Warnings: AU, Gender-swap (features a Female Ichigo), violence, Ginny-bashing for sure….that's all for now.
Disclaimer: Tite Kubo owns Bleach and J.K. Rowling owns Harry Potter. Honestly, if I owned Harry Potter, Ginny would be burning in the deepest pits of hell, and if I owned Bleach, Ichigo's final hollow form would be seen a lot more often… PS sorry that this took son long to update, but I am in the middle of midterms, and fight scenes truly are a bitch to write
Ichigo stared deep into the blue eyes of her number one nemesis, Aizen's sheer power having been beaten out by Grimmjow's damn persistence. "I know I promised Grimmjow, but there are far to many people around…..It's not like I can just drop anything and do it, hell when I said that I assumed you wouldn't take advantage of me like that expecting it to happen every other day. I mean, fuck! I had a life in the world of the living too ya know."
As soon as Ichigo finished her rant, Ichigo heard a strangled whine come from behind her. She whipped her head around expecting to find someone hurt, but was instead met with the shocked and blushing faces of her hosts….and oddly enough sadness, disappointment, and jealousy on Harry's face.
"What the hell is your problem? Why are you all blushing…..was it something I said?" queried Ichigo.
Grimmjow just held his stomach and let out a deep belly laugh. "Don't you get it shinigami? Your little rant made them think we we're fuckin'. Ya never said that the promise was for you to fight me whenever I wanted."
Ichigo turned pasty white. They thought that she…..with him? Oh god no, that was just too disturbing to think of (AN: I don't really have anything against the GrimmIchi paring, 'cause I actually do enjoy it….it just doesn't work in this story), I mean she preferred guys with jewel tone eyes, luscious dark hair, and an exotic accent, wait where did that come from?
Harry let out a sigh of relief, so she wasn't seeing anyone. He didn't have time to think about why this may have been so important to him, as that was when the blue haired man leapt at the group, sword held aloft.
"Damn Grimmjow,, he knows that if he attacks innocent people that I'll have no choice but to fight him", thought Ichigo irritably as she deftly blocked his sword.
Grimmjow then began charging a cero in his hand, and thrust it at Ichigo's face. Ichigo knew she couldn't dodge, so she took the attack head on, blocking what she could with the side of zangetsu. She emerged from the cloud of dust with the arm and shoulders of her shihakusho top in tatters, and the exposed parts mildly bleeding.
Harry was inwardly panicking, he could tell she was still recovering from her torture sessions, and could not hold him off for long. The worst part was that he couldn't do anything. Grimm-whatever, was moving way to fast and any spell he could cast (assuming it actually had any affect considering the man looked like he was cut from marble) would be far more likely to hit Ichigo or an innocent bystander. All he could do now was wait and watch while the person he loved fought for her life,
Wait love…..did he love Ichigo? He winced again as he saw Ichigo take another hit before she called out his name.
"Harry, brace yourself, your about to see me use both bankai and my mask….I'm not sure how well wizards can hold up to the pressure."
She held Zangetsu parallel to the ground before shouting out "Bankai" creating a cloud of dust obscuring her form. When it cleared, the group could see her wearing a long black tattered cloak with white edges and red lining over her standard hakama. She was carrying a jet black katana with a manju shaped guard, and a chain with one broken link at the end. Following the initial transformation she swiped her hand across her face, forming a sinister hollow mask. This was a risk, but it was an even bigger risk to drag out the fight any longer.
Instantly almost everyone in the immediate vicinity hit the ground and began to gasp for breath. Inadequate shield charms shattered instantly, those that cast strong ones widened their area to cover those left vulnerable. Harry himself was still standing, but felt as if all the air had been pushed out of his lungs.
Ichigo rushed towards Grimmjow and attempted to cut him across his chest, foreseeing the attack, however, he managed to get away with only a minor cut. He immediately retaliated with a cut across Ichigo's sword arm, but as she was no stranger to pain, she did not drop the jet black katana.
Their swords kept clashing giving off a loud clang followed by a shower of sparks. Aside from a few hits, neither side was giving an inch. Ichigo knew for all her skills, she was at a major disadvantage. For one thing, she was still recovering and could already feel her mask reaching it's limit. Secondly she could use neither offensive kido (she may know how to use it, but they are ridiculously overpowered) or Getsuga Tenshou as she refused to put everyone else in danger….a compunction Grimmjow obviously didn't share as he shot a series of bala at a building. Reacting quickly Ichigo threw up a Danku to mitigate the attack.
While she was protecting the stores and civilians, Grimmjow rushed at her and shoved Pantera threw her upper stomach and used the momentum to pin her to the side of a building. Ichigo's mask reached her limit and shattered as she gave a cry of pain.
It was this sound that brought Harry out of his stupor, and, canceling his shield he began firing hex after hex at the startled arrancar…even some of the darker ones Ichigo had convinced him he should learn. After being hit with a bone shattering hex, Grimmjow got over his shock and began advancing on Harry, Ichigo saw that he was in front of a long deserted street and saw her opportunity. She painstakingly slid herself forward on the sword to give herself enough room, raised her hand with two fingers outstretched and let off a cero, causing a bright red beam to go careening into the distracted Espada.
Grimmjow emerged from the dust heavily bleeding, yet somehow able to stand. His right arm was held at an awkward angle, presumably having been hit by a bone shattering hex courtesy of Harry. All of a sudden another one of those weird portals opened, and a tall, lanky man with a giant weapon of some sort and an eye patch came out, followed by another man wearing an eye patch though he was much shorter and blonde.
"Yo sexta! You went and got yourself pretty fucked up eh? Aizen sent me to save your sorry ass and pass along a message to Pet over here." The tall man made a gesture towards the pinned and exhausted Ichigo. "Tesla! Go and grab the idiot, I'll go and get his sword."
"Hai, Noitora-sama" the blond replied subserviently.
The newly dubbed Noitora disappeared in a flash before reappearing in front of Ichigo. He leaned in close while wearing a sinister grin and grabbing the hilt of the sword., he passed on his message. "Aizen wanted me to tell you that you are his and nothing you do will change that.", with that said he ripped the blade out of the prone soul reaper and disappeared into the garganta with a stoic Tesla and a protesting Grimmjow in tow.
With her only means of support gone, Ichigo fell forward. The last sensations she had before losing consciousness was the sight of worried emerald eyes, and the feeling of being ensconced in a warm, loving embrace.