A new story.
Don't worry I have not abandoned my other two stories! I am seriously neck deep in my final year in college and have to focus on my studies.
Well this story was already rolling around in my head ever since I watched DXD and read the light novel. I mean the two universes can be combined in so many ways and I was pretty excited to see if there were any fanfictions similar to the ones I had in my mind.
What I found was disappointment instead.
Literally all of those stories had Ichigo become a devil (for some stupid reason), help the Gremory peerage (for some stupid reason again, especially if they just met each other like two chapters ago) and Ichigo giving his trust way too soon and completely destroying his character. There were some good ones like the Ain Soph Aur which was excellent but not finished.
And here we are today.
This is my take of a Bleach DXD crossover and I seriously hope I don't murder Ichigo's personality in the future. Because well……..
With silent determination, Kurosaki Ichigo jumped up with his cracked sword pointed towards the absolutely horrendous mass of inky blackness that was Yhwach, who was squirming, trying to regain his powers that were being cut off by the Still Silver.
" SO WHAT IF YOU MANAGED TO STOP MY POWERS, FOR JUST AN INSTANT! WHEN I AM THIS CLOSE TO VICTORY A MERE QUINCY SILVER IS NOT GOING TO STOP ME FROM ACHIEVING IT!!" The Quincy King roared, the Still Silver's effect on the first Quincy starting to lose.
Ichigo cringed hearing its words, it was almost as if someone had merged the voice of Yhwach through several blenders and then mixed it with the animalistic sounds of hollows, completely different from before he absorbed the Soul King's power. His inner thoughts were cutoff by the serene voice of his zanpakuto, who said to him urgently.
" Ichigo its no use. Yhwach has regained his powers. The only way to defeat him is by using that." The Quincy side explained.
The hybrid's eyes widened when he heard the suggestion.
" Zangetsu, if we use that you may never…." He left it unanswered but the Hollow side interrupted.
"Oi, King. We already know what is going to happen to us." Hollow Zangetsu appeared serious for maybe the first time in his life. "But there is no other way of defeating him without using that. Quincy bastard has regained most of his powers and do you really want him to break us again?" It asked amusedly.
Ichigo grimaced when he remembered what they were talking about. He really felt ill just watching his zanpakuto break the first time. He had never even told anyone – not even to those he trained with, in the Soul King's Palace - about the ability that his Bankai gave him because he didn't trust the Zero Squad one bit. Oetsu Nimaiya maybe the creator of the Zanpakuto but even he cannot account for every zanpakuto ability that pops up that is a threat to the Soul King.
His Bankai ability, granted to him by both the parts of his soul, working in conjugation, once activated can kill anyone even if their level of spiritual pressure is much higher than the users or if they have some kind of immortality. A single strike is all that is needed to end the person's life even if they were the Soul King himself.
But the price of doing something of that caliber were heavy as well. He doubted that neither Orihime's Santen Kesshun nor that bastard Tsukishima's weird power could reverse it.
Since it asks for the complete destruction of his zanpakuto and its spirit.
Unlike the Saigo no Getsuga Tenshō, which only seals his powers for a certain amount of time till he regains it, the Final Mugetsu will shatter his sword forever with no hopes of ever regaining it. He is essentially trading a part of himself for killing an unkillable opponent.
The two people he would wholly trust with his life would be gone forever this time.
"Don't worry about us Ichigo." The Old man said, smiling sadly likely having read his thoughts. "Do you remember the words I said when you were trying to learn the Saigo no Getsuga Tenshō from us?"
"Yeah." Ichigo solemnly replied. "What you want to protect and what I want to protect is completely different, isn't it?"
The Quincy part of his soul smiled, a bit of shame creeping up on his face as he remarked, "You could say I grew up since then and had a lot of time to think it over. I will say it again Ichigo, I am not going to hold you back anymore. It's your decision to make not mine or Zangetsu's, whether to use it or not. But do know this, both of us are going to support you no matter what you decide to do."
"Tch, well whatever. I really want to see that smug bastard in the ground considering all that shit he has done to Kingy here." The Hollow narrowed his eyes when he talked about Yhwach.
The Quincy side smirked seeing this, pointed out, "See, he does care about you no matter what kind of facade he tries to put on his face", completely ignoring the indignant 'I do not!' reply coming from the hollow.
Ichigo's eyes widened before he clasped it tight, most likely to not get caught crying, the Quincy side thought, as he faced the most difficult decision in his life. Should he do it? Or not? To save the world will he have to lose something important to him again?
"Abandon your fear, Ichigo! Move forward and never stop! If fear is the one that blinds you never forget that even if we die today, we will always be with you – here". The Quincy pointed towards the centre of his chest, smiling sadly.
Ichigo's fist clenched as he made his decision.
" FINAL MUGETSU!!" Ichigo roared as his zanpakuto blew up with a white-black coloured aura as he made a mad slice, cutting Yhwach in half.
' What?!!!' were Yhwach's final thoughts before his immortality lost its power – just as a section of space behind Yhwach cracked similar to a shattered prism, opened up and started to suck everything in, including Ichigo.
"ICHIGO!!" Ishida yelled with all his might as he watched helplessly, his best friend's body swallowed up by the blackness permeating inside the tattered space which healed itself up after absorbing both the saviour and the would be destroyer of Soul Society.
'Where the fuck am I?' the orange head thought as he looked around his extremely weird surroundings.
The entire space in which he was situated in was completely filled with grey fog that rolled around casually. Iridescent coloured rainbow would sometimes, shine in between the grey fog giving them an uncanny appearance. He spied what he thought was an entire derelict ship/tanker, upturned floating in between the grey fog, far away from him.
Yeah.
He forgot to say that he was floating as well.
What an extremely weird place.
Ichigo suddenly jolted as he experienced a minor pain from his left fingers. As he turned his head, his eyes widened. Right in front of his face his left fingers – all of them – were disintegrating.
"WHAT THE FUCK!" Ichigo cried out in pain as he held his left hand, which was slowly chipping away, one particle at a time. "How the hell is this happening? My spiritual pressure is low but not low enough for something like this to happen! Why is it eve-." He stopped mid-sentence as his eyes narrowed when he caught sight of the two halves of Yhwach's body floating aimlessly in the foggy background.
The two halves which are now connected by strands of bluish-black spiritual aura.
'Yhwach's not dead yet?!! How is he even alive? Did my attack fail somehow?' went through Ichigo's brain when he sighted an even weirder phenomena.
The Quincy king's body was not disintegrating like his own.
The two halves were covered by the same reiatsu emanating from the strands. The saviour of Soul Society closed his eyes as he narrowed down his ability of the Pesquisa – granted to him by Zangetsu – on the body. The ping that returned to his senses had his eyes widening.
'That spiritual pressure is the Soul King's! Yhwach's was more dreadful and pressurizing, not like the almost nothingness I am feeling from this one.' He thought. "That means the Soul King's spiritual aura can shield me from whatever this place is doing to me!"
'That is, if it doesn't disintegrate me on the spot.' He added in as an afterthought.
He hoped that his hybrid nature would at least protect him from the harmful effects of the power till he could get out of this place.
"A Mugetsu was the one that got me in this place so another one should suffice." Ichigo sighed. He really didn't have any more power to spend, his body already battered from fighting Yhwach.
"One……… Final…….. Mugetsu." He muttered, tiredly as he somehow tried to swim towards the two halves of his dead adversary's body.
The moment he touched one of the halves, the Soul King's spiritual aura linked with his own fading one and invaded directly into his spiritual core, most likely prodding what kind being had tried to touch it.
At once, Ichigo felt the growing pain from within his body, akin to a bomb just waiting to explode from the inside out. 'That is most likely going to happen if I continue holding it.' He thought as he mustered whatever power he gathered from the spiritual pressure he had been given.
A pure black blade of flames started to form within his right hand.
And alongside one final roar of Mugetsu, he cracked open the space before him like an eggshell and flew out of the terrible place.
Hyoudou Issei giggled lecherously, as he spied, with his two best friends into the girls changing room watching all the absolutely heavenly chests bouncing about as the girls gossiped around. For some reason, the teenage boy hadn't learned the lesson of peeping on girls changing even though he had been savagely beaten by the very same girls he is currently ogling. Matsuda and Motohama, his two peeking compatriots, jokingly asked him.
"So, how is this new spot Issei? Pretty cool, huh?" Matsuda and Motohama grinned at each other.
Issei goggled, as instead of answering he asked astonishingly, "How the hell were you even able to know about this spot, Matsuda? And the fact that it just gives you a perfect view in the girls changing room through that broken glass window?"
The baldie smirked, and adopted an 'I am superior to you' pose as he spoke in return.
"Humph! Issei you still have a long way to go before you are able to find places like this, my young padawan! With the power of my camera, I can scout similar places like these dime a dozen!"
Has he said that Motohama guffawed loudly and mistakenly applied too much pressure on the branch the three stooges were currently inhabiting which broke unceremoniously under the combined weight of the trio.
All three of them screamed loudly as they fell on the ground on top of each other.
"Get the hell of me Issei! God, how much weight did you put since that fake date of yours?" Motohama groused as he disentangled himself from his other two friends.
"Hey! That date wasn't fake….…" the brown haired boy trailed off as he sighed, rubbing his slightly pounding head, as he gave up on trying to convince his friends that the date he had with that bitch Raynare was real. He really did not want to involve his two human friends in the supernatural. Buchou made it clear that normal humans should steer clear off the moonlight world. The other world was a dark and dreary place where they might get hurt or in worst conditions – killed.
And the special emphasis on the human part?
Well.
More than a week ago, he had literally changed species when he became a devil from a human.
Rias Gremory had explained to him about the Evil Piece system but most of the technicalities passed directly over his head considering how simple minded he can be sometimes.
The only thing that stuck to his brain was that he will live for a very long amount of time and he could become a Harem King in the future. If he managed to become strong enough.
All of Hyoudou Issei's reservations were thrown out the window when he heard those magic words and was more than enough to convince him that becoming a devil was his true calling.
But alas the road to becoming a Harem King was tough.
Since he was just a human some two weeks ago when he first changed, his strength level was just above an average person. Meaning, if wanted, anyone from the Kendo club could probably whoop his arse if he didn't pay attention enough.
For some reason, all of the Kendo club members had this superior strength. Bah! Probably due to ogling Kiba a bit too much.
The last week with Koneko-chan and that handsome bastard Kiba was a very humbling experience.
Motohama narrowed his eyes when he saw Issei dodge the question but before he could say anything else he heard the crunching of the leaves behind him and a sound that froze all the three boys.
"Well". Everyone from the girls changing room were standing before them, some of them even brandishing shinais as they glared at the three perverts disgustingly.
"Who wants to taste these first?" the Kendo club captain flourished her shinai in a striking position.
The three Musketeers glanced at each other before beaming at the girls, stood up, turned around and with a single yell-
"RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!!"
-ran straight towards the direction of the school.
"STOP YOU PERVERTS!!" the girls in return followed right after them.
' FFUUUUUCCCC-'Issei shouted in his mind as he ran for his life. He rushed passed the old rickety storage building when someone clasped his school uniform collar from behind and pulled him into the bushes. He completely zipped his mouth until he heard the decreasing volume of the enraged girls yells after which he started coughing, getting the green leaves he inadvertently swallowed, out of his body.
"You never learn, do you Issei?" An amused voice broke through the clearing.
Issei's pupils shrank even more in fear when he heard that voice, as he slowly turned his head around to confirm his suspicions.
Standing behind him was his PE sensei.
A well – build PE sensei who didn't like his perversion.
Standing at over six feet tall with black spiked hair, sharp red eyes, an angular face and with peach coloured skin, Kurosaki-sensei was a nightmare to all boys and girls studying within the confines of Kuoh Academy. Because what kind of monster would make his students run 40 laps around the school with no break! I mean, he even saw Koneko-chan sweating a storm after that and she was currently the strongest physical student for crying out loud!! Currently garbed in his regular PE uniform of a white shirt (which for some reason hugged his torso a little too much) and blue shorts, the teacher smirked at him and gave a hand to help Issei up on his feet.
Issei sighed, feeling grateful, took up on his sensei's offer and clasped his hand with him.
Which turned out to be a huge mistake.
At once, sensei flipped him over – Issei screaming all the while – and wrenched his given arm towards his back into an elbow breaking move.
"First rule Issei! Never trust anyone giving you a hand if you personally don't know them!" Kurosaki-sensei admonished with a smile.
"I give up! I give up sensei!" Issei cried, finally frustrated with all this bad luck.
"You give up too easily, Issei……" Sensei sweatdropped as he released his hold and gave him his hand back that Issei promptly started rubbing to remove the pain.
"Kid, how many times do I have to tell you to stop peeping on girls? I did issue a warning to you and your other two friends after some girls complained to me." Ichigo asked, frustrated.
"You don't understand, sensei! The feeling of seeing those minutes of absolute heaven! The fluffy feeling within you when you see them bouncing around freely with nothing to stop them!" Issei said, his voice increasing with each syllable. "The feeling of wanting to touch them to see just how big they are! Mark my words sensei! One day I AM GOING TO BECOME THE HAREM KING! AND THAT PATH HAS JUST OPENED BEFORE MEEEEE!"
Ichigo popped of Issei's overblown forehead by hitting him on the back of his head. "I literally do not understand half the things you say……" he sighed. "Just make sure you think before committing something like this again, Issei or I would force you into detention. Again. Understood?" He said strictly, his huge presence looming over the perverted boy.
"Y-Yes" Issei meekly replied, most likely cowed. Maybe it was not a good thing to say something like this in front of a teacher of all things. But hey it was going to happen in the future or he would die trying!
At once sensei's face softened up and he patted hardily on Issei's back and said, "Now run along champ. Don't let me catch you doing something like this again!"
Issei grinned lightly before he turned and ran back to the school.
Kurosaki Ichigo breathed lowly as he watched the boy ran back to his classroom. He still didn't understand why the 'Pervert Trio' liked to continue their behaviour no matter the numerous amounts of punishments and detentions they have went through. If they continue to repeat their actions the police are most likely going to involve themselves when a single girl thinks the harassment has gone too far.
He sometimes doesn't realize Hyoudou Issei's habits. Why the extreme peeping? His two friends are also something he cannot wrap his head around. Basic decency towards girls are habits kids are taught from the very start. Did their parents not teach them something like this? Ichigo frowned. Nah. That can't be it. Or are their brains just wired in a different way?
Or is it because of the change in spiritual aura he had detected in Issei?
Almost a week ago, he had detected an abrupt change in his spirit particles. Right around the time Issei had loudly proclaimed he had a date. Did something happen during the date that led to an increase in his perversion?
Pfft. Yeah right. He was already an extreme pervert before all of this.
Ichigo combed his dark hair through his fingers as he looked up at the sky. What's with this world?
"I think that boy has a good heart." A voice said serenely, with a tinge of timelessness, inside his head.
Ichigo froze for a second before he smirked and thought.
"I thought you were not interested in the school life Mister Soul King ".
Ichigo here is a mix of (body, mind and powers) Soul king, Yhwach and regular Ichigo. So please excuse me if a bit of Yhwach or the Soul King comes out of him in the future ;D
And another thing. The only one who is strong enough to fight him now is Ophis and Great Red.