Yes.. I have come back...
Keroro Gunsou is my favorite anime~ Although they might seem a little OOCish... *bows* I'm sorry... Although this may be the first Bleach/Keroro Gunsou corssover fanfic... I hope that you may enjoy this, and that I will try my best to update and work on my writing...(My writing grades dropped for some reason... T^T)
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach and Keroro Gunsou.
Chapter 1: Ichigo, Keroro, & Natsumi, an Unexpected Encounter! De arimasu!
"Kukuku…" Kururu chuckled. His giant computer was glaring at him as usual as he freely glide his hands over his keyboards as usual.
"Now this is an unusual energy wave…" he remarked, as he clicked his mouse. "Karakura Town…?"
Kurosaki Ichigo swung his sword above his head. With one dominant swipe, the hollow was slashed in half and disappeared into blue particles.
"That was easy," Ichigo mumbled. Casually putting his zanpakutou back in place, he did an about-face and started to walk.
Squeak.
"Hm?" Perplexed, Ichigo added extra weight to his feet.
Squeak.
"What the heck?" he said and finally looked down. Right under his feet, sandwiched between the ground and his foot, was a green, soft and mushy creature.
"Gah!" he flinched, as the creature's arm twitched. He immediately jumped backwards, pointing a shaky finger at the frog-like creature.
"Wha-What the heck is that!"
The green frog thing got up on its feet, rubbing its head that looks like some kind of yellow headgear with a red star.
"Gero…" it groaned.
I-it talked! Ichigo thought frantically.
"Ow… What just stepped on me?" it said again, blinking.
Ichigo closely examined the creature. It was green, with a white stomach and a star in the middle of it. The yellow headgear thing has to flops at each side of its head, and it has wide, circular eyes. But what Ichigo noticed first was its slender(he flinched at the sound of it), glossy-like arms and legs.
It… can't see me, right? He thought.
The green frog thing crossed its arm. "But… Exactly where am I, de arimasu?"
De arimasu? He thought frantically again.
The green frog began to walk straight towards Ichigo, in which his heart seemed to jump in surprise.
"Hmm… Exactly how far have I gone, de arimasu? Natsumi-dono can't chase me this far if I have come into an unknown place… Besides, it's all Natsumi-dono's fau-Ow!"
The creature rubbed its sore head gingerly. "Ow, de arimasu! There's nothing there, so how did I bump into something?"
The orange head stared at the slimy creature. "What is he, an alien?"
"Gero? I hear something!" the creature exclaimed, as he pressed his hand against his ear... uhh… headgear flop?
"Oi, can this guy hear me?" said Ichigo.
"Hmm…" the green object stroked its chin thoughtfully. Then he shrugged and said, "Of course not!"
Ichigo sighed in relief.
The green object then began to walk again. "I may be getting old, but not old enough to start hearing things. It must be because I'm listening to Natsumi-dono's rants too much… Ah, that's right! Maybe if I ask Kururu get the 'If I can Start Life over Again!' gun, then I can torture Natsumi-dono as a child! Gerogerogeori! I'm such a genius, de arimasu!"
What the hell is this frog saying? Ichigo thought flabbergasted. He seems to be an alien… Great, first there are shinigami and ghosts, now there are aliens!
"Ah, that's right!" the frog said excitedly, flopping his fist into his open palm, signaling his newly created idea. "If all pekoponians were to become kids, then taking over Pekopon would be a piece of cake! Now! Let's hurry up and go back to the Hinata Resi-"
"…Stupid Frog…"
Apparently, the 'Stupid Frog,' flinched at the familiar, life-threatening female voice, which made him sweat badly as if he's bathing in boiling water.
Of course, he didn't forget that murderous presence behind him, which seems to be raging with fire, cracking her knuckles to badly that it, was like the sound of gun shots to him!
Nervously, he glanced over his shoulder with a weak smile decorated in sweat. "H-Hey, Natsumi-dono…"
The red-pink haired female, Hinata Natsumi glared at the 'Stupid Frog.'
"Mind repeating your words from before?" she said, snapping her knuckles even more for more murderous effects.
The 'Stupid Frog' gulped as more sweat run down his slimy, green face. "Wha-What words, Natsumi-dono?" he said innocently, rubbing his hands together and putting on his most skeptical face, although unsuccessfully.
That was then, when Hinata Natsumi snapped, and grabbed Keroro Gunsou, -the green frog- by the head and gripped him hard.
"Don't play dump with me, you Stupid Frog," Natsumi said. The words that escaped from her mouth was like poking Keroro's spine with a sharp, freshly taken out from a below freezing freezer, rod.
"Na-Na-Na-Natsumi-dono? Exactly what kind of statement are you-Gero!"
Natsumi then gave him the noogie. Her hands her rolling so fast and deep into both sides of his head, that you cannot even see her machine-like hands!
"I said don't play dumb with me, you stupid frog!"
"GERO! Na-Natsumi-dono, mercy, please!"
Ichigo watches the scene, colors drained away from him, leaving him flabbergasted. It was like watching a lame action movie, with so many dramas and unexpected twists. Well, in Ichigo's opinion.
Well, it's not like they can see him, or so he thought.
"Na-Natsumi-dono, Please spare me!"
"You stupid fro- Huh?"
The red head's furious actions stopped as she stared straight at Ichigo. Ichigo stared at her back, blinking, and Natsumi returned to the blinking.
They blinked at each for a while, until both of them step a foot back, pointed a finger at each other and said, "WHAT?"
Ichigo said it first, his finger shaking at her. Kurosaki-san, it is bad manners to point at others. "You-You, you can see me!"
"Huh? Of course I can see you! Rather, why are you dressed up like that?" Natsumi replied, returning the finger.
"What are you?" said Ichigo.
"I should be the one asking you!" said Natsumi.
"Umm…" said Keroro, blinking at the red head. "Natsumi-dono, exactly who're you talking to, de arimasu?"
"Stupid Frog, are you blind or something? He's right there, in front of you!" Natsumi pointed at Ichigo again, in which Keroro squinted his wide eyes and cocked his head to the side.
"Gero? Natsumi-dono, I don't see anyone. Ah, could it be that you've finally gotten old?" Keroro then grinned cheekily at her. "Oh, my, you pekoponians sure do get old and tired easily. But maybe for Natsumi-dono, it's because you're yelling too much like an old lady-" He was interrupted when he felt a tight squeeze on his neck.
"You. Shut up," the female said.
"A-Aye, sir," Keroro choked out.
Natsumi then dropped him to the floor and walk to the orange shinigami. "Do you mind explaining why I am the only one who can see you?" she asked as politely as she could.
Ichigo scratched his head and sighed. "Well… Although I don't know how to explain, but it's because you have a spiritual pressure which is higher than average humans."
Natsumi stared at him as if he's gone crazy.
"Err…" Ichigo scratched his cheek, his eyes going from that way and this way. "Well, to start off, ghosts are everywhere. But people can't see them, because their spiritual power is not high enough to see it."
"Eh? Then does that mean you're a ghost, as well?" Natsumi gasped.
Ichigo waved a fast hand. "No! I'm not dead yet! I'm a shinigami!"
"A shinigami? As in, the shinigami who reaps souls!" Now she began to feel frightened. Although, she's always caught up in unusual situations at her own house.
"Well… How do I explain this? A shinigami doesn't necessarily reaps souls; we send them," he pointed his finger in the sky. "To Soul Society. In our language, it would be heaven."
Can I seriously believe this guy? She thought doubtfully. First, weird aliens come to my house, and now more ghosts? C'mon now…
"Well… Putting those asides," Natsumi took out her hand. "I'm Hinata Natsumi."
Ichigo stared at the hand for a moment, before gladly taking it. "I'm Kurosaki Ichigo."
When they let go of their friendly handshake, Natsumi began, "Umm… Would you like to come to my house? So then… You can learn more about this guy right here…" she pointed at the Keroro on the floor.
Ichigo stared at the green blob on the ground. He nodded absent-mindedly.
This is probably the longest time I've stared at the white screen... It's not a lot to read, but it's quite a lot to write... 1,402 words, no wonder... This time, I double checked all the mistakes, but if you find any mistakes, please, please, point it out to me and I will immediately correct it!