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Estate Managed Love	By : Strailo Category: Bleach > Crossovers Views: 4799 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Title: Estate Managed Love
Fandom: Bleach/Kuroshitsuji
Pairings: Ciel/Sebastian/Ichigo
Characters: Ichigo
Chapter: 9
Word Count: 1894
Warnings: nothing
AN: I am so tired but here you go. Chapter 9 of this story! I’m working on the next two stories and getting them done. Look for Bleach/Avengers after chapter 25 has been posted. That’s what I’m doing next.
Had to replace this with the real chapter 9.
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Slicing the roast before he was to take it out, Ichigo tilted his head as he listened to the conversation going on in the dining room. He narrowed his eyes. “I am quite happy that you had time to see me today.” Ichigo twitched. The man’s voice grated on his nerves for some odd reason. The way he spoke wasn’t condescending, so to speak, but something about it didn’t sit right with him.

Shaking his head, he continued to slice as Ciel responded. “Of course. We both had time after all,” he drawled. Ichigo snorted and arranged the sliced meat on the vegetables, dumping the juice into the gravy that Tanaka was stirring. Wiping off the wetness, he put the serving dish onto the rolling cart as he used a spoon to test the gravy.

He shuddered when the man talked again. “I am surprised that you only have two servants on your payroll tonight, though,” he said. Ichigo sneered as Tanaka patted his shoulder. The older man shooed him to sit down on one of the barstools and turned on the electric kettle to boil some water.

Ichigo watched as he removed the cheesecake that Ichigo had made for the household and placed the last slice onto the plate with just a small amount of cherries. The tea was made, and the plate and cup put down before him. “You do not like this man, do you?” Tanaka asked as he ignored the light conversation.

Ichigo shook his head as he sighed. “No. Not really,” he admitted. He picked up the fork and cut off a small bite of cheesecake. Tanaka hummed, patted his arm and took the tray with pitchers of drinks out to the group. When he was filling Ciel’s coffee, he leant over and whispered into Ciel’s ear about Ichigo’s unease about their guest before leaving the dining room again.

Ciel eyed the man before him with a thoughtful look. The man was good looking. What one would call a classical handsomeness. Broad of shoulder, lean of hip, and strong in his face, he had brown eyes and naturally black hair. But if Ichigo was feeling off about the man, then there had to be something about him.

After all, the young man was first and foremost a medium with budding powers. It didn’t matter that he had lost them for a short time: he had them for most of his life and would know what he felt. And as most new mediums could tell things about people since their powers were still settling in, Ichigo fell into that category.

Thus, if Ichigo was feeling off about the man, Ciel found he would have to do some quick research. Sebastian just gave him a look before returning to his phone, supposedly working on some paperwork that couldn’t wait.

Back in the kitchen, Ichigo was glaring at the wall that separated the kitchen area and the formal dining room as he continued to listen to the man talk. He continued to eat his slice of cheesecake as he glared. Tanaka just chuckled softly and gathered the rest of the main course, placing the basket of warmed rolls and the dishes of softened sweet cream butter onto the cart along with the serving dish.

“Just continue enjoying your snack, Ichigo-chan,” Tanaka said. Ichigo sighed and shook his head as he stood up, his piece of cheesecake half done.

“No. No, I promised I would do this. No matter how much the guy creeps me out,” he said. He smoothed his dress down before he put his hands on the cart handles and pushed it. He cleared his face of expression and walked into the dining room, ignoring the smug smirk from the man. He simply laid out the food, making sure to work from beside Sebastian as the man eyed him.

“It seems rather...odd that there is such a young woman working for the two of you. Not to mention that you still have an older male butler? I am sure that her parents are not pleased with the fact that she’s here and not at home,” the man said. He watched as Ichigo put the gravy boat down with a hard thunk.

Taking a slow breath, Ichigo looked to Ciel. The man just smirked and nodded at him in return. “My name may be Ichigo, but I am far from female despite the choice of my dress,” he returned in slightly accented English. He felt a bit of satisfaction when the man choked on some of his wine and stared at him. “I am male. And considering that my mother is dead, and I am old enough to attend university, I think that my father doesn’t mind. Knowing him, he would be crying about how his baby boy is getting laid. At least before I decide to toss him out of a window in sheer desperation at getting him to shut up.” He stood up and smoothed his skirt down again. “If you will excuse me, Phantomhive-san, I’m going back to my piece of cheesecake and I still need to slice the dessert. I should also make sure that the topping has set.”

Grabbing the pushing cart, he turned on his heel and stalked back into the kitchen as he snarled softly to himself. Tanaka smiled at the group before he continued to serve the food. He allowed them to choose from the offered food before offering some of the gravy. Sebastian tested the gravy with a spoon and made a delight sound.

“I do swear that he and I must trade recipes,” Sebastian said. He smiled blandly at the man across from him as he wiped off the spilled drink around his mouth.

“Right.” The man smiled slightly.

In the kitchen, Ichigo was once more sitting at the island with his cheesecake and tea, eyeing the refrigerator. He was thinking some rather mean thoughts. He knew that there was some chicken in the refrigerator, and he knew how to get into a car to plant it somewhere hidden. There were also peas in the freezer that would take time to defrost...

He shook his head quickly and snorted. “I have hung out with mean assholes way too much,” he muttered, thinking about not only his friends from the Seireitei but also his shop owning friends. “They’re all so casual about revenge and it’s not hard to listen,” he sighed. He shoved a bite of cheesecake into his mouth before he pulled the container of cherry topping closer to put more onto his slice.

He looked up from his cheesecake, hearing the backdoor close behind him before he shrugged. He figured that Tanaka was going for the garage and the fastest way was through the back door. Returning to his cheesecake, he ate some more of it, relaxing as he listened to the conversation floating through from the dining room.

“It’s not bad,” the man mused, obviously speaking of the food on his plate. “A tad dry.”

Ichigo heard Ciel chuckle at that, the sound making him shiver and cross his legs, the heel on the foot clicking against the chair’s leg. “It is quite delicious. It seems as if he used one of our cheaper wines when he was cooking the meat. He has taken to experimenting since we got that rather large crockpot. He has made quite a few soups. Including the potato soup that was the opener.” The man grunted.

Ichigo just smiled smugly at the fact that Ciel and Sebastian were enjoying what he had made. He loved making anything that could be warmed up easily in some way, including over a fire should the electricity go out again. He was kind of hoping that the electricity went out.

Just to get the guy out of the damn house so he could scrub his body clean.

Looking up as Tanaka walked back in from the garage, Ichigo pouted at the fact that he held an empty bag of peas that he had been planning on using. “What did you do with my peas? And are you going to replace them tomorrow?” he asked.

Tanaka chuckled as he tossed the bag away. “The less that you know, the less that you have to cover up,” he stated. He patted Ichigo on the back and made a pot of fresh tea before he pulled out the cheesecake from the refrigerator.

The lights flickered over them, Ichigo watching as he ate a bite of his cherry covered cheesecake. “Wish and ye shall receive,” he drawled. Tanaka looked over at him, questioning him silently. “I keep hoping that something sends the guy off sooner rather than later. He rubs me wrong.”

“I see.” Tanaka made a thoughtful sound before he smiled over at him as he put the cheesecake down. “Well, I am sure that if anything, he will be leaving very soon.” Ichigo rolled his eyes and pulled the cheesecake close to him, picking up the large knife to cut the pieces, laying them onto the offered plates. Tanaka then placed scoops of green tea ice cream to cleanse their palettes into small bowls. While he did that, Ichigo placed cherry topping onto two of the slices.

Tanaka and Ichigo went out to gather up the dinner dishes up and serve the ice cream. Ichigo was taking the man’s plate as the lights went out, plunging them into darkness. Looking up at the ceiling, he grunted and moved straight back to the table that they usually used to serve breakfast, finding the matches. He followed the same path, his shoes clicking the floor.

Once he was where he had been, he struck a match and lit the candle, going completely still at the first touch that was from a male that he didn’t like. The candle caught flame and threw out light over his face, showing his horrified face and the fact that the man was touching his ass as Ichigo’s hand moved to another candle.

“I am going to suggest that you remove your hand from my ass. No matter how nice it may look, it is not yours to touch,” Ichigo said, voice soft. Deadly. The man just smirked. “And do get it out of your head that I fuck my bosses. I am not a whore, no matter how I may dress. So, remove. Your. Fucking. Hand. Before I do it in a most painful way for you.”

Sebastian drained his glass of wine at the edge of razors deadliness in Ichigo’s voice that sent lust spiraling through him to war with the anger at the man for the fact that he was touching their Ichigo. Tanaka simply watched while Ciel plotted what was going to happen to the idiot. The man though took the hint and removed his hand, allowing Ichigo to stalk off.

“It does seem as if our meeting is going to have to be cut short,” Ciel said, smiling pleasantly at him. The man stood up and was escorted out by Sebastian as the younger demon blew out a slow breath. He stood up and nodded at Tanaka, going to find Ichigo to help him calm down while finding the candle lanterns. It looked as if they would have to gather into the main house and in the rooms with fire places again.
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