a/n: Something I felt that needed to be adressed: This is not a crossover. The reason that Lust and co are here are because they are the seven deadly sins and have nothing to do with FMA. Not that I have anything against the show. I loved it and am watching Brotherhood.


Ichigo had agreed to accompany everyone back to Urahara's, so it was no surprise that he found himself staring down a very familiar alleyway. For a second the scene changed to the red, white, and blue uniforms of the Shinigami Academy covered in blood and attaching to lifeless bodies. When the battle had reached the point where there was just simply too many enemies for the Gotei 13 they had called in the Academy students to bolster their ranks. It was a move that Ichigo cursed with his very soul.

Renji noted the distance in the other red head's gaze as he looked down one of the many alleys in the town. He had seen that look before, hell he had worn it a time or two himself. He wondered then just how Ichigo and the others were coping with the after affects of the war. They didn't have the resources of the Gotei 13 to make sure they kept sane and able to perform their duties. It wasn't like they could just go to a normal therapist either. They would be labeled as delusional and locked up for sure.

Just as Renji opened his mouth to make a comment about having them come in to speak with one of the psychologists, he felt the sudden appearance of several powerful reiatsu. Everyone in the group froze for a second before reflexes honed by surviving numerous battles clicked into gear. Almost as one they were out of their physical forms and had their zanpankutos out. A rather large fireball landed where they had been seconds before and forced them to scatter in different directions. They looked up to find the source in the form of seven arrancar, or that was the closest comparison that they could make. Not one of them had a mask that was visible, though all carried katana.

"Well I'll be a monkey's uncle," one of the females said with a wicked smile on her face. "Amaterasu just keeps getting more inventive every time we play this game. Shinigami, huh? It hardly matters, though." She gestured towards them as she spoke, giving the silent command to attack. Ichigo found himself facing a woman in a Chinese style dressed and loose pants with deep black hair. She unsheathed a golden colored blade with no guard. She bowed humbly to him.

"I am Pride," she rose and waited a minute for him to say something. "Well? Are you not going to introduce yourself? How rude," Pride remarked as she took a running leap at him. Ichigo blocked the swing and nearly stumbled backwards from the force behind it. She may have looked like a light weight, but it was clear that she was not. As she used sonido to move behind him, it was clear that he was not going to be able to hold back in this fight. He jumped out of her reach and onto a nearby roof top. He watched as she moved to follow him, two words escaping his lips: "Ban Kai."


Renji barely had time to summon his Ban Kai before he was set upon by one of the males. His brown hair was dirty and matted like it had never seen a brush in its life, and his eyes were the color of dried blood. His movements were jarring and fast. He even managed to score a glancing blow to Renji's shoulder before he could wrap Zabimaru around him in a defensive position. The sin let out a howl like a wolf in human form.

"Shinigami!" he cried as he watched the weaving pattern of the red head's zanpankuto. "Do you fear me, hiding away in your cocoon? Are you afraid of Wrath?" Renji's response was Zabimaru's head rushing the arrancar. Wrath let out a cackle that reminded him way too much of Kenpachi-taichou during a battle and grabbed both the upper and lower part of the giant serpent's jaws. In one movement, disregarding the fact that the Ban Kai's teeth were sinking into the palm of his hands, he ripped the lower jaw from the upper. Zabimaru let out a howl of pain before Renji used his reiatsu to mend the two back together again. "Nifty trick," Wrath noted from his perch on the roof next to the new commander, "but not nifty enough." He flipped off the roof, drawing the blade at his side. It was a deep indigo from the very tip to the hilt. Renji was forced to dive in between the coils of his Ban Kai n order to escape the path of the blow. The ground cratered where Wrath landed and he was there barely a second before he was moving again.


Rukia wondered at the absurdity of her predicament. She was currently hiding behind a large trash bin from a walking, talking teddy bear. The creature barely came up to her needs and its voice was like that of a little boy; but that was where the resemblance to a child ended. She had watched it mercilessly use some kind of heat vision to incinerate a harmless cat that had come across its path. It had seemed to delight in the blood that was left over and had danced around the poor thing's corpse. It had caught sight of Rukia afterwards, and challenged her to a game of hide and go-seek. Her only hope for the moment was to stay hidden and somehow sneak up on the creature from the shadows of the alley.

"Where, oh, where are you hiding shinigami?" the little bear asked tilting its head to the side like it was listening to something. Rukia blinked as she went to draw her sword, and the teddy bear like creature disappeared. Panicking somewhat, she looked frantically all around her for it. "Silly shinigami," she heard the voice and froze. Slowly, she looked up to find the bear staring down at her from its perch on top of the lid of the trash bin. She barely had time to perform shupundo before the spot where she had been was demolished. Just what the hell was this thing?


Gluttony watched as her fellows divided themselves among the shinigami in order to try to figure out which one was their target it. How boring. Fighting was so pointless to her. It wasn't like you could even get a decent meal out of the bits left over. Speaking of meals…She watched as the gigai grabbed the carrot topped body and begun to retreat to an area that looked like it would be outside the fighting. A devious grin lit her face. Here was her perfect opportunity. She could get a practically free meal and inconvenience the shinigami they were fighting. She floated in the air behind them, waiting until they had thought that they had escaped the fighting.

"Well, well," Gluttony said putting her hands on her over ample hips as she descended to the ground in front of the huddling group. They started like a flock of sheep in a wolf's presence. Oh, yes. Easy pickens indeed. She closed her eyes and spun on one foot a finger pointing away from her. She stopped and clapped delightedly at where she was pointing. "I'll eat him first," she said licking her lips as she looked at the carrot top. There would be no struggling to cause her indigestion from that one. The response of the gigai's mod soul's surprised her as they closed ranks around the body. Could it be that they were actually trying to protect her food? "Got some fight in ya'll after all, looks like," she flashed them her teeth in an evil grin, "Good. Makes the taste all the sweeter."

The first gigai, oddly enough another red haired one, rushed at her, fist closed. Gluttony grabbed it, yanking him forward as she leaned her face into him. With a sickening crunch she bit into skin, muscle and bone at the juncture of where shoulder met neck. Blood running down her chin she let him go chewing nosily. The gigai looked shocked as she swallowed and licked her lips.

"Nowhere near as good as a human, but I'll take what I can get. So, who's next?"


Lust watched the fight progress until she was certain that all participants were engrossed in their private battles. It would not do to have someone interrupt her search. Delicately, she reached into her cleavage pulling out a small thin silver chain with a small black orb on the end. It was vaguely reminisce of the one that rest around Renji's neck. She held the end of the chain between her forefinger and her thumb, moving it so that it was some distance away from her.

"Seek," she commanded and the orb glowed. It was a rather rare relic that had cost her years and an unimaginable amount of money. It would recognize the opposite of what she sought and try to bring itself into contact with it in an effort to be whole. It glowed brighter and swung so it was pointing to where two redheads were fighting, the carrot top on the roof of a building while the darker red head was on the street below. She moved so that she was hovering over the carrot top's fight and earned a raised eyebrow from Pride for a split second before her attention was taken elsewhere. The orb was no longer straight out, but was not the least bit interested in Pride's prey. Her eyes locked onto where Wrath was fighting. With speed that made it look like teleportation, she appeared behind Wrath who was busy taunting his opponent. She reached out with the hand not holding the chain and grabbed Wrath by the back of his head. With a quick jerk, she threw him into the building next to them before he had time to react.

"Who the hell are you?" the red head asked as the coils of his serpent like Ban Kai opened enough for him to be able to see what was happening. Lust snapped the orb back into her hand and put it back in her pocket.

"I am Lust," she said loosening her sword in its sheath. "And you have something that I want." Renji knew better than to give into the temptation to look down at the necklace her could feel against his collar bone. So this was what the Goddess had meant about others seeking it. Well, she had given him the mission of protecting it. With a delft flick of his wrist, he sent Zabimaru in her direction.

"Come and get it, Lady," he said smirking as he saw that she was not making any move to dodge in time. She reached one perfectly manicured hand out as though to stop its attack.

"Fool," she stated as the large bone-serpent came into contact with her outstretched palm. "You've just exposed your entire soul to me." With a twist of her wrist to the left, Zabimaru exploded into thousands of different colored shards of light. Renji let out a howl of agony as his soul was forcibly shattered. Ichigo's head snapped around at the sound. He had only heard a sound like that a few times and never from a shinigami. That was a scream that was often heard in the throats of Hallows just as they were killed. It was a sound of utter despair and sorrow, but more than this, it was the sound of a painful death. He watched almost in slow motion as Lust moved in for the kill; her crimson sword sparkling in the sunlight as she hamstrung Renji's body. The sight and the sound were too much and the careful constructed wall that held him separate from his inner Hallow evaporated like air. He didn't bother to fight him as he felt his Hallow sliding into his body like a well-worn glove. Gently almost, he was pushed to the side, well aware that because of the agreement they had his Hallow would be forced to give him back control quickly.

Hallow Ichigo looked up at Pride who stood between him and where Renji was. He licked lips split in a psychotic grin behind his mask before changing his grip on the sword. That woman is a dead one, was the only thought in his mind as he launched himself passed Pride. With speed that was born from his combined Ban Kai and his Hallow state, he was there: one knee on the ground as he used his sword to block the blow that would have left Renji headless. He snarled as he used his blade to push her far enough away that he was between her and Renji.

"Bitch," he spat at her tilting his head to the side. "He's mine. Mine and the King's. No one touch what's mine," with those words he launched a barge of lighting fast attacks that Lust could just barely block. She had not anticipated anything like this, but she knew she had at least managed to get some kind of a tag on their target. They could come and collect the orb some other time. She disappeared with a pop just as Ichigo finished a move that would have sent his zanpakuto straight through her throat. The others followed seconds later. The Hallow that was Ichigo let out a laugh that had no hint of sanity as he disappeared into the recesses of Ichigo's mind.