A/N: Yo! My friend and captain (She cosplays Soi Fon a lot and so everyone calls her captain. She made me her Lt. :D) Inspired me to write this when she drew a few Bleach/vocaloid crossover pictures. I decided to write a fic based on the evil saga vocaloid songs. The characters are as follows (Don't question it, just go with it); Son of Evil (daughter of evil/Kagamine Rin) Shirosaki Ogichi, Servant of evil (Kagamine Len) Kurosaki Ichigo, Daughter of Vengeance (Meiko) Matsumoto Rangiku, Prince of Blue (Kaito) Grimmjow Jeagerjaques, Daughter of Green (Hatsune Miku) Nelliel Tu, and Son of White (Daughter of white/ Haku Yowane) Hitsugaya Toshiro. I had to change the lyrics of some of the songs a bit to make the ideas flow, but it is the same general meaning. Anyway, here we go.
Son of Evil: Shirosaki Ogichi
"So, Shall we begin?"
There was, once apon a time, in another place
An evil kingdom who no person dared to face
And the ruler was a boy so mean
A handsome young prince of age sixteen
Shirosaki Ogichi lounged comfortably in his throne, his snow white hair shining brightly in the morning light. An evil smirk twisted the sixteen year old's handsome features into a fearsome sight.
So much furniture littered his abode
His loyal servant whose likeness surely showed
Zangetsu is what his horse was named
All the riches in the world is what he had claimed
"Is there anything you need, my prince," a soft voice floated to the prince's ears. He turned his head to watch as his loyal servant came to kneel before him. His evil grin softened into a warm smile as he gazed at his younger twin, Ichigo. "Yes. Have Zangetsu saddled and ready, little brother. I have some business in the kingdom," he replied warmly. "As you wish," Ichigo replied.
If you're short of money, that's no fearful thing
Just take it from those you dangle on a string
To those that feel they want to bring him down
Will just end up dead on the ground
The prince took every last coin from the auburn-haired girl. He watched her blue eyes fill with tears as he pulled the raven-headed rebel to the guillotine. He let out a sadistic laugh as he watched the man's head roll. He never noticed the harsh glare the girl sent his way.
"Now, Bow down to me!"
Evil flowers steadily bloom
With an array of colorful doom
But the weeds that feel they want to stay
will just die and feed me the same anyway
The prince had a love for a man
Of blue who wasn't very much his fan
But instead he chose the neighbor's girl
Of green whose eyes shone like a pearl.
Ogichi watched the prince of the Blue Kingdom from afar, letting his eyes roam over the broad shoulders and muscular frame. He wanted that man. It was no secret that he was bisexual, and what the prince wanted, he got. But the prince of Blue didn't pay him any attention, instead he was completely focused on the Daughter of Green.
The prince knew this and was filled with rage
He called for his servant, locked in his cage
And said in a soft voice not to be heard
"Make sure the Green Country is badly stirred."
Ogichi paced the throne room, rage rolling off him in waves. How dare the Blue prince refuse him. How DARE he? "I will make him suffer," He growled. "ICHIGO," he yelled for his servant. "Yes brother," Ichigo asked calmly as he entered the room. Ogichi stalked up to him and whispered in his ear. "Find every woman with green hair and destroy her."
Houses of people were burned to the ground
so many voices would no longer make a sound
The people who had suffered so much pain
Didn't get pity from the one who had slain
Ichigo entered the palace, covered in blood. "It is done brother," he said, though there was a slight shaking in his voice, betraying a hint of sorrow. Ogichi raised an eyebrow but didn't comment. The church bells rang and he looked up.
"Oh, It's tea time."
Evil flowers
steadily bloom
with an array of bloody doom
Even though the flower is so very refined
The thorns had driven its garden to decline
Ogichi noticed that his brother had been distant since he had returned from the country of Green. Had he done something wrong? He didn't think so. He simply shrugged. Whatever it was, Ichigo would get over it soon enough.
To defeat the prince was no easy task
but the people could no longer wear their mask
Like a flock of birds they were led by
A red lady mercenary into the night
A redheaded woman, clad in red armor, stood before the yellow palace. "You will pay," she growled. Beside her stood the Prince of Blue drew his sword, a long bow slung across his back with his arrows. They would get revenge on the Prince for taking their lovers away.
All the anger that had built up over the years
Now consumed them without any fears
And the army was battered from the Green war
Their attacks were not much of a chore
Soldier after soldier fell to the Red and Blue mercenaries. They were closer to the prince than ever before, and they were ready to take him down.
Once they fell the countrymen surrounded the court
The servants ran away as time was short
The young handsome prince would not pose a fight
As he was finally captured in the night
The prince stood against the wall, a scowl marring his handsome features. The Blue Prince stood before him, rage flaring in his cerulean eyes. He raised his sword, placing it against the younger male's throat.
"You're such a disrespectful man."
Evil flowers
steadily bloom
with an array of finest doom
How the paradise he made for himself
put this broken doll right back on the wooden shelf
There was, once apon a time, in another place
an evil kingdom who no person dared to face
and their ruler was a boy so mean
a handsome young prince at the age of sixteen
He was to be punished at three o'clock
when the church bells resounded a tock
the person who was once royalty
was bored in jail with no loyalty
The prince was bored, the only thing in his cell being a barred window. He sighed, waiting for three o'clock to come, the time of his execution.
At the time that eventually came
the church bells to him sounded rather lame
without looking to the faces of the crowd
said he with eyes in a shroud
"Oh, it's tea time."
The blade of the guillotine fell, ending the evil prince's life. A mysterious figure pushed his way out of the crowd, regret tugging at his heart. The man ran as far away from the yellow country, thinking of his brother who now lay dead.
Evil flowers steadily bloom
with an array of colorful doom
Now the people speak of him without a second thought
the son of evil received what he sought.
A/N: Kkayz, first one done. What do you think? Please R&R! Bye-bye now!