XD

Yeah, sorry about not making Ichigo a good enough of a prude.

Yeah, even for the me, the ending I made was a bit too bitter.

Still thinking about how to add the Quincy stuff.

Chapter 2: Black Dragon Slayer Magic? What's that?

And so after having made the agreement with Acnologia, Ichigo healed her right arm with a kido he learned from Rukia. Though it took a trial or two to get the kido right, he managed it in the end, and her broken arm was brand new, in a sense.

In turn, Acnologia began to teach him a lot about the world that he was currently in. However, this was not without its own issues.

First, Acnologia tried to go back against her promise by attacking him from behind. He didn't seem to notice, though, because he turned around after she struck him with her magic-enhanced fist and gave her a confused stare. "Did something happen?" he had asked.

So now truly realizing that she was powerless even with her own dragon magic, she began to teach him about their world.

Ichigo understood some of it, but not all of it.

There were all kinds of magic in this world, according to the dragon. She said that the attack she wanted to use when he kicked her up the jaw was a breath attack, and proceeded to show him a smaller version of it too by breathing it right into his face; he came out unscathed.

Acnologia coughed after showing Ichigo her breath attack magic, while the said man watched with curiosity and interest in his eyes, though his face remained hard and in a frown. "Do that again."

"No. I'm still weak," she retorted right back at him. Do it again? 'Ugh... I must be so powerless compared to him. It didn't even burn him or even give off a decent burning temperature... I feel pathetic.'

This was Acnologia, the self-proclaimed "Terror of Humanity." As far as she was concerned, humans were scared little insects to her that were not worth talking to. Except this man, who was much stronger than her in terms of power. So she kept her head low, and didn't try anything too aggressive towards him, though he had first thought that she would have first few days.

Well, she did tell him that she did attack him, but he seemed to simply ignore it. Ichigo retorted by saying that he didn't even feel it.

And this was Kurosaki Ichigo, the hero of Soul Society, Seireitei, Karakura Town, and the King's Realm. Which, if everything was put together, meant absolutely nothing to where he currently was.

"Anyway, that was magic. Magic is the physical embodiment of one's spirit. When the spirit or soul comes in contact with a physical body, it creates magic," Acnologia began today. Then with a snap of her finger, she created a doll of some sort from thin air that evaporate immediately afterwards. "Magic comes in all size, shape, and structure. And to perform magic, the flow of magic must be great within people. Take note that only few people can actually use magic because the said flow in most people is not good enough. For example, lustful men who goes around sleeping with every other girl usually can't use magic because his soul can't find a place to stay firm. Same goes for women. Dragons, however, can because we generally produce vast quantities of magic, meaning there is a large flow of magic within us. It is also within our nature to have many mates, though they always end up fighting over who they want."

Ichigo nodded. It was different from reiatsu, which was just purely matters of the soul.

"And magic comes in two types: casting and holding.

"Casters, mages who use casting spells, expel magic out of themselves. For example, dragon slayer magic, which I used in my breath, is a casting spell.

"Then there are the holders, who use holding spell. Holding spell requires a medium to perform the spell with. And now that I see you... You might be a holder."

"How so?" Ichigo asked with a frown. How can he be a holder when he couldn't use magic right now?

"There is a connection between you and your sword. Very strong connection, actually."

Ichigo shrugged. That was to be. Zangetsu and Tensa Zangetsu, whatever their form, was a part of him. He was of them. A connection had to exist within one's own soul.

"But at the same time, I don't sense any sort of magic flowing between you two, and the new flow of magic in you, actually, flows out like a fire. Yes, very interesting." She said as she slowly changed her vision to "magic-sensing" field. Her eyes grew black until the abyss absorbed everything within her eye socket.

Indeed, his magic flows more like a fiery bonfire, Acnowlogia thought as she looked from his magic to hers. Though her magic was fiery within her own body, it was not as big as his. His was a bonfire; hers was a cooking fire... And most mages would not even be an ember.

She switched her vision back and grimaced.

Something big and clumsy moved in her head, forcing gears she has not used in quite a while. Then she had it. The gears moved with rapid speed, processing numerous thoughts and facts within her brain and then everything came to a screeching halt.

"...I'm going to teach you a magic."

"What kind of magic?" Immediate reply. Good.

Her smile stretched from jaw to jaw.

"A-Acnologia sightings?" Makarov twitched and stuttered at the same time when he heard it. "That just can't be good..." He and the other guild masters were in a sour mood. In their meeting hall, there were no boozes nor music that usually accompanies the annual guild masters' meeting. Instead of all those, there were papers and witnesses who saw the feared black dragon, whose primary role -told by rumors- was the signal the changes of coming times. Makarov looked around and his surprised expression fell grim. "That's the reason why the meeting was so ... dead."

"Anything related to that bastard is never good," Goldmine grumbled as he adjusted his black glasses.

"Where has it been sighted?"

"Just on the mountain ranges outside Fiore..."

"Has the Magic Council been informed of this?" another guild master asked.

"Yes... Our fastest mage went to deliver the letter that I wrote personally," Goldmine said. "I doubt that they'll do anything about it though."

Makarov sighed as he remembered that meeting. He looked down from his place on the second floor's railings to see his family dancing, laughing, fighting, and eating, oblivious to the news. And they will never know. It had been decided by the counsel that the general population cannot know of it. There will surely be chaos and panic.

"Erza, fight me!" Natsu shouted as he came flying at Erza, but the said women, Titania of Fairy Tail, dodged the jump by sidestepping to the right. Natsu hit the floor and rolled over, ending up upside down against the wooden wall and the cobble floor. "FIGHT ME!"

"Energetic as always, Natsu," Erza said as she moved away from Natsu and sat down in front of Mirajane, who was cleaning the cups at that moment.

"Oh, you're back!" Mira exclaimed. "Did the mission go well?" she asked her former rival as Erza, who limped her way to one of the table and almost crashed into it, getting some serious attention from other guild members. 'I'm guessing that the mission didn't go well,' Mirajane thought with a sigh.

Erza looked up to Master, who looked back at her with half-hopeful, half-anxious face. "No, it did not," she replied. Makarov cringed.

Everyone in the room came to a grinding halt.

Erza Scarlet, Titania of Fairy Tail, failed a mission? That was preposterous. Something must be wrong.

'Wait, there is,' Laxus, who had been looking at her right beside his grandfather. 'She just failed a mission.' With that, he gave himself a mental chuckle at his own thoughts.

"What happened?" Mira asked, shocked by the news.

"...A dragon attacked me," she said as she re-equipped into her Purgatory Armor. When she did, everyone gawked at the cracks and the holes missing in the armor just before the entirety of the armor fell apart into pieces. "A black dragon... I could have died, but I managed to survive by running away..." She changed back and shuddered. She shakedly stood back up. "I-I'm going home-" she said as she took a step but just as she did so, she fell to the floor with a loud thud.

Everyone gawked, and rushed over to her.

"E-Erza!"

Makarov cringed as he ran down to her. He shouldn't have sent her to do the mission. It was a miracle that she survived. He knew that it was Gilderts who had to do it, but no one currently knew where the man was, let alone a single sighting of the man. 'I shouldn't have sent her to where that blasted dragon was sighted...!' he mentally berated herself.

"Sorry ... for not being strong ... enough," Erza muttered to Makarov as the giant changed his size to help her up.

He shook his head at what she said. "No, it's alright. I made a wrong call, and you paid the price for it. It's me that has to ask for your forgiveness. I put you on the path of that blasted dragon...!"

Erza sighed. "Give me a cup of beer."

Ichigo stared meticulously at his hands, which were now caught on black fire.

"This magic is called Black Dragon Slayer magic," Acnowlogia said. "That's what the humans call any sort of magic attacks dragons use when a human learns them."

Ichigo kept staring at his hands.

"Ichigo?"

"Uh yeah!" Ichigo snapped out of the daze and shook the fire off. "So what was it called again?"

A vein popped up on her forehead. "Black Dragon Slayer Magic."

Ichigo raised an eyebrow. "Why would you teach me something that's meant to kill you?"

She facepalmed. "I just explained that if a human learns a dragon's magic, then that magic is called dragon slayer magic!"

"Wah! Why are you so aggressive?" Ichigo retorted back at her with a scowl on his face.

She growled and punched him in the abdomen. "Because you don't fucking listen, you dipshit!" she roared as she proceeded to start stomping on his feet. "You're always staring off into space!" He remained unfazed by it all.

Then with a clean uppercut -which was the only thing she could do effectively considering their height difference- she hit his jaw. The blow sent his head snapping backward and Ichigo falling backward. But he quickly regained his balance and his head position. "OW! That hurts!" he complained as he tried to get back at her with his fist. She dodged them, thank goodness, but he managed to grab her dress from behind and pull.

Now how was he able to hit her without killing her? Simple: he sealed more than half of his power into a seal. It was something Rukia taught him when he couldn't control his overflowing power. It helped him back in Karakura Town -or it would have been obliterated a long time ago.

So his power was currently around a high-tier captain level. While it was ridiculously strong even with the seal on him, at least now he could grab a rabbit without instantly obliterating its neck.

"Fuck you, Ichigo! I ain't going to mate you!" she shouted, trying to keep the dress from being slipped off. Despite how tight the dress looked, Ichigo realized not too long ago, it was very easy to slip one out of it.

"W-W-What?!" Ichigo stuttered before moving away from Acnologia. "I was not going to do anything like that! I'm not a pervert!"

"You were taking my clothes off!" she retorted with a angry growl as she lifted it back up.

Ichigo frowned. "I was just trying to get you to stop," he growled before grumbling and then sighing. "Okay, okay. Sorry. Let's get on with that explanation on magic anyway. We shouldn't be just constantly arguing with each other."

She smirked. She still had the advantage over him: he knew nothing about this world and was very intent on learning about it.

"Okay. Generally, magic used by mages are converted forms of magic. Let's say Alpha (A) is raw magic a body produces, then mages are able to convert that A into Beta (B). But they do it unconsciously and all the time. Got that so far?" Ichigo nodded. "Mages use this B to perform their magic. Unlike A, however, its power has been significantly reduced. Now, those who use dragon slayer magic must ..."

After four hour lecture and twenty or so trials, Ichigo sat in front of the cleared section of the forest. He was sweating profusely and had his tongue stuck out like a dog. He was dead tired but he was not dead from interacting with Acnologia, yet.

"So?" he asked quietly, his throat and the rest of the body tired from the endless magic attacks he had performed until he got the technique right.

Acnologia looked at the cleared forest and gulped silently. Usually, learning a magic requires years and practice and learning, but this boy learned it within twelve hours. It was a obvious sign of his exponential learning rate, but at the same time, showed how dangerous this boy was.

"Acnologia."

She turned her attention to him, attempting to look as normal as possible. "You did good," she stated simply. There was nothing else to say. He had gotten the basics of dragon slayer magic with impossible precision and put those basics to practical use by performing a Black Dragon's Claw.

"Sorry, but I have nothing to teach you now if you can easily get that down..." Anologia muttered. "And I can't teach you about the human world, considering that I don't hang out with insects."

Ichigo just nodded slowly. Then there was a very charming smile that ripped across his face, followed by a boyish smirk of victory. "Then I'll have to find out about that on my own," he said as he picked up Zangetsu. Acnologia had to shift away from Ichigo, lest he accidentally chop her head off with that giant machete. But to her surprise, he kept the giant sword very close to himself, and made little movement as possible. She recognized that even during her first meeting with him, but he was doing this on a unconscious daily movement. 'He must have been in a lot of battles. His body is constantly ready... I got him that time by surprise...'

He turned around and looked at her. "What are you staring so intently at me for? Do I have some dirt somewhere?" he asked as he checked his t-shirt and pair of jeans.

To Ichigo, that had been a significant change. Zangetsu, his zanpaktou, was supposed to appear only when he was in his spirit form as a shinigami. However, when he came through to this world with his soul within the body, the soul refused to separate and remained in the body... pushing Zangetsu out. So he was now constantly carrying the giant clever.

Or he guessed. He hadn't had the time to confirm his suspicions, but they weren't much of a issue to him as of the moment. He could use Zangetsu, and he was thankful for it.

Ichigo began to walk away, and Acnowlogia guessed that it was done. He had kept his part of the deal, healing her wounds, and she had kept his part of the deal, teaching him as much as she could about this world. But as she watched him walk into the forest towards the nearest town they saw during their fight, she couldn't help but feel that she was going to miss him.

After all, how often does a dragon find someone stronger than itself?

And then he was gone.

She sighed and turned her heel to the opposite direction.

"Aren't you coming?"

She whirled around, surprised by the sudden question.

Ichigo was sticking his head into the clearing from the forest.

"What?"

"Aren't you coming with me?" he asked again.

"W-Why would I?" she asked, both somehow satisfied and baffled by the question. Satisfied, because she would like to stick with him... 'He was freaking strong, okay?! Dragons like to have strong mates! This guy was stronger than her, and he was a - a - a h-human...' She shook her head. But at the same time, she was baffled because he was asking her to come to a human town knowing that she regarded humans as insects.

"Well, you don't know half of your world. Time to learn it," he said as he gestured with his head, pointing to the general direction of the town. "Besides, I could use some company on my travels."

She grinned. "That's good."

"Good?"

"N-Never mind!" she retorted, slightly embarrassed by her own words. "Let's just fine that stupid town!"

As she rushed pass him, Ichigo grinned at her, knowing that they would have a great friendship.

"Well?"

"That's definitely a good target."

"They're too close to town. Should we wait?"

"Naw, let's just kill them right here..."

With that, the second bandit pulled out his crossbow from under the branches and aimed to kill Ichigo.

Ichigo heard the conversation -they were tad bit louder than they must've thought- and just as the crossbow arrow came whirling at him, he pulled Zangetsu and with blinding speed, swatted the arrow away. The bandits cursed their luck and gave a whistle.

Soon, bandits popped out from everywhere on the road and surrounded them.

"Now, now, hero. Why don't you just put that sword down and surrender. There is no way you can win all of us," the first bandit that had spoken said as he adjusted his bandana and leather jacket before waving his hand over to his forty of so comrades.

Ichigo just sighed in frustration. Wherever he went, there was trouble somewhere waiting for him. He grabbed Zangetsu by the long chain on its handlebutt and began to swing it.

"I'll tell you exactly the same thing I told this lady here," Ichigo said as the sword began to gain speed.

"One..." Acnologia heard that and quickly backed away from Ichigo, still fearing the beating he gave her. "If you mess with strangers, be prepared to pay."

Ichigo later found himself dragging every single one of the bandits by the rope they had. He had tied all of their wrists and ankles, as to prevent escape, and stripped them naked of all things except their boxers or bras. Acnologia had told him that it would be good for him to do so, for they were bandits - someone always will pay to turn in bandits. So Ichigo obliged to the little money-making scheme and dragged them on their backs on the rocky dirt road with all forty in tow as he approached the town.

The town was a very large town, almost a city rather than a town. It had a lot of people going in and out of it as well. But as he passed by the people that were travelling on the same road -and the frequency in which Ichigo and Acnologia met people grew as they came closer to the town- they all gasped at him and some cheered.

He felt some hero, though confused as he was by their sudden cheer.

So when he came in front of the gate where the guards were, he tapped the shoulder of one of the guards that was waving off one of the villagers that had entered the city, thus looking at the opposite direction and not noticing Ichigo and his forty bandits. When the guard turned around, he also shrieked in shock but he managed to gain composure. "Why are the people cheering me?" Ichigo asked the guard.

The guard blinked. "You haven't heard about the Dirt Brothers?" he asked and Ichigo and Acnologia shook their head. "They were the ones terrorizing the local towns! Even most of the mages had trouble dealing with them! How did you do this?"

Ichigo shrugged sheepishly. He really was not used to receiving praise. "I just knocked them all out..." he muttered as the guards opened the gate. He gave them his thanks and walked through the gate and towards the town center.

When he did get there, the mayor of the town rushed out and hugged him. He was a grey bearded and mustached man without head hair.

Ichigo only shrugged it off, and the mayor did two things.

First, he laid a very heavy sack of money in his hand. "You have done us a great favor, youngsters! I hope this will be enough to satisfy you!" he said. Then he asked another favor. "However, this town is not strong enough to keep these forty bandits. We must have them transported to the major city where they will be imprisoned. I cannot, however, call up enough men to do that without jeopardizing this year's harvest! So I must ask you to transport these bandits to Magnolia, where the federal authority will provide you with handsome reward if you give this piece of memo to them," he said as he quickly scribbled a memo on a piece of paper and stamped it at the end. "It's more like a mayor's signature, but you get the point?"

Ichigo nodded. This town was small, so it was good to move on to this .. Magnolia. "Does Magnolia have a big library?" he asked the mayor who nodded fervently. He shrugged again, and he noticed that he was doing that a lot. "I guess I can do that."

"Oh, thank you! But for now, enjoy a little celebration we're going to throw in your honor!"

Then four bulky men came up to him with robes food and wine. The townspeople were also gathering about as they quickly set up tents and tables.

Ichigo sweatdropped. "W-Wait. I think I'll just go right now..." he began.

"No, no, no... You've done us a great favor. We must pay you back!"

"S-STOP!"

Ichigo hiccuped. Despite being a demi-god, he was quite weak to substances like alcohol.

"You are pathetic," Acnologia muttered behind him as the man continued to drag the bandits behind him.

"I *hiccup* couldn't help it! They just stormed me in and out! *Hiccup* I couldn't fight back, ya know? Not unless I want to seriously hurt them!" Ichigo complained groggily, the effects of alcohol disturbing his ability to speak clearly.

She just shook her head. "You are still pathetic."

"Fuck you too. *Hiccup*"

She whirled on him. "What'd you say?"

"Fuck-"

POW!

"You bitch!" Ichigo growled as he took a lazy swing at her. She easily sidestepped before headbutting Ichigo on the forehead. That was actually a bad move, as she got hurt more.

"Kyaah!"

"That hurts...!" Ichigo grumbled as he kept himself upright while swinging a lot side to side.

The bandits behind Ichigo and Acnowlogia watched the two demi-gods fight. One drunk, the other just plain angry. They stayed quiet, not wanting that anger to be turned up on them.

But they all sighed, knowing that their days as pirates of land was over and a new life of imprisonment would soon begin.

And they were quite right about that.

It took them two day's journey -since Ichigo didn't want to kill all of the bandits with his hyperspeed movement- to reach Magnolia.

Unlike the first town, Magnolia was a big, bustling trade city with lots of carts and people coming in and out.

'At least I can visit a decent library here...' he thought as he began to drag the bandits, who were now begging for death rather than to be dragged through the city's cobble floor, into the cobble floored city.

He reached what looked like a town center, and he was right about that when the captain of the guard of the city- one could tell from his fancy, caped uniform- came out to see him.

"Yeah, these guys are the Dirt Brothers. Nice job there, hero."

"Thanks."

"Now, here's your reward," the captain said as he gave Ichigo a sack of money. "Now, I know that you'll be quite bored while you stay here. You can go and look around, if you want. Oh, but you must visit Fairy Tail."

"Fairy Tail?"

"Yeah."

"What's Fairy Tail?"

"What? You don't know Fairy Tail, the strongest magic guild in Fiore?"

Both the captain and Ichigo turned around to see a almost pink-haired boy with a white muffler around his neck. Followed by a upright cat.

A upright blue cat.