Keitaro, the Shinigami!

A Love HinaxBleach Crossover

Should I even bother to attempt this? I decided to give myself a challenge and crossover 2 animes that have NOTHING whatsoever to do with each other. I'm not sure if this is possible, but I did it for fun, due to my unbelievable boredom as of now. So let me know if this could work out?

A couple of quick notes, this fic will be focusing on the action part of Bleach rather than any romance. Some character interaction, but I made this fic more for the action and seeing if 2 completely different stories could mix.

None of these characters are mine! No one and nothing! Alright? Good. Now here's my first attempt at a crossover. Let me know if this works.

Reading both Love Hina and Bleach manga or watching their anime is suggested. I'm not one for explanations, and I sure as hell don't want to explain that promise thing again.

Oh by the way, lots of character deaths from Love Hina. That's what's expected of course.

-----Chapter 1

Keitaro Urashima walked along the halls of the Hinata dorm, bored as usual. It was silent and even though all of its residents were there, there was nothing going on at all. In fact, nothing exciting had happened in the dorm for the last month.

For anyone who has ever been to Hinata dorm, would know, that the very idea of a boring Hinata dorm would be crazy. Keitaro Urashima surely must be lying, they would say. How could Hinata dorm, where explosions occurred daily and males were frequently seen flying off into the sky, be silent? The only time the crazy building was ever quiet was at night and early times in the morning, and on special occasions, when only a few or no residents were currently inside.

Then again, for those people who had been there in the last month would know why the dorm was so quiet, so boring, so…depressing.

The story of how Hinata dorm came to be this way was long but it could be told really quickly just by observing Keitaro Urashima.

Keitaro sighed and went to the living room to find Kitsune sitting on the couch not doing anything at all. Keitaro waved his hands in front of her. She did nothing. He also started doing a dance that resembled a drunken guy on crack. She did nothing. She didn't even seem to notice him at all. Keitaro chuckled and floated through the wall to go outside and went around the dorm.

WAIT? FLOATED? THROUGH A WALL? FLOATED? How was this possible? Why not ask the man yourself?

My name is Keitaro Urashima, 19. My birthday?I forgot. The only date important in my memory right now is the day I died. I am Keitaro Urashima, former manager of Hinata All-Girls Dorm. And I died last month.

Chapter One: Death and the Ronin; The Day I Died.

Keitaro Urashima. The last person you would expect to die. His astounding ability to stand back up no matter what happened to him was amazing. He was sent flying to the altitude that most planes couldn't reach. He got hit directly with missiles, punched 500 feet away, sliced by a katana and a special energy called "Ki". So how was it that a single car could kill him?

Keitaro was walking home after one of Naru's usual punches from accidentally peeking in on her in the hot springs, which sent him flying several miles away. As usual, he appeared back at Hinata in an instant. While he was crossing the street to Hinata, a speeding car apparently hadn't seen the red traffic light. It was going at over 100 MPH, an impressive speed, especially in a city. The driver, Kentaro Sakata, had been trying to impress a few lady friends with his new sports car. Even if he had seen the red light, he couldn't have stopped in time; the car was simply going too fast.

The car had killed him on impact. That would be counted as a mercy seeing as how Keitaro somehow got stuck below the car, leaving the car to drag him for several hundred feet before the car could finally stop, leaving a massive streak of blood, that would have killed him either way even if he did survive the impact. He never had a chance.

All Keitaro remembered was crossing a crosswalk and then seeing a speeding car rush at him. One second, he was walking and the next he was floating in midair, seeing his own body dragged and beaten up. At first he thought he was either drunk or high or dreaming. How could this happen to him, the invincible ronin?

He watched silently as the paramedics came. He continued to watch as the police apprehended the driver. And then his family came, crying as they saw his beaten up body. Then finally, he saw the Hinata girls, come, all of them crying once they saw his body. He was finally forced to realize the truth. He was dead. He was dead and he wasn't coming back. He wasn't going to miraculously stand up and started walking away as if nothing happened. He was finally dead.

He couldn't believe it. He didn't want to. How could his body suddenly give up like that after so much? The frustration he felt at never being able to fulfill his promise to both his promise girl and Naru. The pain he felt as he saw the person he loved most, Naru, sitting in her room, not saying anything, nor eating, only crying. Was this his punishment? What had he done to deserve this?

He had worked so hard in his life trying to fulfill a promise. He gave up nearly everything for that one goal and now he was killed in an instant. Was the universe that cruel? All of that time… wasted. His life…meaningless.

And now, he couldn't even pass on, forcing to spend the rest of his life as a ghost, watching as his loved ones tore themselves apart. Even watching Naru and Motoko beat up on Kentarou, the driver, didn't help.

Shinobu seemingly lost the will to live. Su shut herself up in her room everyday. Naru cried nonstop. Motoko would furiously train and meditate nonstop, hardly eating any meals. Kitsune would continue to drink alchohol, and she drank more than he had ever saw. Why did it have to be like this?

Keitaro sighed and stopped his moment of contemplation, cursed himself for sounding like some horribly depressed haunted spirit and drifted throughout Hinata Inn again, watching each of the tenants before finally settling down in the kitchen to eat dinner with them. Not that he could, but he felt comforted by the fact he could sit down with everyone despite the gloomy atmosphere.

Naru seemed to blame herself entirely, as if it was entirely her fault that Keitaro died. Kitsune tried her best to make Naru feel better, but it was hard for her since she was always drinking. The table was quiet as always. Keitaro sighed for the 30th time that day. After all, once you die, insulting people without them hearing you could only entertain you for so long, as long as you're not a total ass. Plus, the fun of insulting Naru and Motoko without getting blasted into the sky wore off a while ago.

After dinner, everyone returned to their rooms and the quiet gloom of Hinata Dorm was back. Keitaro floated around in a bored way. What was it that kept him bound to this world? How long would he have to stay here? He once thought that the promise girl was what bound him to this world, but the more he thought about it, the more that it felt wrong to him. What was it that wouldn't let him pass on?

It's not like he was absolutely bound to Hinata Inn. He could go anywhere he wanted. He often saw other ghosts, quite a few actually. He talked with them every now and then, but it only ended up depressing him more, since they always talked about death or something, which only reminded him of his troubles and how he was slowly becoming like them.

As the night settled, and the sky darkened, Keitaro once again sighed and floated throughout Hinata Dorm.

That's when he heard a loud crashing sound and then a screech.

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A dark figure stood alone on top of the building. Suddenly, a bleeping sound was heard and the figure immediately responded. "So you're finally here eh?" and the figure was gone.

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A sudden small rip in the sky appeared. A strange monster like thing flew out and landed out in the front yard of the Hinata Inn. The strange monster had a white mask that resembled a soul, and had a monstrous body. This monster was huge, over 15 feet tall.

Yes, this creature is a hollow.

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Keitaro floated through the front door of the Hinata Dorm to see the hollow.

"What the hell is that?" He said, slowly backing away. The hollow screeched, the strange sound echoing all around. The sound was deep, and had a strange torture sound to it, adding a ghostly quality. Somehow, Keitaro sensed that he was the only one that heard the figure. "What are you?" He shouted before backing away back into the dorm. Keitaro didn't know how he knew, he just felt as if this being was dangerous. He tried to go back to the safety of the inn.

He was too late. The figure reached out and grabbed him, bringing him close to his mask. The thing spoke in a deep, monstrous voice. It sounded strangely evil but had a little human tone in it as well.

"I shall devour you!" screeched the hollow as he brought Keitaro's ghost to his mask. Then the hollow opened his mouth through the mask. Keitaro screamed as he came closer to the hollow.

No! What's going to happen? I don't want to die…again Keitaro thought desperately as he plunged downward. I still have to tell her…that…

Keitaro closed his eyes, expecting his life as a ghost to be over as well. When he opened his eyes he found himself still alive and well on the ground. A figure stood in front of him, clothed in a black kimono. Attached to his belt was a katana, similar to Motoko's but only a bit longer.

"W-w-who are you?" Keitaro managed to whisper. He couldn't get a good look at the person's face, since it was dark.

The figure refused to answer, only drawing out her blade and getting into a position. The hollow screeched and raised its gigantic fist, bringing it down on the earth with massive strength.

The person in the black kimono dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the enormous fist. The fist made contact with the ground, making the earth shake violently and created a huge crater in the middle of the street. The hollow attempted to raise his fist and strike again but he was too slow.

The person didn't waste any time slicing her blade down on the arm. Keitaro expected the blade to break or at least fly out of the person's hands, but instead, the sword sliced straight through the arm, slicing it off just below the elbow. The figure screeched and another rip in the air opened up, similar to the one that it came out of, and the hollow jumped through, still screaming.

The figure cleaned off the blade and sheathed, turning around to face Keitaro.

"W-who are you?" Keitaro shouted, not quite sure whether he should run.

"You there, soul, do you know where Karakura town is?"

"What?" Keitaro replied in confusion.

"I was supposed to be at Karakura town, but I ended up here because of that hollow just then. Where is Karakura town?"

"Karakura town? Y-yeah it's to the west of here…" Keitaro replied. Why was this person asking that?

"I see. Thank you. I still have to wait for that hollow to return, so I guess I'll just…" She drew her blade and aimed it at Keitaro.

"No! Stop! I don't want to die!" Keitaro cowered in fear. The blade came down on Keitaro and his eyes close, expecting the worse. He knew he was dead again this time.

However when Keitaro opened his eyes, he saw that the bottom of the grip of the sword was on his forehead, not the blade.

"Don't worry. I'm sending you to Soul Society, a place of peace. You will not die. Rest in peace now, soul." The person said. There was a sudden light and the entire area was illuminated in blue light. Keitaro could see the person's face for the first time.

The person was definitely a woman. She had a feminine face, large eyes, and dark hair that reached to the base of her neck. Her dark hair was pulled away from her face except for a few locks of hair that was in the middle.

The light continued to glow, and for the first time, the woman seemed to lose her composure, and started to strain a little bit.

"What? This guy is fighting against my Soul Burial? Does he regret something so much that he refuses to be sent to Soul Society?" The women whispered to herself, her face in clear frustration.

Keitaro felt a strange sensation within himself. At first it was relaxing, and then suddenly, he felt as if something strong inside of him tried to escape and something else tried to stop it from leaving. It was starting to feel uncomfortable and then it felt downright painful.

He gasped in pain and his face was similar to that of one who was tortured. The pain continued to increase as if something was violently tearing him apart inside. He started screaming as the pain multiplied.

The women also seemed to struggle. Her brow was furrowed in concentration, and her hands were shaking. She suddenly gasped and retracted her sword, the blue light disappearing. Keitaro collapsed, gasping for air.

"This guy… who is he? There's something that he needs to do so bad, that he resisted my Soul Burial?" She looked down at her sword and then returned her gaze towards Keitaro, keeping quiet.

"Are you alright?" She finally said and knelt by Keitaro.

Keitaro gasped and managed to say, "W-what the hell… was that?"

"I'm not sure. This has never happened before. From what I could tell, you have something that you wanted to do so much, that your soul somehow overpowered my zanpaku-to."

"What? Za..Zan..what?" Keitaro said in confusion; most of the pain was gone by now.

"I guess I will start explaining everything until I figure out what's going on. What's your name, soul?"

"M-my name?" Keitaro replied; he thought the woman would introduce herself first, before asking for his name. "My name is Keitaro Urashima."

"Very well. My name is Kuchiki Rukia. I am a shinigami." The woman stood up and Keitaro could see how short the woman was. She was really short… wait, did she say she was a shinigami? Keitaro thought, wondering how his mind would wander to people's heights after something like this happened.

"S-SHINIGAMI? What the hell are you talking about?" Keitaro said.

"Hmph, very well, I shall start from the beginning." Rukia said as she sat down and indicated that he should as well. Keitaro complied and sat down.

- - - -

"Ok, so you're a shinigami?"

"Correct"

"And you're supposed to kill these bad souls are called Hollows, and you're also supposed to send souls that can't pass on to a place like Soul Society like me?"

"Correct. Any questions?"

"Yeah… what's with those terrible bunny drawings?" Keitaro asked, pointing at Rukia's drawing of a bunny.

KA-POW! Rukia had punched him in the face. "That's not the point. Do you believe me?"

"Not really. But then again, it doesn't really matter if I'm dead though." Keitaro said, smiling and rubbing the back of his head.

"Hmph" Rukia turned her head. Keitaro actually began to chuckle a little.

"So, what are you supposed to do now?" Keitaro asked, trying to strike up a conversation with this so-called "Shinigami".

"My original area was in a town called Karakura, but the Shinigami that was to cover this area, wasn't able to be here at this time of night, so Soul Society ordered me to take over for him for about a hour until he returns. I will have to stay here until he comes back." Rukia said, standing up again.

Keitaro stood up as well, "Then why…" He stopped as he heard that same screech.

A rip was opened up in the air near the Shinigami and the same hollow jumped through, with its arm fully healed. The hollow screeched that same sound again. Rukia immediately had her sword drawn and went into position.

"Get back" Rukia shouted, while facing the hollow.

Keitaro quickly backed away; he knew he should have run, but he was curious about how a "shinigami" fought.

The hollow rushed her raising both its arms and crashed them onto the spot Rukia was standing on.

It was too slow, and Rukia had already jumped up, avoiding the hit, and raised her zanpaku-to. She made a battle cry, and descended down, bringing her sword down.

But the hollow still had a few tricks. The Hollow bent down and suddenly a tentacle appeared out of the hollow's arm and protected the hollow.

Rukia's blade swung down and hit the tentacle. She took advantage of it and used it to place her foot and spring off, raising her sword once again. She struck her blade down on the hollow. She missed and the hollow dodged backward.

Rukia cursed and then brought her blade up again, this time opting to strike from the bottom in a diagonal slash. The hollow blocked it with its arm, but that in turn cut off his arm.

The hollow screeched that same strange sound and attempted to flee.

"Like I'll let you get away!" Rukia shouted and jumped after the hollow. Rukia was much faster, and was directly in front of the hollow's mask. The hollow screeched and opened its mouth rearing its fists back.

Rukia pulled her blade back and then thrusted forward in a stab. The sword pierced through the mask up to about half of the blade. The hollow screeched again one last time before shimmering and disappeared, with the body scattering into a million bits. Rukia landed gracefully, sheathing her blade as she landed.

Rukia closed her eyes and turn toward Keitaro, "You can come out now."

Keitaro slowly stood up and walked toward Rukia. "T-t-that was cool!" Keitaro stammered.

Rukia smiled, the first time Keitaro had seen her smile. "That was nothing. He wasn't that powerful of a Hollow." Suddenly her expression turned more serious "But I still don't know what to do with you. I can't send you back to Soul Society, but I can't just leave you here."

"You say that the only reason that I'm stuck here is because I have something I needed to do?"

"Yes."

"Well I think I know what that is. Can you wait here for a while please?"

"That's fine for me. Take your time." Rukia said and sat down on the nearby bench. Keitaro thanked her and immediately started running to the first place that came to his mind.

- - - - -

Tokyo University

"Heh, I'm finally here. After failing 3 times and also" Keitaro chuckled some more "dying, I'm finally here. It's too bad I couldn't come here with Naru though or that promise girl, but it's still great to have a chance to be here even after I die." Keitaro smiled. He stood in front of the enormous main building and pondered over many things. Hehe, death really can make me feel thoughtful for once Keitaro thought and looked at Tokyo University for the last time before turning around. He knew it would probably be his last time there. He started floating back towards the Hinata Inn.

"Now I know what I need to do." Keitaro whispered to himself.

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Keitaro walked back inside the Hinata Inn in a strange ghostly sort of way. Rukia was right were he last saw her, sitting on the bench, with her eyes closed in deep thought. She didn't give any acknowledgement that Keitaro was there except for a quick nod. Keitaro nodded back and entered the Hinata Inn.

He knew exactly where he wanted to go. He could have walked there with his eyes closed. Keitaro ended up standing in front of Naru's room and took a deep breath and floated through the door, half expecting Naru to punch him. He laughed at himself for this; He was still afraid of Naru after all of this time.

Naru was sleeping on her futon messily. Her room was dirty and trash littered the entire room. Keitaro couldn't help but feel responsible; Naru seemed to have given up on life after Keitaro had died.

Keitaro knelt down next to her and smiled again.

"Ha, if you could see or hear me right now, you'd probably get pissed at me. I'm trying to act all cool and movie-like" Keitaro laughed. "Well Naru, who'd have thought that the reason I was stuck in this life was because of you? Well actually, pretty much anybody will believe that since all that I've done. If it weren't for that hollow, I wouldn't have known how to pass on. Right before I thought I was going to die, I realize the reason that I couldn't pass on was because of you. My whole life flashed before my eyes in that moment, just like the moment I died and I realized something, that you were the best part of my life."

"Well I don't really know what to say, Naru, you can't really hear me. So I'll just say it Naru. I love you. I've always had. I've always felt happy when you were around, even if you were blasting me off to the sky. Thank you for everything. Thank you for making the last year of my life wonderful. I've spent nearly 15 years of my life as a loser trying to achieve a dream that I won't ever be able to achieve. You made my life actually happy for the first time. I might never have been able to meet that promise girl, but you'll always be my loved one. Please don't hold your life back because of me, that'll just get me angry with myself. Get into Toudai for me and fulfill the promise I couldn't keep. So thank you Naru, for everything and sorry that I'm leaving you like this, but it's time to go. So here's the goodbye I never said. Goodbye Naru, I love you." Keitaro bent down and kissed Naru on her forehead. He didn't feel anything. He paused before he slowly stood back up and walked to the door taking slow long steps.

He wanted to cry. He wanted to turn around and kiss Naru over and over. But he used every last bit of his willpower and kept on turning until he heard something.

"Keitaro…love you too…" Naru mumbled in her sleep and turned over. Keitaro stopped. He just stood there for several seconds before leaving the door, with a huge smile on his face.

- - - -

Back outside, Rukia was still sitting on the bench. Keitaro walked up slowly. Rukia, sensing something, stood back up and nodded.

"Are you ready?" was all she said.

"Yeah" was Keitaro's reply.

"Alright then. Get ready." Rukia pulled out her zanpaku-to and brought the bottom of the sword on Keitaro's forehead. Rukia smiled and told Keitaro "Don't have any worries when you go into Soul Society. It'll just hurt more. You don't have to worry about anything again, Keitaro Urashima."

"Yeah, thanks for everything Kuchiki Rukia." Keitaro said, and finally felt at peace for the first time since he died. He looked at the Hinata Inn for the last time and caught a sight of the sandbox where he made the promise.

I wonder- Keitaro thought just before his body sunk into the blue light.

Rukia closed her eyes and sheathed her sword, before disappearing in the night.

Keitaro opened his eyes as if he had just woken up from a dream. There was a blue sky in front of him.

Is this Soul Society?

Keitaro stood up and heard something.

"Welcome to Rukongai."

End of Chapter 1

Please review and give me your opinions! After reading a few good (and bad) crossovers, I decided to try my hand at one, so I'll just see how well I do.

Any advice, suggestions, comments, flames are welcome. Please please review?

I thought that this was a little rushed, so if anyone else thought so, please tell me now. And yes, Keitaro will become a shinigami. As well as another Love Hina character (Take a guess).

I will try to keep this more to the Bleach storyline, because making it more of a Love Hina story would…be boring and repetitive and mixing the storylines was… too hard, time and effort consuming.

Please don't mind Rukia being there to save Keitaro. I thought of having another shinigami save him, so as to not interfere with the bleach storyline, but I decided to come up with a half-assed excuse. Don't mind it too much. Yes Kurosaki Ichigo will appear later. And not as in one of those weird crossovers where Keitaro somehow HAPPENS to encounter some character from another anime and they become INSTANT friends and have a frenzy with pairings. I'm trying for a more of an adventure edge than a romantic one, unless enough people review and want otherwise. I'll also try my best keep it as realistic as possible anime-wise.