Pairings: (by dominance) Leah/Keigo, Tatsuki/Embry, Seth/Ichigo. Yes. That means Shonen ai. EX-Renji/Ichigo.
So I decided to post this story... I enjoyed writing it, and I hope you enjoy reading it. the rating may go up in future.
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach nor Twilight.
Read on.
Ichigo was left panting. He had won. He had beat Aizen along with help from Urahara. But at that moment, he felt weak. He felt empty. Hollow. He looked up, and stared at his friends and comrades. His best friend Rukia. His lover, Renji. He stared, until they all faded away, along with his vision.
-ONE YEAR AND A FEW MONTHS LATER-
Ichigo was sitting in his room, staring at the ceiling with his yellow eyes, throwing a ball and letting it bounce off the wall and back into his hand. He did this multiple times, until Karin barged in and told him to stop.
Ichigo couldn't help it. He was anxious. He was waiting for a letter. A letter of admission to the exchange program Goat Face had signed him up for. Don't get him wrong, he kicked Goat face in the face for doing it, but he still went along with it. He needed it, he needed to get away for a while.
Ichigo also knew he wasn't the only one signed up for it. He knew that Tatsuki also was put into the listing- along with Keigo, Orihime, Uryuu, chad, and even Chizuru- and could only hope that he didn't get forced to stay with them. Not that he didn't care for them, he just wanted a year alone without reminders of the soul society or the visord or hollows, or-
With a groan, Ichigo leaned back rubbing his eyes and running his fingers through his now longer hair. He stood, standing at 5'11", with less noticeable muscles, and a leaner figure. As he stretched, his black button up lifted and revealed a toned skin and slight abs. after his shoulders popped, he headed out his door and downstairs, glad his dad was gone, and sat on the couch along with Karin to watch a soccer game.
When commercials came on, Yuzu came in, holding the mail for the day, looking through it and reading who it was for. Ichigo stared waiting to see if the letter was there. After the first few he started to worry, another one. Not for him. Two more. Nope.
He was about to walk away when Yuzu smiled, and called out for him. "Ichi-nii! You got a letter!" In reply Ichigo went over and too it from her, thanking her and giving her a small smile. Afterwards he went up to his room ad sat on his bed.
He was staring at the letter, daring it to bring bad news. Daring it to say anything remotely close to a apology. But knowing that even a glare as strong as his couldn't change it, he opened the letter, and stared.
Dear Mr. Kurosaki Ichigo,
We send this letter to inform you that your application for transferring has been accepted. You have been paired up with two/three others in you school/community that have also applied. You, Mr. Asano, and Miss Arisawa will be relocated to Forks, Washington, USA. A house has already been chosen, and allowance will be supplied for 'Needs' every month.
We hope you have a great day, and have a fun time with your new roommates!
Administrate Transfer Head,
Shinoki Yuki.
Ichigo felt a full blown smile come upon his face. The letter was short, and straight to the point. Although he was slightly disappointed his wishes weren't granted, he was glad it was at least with his less spiritually aware friends.
Ichigo only stiffened a little at the vibration in his pocket, and pulled out to see Keigo's name as the contact, he sighed but still answered, "Hey Keigo." He smiled at the excited voice on the other end, "Can you believe it! America! And we're rooming! Along with Tatsuki, but still! It's gonna be so cool! I heard American girls are gorgeous, and that they-" Ichigo was more than glad when he got another call in time to cut Keigo off, doing so, and barely saying an apology, he switched over to the other caller.
"Hey Ichigo." He smiled. "What's up Tot's?" He could practically see her rolling her eyes. "You got the notice right?" He sighed, "Even if I didn't, Keigo basically just blabbed it all to me." He replied. "Thank god I saved you then. What was he talking about when i called?" Ichigo snorted, "What he always thinks of. Girls and he was about to mention breasts." Again, he could probably see Tatsukis scowl, "Oh really? And you let him?" He felt a small sigh escape from his mouth. "You know it's better to just let him talk. Plus- I'm not interested. Known fact, I'm gay."
After talking for a while, he hung up, and leaned back on his bed. Thinking about Renji. He knew that Renji would probably love to go, but wouldn't like the school. Hell, he felt a smile come to his lips, imaging what the hell Renji might wear to a school without a dress code. But after he started to think of Renji, he started to think of everything.
His tattoos.
His eyes.
His hair hanging loose.
His mouth, saying three words.
Gasps.
Pain and pleasure.
The stars going across his vision.
The feeling of waking up in another's arms.
His laughter.
His jokes.
His smile.
His face as he realized that Ichigo would never be able to see him again.
His pain as Ichigo told him that he should move on.
His anger as Ichigo left.
His love.
With a start ichigo jerked himself into a sitting position, and gasped. He leaned his head against his knees that he brought up onto the bed. He felt himself shaking, and trying to follow his own advice. Move on. Forget. Continue.
That was the final straw. He may love Karakura town, but he needed to escape, he needed out. And with that thought he slumped over and fell asleep. Dreaming of a normal place, with normal people, and normal problems.
His dream would not come true.
The Cullen's had returned to Forks and claimed their old home again two years ago. Now, they attended a different high school than forks high just in case, instead, them and the packs, both Sam's and Jacob's, attended. At the moment, the Cullen's were now under a different last name just in case. They were now the Castles.
The packs had done as they were supposed to, and their aging had slowed. Sam and Emily had their child- all the packmates that had Imprints were happy with them. Seth, Embry, and Quil didn't have theirs yet, and neither did Leah.
They were never sure if Leah could have an imprint either. And if she did, what would her imprintee be like? Would he be buff and macho like them? Or would he be normal? Would he be funny? Smart? Kind? Accepting? A good guy? Was there anyone worthy of the packs Beta wolf?
And for Embry, they wondered who would be best for their quiet shy friend. Would she be bossy? Out going? Weak? Strong? Short? Tall? Kind? Determined? Maybe dominant? Submissive? Go with the flow like they had no idea. While with Quil, the same questions bounced around their heads. What really caught them though was what to think with Seth.
Seth had told them all after the almost fight with the Voultori that he was gay. At first they had all been shocked, but The Black Pack* quickly accepted it. And Leah just got even more protective of him. Jacob too, started glaring and getting mad at anybody who looked over him with a perverted leer.
Also with Seth, it seemed he was the most different as he seemed to fully mature. He now hit the height of 6'3" and became more muscular. Yet he still had his goofy smile, his kind and accepting heart, his sweet and helpful mind. He cared for everyone and listened to them. He consoled and advised. He was the third in command, his pack needed someone who could help.
But over time, they came to accept him.
Now, they were all attending Forks Push High. A strange name, but it was a school so that kids from both the reservation- shifter and not- could attend. Same for the forks students. In fact, because of the money the school put into it, they were even allowed to accept transfers. Of course, they never were expecting anyone. Who would want to come to dreary old Forks?
None of them knew how wrong they were- neither did they ever expect for the surprise transfer to be different.
But because of the way they were role models in the cops books, Sam Uley and Jacob Black were sent to go pick up the transfers.
Ichigo was sitting in the plane the three were to ride in till they arrived at the closest airport and hitch a ride with some people they were sending out to meet with them to their new home for the while. Ichigo sighed and leaned back, the thought of how whoever invented plane seats didn't invent them for people at 5'11" height.
He sighed and looked to his right at a sleeping Keigo who had demanded the window seat, then glanced at Tatsuki who was watching a thriller on the TV on the seat ahead of her. He leaned his head back, and only cracked his eye open a little when the lady came by and asked if he needed anything. "How much are those neck pillows?" He had asked. The price, although more expensive than he thought it could ever be, was barely worth it. But still, he closed his eyes.
He was in a forest. There was movement in the tree's, and he kept twisting and spinning trying to see what it was. He could feel himself getting frustrated, and after a couple spins he lost sight. He looked around, worried. He felt eyes on him, as if he were being hunted. But he knew not to show fear. Animals could smell it.
His dream self knew that whatever it was, it wasn't human, shinigami, hollow, or any in between. It was to foreign to him. And even though he felt hunted, he felt no need to fight. He felt as if he was being hunted for a different reason than food, anger, or any morbid reason. Rather that he was almost being…. seeked.
Crunch.
He spun on his heel, but seemed to slip, only to be caught in tan arms. He felt safe. Protected. Cared for. Loved. And feeling these emotions, he looked up the non-tattooed arms trying to find the face of the man and-
"Sir! Sir! The plane is landing! We'd appreciate it if you were to put on your seat belt and wake up." Ichigo blinked blurredly at the lady before nodding and complying. He felt both Tatsuki's and Keigo's eyes on him, causing him to raise an eyebrow in both of their directions, only for them to turn away.
With a shrug he got ready to get off. Forgetting completely about the dream.
They exited the airport, each with their own bags, a little later than they expected. Turns out bringing training items used for sparring did seem to put them on edge so much they had to explain to them.
And after fifteen minutes, they were told they'd get them back after claims. Which they did, and headed out.
Sam was waiting outside his car with a non-buttoned up shirt, along with a tight short sleeved Jacob waiting for the three foreigners. They silence, although to others may seem strange. But as Alpha's, they both had the ability to send thoughts to the other when they wanted. So they were keeping tabs and both searching when Sam caught sight of something bright, and noticed an orange haired teenager along with another boy and female.
The orange haired teen was wearing a long sleeved black button up with the sleeves pushed up to his elbows, revealing scars on his arms -that looked like he'd been struck with glass- and his eye's were covered by sunglasses, he had on a white vest with what resembles a light blue cross on both folds, along with faded jeans and simple sneakers.
The brunette boy was wearing a plain red t-shirt with some Japanese written on it, along with jeans and a pair of high tops.
The girl with short front and long in the back black hair was wearing a shirt hidden by a black jacket, and some plain black pants that hid her shoes.
Both knew they were the transfers and raised a sign with their names on it. The orange haired one who happened to be the tallest- still not as tall as them though- saw it, and gestured to his friends, and they all headed over to them.
The girl was the first to introduce herself. "Hello," they could understand her clearly even with her accent, "I'm Arisawa Tatsuki, but here in America I'm Tatsuki Arisawa." She held out her hand and shook both their hands with strength they didn't think she could possess.
The next was the- now seemingly over hyper- brunette. "Asano Keigo! Going by Keigo Asano here!" With a smile he shook both hands enthusiastically.
The orange haired kid was straight forward and held his hand out. "Kurosaki Ichigo. Ichigo Kurosaki." And the instant his and Sam's hand met, Sam felt an almost feeling of respect surge through him. He could tell the shorter man was a fighter, already a warrior, who knew how to hold a weapon and knew how to do it right. He also knew that Jacob could tell to by the way his head tilted to the side slightly. Afterwards they introduced themselves and helped them load up, before getting in the car.
Ichigo knew there was something strange about the two men in front of him. Something not natural. He really hoped he was wrong, was hoping that it was just his training that made him assume such things, his paranoia. But he could still see the way they looked, it seemed familiar, but not quite.
With a shrug he looked out the window, unconsciously listening in on Keigo and the cuter guy- Jack? John? Something like that. He couldn't remember- talking. He was asking certain things and figuring things out. Turns out they'd be going to Jacob's high school along with a couple other of his friends, along with his Girlfriends adoptive family.
He tuned out and thought about the situation, unknowingly sending the conversation through a filter in his mind that looked for anything wrong. And because of that, he heard Keigo as he replied to a question about their home town. "It's a quiet little place that has a supernatural feel to it," at this his trained eyes noticed them seemingly tense a little, "I can see why people would think about that though-" Keigo continued, "With the random explosions, and the time every one fell unconscious and that one time that a truck- which was never found- drove right through the Kurosaki household. Thankfully no one was hurt then." He could feel their curiosity rising.
"Then there's the gangs. They aren't good. Heck, Muziro and I did nothing but be close to Ichigo and a gang started attacking us- without even thinking if we were innocent! Of course, Ichigo and Chad beat the shit out of them-"
Ichigo was getting slightly annoyed. "Keigo. Can you please not talk about others in your stories?" He said to Keigo with a blank voice making Keigo blink, then nod. "Alright alright. What do I say though?" Ichigo shrugged. "Lie, it's what you do with all the women you flirt with." At this Tatsuki cut in. "and how has that helped him?" Causing Ichigo to chuckle and Tatsuki to laugh slightly, and a flustered Keigo switch to English and start muttering how saying that was bulling and how he thought they were all friends and that they had betrayed him.
Ichigo felt the two men's attention turn to confusion at their talk in their home language that they didn't know. But all ichigo did was let his small smirk turn into a scowl again and looked out the window and contemplated removing his sunglasses. Not only were they bothering him again, but he wanted to take the chance of them freaking out over his poisonous yellow iris's, and deal with it already.
With this thought he took out his phone and texted Tot's.
Ichigo: I want to take my sunglasses off.
He listened as her phone vibrated slightly, she looked at it and replied.
Tatsuki: Are you sure?
A little ding.
Ichigo: They're bothering me. Plus, it's better to just get it over with.
Vibration
Tatsuki: go ahead. If they say anything I'll punch the hell out of them and beat them up.
Ichigo smiled and put his phone up, knowing they had gained the attention of the one driving- Tim? Tam? Sam? Yeah that's right, Sam!- as he took his sungla
Sam had to force himself to not send the car flying off the road when he saw the orange haired kid remove his sun glasses.
He thought he knew what eyes were like. Whether blue, green, brown, amber, even red. But never before had he seen pure yellow eyes. They looked like something kid's would've had nightmares about, something on a monster, or maybe even in the shadows, stalking things. Not on a teenager that smelled human.
He instantly sent the picture and thoughts to Jacob, who took it in stride and looked over. "Hey, what's up with your eyes?" he asked in a questioning tone. They watched as Tatsuki frowned at him. "I don't know if it's different here, but it is rude to ask that." Jacob held his hands up in surrender, "Sorry, didn't mean to offend your boyfriend-" he was cut off from the shrieks of the two. "WHAT?!" Along with the cackling laughter of the poor- and now beaten- brunette sitting between them.
"Ichigo is like a brother to me- we've known each other since we were little!" Tatsuki said annoyed. "So?" Jacob questioned. "It's not possible! There is no way it could ever happen!" Ichigo said. "Why not he questioned, and was answered by Keigo. "Because he'd gay."
After the revelation things went quiet, before they shrugged it off and said there was nothing wrong with it- in fact they were friends with a gay guy. But before they could talk more, they turned down the drive way for the three's new place, and as the rounded the corner, they were shocked to see a traditional Japanese household.
"Well," Keigo muttered, "At least they were considerate?" He said trying to be optimistic. Tatsuki replied, "They couldn't make the top portion stunning because I contacted the workers and asked for a built in dojo for the basement." "What?!" "Good." Were the two reactions she expected, and received.
Sam questioned why that she and ichigo were happy, while Keigo not so much. She replied with, "Me and ichigo fight and spar. We are kind of violent. Keigo isn't. At all." Which made Keigo groan and talk about how unfair it was that he was forced to room with two fighters, who liked to hit him to! He went on about how he was going to die before she hit him and waited patiently for him to get out.
Soon they entered the house and waved Sam and Jacob off, and claimed rooms. Ichigo chose the one with a window out towards the forest, and closest to the basement, and was the master room. Tatsuki got the second largest with the view of the garden they had put in, and Keigo got the smallest, which was shockingly still a decent sixe, with the view of the drive way with the flowers and tree's surrounding it, making it seem ethereal.
While there, they were shocked to find two pairs of keys for the cars and three house keys.
The cars were simple, there was the blue SUV with enough room for any dojo or big cargo, and there was the truck.
Ichigo liked the truck. It was a Black dodge with crimson trim, and a silver underside. No one mentioned the similarities, but it was noticed. It was decided that that car was mostly for Ichigo's use only.
With those thoughts in mind, they retired to sleep letting Jet lag get to them.
Jacob and Sam called a meeting for both packs along with the Cullen's and they all gathered on the border where they had set up a fire pit and they were all sitting. They waited till everyone was there, and told them about the transfers. About how the orange haired seemed beyond his years, yet was a human. How he had strange eyes, and how his scars showed violence. And the way he seemed cold and lonely. And they commented on his sexual status. They told them about his eyes, always looking for escape routes, and his way of listening. They commented on how he seemed to know they weren't normal, yet he never commented on it.
They talked about how the brunette was the most talkative, and how it seemed that the other two seemed to consider him the younger brother they could pick on, and they talked about how the orangette had started to talk to the boy in Japanese and make him seem to realize what he was saying.
They told them about the girl who seemed to be a fighter, although not as experienced as the taller boy, and how she had requested a dojo put into the home. They talked about the way she knew Ichigo since childhood, and how she seemed to be the big sister to both. They talked about how they felt strength in her hand shake that was more than people would suspect.
After listening to all this everyone thought it over, and Rennesme commented to her imprint Jacob. "What does this mean though? Are they a threat? An ally? Neutral? What?"
Jacob replied to her, answering multiple questions, "They aren't enemies. They were sent here in aq transfer, not by choice. And if they cause problems they'll be gone at the end of the year. No problems there."
They all listened and nodded. But it was obvious that Rosalie was getting impatient. And it was recognized by everyone. "So what do we do? Talk to them? Be their friends? What?!" She demanded annoyed.
Sam replied to her, saying they should be welcoming, and make sure nothing bad happens to them, and he stressed the bad part. But they all nodded at him in understanding.
Hey... so what do you think? it's my first try at a crossover, and I have always loved this sections ideas. so I wrote my own.
Review please!