Hey guys, now that college is done for the summer I'll have a lot more time to write so get ready for this brand new Bleach Massive xover.

For starters the same rules apply, this is my story however I will listen to any suggestions left in the reviews.

Second, I will update as much as I can but I will give no deadlines seeing as how I can't always be writing.

Third the movie Fade to Black and Grand Fisher's death hasn't happened in this timeline yet.

Disclaimer- I own nothing besides my own thoughts, ideas, and characters.

Chapter 1 Leaving

Ichigo Kurosaki was many things. A regular fifteen year old high school student. A former substitute shinigami. The hero of the Winter War. But right now Ichigo was…..

So sad thought Isshin Kurosaki as he gazed at his only son.

The young man was merely looking out his window with a look of absolute longing. Ever since he lost his powers to defeat Aizen and save Yuzu from the sinners of Hell he had fallen into a state of depression. Soul Society had all but cut off all contact from him none of his friends came in gigai to visit him, no messages were sent, and they didn't even give him a simple thank you. Even his human friends kept him at arm's length. He could tell that they had seen souls or had battled hollows from the way they looked at him. They all simply cut off any and all contact with him. All except Chad who had always told him when he saw souls or battled hollows. Chad had been with him through thick and thin and was his brother in all but blood. But even then, it still hurt that his other friends were ignoring him.

Isshin looked at his son and knew, he needs to leave this town, there are too many memories here and they'll overwhelm him if he doesn't leave. Isshin tried to think of any place that would be far enough away that his son could have some peace. Then he remembered, his slightly eccentric father-in-law lived who in America. Ichigo could go live there until he healed from the scars that the supernatural world gave him. Why did it have to be him to fix Kisuke and Soul Society's mistakes? Well, I just hope Masaki's father is willing to take him he thought as he picked up the phone and dialed the number.

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"Hello, Devil May Cry."

(YES I DID)

"Hey Dante, it's me Isshin."

Dante Sparda, son of the legendary dark knight, demon hunter, bane of Mundus, owner of Devil May Cry, and all around pizza lover was surprised. He didn't expect to hear from his son-in-law until one of his grandkids' birthdays when he usually called them. But hey, who was he to shy away from family.

"Isshin, bin too long."

"Sorry Dante, but I have a request."

The demon hunter paused. Usually Isshin had a happy go lucky attitude but now he was talking with a serious and slightly tired voice.

"What's wrong?" asked Dante in a slightly worried tone. What had happened? Were the kids alright?

"Ichigo has fallen into a depression," said Isshin, "He can't stay here, all the memories are eating him alive. Can-"

"Sure he can come here."

"Thank you."

"Don't mention it, just get the kid on a plane and I'll be waiting at the airport."

"Aright, I'll call you with the time and place," said Isshin as he hung up.

Dante set the phone down and turned his chair around to face a large cabinet. He opened it and gazed at the eight pictures inside. On the bottom shelf were two pictures of a black haired woman and a blonde woman.

Mary, or Lady as she liked to be called, had been his friend for years. She helped him on countless demon hunting jobs until one demon got a lucky shot with poisonous fangs. He buried her in a cemetery a block from his shop.

Trish was originally a demon created by Mundus in the form of his mother to trap him. After she joined his side they had may adventures, some with Lady. But just like Lady, Trish was killed as well. It wasn't from poison. She was impaled by one of Mudus's demon lackeys and turned to ash as she died. He still collected the ashes in a vase and gave her a burial next to Lady.

On the top shelf of the cabinet were two pictures of white haired men that bore striking resemblances to him.

Vergil was his twin. Always obsessed with gaining more power he had opened the gate to the demon realm in an attempt to gain their father's power, only to fall into the infernal realm and be tortured by Mundus. He was warped and shattered then put back together into a mindless, ever suffering servant for the demon king. The only kindness he could give his brother was an end to the pain. Sadly the island he fought his brother on sunk beneath the waves so his brother had no grave.

Nero was the youngest of Sparda's children. He helped Dante stop the plans of a mad priest who released hordes of demons on the world. He then joined his older brother on many adventures hunting demons as they went. Sadly it wasn't a battle that claimed Nero's life but his own power. From reading some of his father's old journals, Dante found out that those born with demon blood had to have their powers stabilized by their parents throughout their infant and toddler years. Nero was just a baby when their father was killed so his power became increasingly volatile to him as time went on until it killed him. Luckily he was able to stabilize his grandchildren's latent demon blood when they were young. He buried Nero with Lady and Trish and took flowers to the women's graves and a bottle of bear to Nero's grave on the last Saturday of each month.

The middle shelf had four pictures of a white haired man along with a blonde woman who looked exactly like Trish and two orange haired women with deep brown eyes.

The man was his father, the legendary dark knight who woke up to justice and fought for humanity. After sealing the demon realm away he continued to watch over humanity before falling in love with a human woman and having three sons with her. Eventually Mundus's plans of vengeance resulted in the great warrior's death.

The blonde woman was Eva, the wife of Sparda. The loving and caring woman who bore and raised him and his brothers until Mundus's demons killed her. Even now he kept the two parts of the amulet that she had given him and Vergil around his neck.

The first orange hair woman was the love of his life, his wife Yui. He first met her during a job in Japan that he took when he mistook a hollow for a demon. Then she showed up and killed it with those weird spiritual mini chainsaws of hers what were they called? Oh yeah, seele schneiders. It wasn't love at first sight, quite the contrary they were at each other's throats for years before they started dating. But then again that was what he loved about their relationship, it wasn't like one of those sitcoms where they were all lovey dove to each other with an occasional fight. They were constantly having verbal battles to see who could outsmart the other with wordplay and they loved it. It also helped that his wife could match his demonic stamina both in battle and other places. Sadly, his beautiful wife was attacked by a Vasto Lorde hollow and infected with its reiatsu. They even spent their last moments together in one last debate before a goodbye kiss. He buried his wife in the cemetery next to his brother and friends bringing her favorite flower, purple azaleas, to her grave. Even now he kept her quincy cross in a locked box in his room.

The final woman was that daughter that he and Yui had together, his little spitfire Masaki. They decided that while her relative would push the issue with her quincy heritage, they would keep her demonic blood a secret even though he still had to stabilize her potential as she grew. Masaki was thirteen when her mother died shortly after they sent her off to study in Japan with relatives. A few years later he found out she had met a shinigami and was dating him. He was wary of Isshin at first but over time came to accept the goofball and give the man his blessing to propose to Masaki. Still the man thought that he was oblivious to the spiritual world. He was filled with joy on the days that his grandchildren were born even if he wouldn't ever let them call him grandpa. He was still young dammit! Being a cambion does that for a person. He just had them call him Dante although nowadays Ichigo called him jiji to tick him off. But then it all went south again when Masaki died. He could tell that she had her powers stolen in Auswahlen and was left powerless before the hollow that was attacking her. If he had just told her about his powers about the powers she had the potential to develop then maybe she would still be with them.

Then came the fact that his depressed grandson was coming. Even when that boy was born he could sense the potential in him. He is a perfect blend of human, quincy (they are not human but can have kids with them), shinigami, hollow, and demon. He had the potential to become several times more powerful than even his great grandfather. Now Dante had no illusions about his own strength, he beat Mundus. But then again Mundus was mostly just a lump of flesh with few working parts due to his battle with Sparda, and that was one of the hardest fights in Dante's life. Dante shivered at the thought of how powerful Mundus would be if he ever completely healed. His father's journals said that it was the battle between the two godly demons that had created the Great Lakes and had broken down the Appalachians which were as tall as the Himalayas at the time.

Dante shook himself from such thoughts and looked at the pictures of his wife and daughter. "Yui, we made a mistake not telling Masaki the truth, but I'll do right by our grandchildren." He would teach Ichigo first and then the twins when they were old enough. While they didn't have as much potential as Ichigo, they were still human, quincy, shinigami, and demon hybrids and as far as he knew with this family the sky was never the limit.

"So the hollow looked like a cross between a squid and a mole rat?" asked Ichigo as he and Chad sat at a Pizza hut.

"Yes," said Chad simply watching as his friend gained a depressed look. He hated seeing Ichigo like this but what could he do? Ichigo's powers were completely burnt out and wouldn't return for at least twenty years according to Kisuke. He was alone when Ichigo found him in that alleyway being beaten by a gang. His Abuelo was dead and he had no idea how to live his life. Then Ichigo showed up and offered him friendship. He accepted and they spent the next month chasing gangs away from their school and during that time he found a purpose. To watch Ichigo's back no matter how far he went and help him protect what was precious to him. His Brazo Derecha Del Gigante was not only a symbol of his will to protect but also his dedication to his friend.

Suddenly Ichigo's phone began ringing. He pick it up and promptly answered.

"Hello?"

"ICHIGO!"

"What do you want you old goat?"

"I've decided that since the memories of what happened around Karakura are pushing you into depression daddy has decided to send you to America to spend time with your grandpa Dante away from all these memories. Say good bye to your friends and see you at home."

"WHAT? YOU BASTARD! WHAT ARE YOU-"

(Insert sound after someone hangs up on you)

Ichigo glared at his phone, "Who does that old goat think he is?"

"What's wrong?" asked Chad.

"My stupid dad is sending me to live with my grandfather in America."

Chad's eyebrows rose in a rare sign of surprise at that. "When will you be back?"

"Don't know," replied Ichigo in an exasperated tone, "Damn man child."

"Ichigo, he's doing what he thinks is right for you and I agree," said Chad surprising his friend. "You have been slowly getting more and more depressed, you need time away from here."

Ichigo just sat there contemplating his giant friend's words. "You know, that's the most I've ever heard you say in one breath," he said with a smile, "Plus it'll be nice to see jiji again."

"Do you want to say goodbye to the others?"

"You know what, no, I want to know if they notice right away."

"You know they will."

"Yeah but I think with how they have been behaving I want to know what they think of our friendship."

"I'll call you with what happens."

"Thanks."

Unbeknownst to the two seventeen year olds, a blue-haired girl with heterochromia eye was leaving.

As Ichigo returned home he was greeted by his father's flying kick which he dodged causing Isshin to get his foot stuck in the wall. "YOU HAVEN"T BEEN ABLE TO GET THE DROP ON ME SINCE I WAS THIRTEEN SO WHY DO YOU KEEP DOING THIS?"

"SO YOU DON'T GET SOFT AND CAN PROTECT THIS FAMILY WHEN YOUR FATHER GOES TO JOIN YOUR MOTHER!" yelled Isshin as he pulled himself out of the wall and launched another attack.

Ichigo simply clotheslined him, "Bitch please," and slammed his foot on the idiot's head, "Now when am I leaving?"

"Tomorrow afternoon."

"Good, that gives me plenty of time to pack."

"Ichi-nii!" screamed Yuzu as she ran into the room and clamped onto him, "Why do you have to go?"

"Oh sweaty come here, let daddy explain," said Isshin as he moved to envelop Yuzu in a hug, only to be met with his other daughter's shoe and sent flying out the door and over the railing.

"WOULD YOU STOP WITH THE BABY TALK WE'RE THIRTEEN FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!" screamed Karin with her foot raised.

"YUZU! DADDYS GOT A BOOBOO!" screamed Isshin from the ground as Yuzu ran out the door with a first aid kit.

Karin then turned to Ichigo with a slightly sad look, "Promise you'll call every day?"

"Promise," replied Ichigo as he walked up the stairs to his room.

As he set his bag out to pack he took his substitute pass out from his dresser and threw it in. He figured out what the pass was for a while ago and didn't hold it against Soul Society. He couldn't suppress his power while in his body so he was grateful that the badge did that and he would guess that Soul Society wanted to monitor a potential threat. He didn't like it but he could accept it. He then spent the next hour pacing and laid down on his bed closing his eyes.

The next morning found Ichigo outside his boss's shop to tell her what was going on. As he entered she was already waiting.

"Ichigo I have three jobs for you to do today-"

"Sorry Ikumi, but I need to quit."

"Quit! What are you talking about? Do I need to give you another lesson on dedication to work?" Ikumi yelled while raising her fist.

"No, my family is sending me to live with my grandfather in America for a while so I can't keep working here."

Ikumi was shocked at that. How dare they steal the female clients' eye candy (read: hers). Kaoru was just starting to warm up to him with how good he is with kids (excuse to say that she likes how good he is with kids). Well let's hope he works better when he comes back (She's worried about him too). "Fine, but don't expect the job to still be here when you get back, here's your wages."

"Thanks," said Ichigo as he took the money and opened the door to leave before turning around and giving Ikumi one of his rare smiles, "Till next time." He then left.

Ikumi was doing an impression of a tomato as she turned around to see her reflection in a mirror. Must be hot in here. I'm gonna miss him though. She then shook her head to get rid of such thoughts and get back to work.

(De Nile is not just a river in Egypt)

Hueco Mundo

"So he's leaving for America?" asked a mocha skinned woman sitting on a throne.

"Yes mistress Harribel," said Emilou Apacci as she bowed with Mila Rose and Sun-Sun watching from the side of the room, "apparently the memories of what happened during the war combined with the fact that his powers are gone have been pushing him to depression."

Tia Harribel, former Tres Espada of Aizen's army and known as the Queen of Hueco Mundo sighed, "Do you know where in America he's going?"

"A town on the west coast," replied Apacci as she watched her mistress adopt a thinking position.

Mila Rose then spoke up, "If you don't mind me asking, why we are bothering with this kid? He doesn't even have powers anymore."

Tia sighed as she stood up and walked over to the window peering out into the dark expanse of her desert home. "I may be known as the Queen of Hueco Mundo by hollow and shinigami alike," she said, "but all I am is the regent."

The three were confused at that as Sun-Sun began to voice the question on their minds, "Regent? What do-"

"I wasn't the one who bested our last king in single combat," said Tia evenly.

The eyes of the Tres Bestias widened, "You can't be telling us that that boy is our new king!" yelled Apacci, "His powers are gone!"

"His powers are still there," said Tia with a glare that ensured that her followers would remain silent, "They are simply trying to recover. Eventually his strength will return and I will gladly give him his throne. You ladies forget, he bested Ulquiorra with nothing but raw power and instinct and bested Aizen while I couldn't even wound him."

The women were about to continue arguing with their mistress before the doors flew open and a green blur tackled Tia.

"TIA-CHAN, WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME THAT YOU WERE WATCHING ITSYGO?" cried a full grown recovered Nelliel Tu Odelshwanck. After the war Urahara had repaired Nell's mask fragment allowing her to stay in her adult form although she did keep quite a few personality traits from her child form. Also with how Ichigo had protected her and shown his strength and loyalty, she was completely smitten with him.

Tia was annoyed to say the least, even if she was glad her have her friend back in Las Noches there was only so much patience she had with her antics. "I never told you because this is how you would have reacted and you would have gone to the human world and interacted with him which Soul Society has forbidden," she said in a slightly irritated tone.

"No faaaiiiirrrrr," cried Nell before gaining a pseudo serious expression, "I get next shift and that's final."

Tia knew she was fighting a losing battle, "Fine, nut only interact with him if his powers return not before," she said getting a nod from Nell," Apacci with tell you where he's headed," she added before walking out of the room and grinning at the sounds of Nell now pestering someone other than her.

The next morning

Ichigo awoke as the plane touched down. He dozed off in the middle of the night listening to Rhapsody in Blue on his iPod.

"Thank you for flying with us please don't unfasten your seatbelts until the craft comes to a complete stop," said the flight attendant.

As Ichigo go off the plane and went through customs he saw Dante leaning against a pillar smirking at him.

"Ichigo, been a while," said the older man as he hugged his grandson before noticing something. He sensed traces of an unknown power in the young man but they along with the other powers he had were weakened, barley even there.

"Nice to see you Jiji," said Ichigo with a smirk.

That made Dante's mood do a complete 180. "What have I told you about calling me that?" said the demon hunter irritated as he grabbed some of Ichigo's luggage.

"I call you what you are," replied the teenager with a grin.

"No respect from teenagers these days," mumbled Dante before he noticed the presence of an item in Ichigo's bag with a large amount of his energy on it. "You can tell me all about what you've been up to at home," he said with a grin because unlocking the boy's potential just got easier.

Done! I started this story around the time school got out and I worked until I got it done. This is an idea I've had for a while so tell me what you guys think. Anyway 3475 words not too shabby. For anyone wondering, yes I will have Grand Fisher make an appearance soon and the events of Fade to Black will happen somewhere down the line.

I will also say this now, this will be a harem fic, and not just for Ichigo but maybe a few others as well so far everything's still being worked and smoothed out. You guys can also expect a new chapter of Son if the Revolutionary soon.

Translations

-Auswahlen- selection

-Brazo Derecha Del Gigante- Japanese- Giant's right arm

Spanish- Right arm of the Giant

PLEASE READ AND REVIEW I NEED FEEDBACK IF I'M GONNA KEEP WRITING!

Anyways have a good summer and goodnight