Title: 31 Stories in 31 Days
Day: 1
Fandom: Bleach/Kuroshitsuji
Prompt: The sound of the ocean greets the day.
Characters: Ichigo, Sebastian
Story World: A Marriage of Convince (working title)
Word count: 1125
Warnings: None
AN: To Explain these: I am posting my writings for 31 Days of 31 Stories. For 31 days in August and January, I am writing a short story set to a prompt. All of these stories are set in worlds that I have been writing on for the last little while. For a long while in some cases. Each story will have the story world in them though. So please, be patient with me.


Standing at the balcony of his bedroom as he leaned against the railing, Ichigo felt himself smile, smelling the salty wetness of the ocean, hearing it crash on the shore, the early morning fog lingering around the villa that they were staying. He was on his honeymoon, his marriage to Ciel going off without a hitch, and the papers were already going insane with the 'leaked' pictures.

From his glance at things, they were already talking about who he was, his family, and the warnings that had come from the Phantomhive PR team that should his father and sisters be stalked, bothered or annoyed that the ones doing it would face a lawsuit. That and all interviews would be set up through the Phantomhive PR team alone.

They had also been told that at the moment, Ichigo wasn't going to do any interviews during his school terms since he had so much to do during the day. He would do them during his breaks when he had time but not before then. Isshin had sent out a statement through the PR team to the effect that, yes, he had known that Ciel and Ichigo were dating; yes, he talked to him often, along with the rest of the household; and yes, he loved the fact that Ichigo had found some happiness in his life. And yes, he had respected the wishes of both his son and his new son-in-law to keep their relationship private. Which was all true.

Ciel had given the statement that he hadn't wanted Ichigo to be scared away from their relationship so early and wanted to introduce him slowly to his world.

Ichigo sighed as he sipped at his coffee that he had gone down to make earlier, he pushed away from the railing and headed back into his room, closing the doors behind him. He was kind of glad that he had his own room, and was planning to lounge around for most of the day to get rid of his jet lag outside of a shopping trip. Ciel had set it up so that they were enjoying their time at an ocean side property in the America's, but seeing as it was currently winter, he doubted that he would do any lounging on the beach. That didn't mean that he didn't plan on relaxing since he knew that there was a giant working fireplace in the library that he was planning on curling up in front of with a new book.

Leaving his room, he looked up and smiled at finding Sebastian in his part of the hallway, the man chuckling and holding the coffee carafe with the last of the coffee in one hand and two cups of coffee in the other. "Ah, Ichigo. I was just about to bother you to offer you the last of this pot."

"Thank you, Sebastian," Ichigo said, holding out his cup and accepting the coffee. He chuckled as Sebastian put the pot down on a small hall table and pulled out individual packets of sugar and creamer. He handed them over and allowed Ichigo to make his tea. "When are we going to head out to do our shopping?" he asked.

"I figure that we will go out for a nice light lunch and then go shopping. Ciel is unfortunately having to deal with an emergency under his side of the business and might not be able to join us this time," Sebastian told him. He picked up the pot again as he turned to the smaller office. Ichigo hummed and took the carafe from him.

"I'll go down and make some pre-measured coffee liners so that all he has to worry about is dropping them into a basket with the water and letting it perk," Ichigo snorted. He shook his head, smiling, making Sebastian tip his head. The scent of orange and cinnamon started to drift up to them from the kitchen.

"The rolls will be ready in about fifteen minutes," Sebastian told him as Ichigo looked down with a curious look. "There is a timer set."

"I'll pull them out when the timer goes off then," Ichigo promised. The thought of Sebastian's hot and fresh cinnamon rolls made him hum in anticipation as he walked down the stairs into the kitchen to enjoy his coffee. He washed out the carafe and dried it off before he made the pre-measured coffee liners. He would take the liners for their coffee pots, lay them out in a row and fill each one with enough for a pot of Ciel's favorite coffee. He would then layer them before he placed them into a sealing bowl to take up. He did make a French press full of coffee for himself, pouring a third cup after he pulled the cinnamon rolls out.

He left the rest of the coffee for Sebastian as he walked out onto the sun room as the sun started to make itself known. He sat down on the couch and pulled a blanket over his lap as he watched the world light up outside of the windows. He smiled at Sebastian when the demon handed him a plate of freshly glazed cinnamon rolls, just two of them, with a few sausage that he had heated up.

They had had breakfast for dinner the night before, wanting something that was a bit more filling then just simple sandwiches but they were all to tired for anything else.

Ichigo settled back with his food, deciding to just relax as he enjoyed his meal as he watched the world outside of the windows, mind settling with his new life. He was married for convince, but he truly was enjoying his husband's and his husband's lover's company. He still didn't truly want a relationship as it was, but he was still happy enough that they had figured things out.

The two men had also surprised him when they had agreed that if Ichigo had an itch that he could go to either of the men who would be more then happy to help scratch that itch.

Especially since they all remembered the week when Ichigo's favorite toy had broken and left him grumpy before his new toy had come in. That had truly been an embarrassing conversation but he couldn't help but admit that the thought of sleeping with them? It wasn't that bad. They were good looking and they obviously knew what they were doing when it came to lover's if the way they looked smug after one of their nights together was anything to go by.

He might end up approaching them during the vacation, but at the moment he was content with watching the fog lift and the world wake up.