AN: Greetings, fellow Earthlings! This is Luci Fergess coming at you with chapter nine of The New Guild in Town! Thank you for reading, and I hope you enjoy!

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IchigoxErza - 1
IchigoxHarribel - 0
IchigoxErzaxHarribel - 1
IchigoxRukia - 0
IchigoxNelliel - 1
I don't want any pairings in this story! - 2
I don't care... - 0
UlquiorraxOrihime - 1

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WARNING- OOCness, swearing, explanations and other fun stuff. c:

ON WITH THE CHAPTER~


The New Guild in Town

Chapter Eight: The Demonstrations


"Please?"

"No."

"Pretty please?"

"No."

"Pretty please with a strawberry on top?"

"I said no."

"But – "

"No."

"What's the problem now?" Grimmjow asked, walking up to the table Ichigo and Shirosaki were currently sitting at.

"Ichi is being an ass, that's what." Shirosaki explained, examining his black nails casually.

"Excuse me for not wanting to go on a "fun" adventure with one of the biggest trouble magnets in the universe." Ichigo grumbled, crossing his arms.

"At least he's not as bad as you." Grimmjow pointed out, grinning. Ichigo glared at him half-heartedly.

"Come on, you know you want to go. It'll be just like old times. Hell, we could even go and snatch a request from Fairy Tail too." Shiro launched into speech about how Ichigo needed to get out more.

"Make it stop!" Ichigo groaned, dropping his head onto the table. Grimmjow laughed.

"Aw, come on Ichigo; go have fun with your little brother. I'll run things for you while you're gone!" Grimmjow exclaimed, clapping Ichigo on the shoulder.

"Didn't you get your ass knocked out the last time I left the guild?" Ichigo questioned.

"Are questioning my ability to hold my own in a fight?" Grimmjow growled.

"No. Just going to state the fact that you're the Sexta, with six others above you rank wise." Ichigo explained, shrugging his shoulders.

"Bastard…" Grimmjow glared at Ichigo, but he glared right back.

"Nel, Grimmjow said he wants a hug from you!" Ichigo shouted, watching as the green-haired woman looked up from the book she was reading.

"Okay!" She shouted back, setting her book back down.

"Why you little – " Grimmjow hissed.

"Alright Shi, let's go. I'll just put Barragan in charge. He seemed to somewhat be able to reign things in last time. After that I'll grab Zangetsu and we can go." Ichigo got up from his seat just as Nel flew past and glomped Grimmjow, Shirosaki following his path over to Barragan excitedly.

"Oi, Barragan! Watch the guild for me, would you? If someone starts something, use your magic on them to slow 'em down 'til I get back." Ichigo said, and the old man frowned.

"Why should I, exactly?" He asked.

"Because I'm leaving, and if you let the guild to be blasted to smithereens while I'm gone, I'll make you rebuild it by yourself." Ichigo explained, walking away.

"Che." The Barragan glared at Ichigo's retreating back, "Fine. You'll owe me though."

"Of course." Ichigo replied, not even bothering to turn around.


"So let me get this straight. He took down some mega-lord god-wannabe evil guy with his brother, rescued a friend, captured said evil guy, one of the evil guy's henchmen, and converted a dark guild into a legal one, then became the master of it?" Lucy asked incredulously.

"Don't forget the part about him being able to see and exorcise ghosts." Mirajane added.

"Yes, yes, he apparently did all that, and much more." Makarov nodded, scratching his face. Currently everyone in the guild was in a very rare moment of calm and silence and gathered around Makarov. They were listening to his explanation of what's been driving him nuts the past few days, and all the past that went along with it.

"That's a little hard to believe…" Lucy said grimacing.

"Well it's all we've got on him, so we'll just have to go with it for now." Makarov said.

"Wow! I knew it! He's really, really strong." Natsu said, smiling like usual.

"Poor kid. He had a really fucked up childhood." Macao muttered.

"Didn't you say he could merge with other people to become some kind of instinctual being?" Erza asked.

"It's what I've been told. I have no idea whether it's true or not though."

"Wonder if we asked him about all this if he'd tell us?" Lucy said.

"Wish he was here so we could just that." Erza said, sighing.

With a loud bang the door of Fairy Tail was violently shoved open, two bickering teenagers standing in the doorway.

"Shi, I told we can't just waltz in and expect them to be okay with it!" One of them said, frowning.

"Relax, Ichigo! I'm sure it'll be fine. You're friends with them, right?" The other one, an albino replied lazily.

"I only know six of them!" The other argued, following the albino further in.

"Six. Six is a good number. I can work with six." The albino said, grinning.

Upon further inspection, it was realized by those that knew them that it was none other than Ichigo and Shirosaki.

"Speak of the devil…" Gray muttered.

"Yo! Don't mind us. Just casually passing through. Totally not here for a request or anything." The twin unnamed to some, Shiro said waving. Makarov frowned.

"Perfect timing Ichigo. And you must be his twin brother, Jirou." Makarov said holding out his hand.

Shiro's eyes flashed with anger, and his hand reached back for the sword on his back. Ichigo noticed this and grabbed his arm before his fingers could curl around the hilt.

"Shi, don't. He doesn't know." Ichigo said firmly, and Shiro look at him for a moment before relaxing his arm. He turned his sharp gaze to Makarov.

"Don't ever call me Jirou again. You won't get a second warning, and Ichigo can't hold me back forever." He growled.

"Hm, Shirosaki, then?" Makarov asked, acting calm. Really and truly, the way Shiro's eyes glowed with fury had unnerved him quite a bit. A nod was all he received from the twin.

"Well Ichigo," Makarov gestured to the gift bag next to him, and smiled, "This is for you." He picked it up and held it out to him, but Ichigo just stared at it.

"What is it?" Ichigo asked suspiciously.

"Well, it's a gift for you from a girl I met on my travels, along with two other boys. I believe their names were Orihime, Uryu, and Sado?" Makarov explained, studying Ichigo's reaction.

His eyes narrowed and his scowl deepened. "Why?" He questioned.

"Well, because they had heard me asking around about you, so they explained to me your history and then we had dinner. Orihime wanted me to give this to you. It contains three letters from the trio and a gift from Orihime." Makarov explained calmly.

Shiro sighed and rolled his eyes, his previous agitation apparently forgotten. "Leave it to them to spill the beans." He smirked at his brother, who was taking the gift from Makarov.

"Why were you asking about me?" Ichigo asked, looking at Makarov seriously.

"I'll answer that question." Lucy said raising her hand. "It's because guild's don't just pop up out of the ground like yours did, plus a lot of things just weren't adding up. It was a mystery just dying to be uncovered." She explained, smiling.

"Tut tut. You're still flashy and attention grabbing I see, 'King'." Shiro said, smirking at Ichigo. Ichigo glared at him.

"Shut up, 'Horse'!" Ichigo exclaimed, pointing an accusing finger.

"Oh, so I'm 'Horse' again, huh? Wonder how long you can keep the crown, 'King'?" Shiro asked, cackling.

The two twins began fighting, throwing playful punches and kicks at each other, pulling hair, tickling, and pinching too. They were also bickering back and forth, throwing insults and smack talking each other.

Makarov watched the two for a few moments, as the rest of the guild did, before he lost his patience. "Stop it, you fools!" He roared, going Titan-Mode and looming over them.

"Oh wow~ Gramps got really big…" Shiro said, pausing to stare. He had one hair tangled in Ichigo's hair, the other pinching his cheek.

"He looks kind of mad…wonder why?" Ichigo said, stopping to stare as well. He had his hands gripping fistfuls of Shiro's clothing, and was shaking him before stopping to stare.

They're idiots… Everyone in the guild had the same thought, sweat dropping.

Suddenly someone coughed, and everyone turned their attention to the source. It was Erza.

"Pardon me, I don't mean to be rude, but could you demonstrate your magic for us?" She asked seriously.

"Eh?" Ichigo looked at her blankly, releasing his grip on Shiro.

"And will we get in return?" Shiro asked, releasing Ichigo as well.

"Well, um…" Erza trailed off, unsure how to answer.

"He's just messing with you. We'll gladly show you. Not like it's some big secret or anything. Or at least most of it isn't…" Ichigo scratched his face, looking at Shiro.

"Don't look at me. I didn't learn Konso, you did. I was too busy being terrorized by ghosts." Shiro said, shrugging.

"Fuck. Alright, let's go outside or something. Don't want to blow the place to bits, now do we…?" Ichigo said, turning and walking towards the doors, Shiro following.


"Getsuga Tensho." Ichigo said firmly, slashing his arm sideways. A large arc of black-red magic was shot at a tree, effectively cutting it in half.

There were many ooh!'s and ahh!'s and some clapping. Ichigo bowed, then straightened, reaching inside the coat he was wearing and drawing a sword.

An ink black colored blade, with an equally black swastika guard, black hilt, and a black chain hanging from the end of the hilt.

Everyone watched with attention as Ichigo raised his sword and swung it carefully, saying, "Getsuga Tensho," as he did so. An even larger and more refined-looking arc was sent flying at another helpless tree, slicing it in half as well.

Ichigo bowed once again and then sheathed his sword. "Alright, demonstration of 'Flash Step Magic' now." He said. He stood still and looked at everyone. Then he disappeared, and reappeared about 40 or so feet away from his original spot. "Nothing special. Just moving really fast." Ichigo said, shrugging.

"Yeah, yeah, you're amazing. Move." Shiro said, Moving to the center of the large space they were gathered in.

He glanced at everyone and waited until Ichigo was safely off to the side before raising a hand and pointing at a tree. A red magic circle appeared at the tip of his finger, and a ball of swirling red energy formed near the center of the magic circle. It grew bigger until it was about the size of softball.

"Cero." Shiro intoned, and the ball shot off quickly, flying at the tree leaving a crimson trail of energy in its wake. It hit the tree and with a boom exploded, blasting a hole in the tree trunk and sending tree bits everywhere.

There was applause, and Shiro grinned. He reached behind him and lifted a mask off his back, fastening it over his face. Black in color, it had two white stripes going down from the top of the mask to the jaw, black angled horns, and sharp teeth. The eye holes were barely wide enough to see his entire eye, and his golden irises looked especially frightening behind the menacing mask.

He turned away from everyone and took up an odd stance, looking like a bull about to charge with the horns on the mask lowered.

To everyone's amazement, a twisting ball of energy formed between the horns with a crackle, and grew until it was as big as his head.

They heard a heavily distorted command, "Cero," come from Shiro, and the ball shot off with a roar, hitting the tree before they could blink.

Well, actually it hit more than one tree. More like 40 trees. Completely obliterated. Along with whatever ground they were growing in.

Silence settled over the small crowd, and they ogled Shiro in shock.

There was a whistle and clapping, both coming from Ichigo. "Just can't hold back, can you? And you call me flashy." Ichigo yelled. Shiro flipped Ichigo off, not even bothering to turn around.

"Demonstration of Sonido." Shiro called out, his voice gurgled and echoing. He disappeared with a dull noise, and reappeared next to Ichigo. "Same as Flash Step Magic," Shirosaki said, reaching up and lifting the mask so it rested on top of his head, "Only slightly different."

Makarov stared at the two boys in wonder. There magic was quite destructive, but it was also very limited. One attack, just magnified and refined with a medium to channel it through. Surely there was more to it.

"Is that it?" He asked, voicing his thoughts. The twins looked down at him in surprise.

"What do you mean?" Ichigo asked, brows furrowing.

"Is that all your magic is? Nothing more?" He clarified.

"Ohhh." Shiro said, nodding his head. "You're probably thinking something along the lines of, 'Very destructive, but very limited.' right?" He asked, raising a pale eyebrow.

"Well…yes."

"That's just our magic though. We have more physical skills than magical, really. We're expert hand-to-hand combatants; we have exceptional strength, speed, reflexes, and durability. Then we also have our swordsmanship to fall back on as well." Ichigo explained.

"Basically magic's just our K.O. move to use when we're in a bind." Shiro summed up.

"Interesting. Would it be possible for you to demonstrate the 'Merge Magic' I've heard about?" Makarov asked. Ichigo shook his head and Shiro shrugged.

"Sorry old man. Too many risks, not enough people to restrain us if we go out of control." Ichigo replied.

"Do you doubt our ability to stop you if something goes wrong?" Erza questioned, looking miffed.

"Well, to put it bluntly…yes." Ichigo said, scratching his face.

"I believe we are perfectly capable of stopping you, if the need arises." Erza argued, crossing her arms and frowning.

"That's because you haven't seen it." Shirosaki said with the most serious face they'd seen on him yet. "Our merged form looks monstrous, and acts the part as well. There is no mercy, there is no hesitation, and there is no stopping it. At best someone would only be able to restrain the beast until we manage to gain control and split."

"It's not that we're disrespecting your abilities, it's just we're being extremely cautious with ours. We've already seen what happens when someone tries to stop us, and it isn't pretty." Ichigo explained hastily, trying to prevent an argument from breaking out.

"If it's that bad, why would you ever use it?" Someone asked. They turned to look to see it was Levy.

Ichigo's scowl returned. "Because Aizen was that powerful. We needed to use that magic to be able to fight on par with him."

"You guys ask too many damn questions." Shiro grumbled. Ichigo rolled his eyes.

"Run out of patience already, Shi?" Ichigo asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes! I came here to nab a request, not give a fucking lecture on how big and bad Aizen was." Shiro complained, rolling his shoulders.

"Point made. Makarov, since we've already gotten the gift bag, shown you our magic and explained some of our abilities, can we grab a request now? It's what we came here for in the first place." Ichigo said. Makarov waved his hand in dismissal.

"Go ahead. I don't care." Makarov replied.

The twins grinned and disappeared, leaving everyone there.

The guild members finally came to their senses and began the walk back to the guild.

"Wow. They're some pretty amazing teenagers." Lucy said, scribbling down notes on the boys.

"Oi, Natsu! They might be able to give you a run for your money in a fight." Macao laughed. Natsu nodded gleefully.

"I know! I really want to fight Ichigo, and when I asked him he told me 'maybe later'." Natsu explained excitedly.

"Well, let me know when and where. I wanna watch you get your ass handed to you by a couple of kids." Gray said, stretching. He had managed to only lose his shirt in the time since they left the guild, which was somewhat of a miracle.

"The fuck you say, bastard?" Natsu growled.

"I'm not repeating myself for you, dumbass!" Gray replied.

"Why you – " Natsu started, launching himself at Gray, but Erza grabbed him by the collar and held him up to glare at him.

"Why are you fighting?" She questioned angrily.

"W-what? Fighting? We weren't fighting. I was about to…give Gray a hug. Yeah. Right Gray?" Natsu lied nervously, sweating.

"Of course. You just interrupted a would-be manly bro hug." Gray agreed, just as nervous as Natsu.

"Oh! I'm sorry. I'll leave you two to it, then!" Erza said, dropping Natsu and moving ahead in the group to talk with Mirajane.

"That was close." Natsu muttered.

"Yeah, it was." Gray said.

"Manly bro hug, huh?" Lucy asked, popping up out of nowhere.

"AH!" Natsu and Gray yelled.

Lucy laughed at their expressions. They were priceless.


AN: Shitty chapter is shitty. I'm sorry. .

I really wanted to get this out on Monday to celebrate Lucy's birthday, (July 1st) but I didn't have it finished yet.

I blame it on my ADHD. I'm like, "Oh shit. How do you spell this word? I'll look it up on the wikia. And while the page is loading, I'll go ahead and read this chapter of this fanfiction right here. And OH SHIT SO AND SO'S ABOUT TO DIE IGOTTAREADTHENEXTCHAPTER and then my mom would be like, "Go exercise! Be active! Leave your room sometime! What are you, a hermit crab? NagNagNagNagNagNagFeedthedogsNagNagNagTakethetrash out …etc. etc.

And then it'd be the next day. Repeat for about a week or so and you get the chapter today. I'M SORRY!

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