Author's Note: This is my first fanfiction. Please review. I would like to thank Kimi (Kimihaine) for helping me sort out some ideas for this. I hope you enjoy, Kimi! And everyone else. :)
I do not own Bleach or Naruto. Please give credit and thanks to Tite Kubo and Masashi Kishimoto for creating such amazing characters and storylines.
It was a warm and sunny day in the town of Karakura as Ichigo Kurosaki walked up to Urahara Shouten.
"Ichigo!" greeted Mr. Hat-and-Clogs, otherwise known as Kisuke Urahara. "How pleasant of you to stop by!"
"You're the one who wanted me over," replied our orange-haired hero.
"Oh, how cruel, can't you just visit me for a nice cup of tea every once in awhile? No one comes to visit me just because they want to."
"Don't tell me you called me over here because you needed a tea drinking buddy," Ichigo said as he was about to throw a punch.
"Now, now, Ichigo, calm down," Urahara said as he talked behind his folding fan and waving his free hand. "Of course I have a reason. Come down to the basement with me; soul only, no bodies allowed."
Ichigo used his charm he received from Ukitake-Taichou to leave his physical body and he followed Mr. Hat-and-Clogs down to the basement of the shop.
"What the hell are you all doing here?!" exclaimed Strawberry as he saw a group of fellow soul reapers down in the basement standing around a large contraption that had Urahara's name written all over it.
"What da'ya think we're doing here?" replied a red-haired soul reaper with tattoos running along his body. "Urahara called us."
"What for?"
"Don't you know anything? He called us for…. for…. Why did you call us, anyway?"
Urahara hid his smirk behind his fan. "I sure have a surprise for you."
"Hurry up and get on with it," snapped the shortest of the group, a white-haired captain with brilliant turquoise eyes.
"Indeed. I do not have the time to waste here with you," agreed a noble captain wearing an ashen scarf.
"All right, all right. As soon as I can, but I do believe we are missing a member of this squad."
As soon as this was said, a short, onyx-haired maiden ran down into the vast basement of Urahara Shouten. Her purple eyes looked up to the group with exhaustion. Out of breath, it was obvious that she had been in a hurry. In a blink of an eye later, her fist bashed into the side of Ichigo's face.
"What the hell was that for?" screamed Carrot-top.
"According to my message from Urahara, I was supposed to wait for you to pick me up at 1:00. And it's 3:30!! How did you manage to forget, you idiot?"
"Shut up! I didn't get any message from Hat-and-Clogs. It's not my freakin fault!"
"I waited—," the violet eyes glanced over in Urahara's direction. The man backed away, fan still up to his face.
"Now, now. We're all here, so we can finally get started. See that thing standing behind you?"
The group turned around to see the contraption with Urahara's name written all over it. The item was decent in size, about the size of three cars, each standing on one pair of their wheels juxtaposed. It was made out of a copper alloy and shined brightly even in the artificial sunlight. It appeared to be a doorway to somewhere, but the destination was unknown to the onlookers. Over to the left of it was a cube on a stand with four colors placed on it: red, green, violet, and blue. The other two sides were blank white. The stand was clearly connected and part of the mechanism.
"This is called my Hueco Mundo Instant Teleporter." Eyes widened. "It takes you to the person you need or want to meet or fight in the Hueco Mundo instantly. Saves a lot of time of wandering around aimlessly, I suppose. Unlike last time. An improved invention indubitably. I had Yoruichi test it out successfully earlier today. She left, right away, though. She was not in the mood for a battle. Thought she'd leave it to you guys."
"So, it can take us to Aizen?" asked the orange head.
"Or Ichimaru?" asked the white head.
"Yes, yes, of course. Just as I said, anyone you want to meet or fight."
"Let's get going then!" suggested Ichigo.
"Now, wait a moment. See the color cube? I made this device so you can also travel to other places. What good is it once Aizen is defeated? So, the green means my shop, the red is Hueco Mundo, the blue is the Soul Society, and purple is anywhere else in the world of the living. The blank white ones…. I don't know. The cube was the only shape that worked and I ran out of places. That's all right, though, we can just ignore those, since the cube doesn't need to be rolled; just picked up and placed upright where you want to go."
"Well done. Urahara. I did not know you had such abilities in you," remarked Byakuya.
"Yes, yes, that's fine, hunky, and dory, but let's go already!" shouted Renji. "Time is wasting!"
"All right, let me just set it to red and fire this transporter up."
Meanwhile, not too far from the teleporter, but still in the basement, Jinta and Ururu were playing a game of baseball under the watchful eye of Tessai, who actually was asleep. It was raining outside, and Jinta just had to play, so Ururu was forced to play in the basement.
"Jinta, batting average is one thousand, comes up to bat. Bottom of the 9th, two outs, bases loaded. The game depends on this hit," Jinta exaggerated as he came up with his bat.
"Jinta, I think we should stop now. Tessai was supposed to tell us when Mr. Urahara was going to use the teleporter, and I think I hear it warming up."
"Aw. Come on, ya big baby, everything's fine. I gotta get one more to win."
"But we weren't keeping scor—"
"I don't care! Throw the ball or I'll rub my fists into your head again!"
About to cry, Ururu threw the ball. Jinta, with a perfect step and swing, hit the ball out of there. He cried, "Jinta Home Run!" It flew through the air at a fast pace, and it hit the teleporter's cube as everyone was about to step inside.
"Wait!" cried Kisuke, noticing the hit.
But it was all in vain. The group already left through the teleporter, no where to be seen.
"I hope they got somewhere safe," hoped Hat and Clogs. He turned to look at the teleporter, and one of the blank white sides was face up.