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A World of Love	By : Strailo Category: > Black Butler (Kuroshitsuji ???) Views: 4246 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own, in any shape or form, Kuroshitsuji or Bleach. I make absolutely no profit from this story. This is just for fun.

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Title: A Wonderful Present
Fandom: Kuroshitsuji, Bleach
Pairing/Characters: Sebastian/Ichigo, Ciel/Ichigo, Sado, Mizuiro, Tatsuki, Orihime, Keigo, Uryu
World: A World of Love
Word Count: 2,872
For: Christmas
Warnings: Lot's of truth being tossed around.
AN: So I am posting this as a second story for Christmas, as planned. I hope that you enjoy this story along with the two other chapters!
I have no idea how many other chapters I will be writing on this or if I will continue to do so after Valentines Day and White Day. I really don't.
So if you have an interesting holiday that you would like to see tell me now so I can plot it out.
I'm off to write other things. Enjoy!
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“I can’t believe that I’ve allowed you to talk me into this shit.” Ichigo huffed as he looked at his mate, scowling heavily at him before turning back to the mirror and smoothing his hair back into a tight bun at the base of his hair line. “They’re just gonna piss me off.”
“So you’ve told me but I do believe that you and they have to finish hashing this out,” Sebastian said, coming up to behind his lover. He wrapped his arms around Ichigo’s waist, pulling him close and burying his nose into the softly scented hair, taking a deep sniff.
Ichigo sighed and melted into his lover. “Yeah, I know,” he murmured. “I just don’t like it. So far any time I’ve talked to them, all they’ve done is hurl bullshit complaints at me. Like it’s hard for them to understand that I was so, very tired,” he sighed. “I still kind of am but I’m getting better with you here.”
“You’re not having to fight a never ending battle, little star,” Sebastian replied, turning Ichigo around in his arms. “Even as you go to school you are able to pick and choose your cases. You have a reputation as a fantastic forensic artist since you decided to pick that up, and that will be nothing but good for you.” He smiled, tucking a lock of hair into Ichigo’s bun. “You have a life here. Even that sou-taicho has agreed that it is a good thing that you are here,” he soothed. Ichigo sighed and smiled, nodding his head.
“Yeah, you’re right. Come on, let’s get this done and over with. Sado should be back soon and I want a cup of something somewhat strong in my hand when they get here,” Ichigo said, pulling away after a quick kiss.
“There is some plum wine waiting for you in the main house. Go grab your jacket and we’ll walk the hidden paths,” Sebastian offered, getting a soft smile from Ichigo.
Ichigo nodded and moved to grab his jacket, pulling it on with a huff as he nuzzled the faux fur of the coat, Sebastian handing him his gloves, already in his own jackets and gloves. Pulling on his own, he followed out after his lover before hooking his hand onto Sebastian’s arms, the mates wandering down the hidden paths that lead from their home to Ciel’s.
The path’s themselves were created with a mix of raised beds that Ichigo had coaxed into life during the spring and summer months and some with winter plants, but also pots that held hardy trees and low walls. It was surprisingly easy to get lost in it if one didn’t know how they had been laid out. As Ichigo had said, just because something was pretty didn’t mean it had to be useless.
It was an added security measure for around their own home, Sebastian’s need to protect both his fellow demon and his mate demanded it.
“You’re thinking loudly, little star,” Sebastian drawled, moving to wrap his arm around Ichigo’s waist.
“Just thinking about how you have this thing about being an overprotective idiot,” Ichigo drawled. Sebastian snorted.
“Never too overprotective when it comes to my mate,” the demon drawled. Ichigo just rolled his eyes and pressed into the other’s warm body as they came up to the back door. Stepping in, Ichigo sighed in pleasure at the warmth that greeted them, tugging off his gloves and jacket, hanging both items up on the coat rack that stood just to the side of the door.
“I hate the cold some days,” he sighed, shaking his head. “Why is it you guys have to have six inches of snow on the grounds at all time?” he asked
“When the snow melts, it helps to create a water basin for the garden and trees,” Sebastian drawled, smiling when Ichigo stuck his tongue out at him. It amazed him how a year away from Karakura could do his little mate some good. Granted they had gone back to see Ichigo’s family and Urahara after he had gotten his head out of his ass.
That had been a beautiful fight to the demon, much to his mate’s amusement.
But they hadn’t stayed long, his family telling his friends not to come around if all they were going to do was yell or upset the neighbors. They didn’t want that to happen since most of their neighbors were new families with babies. His friends hadn’t been happy but Ichigo had been considering he had been able to hang out with his family. Of course it helped that Yuzu had adopted Sebastian as her bigger brother, Isshin and Karin following her example in welcoming him to the family.
“Okay, let’s sit down at the table. We have someone serving right?” Ichigo asked, picking up the list of the last minute things to do before everyone arrived. Looking around at the dinner that had been cooked, he smiled contently. They were having an early Christmas dinner with Ichigo’s ‘friends’, the main dinner for family only. Which meant that Yuzu, Karin, Isshin, Sado, and Undertaker would all be there.
For this dinner though, it would only be Ichigo, Sebastian, Sado, Undertaker, and Ciel there, Isshin and the girls doing some last minute shopping in town with Grell as their escort.
“Yes. Let’s see. Hams are cooked, sides are ready, bread has been created, butter churned, drinks are set out on a table, and dessert is finishing cooking now,” Sebastian hummed. Ichigo checked off thing on his list before moving to the dining room.
“Table is set. Simplistic and beautiful. I hope,” Ichigo sighed, nibbling at his bottom lip in thought.
Sebastian chuckled and stole a kiss from his lover before shaking his head. “You did a wonderful job with it,” he promised before going to recenter one of the plants. “Even Ciel likes it. Called it to good to use for these friends of yours.”
Ichigo huffed and gave him a look. “I’m still not letting them walk away think my mother never instilled good manners in her son,” he stated before moving around the table. He made sure that placemats were just fine along with the various dishes and silverware, making him smile. “I think we’re ready. Where am I sitting today?” he asked, raising an eyebrow at his lover.
“Between Ciel and I. We shall be sitting on one side of the table, your friends on the other,” Sebastian drawled as Ciel walked in, tugging his shirt sleeves down.
“We shall present a unified front when it comes to them,” the younger demon drawled as Undertaker walked in behind him, smirking.
“It shall be rather interesting to see what those friends of yours have to say,” Undertaker drawled, moving to the drink cart. He poured some wine for he and Ciel, and then poured some of the plum wine for Sebastian and Ichigo. “If we need to we can remove them easily enough. I’m sure Sado has already warned them that they will be removed if they push their luck,” he continued, handing the cups of plum wine to the two mates.
“Thanks for all of this you guys,” Ichigo sighed, smiling at the three men as the front door opened. “Here goes,” he drawled. Moving around, he sat down and made sure that no one’s eyesight would be cut off by the center-pieces, tasting his wine. He sighed at the slow burn, smiling happily at the taste.
“Welcome to my home. Please sit,” Ciel greeted, Ichigo staring at his friends. They looked much like they had when he had left the year before. Orihime was still top heavy with caramel colored hair and rich gray eyes while Tatsuki just smirked and pushed a rather long braid of black hair back over her shoulder.
Mizuiro was taller than he had been but still rather on the short side, his black hair still neatly trimmed and styled. Keigo was just as tall as he had ever been, his hair actually laid flat instead of flipping up like it had been. Uryu was looking much the same but most of his bangs had been pushed to one side, making Ichigo raise an eyebrow at him.
“You’re looking good,” Tatsuki said, moving to sit down at where her name was, looking at the men that took their own seats. Ichigo was surrounded by Ciel on his left and Sebastian sat on his right. Undertaker sat on the other side of Ciel while Sado sat on Sebastian’s other side.
Tatsuki was seated in the middle while Orihime sat on her left and Mizuiro sat on her right. Uryu was seated next to Orihime while Keigo sat on Mizuiro’s other side. All around they were comfortable enough.
Outside of the glares that they were sending Ichigo while he simply stared at them in return.
“Shall we start eating? I’m sorry to say but I’m rather hungry today,” Ichigo drawled, tilting his head to the side to look at his lover, smiling at him.
“Of course,” Ciel drawled, picking up a small bell and making it chime twice. “I hope that we have gotten your drinks right. Miss. Tatsuki here was kind enough to tell us what you like to drink and what you don’t like to drink,” he drawled as three servers came out with rolling carts. One of the carts carried various items to use to serve up the dishes while the other two held all of the food. The food was easily laid out onto the table and the drinks poured before the three servers left with a bow.
“Please, serve yourself,” Ciel drawled, picking up one of the bowls and plating some of the french green beans within. Ichigo smiled slightly and accepted a bit of the ham that had been sliced for them, before taking the dish. The rest of the guests exchanged looks before reaching out and picking up the bowls to serve themselves.
Once everyone had food, Ichigo put his silverware down and picked up his cup, sipping his plum wine as he stared at the group. “You have questions. I can feel them.”
Orihime was the first one to speak. “Why did you leave us and your duty?” she asked, staring at him.
Ichigo raised an eyebrow. “My duty? I did not know that I was honor bound to do what was being well covered by others who had actual power to use,” he drawled. “I had no power. And most of you ditched me. You lied to me. You hid things away from me…” He snorted.
“I do believe that he had no duty to speak of when I arrived in Japan,” Sebastian said as he cut into his ham slice. “His power was buried deep, and the bit that was at his disposal was hidden quite well by the fact that your powers were much more than his.” He smiled as he ate a bite of his ham.
“As it is, Karakura Town is well protected by you and others. The Shinigami that patrol are higher level Shinigami and most of the time, they had their own shikai just in case,” Ichigo continued, putting his cup down. He at a bite of sweet potatoes that had been cooked with brown sugar, pineapple chunks and juice, and marshmallows. “Now, tell me, what was I supposed to think when I was being pushed away? Even those Shinigami that I had thought were my friends didn’t even dare to come visit me.”
“The Vizards have visited you along with Shuuhei,” Undertaker drawled, smirking at his friend.
“True. Remind me never to let you and Urahara stay in the same room for longer than a split second yes?” Ichigo snorted. “As for the moment that I left, none of you except Tatsuki and Mizuiro were willing to understand why I left.”
“Then why don’t you tell us why you left?” Uryu drawled, sneering over his cup, eyes narrowed.
Ichigo sighed. “Outside of meeting certain people and my family home, I don’t have very good memories of Karakura Town.”
“What do you mean by that?” Tatsuki asked, not having heard this before.
“Think about it. I lost my mother there. I buried her when I was six. I had to grow up fast when my father lost himself for a time to his mourning. I had two sisters who had just lost their mother, a warm solid presence in their lives taken by a damn hollow.” He scowled heavily. “Then I’m thrust into this life. All I was doing was saving my family and then I find out that some wanna-be God orchestrated me becoming a Shinigami for some fucked up reason. It was one fight after another after another.”
Sebastian reached out and took Ichigo’s silverware, pulling his mate into his lap. “I shall continue. He didn’t fight for the Seireitei. He fought for his friends who would have died if Aizen had had been able to go through with his plans. He didn’t fight for the world but instead, fought for his world.” Taking a deep breath as he looked down at his mate, finding him with his face buried in his neck and shuddering softly, he smiled gently. “When I found him, I found that for a time before he figured out I was there, that he would break. He has worked hard on building himself back up. There is a reason why he never responded to your e-mails or letters that had any kind of complaints or guilt trips within it. Myself or Undertaker read them before we allowed him to read it.”
Orihime looked horrified, having never thought just why Ichigo had left, much less what he had gone through when he had lost his powers. Uryu was blank faced while Keigo fiddled with his fork.
“Sado-san, can you take me back to the hotel room? I have things I need to think about,” Keigo finally said, swallowing. “I am sorry to leave you in the middle of dinner but...I think this is much more important and I’m sure Sebastian-san wants to calm his mate down,” he said, standing.
“Allow us to gather food for you and yours to take with you,” Ciel offered, the rest of the group nodding their heads. With a bell rang, the young demon Lord instructed the servers to pack up food before turning to his friends. “How about you take Ichigo upstairs to your personal room? It is looking as if there is a snow storm coming in. Myself and Undertaker will go and lock down your house, make sure that the generators are working correctly.”
“Thank you, Ciel,” Sebastian replied, bowing to the other man before standing with Ichigo in his arms. “Simply wrap up our plates and we’ll come to get them later,” he promised, Ichigo wrapping around him.
Undertaker waited until they had gone before staring at the people there. “Tell the cat bitch that I do not want her stalking around here until she can admit that Ichigo was right to leave. He had to heal. He couldn’t do that while surrounded by so many dark memories,” he stated, staring at them with slate gray eyes.
Uryu nodded. “I shall tell her. Thank you for the suite,” he said, nodding stiffly, mind whirling. No wonder why his father had been acting so damn disappointed with him for the last year. It was looking as if he had a lot to think about, just like Orihime and Keigo both did. Swallowing lightly, he bowed. “Sado, can we stop by a good liquor on the way to the hotel?” he asked, the servers coming out with a pile of containers with food and instructions on reheating.
“Of course,” Sado rumbled, bowing to Ciel and Undertaker. “I shall be back if at all possible. If not I will stay with the others at the hotel.”
“Take the keys to the penthouse suite and stay there. Charge any food to my card,” Ciel stated, pulling out his phone and tapping out an e-mail to the current manager on duty. “Stay safe.”
“Of course,” Sado said, the group taking the containers and going to pile into a rather large vehicle that was made for the snowy roads and storms that they got.
Sighing, Ciel snorted and looked at his lover. “Go take out the damn contacts would ya?” he complained. “I want to see your real eyes, not those things you use to hide yourself.”
“Of course, my love,” Undertaker drawled, heading up the stairs. He paused at the door to Ichigo’s and Sebastian’s room and smirked at the soft sighs that were escaping through the partially opened door. Reaching out, he pulled it closed and chuckled to himself. “I think that was a wonderful Christmas present for all of us,” he drawled, his ears picking up the sounds of Isshin and his two daughters coming home. “Yes, a very wonderful Christmas present indeed.”
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