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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: 7

Characters: Elizabeth the Second (Lizzy), Sebastian, Ichigo

Word count: 1,641

Warnings: None

AN: I hope you guys are happy that I posted this. I'm exhausted, I really am. *sighs* I had to go get ideas for sizes and the such.
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The first day at his new school was much like Ichigo thought it would be: long, dry and rather boring at times while at other’s it was fun and filled with interesting new things to learn. He had placed his basic classes, such as English, History and Math, into the first slots of his day while his Art History, beginning Pottery class and study hall had taken up the last three slots of his day. He had enjoyed all of his classes, but had found himself alone for the most part. That was, outside of the guide that the headmistress had given him that morning.

Lunch had been half way through his day after Math class and the options that he had been presented had been rather nice, if not a part of his normal tastes. He made a note to bring bentos from home from now on. Healthy foods of varying degrees were all well and good but he wasn’t one for English or American style cuisine all the time. He liked the food of his home land and often missed his sister’s dango or onigiri.

He wasn’t very surprised by the fact that his fellow students weren’t really warm to him seeing as they didn’t know where he landed on the scale of things. He didn’t look like he was there on a scholarship, like most of the students that were nicely dressed but in non-name brand clothes. But he also didn’t look like one who had a backer or was rich himself. Especially since most of the rich kids had this thing for wearing whatever was the most expensive and in style at the moment. He had chosen to go for comfort and what looked good on him during his shopping trip, having ignored price tags after the first time he had tried to walk away from something he had liked and had been bought anyway.

The first day of school he had worn a long, loose sweater that had brushed against his mid thigh with three fourth’s sleeves in a dark blue color. He had worn boot cut jeans under it along with a pair of simple ankle boots that had been found in a shop that he had fallen in love with. His bag was the same satchel as what he had used in Japan and was more than broken in, but he loved the damn thing since it carried everything he needed, including his sketch book and pencils.

Looking to his watch as he gathered the last of his items from the locker he was assigned, Ichigo smiled as he stroked the face of the delicate watch. He knew that it was sending out a signal to a computer that was always near Ciel or Sebastian. They had bought the delicate gold watch when they had happened across it. The band was simple, just gold links with the kanji of his father’s and sister’s names on three of the links, and had been lengthened, but it was still slim, perfect for his wrist and the almost delicate qualities to them.

Sebastian had taken it into the room that he shared with Ciel in the penthouse after they had bought it and Ichigo had mused that he wanted to see about engraving his family’s names into some of the links. He had come out a few hours later with the names engraved and a tracking device tucked into it. Several items that Ichigo had bought, including a wind up pocket watch and several pieces of jewelry that could be used, had tracking devices in it. The two demons didn't trust anyone not to try to snatch him. Especially if the ones who had killed his family found him.

He had to smile at just how protective the two were even though they hadn’t seen him since he was very young and couldn’t really remember them.

Closing the locker door after shoving his new text books into his satchel, he wrinkled his nose at the thought of walking outside and not having to change shoes, making him shake his head. He was just glad that he had gotten several pairs of what he had dubbed house shoes that were comfortable and easily slipped on. His guardians had set up the small closet that was by the front door for his slip-ons so he didn't have to worry about them.

Stepping outside, he walked over to a bench, noting that several of his fellow students were wandering around in the mid-afternoon sun and enjoying the warm weather as he took a seat on said bench. He gazed around as several people watched him, all of them sitting in various groups and wondering about him, some not so quietly. He shook his head as he pulled out a small book, opening to his current page and tucking the bookmark further into the book, ears picking up the occasional conversation.

“...from Japan.”

“No one knows a damn thing about him...”

“Really quiet...”

“...sure about him being Japanese? Look at that hair...”

Rolling his eyes, he looked up from his book as Sebastian pulled up in one of the few cars that wasn’t made to be flashy. It still screamed extreme wealth since it was a Rolls Royce, customized of course to Ciel’s specifications. But it was still rather understated compared to the completely tricked out van, Porches and other luxury cars that the two demons had collected over the years. They even had a rather nice and very big Cadillac from the early 80’s that was Sebastian’s personal toy.

Ichigo had to do a lot of begging to get the older demon not to drive him to school in that particular car seeing as it was rather large and had been refitted with new seats and extras. Sebastian had pouted at not being able to get away with driving him in it, not that the demon would admit to it, but had relented and instead had driven him in the rather understated Roll’s Royce instead.

Putting his bookmark into place, he tucked it back into his satchel and stood up, heading for the car as Sebastian came around to the side, smiling at him. He could feel the shocked stares that swung between him and his demonic guardian as he walked up and ran his fingers through his hair.

“Back or front, Master Ichigo?” Sebastian asked, Ichigo rolling his eyes with a smile.

“Back. I want at the DVD player while we’re going home. I have a DVD for Art History class to watch and write a report on,” Ichigo said, waiting for Sebastian to open the door before sliding in. The door was still open when a squeal sounded and made him wince in pain at just how loud it was.

“Mr. Sebastian! I didn’t know that you and Mr. Ciel had sponsored someone!” a sweet voice sounded as a young woman wearing a beautiful, if not simple, sari rushed up to them.

“Ah, Miss. Liz, a pleasure to see you again. And we’re not sponsoring him so much as we are his current guardians,” Sebastian stated as Ichigo took in the rather cute looking teen standing before them. She had, surprisingly enough, rich honey colored hair that one wouldn’t expect to see naturally on one with such richly colored skin, blue eyes sparkling at him in return.

“Oh, I heard about you from mother. It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Elizabeth Midford-Kadar the second, named after my Victorian ancestor, Elizabeth Midford who married Soma Asman Kadar, an Indian Prince,” Elizabeth chirped, smiling brightly as Ichigo blinked at her, eyebrows rising.

“I heard about her. There are two lines of your family right? Ones from Agni-san and one from Soma-san,” Ichigo said softly, Elizabeth nodding her head, blond hair bouncing in her excitement.

“You are correct. She fell in love with both and refused to choose both. Luckily for her, she didn’t have to and could have both of them. I’m from the Soma line myself though I have several cousins my age who are from the Agni line too,” she chirped. The family tales were well known, one of her family members back in the early 90’s having done a book on the ‘Famous and Tragic Love Story of a Victorian Beauty and her Indian Loves’.

Ichigo had read the book before tossing it at Sebastian’s head for daring to give him such a sugary-sweet romance story, especially since the two men had told him the real story before hand.

“It is a delight to see you, Miss. Liz, but I must take Ichigo home right now. Do come by with your parents this weekend for lunch and tea. I’m sure Ichigo will enjoy your company,” Sebastian suggested, Ichigo and Elizabeth sharing a look before nodding their heads.

“That sounds delightful,” Elizabeth chirped before heading off to her own ride with a bounce in her step.

“I think I want to cook this weekend. Pull out mother’s recipe book and make some of them,” Ichigo mused as they pulled away from the school and he put the DVD into the player to start watching it.

“I will make sure that you have everything for it,” Sebastian promised, drawing a smile from the young man. The demon found a worry easing, knowing that the young Elizabeth, so much like the first Elizabeth, would never leave Ichigo alone and would make him into her friend no matter how much trouble it would take. It would be good for the young man to have a friend close by instead of only having a friend long distant in Japan, no matter how much they video called each other or wrote.

It would calm Ciel’s worries too.
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