The Guardian of Fairy Tail || Bleach/FairyTail crossover fanfiction

2: Miss Fairy Tail

Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or Fairy Tail, I wish I did but I don't.

Key:

Zangetsu's "speech" and thoughts

Ichigo's inner hollow's "speech" and thoughts

'Ichigo's thoughts'

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5 YEARS LATER
October 15, X784

Over the years I've come to learn more and more about this universe. That includes the truth about how we came to strange land of Fiore. An eclipse in a little over eight years occurs at the same time as our battle in Hueco Mundo. Somebody was probably jacking with ark of time magic or made some sort of a device that alters the flow of time. Whatever time alterations were made malfunctioned and tore a hole in the fabric of time and space. So when we were pulled into this dimension we were also pushed back 13 years. The only way we can get back is to wait for the eclipse and go through whatever pulled us here.

Grimmjow and I decided that to divert as much attention from us as possible we would keep our output of spiritual energy in constant check. I've learned how to reduce my spiritual pressure -which led to me being able to seal my zanpakuto- so my power isn't even a tenth as strong as usual. In fights we would only use enough power to defeat our opponent and no more. For me that means no bankai or hollofication and even shekai unless absolutely necessary, for Grimmjow it means that he can't release his zanpakuto. Also, to answer any questions that might surface about our abilities we decided to make up our own magic types called Soul Alternative -a type of Holder Magic because of our Zanpakuto and masks- and Kidō -a type of Caster Magic-. We made it as broad as possible so that ceros would be included with the usual hadō, bakudō, ect. We also agreed that our Soul Reaper and Hollow abilities would be part of Soul Alternative magic.

Come on King, pick up the pace!

'How many times do I have to tell you to stuff it!'

Until I decide to give a shit!

Pay attention you two. Zangetsu says in his usual flat voice, snapping my focus back to my surroundings. Grimmjow and I are currently striding down a busy street of Mongolia. I have switched out my shihakushō for a pair of ripped jeans with my combat pass hanging from the belt loop, a white long sleeve shirt with a black cross pattern on the front and sleeves, and a black vest. Grimmjow has changed his white espada uniform out for dark brown cargo pants with a black belt and gold skull buckle, a sleeveless black t-shirt with a white skull design, and a black vest with gold buttons. We put an enchantment on his hollow mask so that only he and I can see it so we don't draw as much attention. However, if Grimmjow were to exert to much reiatsu or magical power the spell would shatter. We pass multiple shops and clusters of people going about their daily business. I pear out to the water where large pieces of metal jut out from the surface.

Looks like they haven't finished picking up Natsu's latest mess.

Jeeze, they really need to put that guy on a leash.

'Nobody asked your opinion pasty face." I mentally jeer. 'Hey now that I think about it, calling you hollow and pasty face all the time is starting to get old don't you have a name?'