Whisper To Me

Title: Whisper to Me

Fandom: Bleach/Kuroshitsuji

Part: 1

Characters: Ichigo, Ciel, Sebastian, Yusuke

Word count: 1,403

Warnings: None really

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The loud ringing of the phone drew Ichigo out of his sleep, making him furrow his brows and pout as he tried to bury his face into his pillow once more, intent on ignoring the line. But it kept ringing and ringing and ringing, finally prompting him to reach out and grab it, pulling it to him with a grunt. Flipping it open, he brought it to his ear.

“Yes?” he groaned, the word breaking and making him wince with how sore his throat felt. Unplugging the phone, he sat up on the bed before standing a bit unsteadily on his feet.

“Ichigo Kurosaki, my name is Ciel Phantomhive and I knew your mother. I am sorry to hear about her death and the murders of your family,” Ciel said over the line. His was a different voice than Ichigo the one that had instructed him to leave a message.

“Thank you,” Ichigo said, swallowing as he stumbled to the refrigerator, pulling it open and finding a water bottle. “It was…quite a shock to come home to... that's for sure.”

“I’m sure it was. Ichigo, you know your father’s history, correct? And your mother’s too?” Ciel asked gently, the sound of rustling coming over the line as the teen pulled out a bottle of water and chugged half of it down.

“Yes, I know about their pasts,” he finally stated, feeling uncomfortable about talking about Shinigami and Quincys. Especially so since he did not know if there were any bugs about the room to monitor them.

“Good. I believe I know who targeted your family, and you are right. They will come after you in time,” Ciel stated, listening to Ichigo move around on the other side of the line.

Ichigo sighed softly and shoved his clothes into the dryer, noting that there were a few boxes nearby along with a box of art supplies that he had asked for. He wondered if there was anything else in the boxes beyond clothes and the art supplies. “So what do I do? The police want to hide me away, or at least try to. But if they’re from my dad’s past…”

“Then the police won’t be of any help,” Ciel confirmed, sighing as Ichigo winced and whined lowly. “We will help you. I am flying to Karakura now. I have a feeling I know where you are. What room are you in?” he asked.

“Penthouse,” Ichigo said lowly, opening the boxes and finding a few photographs of his family staring back at him. “When will you get here?”

“In an hour. Eat some breakfast, take a shower, make sure your items are packed and that the detective over your case is coming,” Ciel instructed.

“Alright. How will I know it’s you?” Ichigo asked. Ciel chuckled lowly.

“I’ll have a key,” was the cryptic answer before the phone disconnected, making Ichigo stare at it for long moments and shaking his head with a frown.

“So odd,” he muttered, moving to the hotel phone and picking it up, calling the number that Urameshi had left him,relaying the request to be there within the hour. Once that was done, he headed back into the bathroom, and took a long, hot shower, starting to feel a bit more human than before. Once he had dressed into clean clothes, yesterday’s clothing getting shoved into his suitcase, he made a simple breakfast. Eating his breakfast, his mind wondered just what he was going to do, especially since he knew all about the way that Soul Society worked and feared them trying to come after him again.

Licking his lips as he finished his food, he stood and washed his dishes. He finished them as the elevator dinged outside of his door, making him curious if it was the detective from the day before. As he came out of the little kitchenette, he blinked in surprise when a man that could pass as a teenager walked into the room, along with a surprised looking Yusuke Urameshi and a tall, slim, dark haired man that looked as if he could be an old English butler.

“Detective,” Ichigo greeted, bowing slightly before his eyes slid to the man who could pass as a teen. “You must be Phantomhive-san. Thank you for coming so quickly,” he said, bowing a bit deeper.

“You’re welcome. This is my partner and good friend, Sebastian Michealis. He also plays as my butler, so when we leave, do not be surprised if he acts as such,” Ciel stated, pulling off his jacket and gloves, Ichigo taking the jacket and hanging it up on a hanger as Yusuke did the same with his own jacket.

“You didn’t tell me that you knew these two,” the detective grumped, Ichigo shrugging sheepishly.

“I didn’t know them. My mother knew them though. She told me when I was younger to call the number on a phone should I ever need to and I’m glad that I did. The people after me, well they’re a part of my father’s past, something that I can’t get into,” Ichigo slowly admitted, Yusuke nodding his head with seriousness.

“I understand, don’t worry about that. I take it you’re going to take him with you, right?” Yusuke said, turning to Ciel and Sebastian, both of whom nodded. “Their bodies won’t be released for a few more days yet, so you are welcome to stay in the penthouse if you need to.”

“Thank you, Detective, but I think we need to get him to a safe house soon,” Sebastian stated, getting a nod. “I will collect his items. Ciel?”

“I am taking Ichigo down to the car that is waiting for us. I suggest that you gather a hoodie to hide your rather distinctive hair color and your facial features,” Ciel stated. Ichigo nodded and moved to grab his backpack and a hoodie, pausing to shove his dried clothes into the suitcase before following after Ciel. The other man pulled on his jacket and his gloves as they left the room. They moved quickly to the penthouse parking area that had a private exit that they could get to, and slid into the back seat, Yusuke talking quietly with his new guardian before leaving once more.

Sebastian was quick to follow after with the boxes and suitcase, stowing them away into the trunk before sliding into the front seat with a soft smile of understanding. The smile made Ichigo shift in place, flushing gently as he looked down at his hands, suddenly very shy.

“Ichigo, I take it you have all of your information along with your families permissions, including wills and the such,” Ciel said, Ichigo nodding his head in agreement as he patted his backpack. “Good. I will deal with such matters if you are willing to trust me with them. This is to help keep you safe and whole before we leave for one of my home’s that will protect you better than this one can. I will also need full permission to take over guardianship of you until you turn 18.”

“I have those papers. They have a list of people and now that I think about it…” Ichigo drawled, digging around and finding those papers, reading over them with a tiny smile on his lips. “Yeah, you’re top of the list should I call you. See? All you need to do is fill out the paperwork, have your lawyer notarize them and file them.”

“Your father was well prepared. They did fear that this would happen someday, but they had hoped that you would be trained and able to protect yourself when it did happen,” Ciel sighed, shaking his head with a frown, before gazing at the sadden looking teen. “You will be alright. Sebastian and I will be able to protect you well, just trust us to do so. We will also train you so you may find those who have wronged you if you so wish,” he said, eyes flaring as Ichigo gazed at him.

“What are you two?” Ichigo asked softly as Ciel’s blue eyes flashed red.

“Us?” Ciel asked, his smile curling into something deadly and sensual. “We are demons, Ichigo, and you have inherited a very special type of contract from your dear mother.”