sharp teeth and gleam in the green eyes just added to Ichigo’s need to protect him.
He was moving before he realized it, bringing the large zanpakuto around and forcing Grell to move back. Ichigo’s face was set and serious, eyes glowing as he alternated between slashing left and right, and up and down. Grell’s eyes widened as he dodged and moved out of the way.
“Sebastian, what the hell is this woman doing!?” Grell shouted as he yelped, Zangestu slicing off his tie with an easy movement. Slamming against the wall, he screeched and slammed his eyes shut as Ichigo snarled and started to thrust his weapon at the man only to stop. Opening his eyes, he found Sebastian holding Ichigo tight against his body, hand holding Ichigo’s wrist in a gentle but unyielding hold.
“Shh, Ichigo, it’s alright. He’s not one of the brother’s, I promise,” Sebastian breathed into one ear, feeling Ichigo tremble. He continued to talk the young male out of the supremely protective state that Ichigo was in, feeling the conflicting emotions spread down over the bond. Running footsteps alerted him to Ciel coming into the sitting room.
“Why did she attack Grell?” William snarled at Ciel, eyes flashing as he held his Death Scythe, a pair of long handled garden shears really, out before him.
“I would think that he triggered a deep seated protective urge in him. And probably much too soon to be good,” Ciel stated as he watched Sebastian hold Ichigo up as his body went limp and Zangestu disappeared from his hand. “I would like you to meet the young Ichigo, the one that I told you that you would need to do some paperwork on...and make it drag out for as long as possible.”
“I...see,” William said, surprise coloring his voice as he watched the zanpakuto disappear, hiding his own weapon away with a swallow.
“I’m tired, Mr. Sebastian.” The soft voice from the now soft looking young man drew their eyes to him as he leant against Sebastian, eyes evidently heavy as he tried to blink and keep his eyes open.
“If you will excuse me, I must put our dear Ichigo into bed for a nap,” Sebastian said, leaning down and sweeping Ichigo into his arms. The younger male was apparently so tired that he didn’t protest being picked up and carried out of the room and up the stairs.
Ciel turned to the weak kneed Grell as the Grim Reaper slowly slid down the wall with a whine. “I would suggest you follow the following rules while around Ichigo. No yelling, he’s still sensitive to any yelling. I suggest you keep your mitts off of my lover too, only Ichigo is allowed to cling, cuddle or lay on him in any form right now. You are not Ichigo, therefore, stay off of him,” he purred, his possessiveness of his mate showing through. “Do not try to attack or bad mouth Ichigo either. No one in this household will allow you to get away with trying to hurt him in any way so I suggest you keep your mouth shut.”
“Yes, Ciel,” Grell pouted, cringing at the fact that the normally glowing blue eye had turned into a deep red color that swirled and easily scared him into complying.
“Really, Grell, you should know better than to try to pounce upon Sebastian. You should be lucky that Pluto is outside and knows better that to damage the window,” William stated, eyeing the large demon dog that was glaring at the red headed Grim Reaper. Ciel smirked and opened the window, allowing Pluto into the room.
The large dog sent a threatening growl towards Grell, making him whimper and tried to hide any delicate parts from the demon dog, not wanting to lose any bits. Pluto snorted, pleased with himself, before heading up the stairs and his customary spot on Ichigo’s bed at his feet. Sebastian came back down, passing the large dog, and raised an eyebrow at the cowering Grell.
“Did Pluto growl at you?” he asked, going back to serving the tea as the two Grim Reapers slowly found their seats, Ciel sitting down in his own chair and taking his cup when it was handed to him.
“Indeed he did,” Ciel drawled as he sipped his tea, eye gazing at his mate as the other served their guest. “Now, as for Ichigo, as you can see, he’s far from normal. When he came to us, his mind had been shattered by his time in captivity and had been brought to us by someone we do respect, in a way. His name is Ichigo Kurosaki and he is a Shinigami from a sister world. Substitute that is,” he stated, William’s eyes going wide as he thought of the paperwork to come.
“He was born as a living human with powers but from what Shirosaki has told us, when he gained his powers back he became a half living human, half dead shinigami. However you wish to look at it,” Sebastian stated, smiling as he came to stand behind Ciel. “Either way, his mind was shattered, broken down to the last truly happy time, which was when he was just about to turn 6. He’s better, mentally almost 7 years of age, and Zangetsu and Shirosaki helping to put the memories and skills back together. We think it will take something between another 6 to 10 months for him to be fully healed once more.”
“And that is why you want me to drag out the paperwork for him to be here, correct?” William asked, Grell looking at him with wide eyes.
“But, what if he attacks me again?!” Grell yelped, flailing about before grabbing the tea cup that tried to fall to the floor at the dark look from Ciel.
“He won’t. As I said, you triggered a protective streak in him and now he’s tired from pulling Zangetsu while he’s still in his body,” Ciel stated. “Now, Shirosaki is likely to jump you. In what way is up for debate considering his...tastes,” he hummed.
“Who is Shirosaki? I can figure that Zangetsu is Ichigo’s zanpakuto, but not who Shirosaki is in regards to your young charge,” William said, Sebastian and Ciel smiling nearly identically.
“Shirosaki is Ichigo’s hollow. He is a Vizard too,” Sebastian stated, pointing to one large mirror where Shirosaki waved from it with a large grin. “Grell, William, I would like you to meet Shirosaki, Ichigo’s inner hollow and fiercest protector.”
Grell screeched and jumped behind the couch that they were sitting on, looking over with his small scissors in hand, green eyes trying to keep an eye on the hollow that had burst into laughter. William jumped up from the couch and joined Grell behind it, not pulling his weapon though even as Shirosaki snickered and disappeared.
“He tends to pop in every so often to tell us how Ichigo is doing,” Ciel purred.
Grell sighed out a breath of relief as the albino version of Ichigo disappeared only to screech as something picked up a lock of his hair and gently played with it. “What the flying hell!?” he screeched and flew over the couch once more as he turned. He found a nearly crying Ichigo standing there, brown eyes wide and filling with tears.
“Grell, what did we just tell you not to do?” Ciel snarled, eyes snapping as he stood up and moved to gather Ichigo into his arms. William blinked as the still child like Ichigo clung to Ciel with a whimper, taking note that the young man wore what looked like one of Sebastian’s shirts and what looked to be a large robe that hid Ichigo’s legs.
“Are you...are you sleeping with the child?” William hissed as he glared at Sebastian, getting a look that told him that Sebastian was going to happily gut him through his nostrils.
“I am not. It is one of the few ways that Ichigo can rest in his room when either me nor Ciel are in our bedroom,” Sebastian snarled back as Ciel drew Ichigo over the loveseat and sitting down, letting the still sniffling young man to curl up in his lap. The demonic butler sniffed and moved to gather a blanket that they kept hidden for whenever Ichigo napped in the sitting room or the study, wrapping up the young man.
“Pluto, how about you show Grell the punishment for upsetting Ichigo?” Ciel asked the large dog when he came through the door. The doggy like smirk that spread over the canine’s mouth made Grell go stiff.
“Run, reaper, run,” Pluto growled, making Grell swallow the screech of horror and run for his life, Pluto nipping after him, always letting the Grim reaper get away with just a small nip close enough to his ass to make him run faster around the grounds.
“Ah, I see. I am sorry for that assumption,” William sighed, nodding to Sebastian as he nodded in return, Ichigo starting to doze once more in Ciel’s arms.
“That is fine. So will you make sure that the paperwork is dragged out? At least any paperwork that will go to the Seireitei telling them about him,” Sebastian stated, smoothing a hand over the braided hair, getting a sleep murmur. “We do need the emergency sanctuary pass on top of that,” he continued. “And an extended pass, possibly a statement that he can live here as long as he wishes.”
“Easily done. I shall fill out the paperwork for you and bring it for the three of you to sign. Just give me his information and it shall be done in a week,” William stated, fixing his glasses and making them gleam. Ichigo opened his eyes at that moment and hummed softly.
“Uryuu...” he breathed before going back to sleep.
“It seems that he will be remembering things sooner than thought,” Ciel chuckled with a smile, shaking his head. “Oh, one more thing. A punishment will be needed for Grell. Ichigo will need someone from your office to act as a go between him and your bosses, so who better for that job than Grell.”
William smirked, eyes gleaming to gaze out at the window at the still running and yelling Grell, crossing his legs. “I could do that. The paperwork will be handed over to him to fill out and I will send him with it and a list of what he will be doing during his time as a liaison,” he stated, sharing smiles with the other two as they settled into to plan on how things would work out.
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