Plot bunny that I've had in my mind for the last few days, I needed to get it out of my head.
Don't worry, I'm still working on Legion, but if I do solely that I'll burn out.
This will have maybe 2 or 3 more parts.
Not a harem story.
For once, there was calm in the Seireitei.
Sure, there was still an imminent war with Aizen in the future, but Ichigo and friends were able to relax for a bit after dealing with the most recent debacle.
Then of course, it all had to go to ruin.
Ichigo sighed as he looked at the light appearing in the middle of the Seireitei and bowed his head.
'Great…another thing.'
The ryoka alarms were going off again as the light shined brighter, Captains and Lieutenants appearing.
"Baka! What have you done this time!?" Rukia asked.
"Don't look at me, midget!" Ichigo cried out, indignant. "I didn't have anything to do with this!"
"THEN WHY IS YOUR REIATSU COMING FROM OUT OUT OF THAT LIGHT!" Rukia roared as she kicked him in the face.
"Dammit, Rukia! I don't know!"
The light shined brighter and everyone tensed for battle.
They didn't expect to hear screaming.
"AAAAAH!"
Crash!
Nor the sudden onset of cursing.
"Carajo!"
"'Saki, get your butt out of my face!"
"Get your face out of my butt!"
"Dammit, Azami! Where did your blasted machine send us now!?"
"By my calculations-"
"Your calculations are bull-!"
THWAP!
"Ow!"
"Be nice, Soryu!"
"Dammit, Benjiro!"
"Yoru! Get off of me!"
"Sorry, Lin."
"...you're still on me!"
The observing shinigami were honestly…very confused.
Then from the pile of bodies, a girl managed to finally pop out!
She froze as she saw the assorted scene in front of her.
"Oh damn…well…certainly not in any of our universes…" she then walked forward, palming her own shihakusho, and upon further investigation, all of them barring a few wore shihakusho, before grabbing a letter and smartly bowing before Yamamoto-soutaichou.
"Good…ah," she looked up to look at the sun, "Afternoon, Yamamoto-soutaichou, apologies for the disturbance, we are uh, well…there's honestly no real easy way of explaining this but uh, we're all from different universes and we're here due to Urahara Kisuke's fault."
…
Yamamoto looked at her and honestly had to close his eyes.
He wanted to know more, but honestly, this sounded like too much of a headache.
Therefore, he'd stick with his plan right now, blame Urahara and demand proof.
"I have proof here in a letter from Kyoraku-soutaichou, the current leader in my universe."
Yamamoto blinked again before taking the letter. For Shunsui to become his successor…
What had happened?
Hey, Yama-jii…I didn't think I'd ever have to write to you again…in our time you died. I…want to tell you how, but Kisuke's adamant that we can't affect timelines too much or they'd possibly have adverse effects.
I'm assuming that if you're getting this letter that means that we lost the kids for a bit, we're probably working on a way to get them back.
I didn't get to tell you this before you died, but thank you for everything I guess. I bet you're wondering why I sound so serious…well, finally had to be I guess if I'm in your spot now.
The children in front of you are good kids. They were united thanks to one of Urahara's experiments, but they're good kids nonetheless, you can trust them. More so than hopefully you trust their father.
I ask that you treat them as guests until we retrieve them.
Respectfully,
Kyoraku-soutaicho.
1st Division
13 Court Guard Squads
P.S. If you still don't believe me, I've given them permission to tell the story of how Jushi and I found you drunk one day trying to use Ryujin Jakka-
Yamamoto crunched the letter in his hands as indignant fury filled him.
'Damn, brat.'
Shunsui didn't know why he felt Yama-jii's sudden spike of reiatsu, only hoping that whatever was in that letter didn't bite him in the ass later.
"I have verified their identities. They are to be treated as…guests until such a time that they are retrieved to their respective home."
The girl bowed again, thanking him.
Yamamoto took a good look at the girl. She was tall, fair-skinned, with long black hair that fell down to her waist, a single lock of orange framing her face and falling down.
Her eyes were mismatched. One brown, one violet.
And her reiatsu…cold and immense, yet fortunately controlled.
He also noticed the two blades on her waist.
Powerful then, but at the very least much more respectful than her father.
Yamamoto gave her a single nod before heading back to his division. Best leave this to the others.
The other captains blinked, though Mayuri was nearly salivating at the prospect of learning about other universes.
"Alright guys! We're clear! Let's do introductions!"
The group was still arguing and the girl sighed before raising both her arms.
"Hado No 1: SHO!"
The observing crowd blinked at the absurdly powerful kido spell that knocked the entire group of children out of the pile with cries of dismay.
"Are we done now?"
"...Yes…" they said in unison.
The children then got up and the girl clapped before addressing the crowd.
"Alrighty then! Thank you all for your patience! I'm sure you're all very confused, so allow me to explain."
She then faced Ichigo who was now suddenly wary, every instinct in him saying to not let his father know about this girl.
"My name is Kurosaki Masaki!"
Ichigo froze.
"We…are all from different universes, though thanks to Urahara Kisuke, we found out about each other and have adventures together."
He was still frozen.
"And we are all children of Kurosaki Ichigo!"
"Wait…WHAT!?"
"MASAKI! MY GRANDFATHERLY INSTINCTS HAVE BEEN AWAKENED, OUR IDIOT SON HAS GIVEN US GRANDCHILDREN!"
BANG
"SHUT UP, GOAT FACE!"
After the initial surprise, Ichigo had to sit down from how lightheaded he was, Masaki (and he was still reeling from that) had gone on to explain.
Apparently it was Kisuke's fault.
He'd managed to make a bridge between universes. Originally meant for exploration purposes but due to an incident with Ichigo, his blood had become a focal point, which was how they'd all met each other.
They were currently trying to explore other universes and trying to find more siblings, but due to a miscalculation had ended up there with their machinery busted.
"We could try and fix it, but some stuff is a bit beyond our resident expert, so we'll just wait until they come looking for us."
"Very well then," Kyoraku said with a grin. The amount of teasing potential was enormous here.
"Could you introduce yourselves then?"
Many of the shinigami suddenly felt shivers.
"Sure! Again, I'm Kurosaki Masaki. First-born daughter of, obviously, Kurosaki Ichigo and-" she disappeared in a whisper of shunpo.
"Kuchiki Rukia!" she said as she suddenly hugged the now flushing woman. "Hi mom!"
"H-hello…" Rukia squeaked out, she was struck dumb by her supposed daughter, but the more she looked at her…
Was it possible to love your child this much, even though you'd never met them before?
Though apparently she was cursed with people being taller than her. Even her daughter towered over her!
Ichigo shivered as he felt the sudden killing intent from Byakuya and Renji a few feet away.
"Alright, guess I'm next then!" A young man, dressed in normal clothes, nearly a carbon copy of Ichigo actually walked forward to their little group.
"Kurosaki Kazui. Son of…well, I don't think we should bother repeating dad's name over and over again…right guys?" He called out.
Various noises of agreement came forth, it would be very repetitive.
"Anyway, I'm Orihime's son!"
Orihime gasped, her hands clasping together as she looked at her boy with stars in her eyes.
"Hi mom…" he said gently before hugging her.
So far, everything made sense…but the rest…
"Alright, I'm gonna hang out over here then, don't really know anyone, but hey! I'm Soryu, I'm Tatsuki's son."
Ichigo blinked.
The girl who changed his life, one of his closest friends and now his childhood friend.
Okay, that sorta made sense since he actually knew them.
He blinked again before dropping his shoulders.
There were still more kids.
"Hi, auntie," Soryu said as he hugged the woman who'd frozen in shock.
"You…look so much like her!"
It was true, he had Tatsuki's chin and eyes, and Ichigo's hair, though it was slightly darker and less spiky, more similar to her hairstyle.
"Yeah, running's joke is that mom's genes kicked dad's ass when I was born."
"Do all my kids have orange hair?" Ichigo finally managed to ask.
"Pretty much, near multiversal rule, Ichigo's kid? Orange hair. Except for Masaki and Shaolin, just about everyone has orange hair," Kazui said as he sat down. Unknowingly, two people had flinched at the second name.
Well…one and a cat.
Rukia perked up as she looked at her daughter and the orange lock.
"Yeah, you and dad's genes are pretty stubborn," she said with a grin as she held it. "I actually didn't have this lock of hair until Uncle Renji accidentally cut it off during a spar and it came out orange."
Renji suddenly shivered at the ice-cold glare that Rukia was now giving him.
"Alright then, moving on!" Another young man came up, he actually had longer hair with some of it braided, orange obviously and had a tattoo on his shoulder.
It was then that they got a good look at his shihakusho.
It was a 2nd Division uniform that left his shoulders and back exposed, the tattoo being the flower of the 2nd.
Sui-Feng felt a chill run down her back.
"Good afternoon, I am Kurosaki-Feng Yoruichi. I'm sure that you can determine my parentage from my name alone. For convenience, please call me Yoru."
He flashed over to the struck dumb captain and bowed to her. Knowing that such a revelation would be…hard to absorb.
"Hello, mother."
The sudden laughter from the side made Sui-Feng turn crimson as she turned to see Yoruichi (her mentor), cackling from the sidelines in cat form.
She groaned…Yoruichi would be insufferable.
Ichigo had frozen again.
"Laugh all you want, ma! But you're not escaping this!" Another voice called out. From the crowd was another woman, dark-skinned with purple hair a shade lighter than Yoruichi's own and for some reason orange cat ears.
"Hi everyone! Kurosaki Shaolin! At your service, nya!" She said with an odd accent while doing a catgirl pose and winking.
'Too cute!'
Ichigo's protective instincts suddenly surged as he caught the gazes of some of the male shinigami before freezing in horror.
'My daughter's a catgirl gyaru with Yoruichi's teasing attitude…Spirit King help me…'
Yoruichi for once was dumbfounded…sure Ichigo was a cute kid, but…to have a kid with him?
She chilled as she thought about Isshin's reaction to this.
'He must never know.'
"Hi, mamá…" the girl said as she picked up the now limp cat and hugged it tightly.
Chad jerked as he noticed the familiar accent. There was definitely a story there.
"Lin, your ears are out again," Yoru called out.
"Whoops!" she concentrated and they swiftly disappeared much to the disappointment of some of the male shinigami.
Yoruichi was still limp in her grasp.
'She named her child after me?' Sui-Feng thought to herself, more than a little pleased.
It helped calm the sheer fury of the ryoka boy daring to touch her beloved master.
"Next!" Masaki called out.
The next one was a small little thing, barely coming up to even Rukia's height, she had wide hazel eyes and her orange hair was done in a bun.
Toshiro froze.
"My goodness she's so tiny…"
"Good afternoon everyone, my name is Kurosaki Fuyuhana, I'm Hinamori Momo's daughter, it's nice to meet you all."
Ichigo was shocked back to lucidity by the ice cold reiatsu now bearing down on him.
She flashed over to Hitsugaya and gave a deep bow.
"It's good to see you again, Uncle-I mean, Captain Hitsugaya."
Toshiro blinked and looked into her eyes, so much like Momo's that it almost hurt. Especially since she was still recovering.
He turned away.
"Uncle is fine…"
"Aww…taicho!" he was suddenly swept up into a hug by his vice, "look at you practically melting for your niece!"
"Matsumoto!"
"Be honest, cutie," she then peered over to the smiling girl. "You've got him wrapped around your finger don't you?"
The girl put her finger to her chin before giving a sly smile.
"Well…"
"Hahaha! I'm gonna love you so much!"
"Just wait till you get a load of me, mom!"
Rangiku blinked.
The energetic boy in front of her seemed like a stark contrast, but she could see the resemblances, particularly her eyes and nose. His hair seemed to be a shade between hers and Ichigo's.
"Wha…?"
"Kurosaki Sho!"
Rangiku blinked at the boy before fainting.
"Huh…honestly didn't expect that reaction," the young man said before turning to face him.
"Good to see you again, Uncle! Though I gotta admit, it's odd to be looking down on you."
Toshiro blinked before a pleased smile appeared on his face.
He does get taller!
"Alright! Who's next!?"
Two boys came forward, one that seemed to carry a weight to him and was actually slightly shaking. The other supported him.
"Good afternoon, I am Kurosaki Ren…my birth mother was Unohana-taicho…"
Jushiro, Shunsui, and Retsu all sucked in a sharp breath.
"Though due to…unfortunate circumstances. I was raised alongside my half-brother, Benjiro," the other boy waved. "By Kotetsu Isane."
Now Isane sucked in a breath before turning to her captain who was suddenly very, very quiet.
Unohana looked into the eyes of her apparent son and saw desperate grief, fury, and disappointment.
She knew what happened.
The two flashed over to the duo, and few missed how Ren seemed to stick closer to Isane and seemed…standoffish to Unohana.
The next one to appear was another girl with soft features, her orange hair styled in a bun with very familiar golden ornaments.
Another marking factor?
She wore glasses.
"Kurosaki Youko," she said with a bow to her mother. "It is good to see you mother."
Nanao flushed, taking in her daughter.
'Sunshine…'
Ichigo shivered again as yet another heavy reiatsu fell upon him.
Jushiro rolled his eyes, of course Shunsui would be serious about this.
Another woman appeared.
She was…quiet. But one could tell by the way she was looking at things that she was inquisitive, curious…intelligent.
More than a few widened their eyes.
'Kurosaki's got balls.'
"Kurosaki Azami, pleased to meet you. I am Nemu's daughter."
Kurotsuchi Mayuri blinked. Suffice to say, the man lacked any sort of parental instinct or behavior. One only needed to see how he treated his lieutenant/creation.
Yet for some reason, he had the desire to dissect Kurosaki Ichigo without bothering about research.
A sudden flash and a black box was presented to him, by his…by the girl.
"What is this?"
"I imagine that as Captain of the Twelfth, you would like to research more on the different possibilities of universes, here is some of the data accumulated."
Mayuri grabbed the box almost tenderly, an uncomfortable emotion welling up in him before nodding and disappearing, not even bothering to address Nemu.
Azami faced the others and winked.
'Smart girl.'
"That should distract him for the next few weeks…it is good to see you, mother." Azami said with a sad smile as she grabbed the other woman's hand.
Nemu swallowed…everything that made her keep her composure now…lost.
'A…daughter…?'
"Well, that looks like everyone!" Masaki said with cheer. "At least, everyone that was caught in the blast."
Ichigo choked.
"There's more!?"
"Oh yeah, way more."
'Although considering everything, it's probably best that the others aren't here. Don't want to imagine what they'd think of Ami, Senjiro or Hashirama…don't think they really know about fullbringers, but they wouldn't know anything about Connor or Tensei, or worse, Ximena and Metzli.'
"And that's not even getting to those of us that have siblings!"
Ichigo and various women choked.
"...yeah, yeah, why don't you and Shaolin rub it in, eh?" Kazui muttered.
"Huh?" Ichigo asked.
"Oh yeah, Masaki and Shaolin are tied with the most siblings at three." Kazui declared, much to everyone's shock.
Yoruichi fainted, not that it was noticed by Shaolin.
Rukia froze.
"F-f-four kids!?"
"Yeah, though the twins were an accident-"
"TWINS!?" she shrieked.
"Your poor body…" she heard Matsumoto comment.
"Mhmm…let's see," Masaki continued, as if she didn't even notice her mother's near heart attack. "Ren and Benjiro are half-siblings, though they have a little sister on the way."
Isane squeaked.
"Youko's right behind us with her own twin siblings."
Nanao stumbled.
"Fuyuhana has a little sister too, cutest thing ever."
Toshiro choked.
"Oh! And Yoruichi's finally getting a little sibling."
"Yeah, finally!" Yoruichi said with a grin as he noticed his mother sway.
"But other than that, the rest are the only children of their respective mothers," she finished.
Ichigo blinked.
He then fainted.
Ichigo would wake up a few minutes later as part of a circle, it seemed that his kids alongside his respective mothers had chosen to share part of their stories, along with a few friends.
The only one that refrained was Ren.
"Before we continue, I have to ask something," Chad began before turning towards Shaolin.
"Shaolin…why do you have a Mexican accent?"
The group blinked.
"Ah, I was wondering when someone would pick that up. Oh well, I guess Yoru and I should share our story since they're so similar," Shaolin said as she stretched before motioning her half brother to start.
"So basically, in our universes, Yoruichi takes on dad as an apprentice and forces both him and mom to work together, train together, etc."
"However, during a war, not the Winter War mind you, our respective namesakes were killed in battle."
The entire group gasped and both Yoruichi and Sui-Feng looked at each other in concern.
"In their grief, our parents turned to each other…my parents…well, after they had me they were tired of being reminded of the losses." Shaolin continued. "Tio Chad invited them to join him to visit Mexico."
"Mom fell in love with the people, the culture, the music, food, everything…so they decided to stay. Tio Kyoraku let them, saying that they'd given enough."
She smiled slightly.
"I grew up learning Spanish and Japanese, heh, just like Tio Chad. Eventually as the years passed, I got three other siblings. Joaquin (Chad choked up a bit upon hearing that), Saito and Esmeralda."
Yoruichi was still dumbfounded, never thinking that she'd ever…could ever have such a life.
"Tio Kisuke likes to make fun of you though, says you were domesticated."
Yoruichi immediately decided to kick Kisuke's ass.
"Domesticated…pftt, as if."
"I've got some videos though! My brothers really love messing with you, you've become every one's worst nightmare, a combo mexican-asian mom."
"What?"
Shaolin turned the phone she had and showed a video of her brother in the mirror.
"Alright guys, let's do this!" Yoruichi gasped. It seemed that her dark skin was a dominant trait, because the young man (and he was so beautiful in her eyes) had her skin but his father's face and hair, only swept back with some kind of gel.
"¿Que estas haciendo?" Joaquin asked as he walked up to his mother.
Yoruichi was still as beautiful as ever, not even motherhood had taken it from her, instead, only adding to it. She twitched however as she saw herself doing something as mundane as…well…counting beans?
"She's sorting beans…gets rid of any bad ones." Chad said, remembering his mother doing the same when he was young and his grandfather after.
"¿Joaquin, por que me haces preguntas tan estupidas pendejo, no hagas coño, tengo frijol!"
They were taken aback by the sharp tone in Yoruichi's voice.
"Dad always said it was cosmic karma that caused the boys to drive you crazy, amá…" Shaolin chuckled.
Yoruichi twitched again.
"Ah, vamos a hacer frijol con arroz." She said again.
"Mm…" Chad hummed.
"Ah pues, que bueno para que tambien separes el arroz!" Joaquin said as he poured a container full of rice over the beans and table, giggling as he escaped.
"! %!% MADREEEEEEEE! PENDEJOOOO!"
They were all taken aback by the sheer maternal fury in her voice while Shaolin was rolling on the ground in laughter, her ears and even a tail popping out.
Ichigo would not lie to himself. It was terrifying.
'My daughter's a catgirl! What kind of attention is she grabbing!?'
"Ah…you should have seen him later after amá put him through the wringer in their next training session."
Yoruichi harrumphed.
"As expected."
"Don't worry amá, we've all learned to fear your chancla."
"She's not…normally that angry…right?" Orihime asked.
"Nah, nah, but that was like, the fifth thing that Joaquin and Saito had done that day to annoy her. Here's a funnier one."
The video showed Yoruichi over the stove making her gawk.
"...haiciendole lonche de este !$% huevón." Yoruichi grumbled as she cooked some meat.
"Amá, (Mm?) te faltó una lechuga, ¿no la echastes la lechuga?"
"No la lleva lechuga, pendejo!"
"Si, allá." Joaquin said as he tossed half a head of lettuce into the pan, the two of them falling into laughter.
Yoruichi could admit…it was a heartwarming scene.
"Snort…"
Yoruichi blinked as she turned to face Sui-Feng who was looking at her in amusement.
She narrowed her eyes.
"Something on your mind, little bee?"
"No, no, of course not-" Sui-Feng slyly said.
"Oh is that where that nickname comes from?" Shaolin commented idly.
"Huh?"
"Well, you call me abejita, which translates to Little Bee…always wondered why, especially since I have well…these." she pointed at her ears and tail.
"Really?" Yoru asked. "Huh, mom used to call me her little kitten when I was a kid but I grew out of it."
Sui-Feng flushed as Yoruichi turned to her with a grin.
"I think…that we should hear more about Sui-Feng's adventure with Ichigo, don't you think so, Yoruichi?" she turned to the boy with a grin.
He had a similar one on his face much to his mother's horror.
"Oh, I believe so too, Yoruichi, cause let me tell you, romance dramas have got nothing on them." He chuckled.
"So, similar story right, except my parents don't stay together, sigh, I was the product of a one night stand-" He dramatically said, even leaning back his head in despair.
"Woooooooow…Ichigo, you didn't even have the decency to take responsibility?" Yoruichi began to rib him.
"I…I…I" Ichigo could only stutter.
"Oh no, he did…see, it was Mom who couldn't handle her feelings, tsundere that she is-"
Yoruichi cackled as Sui-Feng sputtered.
"So I usually spent time between them growing up, which honestly wasn't too bad," Yoru shrugged. "See, the problem is that they were constantly dancing around each other or arguing with each other, the worse was the arguing."
"Really?"
"Yeah." he said with an annoyed glare. "Cause it always ended up with the two of them in bed."
Sui-Feng couldn't even speak, simply burying her face in her hands.
Her reputation was ruined.
"Y-yoru!" Surprisingly it was Ichigo who called him out. "It's not appropriate to talk about these things!"
"AND IT'S NOT APPROPRIATE TO DO 'INTERROGATE THE KUNOICHI' IN MY ROOM DAD!"
Ichigo choked.
Sui-Feng whined.
Yoruichi cackled, especially once she saw Yoru wink at her.
'I love this kid!'
" I HAD TO BURN THOSE SHEETS!"
He then whirled on Sui-Feng.
"And mom! You really need to work on your seals so that they work with dad's reiatsu, do you know how many times I've been woken up by you screaming?"
Will this day ever end?
'This is a nightmare, it has to be…'
"Anyway," Yoru said as he addressed the crowd. "After a good 15 years, they finally decided to officially get together and tie the knot. Three years later…getting a new sibling…it's nice. We finally get to do things as a family."
Sui-Feng, although still embarrassed by the entire ordeal, couldn't help but be mesmerized by his smile.
'...my son…'
"Speaking of pregnancy, you need to see this photo." Shaolin said as she showed them a photo of Yoru with his mother on his shoulder (she was tiny compared to him), the both of them with a grumpy expression.
Sui-Feng even had her arms crossed in annoyance.
One could also see that she was a good bit pregnant.
"Oh yeah, mom's super stubborn about her work, we're constantly on her to take breaks and stuff. I'm at least able to convince her to not shunpo around all over the damn place."
Sui-Feng's eye twitched. She was pregnant, not invalid.
Though it was…pleasing, to see her boy be so caring and responsible.
'Oh no…'
Yoruichi chuckled in amusement.
"I've also got this one from our family during my quinceañera!"
Chad openly grinned at this.
"You had one?"
"Yep! You planned it out, tio!"
She then showed them the family photo and Yoruichi would forever deny tearing up at the picture.
Ichigo was much older and had grown a short beard wearing a black tuxedo with a yellow tie and she was wearing a black, sparkling dress.
Shaolin was in the middle, in a resplendent, flowing yellow dress with black ribbons.
To Ichigo's right was Joaquin, and Yoruichi's left was Saito, both in their own tuxedos with yellow ties.
Below Shaolin's waist was Esmeralda, the child beaming brightly as she wore her own little dress.
Sui-Feng actually began to choke up, in Shaolin's hands was a small portrait with her picture.
'Even in death…I was still part of their life.'
It made her happy.
The rest of the day, all the kids started to share stories about their parents. Although the implications were slightly awkward, it was a grand time for everyone.
"Alright everyone! Now for what we really wanted to show you!" Masaki said as she and the other kids were on one end of the Sokyoku Hill training area, and their parents (plus a few others) were on the other end.
Masaki was the first to draw her twin blades, much to everyone's surprise, a manic grin appeared on her face.
"I've been itching to spar with you mom and dad!"
"As are we!" the rest of her half siblings said.
Except for three, Soryu, Azami and Kazui.
Though for entirely different reasons.
"I uh…I'm not really a fighter…" Kazui said to his mother.
"I am not suited for conventional combat."
"And I'm not able to go up against shinigami yet…" Soryu said with a disappointed sigh.
For the rest however…
"Alright then, a couple things you guys need to know before we begin!" Masaki called out to the parents.
"First thing! Kurosaki Ichigo's children are stupidly strong!"
Various chuckles rose from her half-siblings.
"Second! We learn at a stupid fast rate!"
They all readied themselves against their respective parents.
"Third! Well…you'll see!" She said with a grin as she charged, her siblings following suit.
Masaki reached Ichigo and Rukia first, twin blades dancing in the air as she struck.
Yoru faced off against Sui-Feng in a barrage of blows, the same said of Shaolin with Yoruichi.
Toshiro actually ended up facing off against Fuyuhana while Rangiku faced her son Sho.
Nanao and Youko faced off with kido.
Benjiro's blade crashed against his mother's.
And Ren was driven by fury as he bared down on his.
Masaki danced between her parents, becoming a cyclone of metal as she kept them separated.
In her universe, her parents were absolutely deadly when they fought together. Although these two didn't have that experience, she'd rather not risk it.
Still though, she was impressed at how good they were.
Rukia danced between each attack before delivering her own, sparks flying with each clash of their blades.
And she was more than a little awe struck at how her dad seemed to adapt to everything.
'Mom wasn't kidding when she said that he was a scary fighter.'
"Dance, Sode no Shirayuki!"
Dammit, she let herself get distracted!
'Still as beautiful as ever, huh?' She thought to herself.
'Naturally…she is my mother.'
"Alright then! Let's do this!"
Masaki shunpo'd away and cross her arms in front of her.
Her right wrist flicked forward, the edge of the blade facing out now.
"Dance across the heavens, freeze them with your grace!"
Her left wrist flicked forward now.
"Pierce the heavens, and shatter them with your resolve!"
She pushed out with her arms, the two blades grinding against each other before changing as everything froze around her.
"Hagetsu."
Both Ichigo and Rukia looked at Hagetsu with awe. On her right hand was a white katana on par with Sode no Shirayuki's beauty, one could see frosty mist emanating from the blade.
On her left was a black sword the length of a wakizashi but slightly wider, that seemed to absorb light. Connecting the two blades was a long ribbon, half white and half black on opposing ends.
"Hagetsu…the White Moon." Masaki said with a gentle smile. "Third Rule of Ichigo's kids, due to our lineage, we inherit getsu-type blades."
She then swiped the air in front of her, a white tear appearing in the sky.
"Hey dad, you might want to get ready for this!"
Ichigo grinned, even with his crappy reiatsu sensing abilities, even he couldn't mistake the feel of what was about to come.
He reared back Zangetsu and Rukia leaped away.
"GETSUGA…" they both cried out. "TENSHOOOOOOO!"
Their flaring auras caught everyone's attention as two arcs of energy, one blue and one white crashed into each other.
Rukia shook her head.
"Certainly her father's kid."
"That's…an absurd amount of power…" Sui-Feng commented to Yoruichi, their namesakes across their own little battlefield.
Nevertheless, she couldn't help but feel proud of her son, who'd actually managed to put a few bruises on her, especially with his unconventional style.
"What did you do?"
Yoru grinned.
"Ah well, to be honest, you got on my ass a lot about keeping up with my hakuda training, and well, I really like to street dance…so after looking up some things online, I learned about capoeira, brazilian dance fighting."
"Certainly unique."
"Well then, since Masaki's gone and done it…que tal, Yoru?"
"Maa, maa…this'll be fun." Yoru said with a grin.
The two drew their zapakutou, and their mothers tensed before grinning.
"Cheeky brats."
The both of them had wakizashi, Shaolin was the first to call hers out by holding it horizontally in front of her before pushing her hands together, the blade disappearing as she spoke.
"Ensnare the heavens and smother them in fear, Tokaigetsu (Hidden Moon)."
Yoru smirked as he took up a familiar pose with his wakizashi, Sui-Feng's eyes widening.
"Sting the heavens, silence them: Kagegetsu (Shadow Moon)."
Shaolin's arms were now covered in what appeared to be gauntlets and her shins were covered in greaves.
She also had her ears out as well as her tail that was now covered in armor with a mace at the end.
Yoruichi blinked.
"Well that's unique."
"Heh, grácias."
Yoru's zanpakuto had also turned into gauntlets, extremely similar to his mother, but they were bulkier and had two claws on each arm.
"Well, mother? Shall we dance?"
Sui-Feng blinked before grinning.
"Sting all enemies to death, Suzumebachi."
"Sigh…reckless idiots…all of them…though I suppose we've all inherited dad's brashness," Fuyuhana sighed. "Isn't that right, Sho?"
"Haha, got that right Fuyu!"
They split apart from Toshiro and Rangiku before charging their reiatsu.
"Burn the heavens! Higetsu! (Flying Moon)"
"Scatter the heavens, Haigetsu! (Ashen Moon)"
Nanao smiled in pride, although she knew very little about Kurosaki Ichigo, all knew about his…lack of control.
For her daughter to be so powerful and proficient with kido.
Well, she certainly did something right.
"You don't have it yet, do you?"
Nanao blinked in confusion.
"Have what?"
Youko turned her gaze over to Kyoraku who stared at her grimly.
"Grandmother's burden."
He closed his eyes in resignation.
"No matter, you will know eventually. I can't not reveal too much of the future, mother."
Nanao blinked in confusion, but nodded.
"For this next part, I would like to spar with you, Uncle," she addressed.
Shunsui raised his brow in confusion.
"I'm not sure that's a good idea, little one."
"Please," she said with a small smile. "Indulge me."
He tilted his head before appearing on the ground in front of her.
"Alright…I'm guessing there's something you want to show me."
She merely smiled before two swords appeared on her waist much to his surprise.
Shunsui's eyes widened as he felt the reiatsu in them.
'Impossible.'
"How…?"
"One thing you should know about Kurosaki Ichigo, dear Uncle," she began as she drew the two blades out of their sheathes.
"Nothing is impossible when he's involved."
Both he and Nanao gasped as she took a pose similar to his own.
"This is my homage to my father, and to you, Uncle," Youko said.
"The lunar wind soothes as the lunar god sings. The heavens weep and are torn asunder."
She moved, and her blades became twin khopesh.
"Shingetsu. (Divine Moon)"
"Come on mom, I want to see how far we can go!" Benjiro said as he unleashed his blade.
"Sure thing, Benjiro," Isane chuckled. Her son was certainly energetic. "Run, Itegumo."
Benjiro grinned.
"Sprint heavenward, Kumogetsu!"
A three-pronged sword and a hollow blade impacted.
"You are angry."
Ren closed his eyes and tried to calm himself.
"I have no wish to converse, only fight." he ground out before striking at her again, her unreleased sword swiftly blocking.
The two of them felt the surges of reiatsu and Ren grimaced.
"We do not need to do this."
"We do." Ren retorted. "It's what we are."
He pointed his blade at her, his temper fraying from her refusal to fight.
"Fight already…"
"There is no need to." Unohana sadly said.
"So you say," He said before turning his sword horizontally and gripping the blade, making her eyes widen in shock as his remained cold.
"Slaughter the heavens. Drink their lifeblood."
He cut his hand, letting the blood adorn the blade.
"Chigetsu. (Blood Moon)"
"...Kazui…" Orihime began as she and the other children observed the fights. She was concerned and the question had been burning her mind."...do you…not have shinigami powers?"
Kazui sighed and she could see his shoulders fall.
"No…I…I don't."
"...how?"
"Dad's genes make me only a quarter-shinigami" he sighed as he began to explain"…I got a lot of his physical attributes as you can see, and even a crapton of reiatsu but my powers are similar to yours instead."
"Oh…could you show me later?" she asked.
Kazui smiled softly at her and nodded and they refocused on the fight.
Soryu was the only one who noticed the minute frown on Kazui's face and knew that he didn't want to share the full story to spare her out of a misplaced sense of guilt.
Kazui's shinigami powers did exist at one point.
But for his current powers to exist, their natures had unintentionally collided, and they'd been consumed.
Kazui could admit that it was for the better. Otherwise he wouldn't have been able to destroy that fragment.
But a part of him still wondered.
More than that he regretted how he treated his mother once he grew up and found out during his stupid rebellious phase. He'd wanted to become so much like his father that he nearly killed himself trying to force his powers to work contrary to their nature, and had hurt his mother dearly with scathing words multiple times.
It was only after getting his ass kicked by Ichika and then almost losing his mother that he'd turned around and fixed things.
This version of her didn't know that pain, and he would spare her of it.
"Well…no time like the present, eh, Kazui?" Soryu said as he cracked his neck.
"Hm?"
He then kicked Kazui in the face across the field.
"K-Kazui! Soryu!" Orihime exclaimed in shock and worry.
"Dammit, Soryu! What was that for!?" Kazui yelled as he got back up.
"You were mopin', it was annoying." Soryu said as fire wreathed his arms before coalescing into two wakizashi made out of said fire.
Orihime deadpanned.
'He really is Tatsuki's son.'
"Come on, let's show auntie what we got!"
Kazui sighed before placing his fists together, concentrating as he summoned his power.
"Tsukuyomi."
A dark aura, the color of the midnight sky emanated from him as a glowing crescent moon appeared on his forehead.
Out of bluish white light, he formed a beautiful katana, before taking a guarding stance.
Soryu rolled his eyes but attacked.
Meanwhile, Nemu and her daughter observed.
"You do not fight?" Nemu asked.
"I do not. My zanpakuto is not suited for combat."
Nemu actually showed surprise.
"You…have a zanpakuto?"
"I do…though it is not suited for regular combat." Azami explained. "Our father has the unique ability to understand the motivation behind a person's blade…Shogetsu (Piercing Moon) expands upon that, by allowing me to look into a person's heart."
"Know thy enemy…"
"Indeed."
"Bankai! Tensa Zangetsu!" Ichigo roared with a grin before blurring forward, his blade crashing against Masaki's own, a grin on her own face as well.
Rukia panted to the side, having let Ichigo take over to the feet.
"Stamina freaks, the both of them," she muttered as she sealed Sode no Shirayuki.
"Indeed." Another voice spoke and she jerked in surprise to see her brother there.
"Nii-sama!" she rose to bow but his hand stopped her.
"Rest."
"How long have you been here?"
"Since the beginning, though, I purposefully hid myself." Byakuya said as he looked over at the sparring teenagers.
"Though she is from an alternate universe, your progeny is quite skilled."
"Yes…she is…" Rukia palmed a burn wound on her side. She should have known better than to think that Masaki was solely a zanjutsu fighter. The surprise shakkaho was certainly well done.
"She mentioned that she had siblings?"
"Three…twin boys, Jushiro and…Kaien…and the youngest daughter…Hisana."
She could feel her brother slightly stiffen before nodding.
'The people who most affected our lives barring nii-sama…'
She wondered how they were.
Their attention was caught by Ichigo.
"So…do you got bankai, too!?" Ichigo called out, blood pumping as he was subconsciously enjoying the fight.
"I do…but I can't use it here…too much risk of collateral damage," Masaki grimly shook her head. Her parents had strictly warned her not to enter bankai around others unless they were there or her enemy was sufficiently powerful.
"At least she shows restraint," Byakuya commented, though he wondered if the sheer amount of cold reiatsu around the area was due to her lack of control or simply an aspect of her shikai.
She then grinned.
"There is something else I can show you though." She grinned maniacally as her reiatsu began to darken.
'Let's go, Nueva Luna!'
'RIGHT!'
The dark reiatsu coalesced around her face and Ichigo froze as he saw a porcelain white mask appear over his daughter's face.
The mask itself was hauntingly beautiful. Having the same teeth that he did but with a pair of closed lips in the middle.
Pale red sakurasou flowers decorated her cheeks, her eyes also had circle-like markings dotting them around their circumference.
Ichigo remained frozen, horrified at the thought that his daughter was facing the same problem he did. That all of his children were facing the same ordeal.
"Oi. What's that expression on your face, dad?"
Ichigo gulped as his daughter's voice caught his attention. He could see her golden eyes behind the mask staring at him in slight disdain.
Was her personality getting affected?
'I don't like seeing such fear on his face.'
'Remember, this is before…that…'
'Yeah.'
"Ah…I forgot, you don't know yet."
'Know what?' Ichigo thought to himself.
"Oh well, you better get ready dad! Here comes a big one!" Masaki said as she swung her right hand back, black and white reiatsu forming.
'CRAP!'
"Getsuga…TENSHO!"
Imma stop for here now, next chapter (whenever I get to it, will include the other fights, a few bankais and explanation for other powers.)
I have a headcanon that Kazui won't grow up with shinigami powers, if Kubo ever did a sequel series, I think it'd be an interesting dynamic having him try to live up to his father's legacy while unable to be a shinigami.
Cause well, for him to have destroyed that fragment of Yhwach just like that?
Meh, it's a headcanon anyway.
Also, I'm sticking with the tradition that the Main Line of the Shiba clan (Isshin's line) has getsu type blades, kinda like how the Ise clan has their generational zanpakuto (though of course Ichigo would 'break' the Ise curse.)
List of Kids - Currently present
Rukia - Masaki - Hagetsu
Orihime - Kazui -Tsukuyomi (Non-shinigami)
Tatsuki - Soryu (Reiatsu manifests as fire)
Sui-Feng - Yoruichi - Kagegetsu
Yoruichi - Shaolin - Takiogetsu
Momo - Fuyuhana - Higetsu
Rangiku - Sho - Haigetsu
Retsu - Ren - Chigetsu
Isane - Benjiro - Kumogetsu
Nanao - Youko - Shingetsu
Nemu - Azami - Shogetsu
Mentioned but not present.
Ami - Hiyori's
Senjiro - Mashiro's
Hashirama - Lisa's
Connor - Jackie's
Tensei - Riruka's
Ximena - Nel
Metzli - Halibel