Hi everyone. I wrote a couple of Fairy Tail fanfiction (ff) but this is a first time for writing a Bleach one. So I apologize if my limited knowledge shines only a little bit in this story. I am mostly writing this ff from the anime. You will have an idea of the setting for both anime once you read the story.
The inspiration struck me as I was reading a couple of really good Fairy Tail and Bleach crossover fanfiction. I thought about what if Lucy's spirit ended up in Bleach's world. Though I must warn you, this story will be Lucy centric as most, if not all my ff, are centered on my favorite heroines. And this ff will be a Lucy harem. Again, this is my first attempt with such a thing as a harem.
I don't know if my attempt is successful but let me know what you think.
Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach and Fairy Tail.
Warning: Characters are going to be ooc. Sorry but I write how they appear and interact in my head.
Fairy Tail
Lucy Heartfilia failed to save her friends.
They were swallowed by the black inky stuff that made up Tartaros and she was the only one left standing between three demons, not that it mattered Loke, her lion spirit, and Virgo, her maid spirit, were keeping two of them busy.
"Such a weakling," one of the demons, named Jackal, taunted. He kept blasting her with bombs, damaging her already weakened body. Her magical energy was waning. She didn't know how long she could support both Loke and Virgo. Another blast hit her rock hard in her abdomen causing to kneel over.
With the little energy left, she reached for another golden key at her side.
"No!" Virgo cried. "You don't have enough power to open another gate!"
Lucy shook her head, the movement caused her to wince. She bent over. The water splashed around her bloody and battered frame. The water was high enough to cover her nose and mouth. If she shut her eyes, she could finally join the others…. Except they weren't dead. They were sucked in some part of Tartartos that she couldn't reach them.
She chanted the words as the golden key flashed brightly in her hand. A mermaid with an urn appeared, hovering over the water. Blue eyes assessed the damage before anger engulfed her face.
"What have you done, Idiot, summoning me here when you can barely stand on your two legs?"
Lucy was panting for air. "Not en-ou-gh time." She used what little energy she had left in her arms to keep her from face pummeling in the water.
"Close her gate, Lucy!" Loke called out to her. "Your magic is not stable to have three of us out at the same time!"
She blinked her eyes. There was dark laughter echoing in the air. "Such a pathetic little Fairy."
"What did you say?" the cold voice came from mermaid who wrapped an arm around Lucy, picking up her limp body from the sloshing river.
"Such pathetic creatures. You should join the rest of your friends." The demon leered.
Loke was going to say something when the other demon attacked him. Virgo was busy dodging the attacks from another demon.
"N-ow," Lucy whispered to the mermaid spirit who once belonged to her mother.
The spirit raised her urn, large amounts of water poured from it and stopped Jackal's next explosion.
"I can't keep this up for long. Your magic is diminishing." Again, she raised her urn to pour water out of it. The demon fell down from the slaughter of waves hitting him all at once.
"I-I." Lucy could barely form words. She blinked again.
"There is only one choice, Lucy. You have to break my key and summon the Celestial King."
"Wh-at?" she gasped.
"You must sacrifice-."
"No!" Virgo screamed as she was shoved into the ground. Her battered form couldn't handle the fist from the other demon. She shimmered and disappeared into the celestial world.
"Aquarius, don't let her-." He never finished his sentence. The demon struck him with dark magic, making him vanish into the celestial world too.
"In order to save your friends, you must call on the Celestial King," the mermaid warned her. Jackal came at them with another one of his explosions, but Aquarius was able to dodge it in time.
"B-ut…."
"Stop being a baby."
Moisture gathered in her eyes and she blinked them again. The tears fell into water like droplets of rain. Her vision was blurry as she recalled what happened to her friends. She wasn't able to stop the black stuff from covering her friends and she and Aquarius were the only two left to fight against three demons.
Another explosion sounded not too far away from them and Lucy grunted in pain when the mermaid spirit evaded it.
"Now, Lucy! Break my key and summon the Celestial King!"
The demon's attack hit them and Lucy found herself crashing into the water. Aquarius' limp form was right next to her. The urn had shattered into pieces.
She blinked. A tall form hovered over her. "Such a pathetic little Fairy. Too bad we couldn't play some more with you."
He past her and put his foot on the mermaid's hand. Lucy heard a muffled pain and her spirit's words came back to her. "Don't be useless."
She needed to break Aquarius' key in order to summon the Celestial King in Earth land. However, she would never see her friend again.
She closed her eyes and barely lifted a golden key that somehow remained in her hand. Using the last magical energy she could muster, she broke Aquarius' key. Tears ran down her face in rivulets as a bright light temporarily blinded the demons. Then it fell from the sky, striking through the big block floating in the air. Immediately, the light formed into a stocky masculine frame of the Celestial King. His silver hair, golden armor, a long sword and mustache became clearly visible.
"Y-ou," she panted before allowing her body to slump in the water. The broken key fell from her still hand to sink in the water.
A nasty laugh crackled in the air. "It's too late old rival. The one who summoned you is dying," the man named Mard Geer said. Both demon and celestial spirit looked at each other but with every passing second, Lucy was struggling to keep conscious.
"I…." Her eyes shut tightly. Breathing was becoming harder as the water splashed over her. The liquid was getting into her nose and mouth. She could feel the lower part of her body sinking into the water.
"Sor-ry."
Her last breath escaped her parted lips as her heart stopped. Her body sank into the river along with the broken key while the Celestial King used the last of his magical power to create a white light that scoured through the earth. It was strong enough to free the Fairy Tail members from the black inky stuff that imprisoned them and to petrify Mard Geer into stone.
"I'm sorry, old friend." The Celestial King was fading into nothingness. "I'm sorry." He bowed his head to hide the anguish overtaking his face when two of Lucy's friends arrived at the scene. They were shocked and saddened at what they saw. There was a broken and battered body of a blond girl lying on the river's edge along with a shattered golden key.
The Celestial King vanished, taking the last brightness of Fairy Tail.
Karakura Town
There were two different worlds. The regular world and the spiritual world.
Not that it mattered to the world of the living, but there were some people, referred to special people who could see spirits that walked among the living. An orange haired teenage guy was one of them as he noticed a feminine form standing in the middle of the street during daylight hours. Her face was tilted upright, giving him a clear vision of her profile. She appeared young, in her teenage years. Her eyes were dark, large, and round. She had quite a curvaceous form as he let his eyes wander down her body. His face tinted with color before looking away.
"You see her, don't you?" Wind plucked at a wayward strand of the raven haired girl standing next to him. She gathered her hair in her hands to keep it away from her face.
"Sure," he said. The spirit lowered her head and glanced around before stopping at them. He saw large pools of brown eyes widening at them. Then he saw the hole in her chest that led to a long never ending chain, except the chain wasn't silver like the other souls he encountered. This soul had a golden chain and the reiatsu was different from any other soul he had met but it was a strong one.
"It's impossible," the girl from next to him whispered. Her dark eyes widened as she took a step toward the spirit.
"What is?" he asked.
"She's not from around here," she said. "Don't you feel her reiatsu and see her chain?"
He nodded his head. As if the figure could sense them moving toward her, she stepped back. The white dress she had on swayed around her bare legs.
"Do you think we should help her move on?" he questioned.
"I would but she's a lost soul."
"A lost soul," he repeated the words. He frowned, not liking the sound of it.
"They are souls who are from other worlds."
The orange haired guy turned his attention from the blond spirit to his friend. "Are you saying there are other worlds besides the Soul Society and wherever dead people go to once the Soul Society deems it's okay for them to pass on."
"Yes."
"Then do we let her wander around?"
"No. If she does, her unusual reiatsu will attract unwelcomed hollows."
"We definitely can't afford that," he said.
He was about to accost the spirit when her eyes widened and she took another step back. Rukia Kuchiki grabbed his arm and stopped him. "We can't startle her either or else she can attract hollows."
His eyes narrowed on the spirit. "So what are we suppose to do?"
"I need to contact the other Soul Reapers in the Soul Society?" She pulled out a cell phone from her pocket.
The strange feminine form retreated further.
His hands clenched into fists while he gritted his teeth. He felt a sudden urge to help the spirit. He tugged at the hand holding his arm.
"Let me go to her. At least let me talk to her."
"No, I don't think that's a good idea," Rukia said. "Who knows if she's like the other spirits."
"We'll never know unless you let me try."
He heard Rukia sigh before letting him go. "Approach her slowly."
He fought the urge to roll his eyes. Rukia meant well but she forgot that although he might be a Substitute Soul Reaper, he had enough experience dealing with spirits. He saw them and helped some of them move on before he met her that one faithful night.
The strange spirit moved back as he walked slowly toward her. He lifted his hands into the air as a sign of peace in order not to alarm her. He could tell by the widening of her eyes and how she splayed her arms and her legs wide apart that she was waiting for the right moment to bolt.
He stopped a few inches away from her with his hands still in the air. Calmly, he introduced himself. "Hi." He waved one of his hands. "My name is Ichigo Kurasaki. What's your name?"
The spirit blinked her eyes at him. He decided the best way to get her to open up was if he kept talking to her.
"I usually travel here to go to school and I've never seen you before. By the way, you're in Karakura Town. I have been living here all my life." He scratched his head with one hand. The other one went limp at his side.
She looked less panicked and more focused on his words. She brought small fists over her chest as she blinked at him again. Another urge went through him, one to protect her. Usually, he helped souls that couldn't defend themselves but this feeling went beyond those. He could compare the feeling to wanting to protect his friends and family.
"Do you know how you got here?"
He wasn't expecting an answer. She shook her head. Long blond tresses followed her dainty movement.
He swallowed. "Where are you from?"
"Fiore," she whispered. Her voice sounded sweet. It was Ichigo's turn to blink his eyes.
"Fiore?"
She nodded her head.
"Where is that exactly?" He never heard of a place called Fiore. Was is it a place in another country? But then he remembered Rukia told him that this spirit was from a different world.
The blond girl shrugged her shoulders. No longer deeming him a threat, she lifted her face toward the sun. Ichigo's breath caught at the sight. He gulped nervously and laughed sheepishly. The girl's eyes darted to his own. "I'm sorry, I never got your name."
"Lucy… Lucy Heartfilia."
She removed her hands from her ample chest to clutch at the hem of the white dress.
"Lucy is a nice name," he offered.
A small smiled played on her pink lips. He felt like he should say more things to make her smile. He scratched his head again. What the heck was happening to him?
"Do you know how you got here?"
She shook her head as her eyes went back to stare at the sun.
"You know you can get blind if you stare directly into the sun?" It was a stupid thing to say, but she tilted her head in his direction and a part of him was glad to see another smile displaying on her pretty face.
"The sun rays are so beautiful here like in Fiore," she whispered. He craned his neck to look at the sun but had to partially shield his eyes with a hand.
"It is beautiful. It's funny how I walk down this street every day and I don't take notice of such a simple thing."
"You're not the only one who doesn't notice the simple things they have in their life." Her face turned serious.
What was that statement supposed to mean? Another person came to stand on his side. He saw how the blond girl's figure stiffened.
"I'm sorry." The dark haired girl apologized. "My name is Rukia Kuchiki."
"Lucy," she said.
"I'm sorry for startling you," Rukia said and she lowered her head.
"It's alright. I don't belong here." She raised her arms to emphasize herself.
Rukia and Ichigo frowned. "Why do you say that?"
The spirit smiled sadly as her eyes had a far off look. "I have traveled to different places in Fiore with my friends and never came across a place like this one." She paused. She lifted a hand to the chain dangling from her chest. Her fingers curled around it. "Besides, I never had one of these hanging from me before."
Ichigo gulped. For some reason this spirit made him nervous.
"What is the last thing you remember?"
The spirit shook her head in dismay. Tears sprung in her big eyes. "I failed to save my friends and now I must wander here in this unknown world as punishment for failing them."
Ichigo could hear Rukia's gasp. "So you're aware that you're not from this world?"
"Yes."
Rukia didn't know what to say to that.
"Did you get in contact with anyone from Soul Society?" he questioned as he turned to look at his petite dark haired friend.
"No. I can't get any signal."
So basically, they were screwed over. They didn't know what to do with the spirit in front of them. On one hand they could try to help her move on. On the other hand, they could wait with her until someone from Soul Society came along. However, the golden chain linking the spirit into the real world was only temporary. And the longer they waited, the more this spirit would attract hollows from the spiritual world. She was a sitting duck.
"We can't wait here all day," he said as he clenched his hand into a fist.
The spirit regarded him with a confused expression on her face.
"How about you go to school and I stay here with her?" Rukia suggested to him.
"And if a hollow attacks you, you'll fight it?" he returned with a question.
"That's the plan," she said with a frown.
"You forget that your powers haven't fully returned as yet?"
"You forget that you need me here when you go into your Soul Reaper form."
His eyebrows tugged together as he folded his arms across his broad chest. Rukia was talking about when he turned into a Soul Reaper, his spiritual form left his body and his body was vulnerable to any attacks. He needed someone to move his body while he faced the hollows.
"Then we both stay here with her," he said.
"You don't need to," the blond spirit commented. "I can stay here by myself." Her voice sounded so distant and depressed.
There was something about the blond spirit girl being sad that didn't sit right with her angelic appearance. Ichigo's eyebrows joined together. Since when did he think about her being angelic? He slightly shook his head. He could see Rukia's facial expression and she looked somewhat baffled. Maybe it was a good idea that both of them stayed with her. Her depression might turn her into a hollow since either a depressed or vengeful soul became a hollow once devoured by a hollow.
"That's not a good idea," Rukia said.
The blond girl titled her head curiously at Rukia. "Why not? I've been standing here since the sun came out."
"Well, you're not from around here and there are things that hunt lost souls like you."
What Rukia said must have been a slap to her face. The spirit glanced down at her arms and the golden chain dangling from her chest. Her breathing quickened and her eyes widened.
"I never thought I will become like one my celestial spirits."
"Huh?" Rukia dumbly questioned.
The blond girl reached for something in her pocket and took out a rusty ring with rusted objects hanging from it. The rusted objects appeared to be keys. Liquid falling on the blackened keys caught his attention and he looked back at her with astonishment. She was crying.
"These are my friends too," she said almost too quietly for him to hear.
Had she gone crazy? How could keys be her friends?
"I have a magical ability to summon spirits from the celestial world. These are keys to unlock them from that world."
He blinked his eyes several times. Magic. Keys unlocking a celestial world. It all sounded like the girl went bonkers before she died.
"Hey Rukia?" He elbowed his friend. "Are you sure she's from a different world?"
His friend nodded. "Look at her chain. Have you seen other spirits with the same color?"
"No, but it sounds like she's gone crazy."
Rukia hit her forehead with a palm and sighed, then she hit him on the head.
"You do know she can hear you."
"It's okay. Maybe I am crazy. I mean how did I get here to begin with? It has to be a part of my imagination."
"Look what you did," Rukia hissed. Ichigo backed away from her. The last thing he wanted was to get her vex. Nor did he appreciate the spirit second guessing herself.
He raised his hands in the air. "I didn't mean that and you are in a different world."
"I know different worlds exist," the blond girl said. "I've been to Edolas." She began counting the different names on her fingers while tears were falling from her eyes. "The Celestial World, and my future me went back in time. But then again, I can hope all of this is a dream."
He couldn't help but wonder where she came from if she could time travel.
"However, it doesn't matter now. They're all gone. Everything is lost. I don't even have her key anymore."
"Whose key?" Rukia questioned, sensing the spirit was at her breaking point.
"Aquarius," she answered.
"Who?" Ichigo broke in.
"I sacrificed her key to summon the Celestial King and it was all in vain." Then she collapsed on the ground. She quietly sobbed about failing her friends.
Ichigo had friends, who were special like him. They could see hollows and the wandering souls who weren't ready to depart into the Soul Society. If he lost one of them…. Heck, he blamed himself for many years for killing his mother when it was a hollow who was responsible. The burden he walked with all those years and the grief plagued him. He could only imagine a little bit of what she felt.
"Look, now you did it. You made her cry," Rukia hissed at him. She hit the back of his head, causing him to yelp.
"I didn't mean to," he said while rubbing the sore spot where she hit him.
"Whatever. You need to be more understanding. Be less grouchy and be nice for once." Okay, maybe he deserved to be lectured by Rukia. A lot of people tended to tell him he was too serious for his own good. But he was an older brother of two sisters, and he had a weird father. In a way, he had to grow up and be the mature one.
Rukia knelt by the spirit's side and began patting her head. She said words of encouragement, which was rare, considering she was a Soul Reaper. Most of the time she was solemn and thoughtful. It was in perilous situations he was able to get some idea of her thoughts.
All of a sudden Rukia and the blond girl stilled. He felt it more than heard it. A strong spiritual aura reeked the atmosphere. All around them got too quiet. He stood his ground as he looked around him.
There was nothing.
He tilted his head back and closed his eyes. He tried to sense the spiritual aura's location.
Still there was nothing.
"Rukia, did you bring the glove?"
She already had the black glove on. Before he saw it coming, she pushed at his body until he felt his spiritual form leave his body. His body slumped over in her arms.
The crying girl peered through her fingers. She wiped the tears away with the back of her hands while stumbling to her feet.
Wariness pricked over his senses. The acrid spiritual presence wreaked havoc to a point he couldn't sense it. Since when did hollows become strong or even get brains?
He drew his zanpakuto from its sheathe. The blade felt at home in his hand although it was big for its size. The sword was only big due to him having large amounts of reiatsu.
Then he saw a looming shadow by the blond weeping girl. He made to move by her side, but astonishingly, she turned her head toward the shadow and moved out of its way before one of its tentacles could strike her.
He shook himself out his haze and brought his zanpakuto on the withdrawing tentacle. The hollow's scream pierced the air. He skidded to a halt before he saw another one. Rukia was able to drag his body out of harm's way. The spirit was standing next to her. Her round gaze on the two hollows.
"Great. There's two of them."
The hollows turned toward him due to the amount of reiatsu that he was emitting from his frame. If he could distract the hollows long enough, Rukia and the girl named Lucy could get away. The hollows were grotesque, with bulging shoulders and arms. They were enormous in size and black in color. Their faces were covered by white masks with line patterns. Their eyes were beady and red.
He rushed at them as more tentacles dashed at him. He slashed them out of his way with his zanpakuto, his limbs became blurs of movement. Rukia and Lucy were running away with his body in tow but he knew Rukia would return to assist him.
A tentacle breezed past him. Another one caught his left shoulder. Instantly blood welled and began to leak from his injured shoulder as the tentacle pulled away. He grunted in pain. The other hollow moved to strike him, but he evaded it and brought his sword down on its mask. The hollow shrieked as the mask began to crack.
"One hollow down. Another one to go."
He struck his zanpakuto on the other hollow with all of his strength on top of its head, but the blow missed the hollow's face. It jeered and lunged for his throat.
Ichigo reared back and brought the heel of his foot to the hollow's side. He heard something cracked. Then he swiped his zanpakuto to the other hollow's side. It shrieked in pain before stepping back and disappearing into thin air.
Ichigo scanned his surrounding to see Rukia standing beside a building. His body lay on the floor next to her. Only the blond girl was missing. He frowned.
"Where's the blond spirit?" he asked.
Rukia checked behind her and then right back at him. "I don't know. She was here a second ago."
"You've got to be kidding me?"
In an instant, they heard a scream.
Down the street, the hollow held up the blond girl by her throat. She struggled to free herself from its grip while her legs dangled in the air.
"Shit," he muttered. He didn't know if he could make it there in time to save her without her being severely injured. But he had to try.
He dashed down the street, his spiritual energy rising with his intent to kill the hollow. A tentacle wrapped around his foot, making him slightly trip. He caught himself in time and jumped into the air. He slammed his heel into the hollow's face. Part of the mask cracked. The hollow screeched in pain. Ichigo had to cover one ear. A light flashed briefly, causing him to stumble back and to close his eyes. When he opened them, the blond girl was free. A fighter with blond hair punched the hollow with light bearing from his fist. He was long and slender and moved as graceful as a dancer when he twisted and ducked from the tentacle dashing at him.
"Loke," the spirit whispered. She blinked her eyes and shook her head before she peeled away from the fight and hurtled toward Ichigo.
"We can get out of here now. Loke can handle this," she said to him as she grabbed his arm.
"No. I'm a Soul Reaper and it's my duty to destroy hollows," he answered, pulling his arm from her grip. She stared at him with wide eyes.
He turned his attention on the hollow when he saw the newcomer rammed his fist into the hollow's face. The mask crumbled and hollow screamed before it's body began dispersing into nothingness.
The newcomer's suit had dust as he straightened his cuffs, dusted off his black suit and rolled his neck. Ichigo didn't waste time. He sheathed his zanpakuto on his back and he slammed the newcomer to the wall of a building.
Rukia had joined them when the blond girl yelled at him. "Stop! He's not going to hurt you! He's a friend of mine!"
"I thought you lost all your friends."
"I thought so to but he's here. Please stop hurting him," she begged. Ichigo didn't like to hear Lucy pleading nor did he like to see her crying.
"Next time, leave the fighting to me," he warned the stranger.
"I was only trying to protect my mistress."
Ichigo raised an eyebrow. "Mistress?"
"He's one of the celestial spirits I told you that I can summon with my keys." She raised her rusty keys at him, except there was one key that was gold and shiny.
He shockingly stared at it while he let go the stranger. Coming back to himself, he stepped back and examined the spirit's friend. The guy's face was covered by shades. His blond hair shown in the sunlight. Dark intelligent brown eyes peered through the depths of his spectacles. And his aura seemed strange.
This stranger was no ordinary human. He wasn't a spirit like the blond girl either because his chest didn't have a chain.
"Who the hell are you? And how can you see me?" he questioned the stranger. Instantly, his right hand reached for his zanpakuto.