Crossing Over is Never Easy [Chapter 6]
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esp_dragonFandom: Danny Phantom/ Bleach crossover
Summary: Danny Fenton’s life hasn’t exactly been easy for the last few months. And now a shinigami has come through the Fenton Portal… WHAT?!
Rating: K
Notes: Shyeah, I thought that this was going to be the chapter that they’d get to really speak to each other. Turns out, nada. And knowing me, the explanations could just be over three chapters or something.
Really short chapter. Needed a cut off point before getting too deep in to the explanations/chatting.
*snerk* Lots of ‘Sam and Tucker’s again.
Danny’s treating the word ‘Hollow’ as the actual name for the Hollow instead of what it is.
How long has it been since there have been ghosts appearing? Jack says that he hasn’t seen any ghosts before in the first episode; in the same episode, Sam says that seeing ghosts is normal and something along the lines of it being mainstream.
Does Danny know Spectra’s first name? I know that it’s Penelope but does Danny know?
Danny’s treating the word ‘Hollow’ as the actual name for the Hollow instead of what it is.
Genre: Action/Adventure
Word count: 2,124
Status: Work in Progress
Danny went intangible and phased through the wall of his house to get into his room. Ichigo followed a few seconds later by coming in through the still-open window.
Danny gently deposited his two friends on the floor (he had ‘picked them up’ while they were still making their way to where Danny had flown to) and then he floated slightly above his bed.
Ichigo glanced between the three of them alternately and then around the room. He hadn’t said anything when Danny had swooped down on the two and started carrying them without any explanation. Or maybe he had said something, but Danny couldn’t hear him when he was flying overhead like he had been at the time.
“Why did you bring them?” Ichigo asked, indicating Sam and Tucker with a nod of his head once everyone was as settled as they could be for the time being.
“Because they’re my best friends,” Danny said, looking at him square in the eye, daring Ichigo to object. Not that he could really do anything to him if he did object but Danny still had to say it.
To that response, Ichigo raised an eyebrow a little before sighing and shrugging one shoulder. He didn’t say anything though.
Sam and Tucker looked up at Danny in surprise after hearing him speak to Ichigo. “He’s here?” They were both somehow able to say at the same time.
Danny turned his head to face his friends and nodded. “Yeah. He’s right by the window.” He pointed to where Ichigo vaguely was. The two glanced at the window but he knew that they wouldn’t be able to see him. While his parents had seen the black ghost, they hadn’t seen Ichigo. It had something to do with it being hit by the Fenton Foamer, that much was obvious. Danny knew that there was a spare in the basement. Okay, there was always a spare in the basement – as well as another six of that particular item.
“Hold on a sec,” Danny said to the three people in the room. He didn't wait for an answer from any of them before he turned intangible again and flew through the floor, and then through to the basement.
After scanning around for a few seconds –he really should do his chores; the lab was already getting into a mess again- Danny spotted another Fenton Foamer laying hazardly on top of an empty beaker. He picked it up, turned intangible and flew back to his room.
Sam and Tucker gaped at the weapon and then up at Danny. “Um, Danny, what’re you doing?” Sam asked, looking in trepidation at the weapon in Danny’s hands.
Danny looked at Ichigo when he was answering Sam’s question. “When my parents hit that other ghost-“
“Hollow,” Ichigo corrected him instantly.
“-uh, okay. Hollow.” Weird name for a ghost. Well, not really, thinking about it. None of the other ghosts had ‘normal’ names did they? Like Bob. There was Spectra and Bertrand but they weren’t regular names. Maybe all the people who died that had normal names passed on naturally. Huh. Oh, greeaat, he grumbled to himself, something else for him to think about that he didn’t really have to. “When my dad hit Hollow with the Fenton Foamer, my parents could see it after that. It didn’t seem to be hurt either so…” Danny trailed off, waited for Ichigo’s answer.
Ichigo stared at the weapon warily. “I didn’t know that there was anything that could reveal a Hollow to living eyes like that,” Danny heard him say quietly. Danny wasn’t sure if Ichigo was actually talking to him, or if he was supposed to hear that statement, so he didn’t comment. Not that he knew what he could say to that anyway. Ichigo’s gaze went up to Danny’s face. “You want me to hit me with that just so that your friends can see me?”
“Well, yeah,” Danny said with a small shrug of his shoulders. Then they could actually see Ichigo and he was sure it was it was frustrating for them not being able to see Ichigo. Not to mention not being able to hear what he was saying. And they could still have a little doubt about if Danny was seeing things or if there was someone really there.
Ichigo frowned and then snorted, closing his eyes. He then scratched the back of his head and opened his eyes again before talking. “It would make talking to the three of you easier but I can’t let you.” He continued on before Danny could protest. “I have a job to do and if regular people could see me,” –he moved his arms to indicate himself- “it’d be a lot harder to do, lookin’ like this." Ichigo looked at the Foamer again. “Do you know if it’s permanent or not?”
Danny lowered the Fenton Foamer a little resignedly. He had a point. The whole point of the God of Death was that no-one could see him work. If the citizens of Amity Park could see him… He had a huge sword strapped to his back. That was all that needed to be said, really. He wouldn’t be able to get very far before being stopped by the police. Especially since he didn’t have the ghostly aura of a ghost so the police would be instantly upon him. And they really hadn’t been able to see how long the Fenton Foamer worked for since Ichigo… sent the ghost nearly straight away after it had been hit.
Tucker glanced at the spot where Ichigo was and then back to Danny. “Could we have a commentary of what’s happening or maybe, I don’t know, can we know what the God is saying? It’s like trying to listen in on a phone call here,” he grumbled.
Danny saw Ichigo’s eyebrows wrinkle in puzzlement at the statement and fixed his gaze on Tucker. “God?” he repeated, even though Tucker couldn’t hear Ichigo.
Danny looked at Ichigo carefully. “Yeah. That’s what you called yourself when you said that you were a shin – a shini-“
“A shinigami,” Sam and Ichigo supplied at the same time. How did Ichigo always end up talking at the same time with someone else? It was getting annoying.
After correcting him, Ichigo thought over what Danny had said. He blinked and then shrugged non-commitantly. “Eh, I suppose.”
There was a moment of relative silence as Sam and Tucker sat down on the chairs that they had been sitting on before Danny had flown of while Ichigo leaned on the windowsill. Danny noticed that he didn’t take the sheath off of his back. Danny carefully placed the Fenton Foamer on his bedside table -if he was plain unlucky, it would still go off and hit Ichigo anyway- before hovering above his bed again.
“Danny?” He looked down at Sam. “Is he talking a lot or is no-one speaking?”
He glanced at Ichigo to see his reaction to the question and he thought he saw a twitch of the lips. He wasn’t sure and the rest of his face was impassive. “Heh. Um, no-one’s talking,” he said embarrassedly, scratching the side of his cheek. He laughed self-consciously.
Sam rolled her eyes and muttered something under her breath. Danny didn’t ask her to repeat whatever she had said. Like he needed to, with that tone that she was using. And then he knew that Ichigo's lips had twitched. Seemed like he was used to hearing that tone too. Weird.
With a steadying breath, Danny asked Ichigo, “Why did you want to talk to me?”
Ichigo rubbed the back of his neck and make a sound. “I don’t get this city,” he admitted. “I figured that you could answer a few questions since you seem to be well-known here." He paused. "And you can see me,” he added as an afterthought.
Danny snorted. “You could say that,” he said to Ichigo’s first point. Well-known because most of the ghosts were trying to kill him or he had stopped a few world domination schemes and for that, they were trying to kill him. It was a great variety.
“Hn,” Ichigo grunted. “How long has it been like this?” Ichigo jerked a thumb over his shoulder.
Danny looked where his thumb was pointing, but all he saw was the open window. His eyes went back to Ichigo. “This?” he repeated.
“All the ghosts,” Ichigo elaborated.
“Uh…” Danny looked to his friends for help. They looked at him expectantly, waiting for Danny to say what they hadn’t heard. “He’s asking how long it’s been since the ghosts started showing up,” he explained.
Sam frowned slightly as she thought over the question while Tucker fished out his PDA. “They’ve been here ever since I can remember,” Sam said slowly. Which was what Danny had thought. So, at least, something like fourteen years. He couldn’t ask his parents; they’d end up lecturing him for hours and he might not even get the information that he wanted. Not to mention, his dad hadn’t even seen a ghost until a few months ago.
“Mmm,” Tucker agreed. “I think the first ghost sighting here was some time in the eighties.” He looked up from his PDA to see his two friends staring at him. “What? I can be interested in ghosts too, you know. Well, I was enough to do a bit of research in the sixth grade; not enough to actually do any ghost hunting.” Danny and Sam shared a look and then shrugged together.
“It’s been, like this, for nearly twenty years?” Ichigo said quietly, stunned.
“Probably,” Danny said with a small shrug of his shoulders again. It wasn’t that bad was it? It was some sort of localised thing since there wasn’t much news of ghost sightings anywhere else – bar from Wisconsin of course.
“What? What happened to the other shinigami?” Ichigo’s voice was tinged with shock. He peered out of the window for some reason. It was a wasted effort, Danny knew. If you were waiting or expecting a ghost attack, it either didn’t come then or you just had to listen out for terrified screams, not keep a lookout for ghosts.
Danny blinked at what Ichigo had said. “Other...?”
Ichigo turned his head to look at Danny again, looking pensive. He rubbed his forehead with a palm. “What do you know about shinigami?”
Danny looked at Sam and then back at Ichigo. “Technically, not a lot. I didn’t even know what that word meant until Sam told me. I know that you send the unsent ghosts to the underworld.”
Ichigo nodded and mumbled something that Danny didn’t catch.
“Can I ask something?” Danny said.
The response was to glance back at Danny and another small nod.
“You said that you weren’t going to send me – why? Isn’t that your job to?” Danny asked. Not that he was complaining, obviously, but he was still curious as to why.
“You asked me if I was going to send you like I sent the Hollow. I wouldn’t send a plus spirit like I send a Hollow,” Ichigo explained.
A blank look from Danny. He didn’t explain it very well. “Um… what? None of what you’ve just said made any sense!” And the way that Ichigo said it so matter-of-factly, it was like it was common knowledge. Sam probably knew it though.
“Can we know what you two are talking about?” Tucker asked in an annoyed tone. At the same time, Ichigo said:
“That’s why I asked you what you knew about shinigami.”
Danny groaned, trying to sort out what the two had said separately. He then turned his head to Sam. “Sam, what else do you know about shini –oh, I give up- God of Deaths?”
“Not much,” she answered as she thought it over. “I know what the Western equivalent of shinigami was but I just thought that a shinigami would do the same thing as what the Grim Reaper does.”
Ichigo seemed like he was mulling something over in his mind. He looked at Danny. “I’ll tell you what I know about shinigami and you’ll answer my questions. Deal?”
When Danny asked the question to his two friends so that they knew what Ichigo had asked, Tucker’s eyes sparked with interest - but not as much as Sam’s.
“Take that as a yes?” Danny teased. They nodded. Hopefully he wouldn’t get too immersed when he was listening to what Ichigo was saying and reiterating what was being said.
Would he even take in what Ichigo was going to say when he was doing so? At least he found another perk of being half-ghost – he wasn’t going to get a dry mouth from talking too much.
Summary: Danny Fenton’s life hasn’t exactly been easy for the last few months. And now a shinigami has come through the Fenton Portal… WHAT?!
Rating: K
Notes: Shyeah, I thought that this was going to be the chapter that they’d get to really speak to each other. Turns out, nada. And knowing me, the explanations could just be over three chapters or something.
Really short chapter. Needed a cut off point before getting too deep in to the explanations/chatting.
*snerk* Lots of ‘Sam and Tucker’s again.
Danny’s treating the word ‘Hollow’ as the actual name for the Hollow instead of what it is.
How long has it been since there have been ghosts appearing? Jack says that he hasn’t seen any ghosts before in the first episode; in the same episode, Sam says that seeing ghosts is normal and something along the lines of it being mainstream.
Does Danny know Spectra’s first name? I know that it’s Penelope but does Danny know?
Danny’s treating the word ‘Hollow’ as the actual name for the Hollow instead of what it is.
Genre: Action/Adventure
Word count: 2,124
Status: Work in Progress
Danny went intangible and phased through the wall of his house to get into his room. Ichigo followed a few seconds later by coming in through the still-open window.
Danny gently deposited his two friends on the floor (he had ‘picked them up’ while they were still making their way to where Danny had flown to) and then he floated slightly above his bed.
Ichigo glanced between the three of them alternately and then around the room. He hadn’t said anything when Danny had swooped down on the two and started carrying them without any explanation. Or maybe he had said something, but Danny couldn’t hear him when he was flying overhead like he had been at the time.
“Why did you bring them?” Ichigo asked, indicating Sam and Tucker with a nod of his head once everyone was as settled as they could be for the time being.
“Because they’re my best friends,” Danny said, looking at him square in the eye, daring Ichigo to object. Not that he could really do anything to him if he did object but Danny still had to say it.
To that response, Ichigo raised an eyebrow a little before sighing and shrugging one shoulder. He didn’t say anything though.
Sam and Tucker looked up at Danny in surprise after hearing him speak to Ichigo. “He’s here?” They were both somehow able to say at the same time.
Danny turned his head to face his friends and nodded. “Yeah. He’s right by the window.” He pointed to where Ichigo vaguely was. The two glanced at the window but he knew that they wouldn’t be able to see him. While his parents had seen the black ghost, they hadn’t seen Ichigo. It had something to do with it being hit by the Fenton Foamer, that much was obvious. Danny knew that there was a spare in the basement. Okay, there was always a spare in the basement – as well as another six of that particular item.
“Hold on a sec,” Danny said to the three people in the room. He didn't wait for an answer from any of them before he turned intangible again and flew through the floor, and then through to the basement.
After scanning around for a few seconds –he really should do his chores; the lab was already getting into a mess again- Danny spotted another Fenton Foamer laying hazardly on top of an empty beaker. He picked it up, turned intangible and flew back to his room.
Sam and Tucker gaped at the weapon and then up at Danny. “Um, Danny, what’re you doing?” Sam asked, looking in trepidation at the weapon in Danny’s hands.
Danny looked at Ichigo when he was answering Sam’s question. “When my parents hit that other ghost-“
“Hollow,” Ichigo corrected him instantly.
“-uh, okay. Hollow.” Weird name for a ghost. Well, not really, thinking about it. None of the other ghosts had ‘normal’ names did they? Like Bob. There was Spectra and Bertrand but they weren’t regular names. Maybe all the people who died that had normal names passed on naturally. Huh. Oh, greeaat, he grumbled to himself, something else for him to think about that he didn’t really have to. “When my dad hit Hollow with the Fenton Foamer, my parents could see it after that. It didn’t seem to be hurt either so…” Danny trailed off, waited for Ichigo’s answer.
Ichigo stared at the weapon warily. “I didn’t know that there was anything that could reveal a Hollow to living eyes like that,” Danny heard him say quietly. Danny wasn’t sure if Ichigo was actually talking to him, or if he was supposed to hear that statement, so he didn’t comment. Not that he knew what he could say to that anyway. Ichigo’s gaze went up to Danny’s face. “You want me to hit me with that just so that your friends can see me?”
“Well, yeah,” Danny said with a small shrug of his shoulders. Then they could actually see Ichigo and he was sure it was it was frustrating for them not being able to see Ichigo. Not to mention not being able to hear what he was saying. And they could still have a little doubt about if Danny was seeing things or if there was someone really there.
Ichigo frowned and then snorted, closing his eyes. He then scratched the back of his head and opened his eyes again before talking. “It would make talking to the three of you easier but I can’t let you.” He continued on before Danny could protest. “I have a job to do and if regular people could see me,” –he moved his arms to indicate himself- “it’d be a lot harder to do, lookin’ like this." Ichigo looked at the Foamer again. “Do you know if it’s permanent or not?”
Danny lowered the Fenton Foamer a little resignedly. He had a point. The whole point of the God of Death was that no-one could see him work. If the citizens of Amity Park could see him… He had a huge sword strapped to his back. That was all that needed to be said, really. He wouldn’t be able to get very far before being stopped by the police. Especially since he didn’t have the ghostly aura of a ghost so the police would be instantly upon him. And they really hadn’t been able to see how long the Fenton Foamer worked for since Ichigo… sent the ghost nearly straight away after it had been hit.
Tucker glanced at the spot where Ichigo was and then back to Danny. “Could we have a commentary of what’s happening or maybe, I don’t know, can we know what the God is saying? It’s like trying to listen in on a phone call here,” he grumbled.
Danny saw Ichigo’s eyebrows wrinkle in puzzlement at the statement and fixed his gaze on Tucker. “God?” he repeated, even though Tucker couldn’t hear Ichigo.
Danny looked at Ichigo carefully. “Yeah. That’s what you called yourself when you said that you were a shin – a shini-“
“A shinigami,” Sam and Ichigo supplied at the same time. How did Ichigo always end up talking at the same time with someone else? It was getting annoying.
After correcting him, Ichigo thought over what Danny had said. He blinked and then shrugged non-commitantly. “Eh, I suppose.”
There was a moment of relative silence as Sam and Tucker sat down on the chairs that they had been sitting on before Danny had flown of while Ichigo leaned on the windowsill. Danny noticed that he didn’t take the sheath off of his back. Danny carefully placed the Fenton Foamer on his bedside table -if he was plain unlucky, it would still go off and hit Ichigo anyway- before hovering above his bed again.
“Danny?” He looked down at Sam. “Is he talking a lot or is no-one speaking?”
He glanced at Ichigo to see his reaction to the question and he thought he saw a twitch of the lips. He wasn’t sure and the rest of his face was impassive. “Heh. Um, no-one’s talking,” he said embarrassedly, scratching the side of his cheek. He laughed self-consciously.
Sam rolled her eyes and muttered something under her breath. Danny didn’t ask her to repeat whatever she had said. Like he needed to, with that tone that she was using. And then he knew that Ichigo's lips had twitched. Seemed like he was used to hearing that tone too. Weird.
With a steadying breath, Danny asked Ichigo, “Why did you want to talk to me?”
Ichigo rubbed the back of his neck and make a sound. “I don’t get this city,” he admitted. “I figured that you could answer a few questions since you seem to be well-known here." He paused. "And you can see me,” he added as an afterthought.
Danny snorted. “You could say that,” he said to Ichigo’s first point. Well-known because most of the ghosts were trying to kill him or he had stopped a few world domination schemes and for that, they were trying to kill him. It was a great variety.
“Hn,” Ichigo grunted. “How long has it been like this?” Ichigo jerked a thumb over his shoulder.
Danny looked where his thumb was pointing, but all he saw was the open window. His eyes went back to Ichigo. “This?” he repeated.
“All the ghosts,” Ichigo elaborated.
“Uh…” Danny looked to his friends for help. They looked at him expectantly, waiting for Danny to say what they hadn’t heard. “He’s asking how long it’s been since the ghosts started showing up,” he explained.
Sam frowned slightly as she thought over the question while Tucker fished out his PDA. “They’ve been here ever since I can remember,” Sam said slowly. Which was what Danny had thought. So, at least, something like fourteen years. He couldn’t ask his parents; they’d end up lecturing him for hours and he might not even get the information that he wanted. Not to mention, his dad hadn’t even seen a ghost until a few months ago.
“Mmm,” Tucker agreed. “I think the first ghost sighting here was some time in the eighties.” He looked up from his PDA to see his two friends staring at him. “What? I can be interested in ghosts too, you know. Well, I was enough to do a bit of research in the sixth grade; not enough to actually do any ghost hunting.” Danny and Sam shared a look and then shrugged together.
“It’s been, like this, for nearly twenty years?” Ichigo said quietly, stunned.
“Probably,” Danny said with a small shrug of his shoulders again. It wasn’t that bad was it? It was some sort of localised thing since there wasn’t much news of ghost sightings anywhere else – bar from Wisconsin of course.
“What? What happened to the other shinigami?” Ichigo’s voice was tinged with shock. He peered out of the window for some reason. It was a wasted effort, Danny knew. If you were waiting or expecting a ghost attack, it either didn’t come then or you just had to listen out for terrified screams, not keep a lookout for ghosts.
Danny blinked at what Ichigo had said. “Other...?”
Ichigo turned his head to look at Danny again, looking pensive. He rubbed his forehead with a palm. “What do you know about shinigami?”
Danny looked at Sam and then back at Ichigo. “Technically, not a lot. I didn’t even know what that word meant until Sam told me. I know that you send the unsent ghosts to the underworld.”
Ichigo nodded and mumbled something that Danny didn’t catch.
“Can I ask something?” Danny said.
The response was to glance back at Danny and another small nod.
“You said that you weren’t going to send me – why? Isn’t that your job to?” Danny asked. Not that he was complaining, obviously, but he was still curious as to why.
“You asked me if I was going to send you like I sent the Hollow. I wouldn’t send a plus spirit like I send a Hollow,” Ichigo explained.
A blank look from Danny. He didn’t explain it very well. “Um… what? None of what you’ve just said made any sense!” And the way that Ichigo said it so matter-of-factly, it was like it was common knowledge. Sam probably knew it though.
“Can we know what you two are talking about?” Tucker asked in an annoyed tone. At the same time, Ichigo said:
“That’s why I asked you what you knew about shinigami.”
Danny groaned, trying to sort out what the two had said separately. He then turned his head to Sam. “Sam, what else do you know about shini –oh, I give up- God of Deaths?”
“Not much,” she answered as she thought it over. “I know what the Western equivalent of shinigami was but I just thought that a shinigami would do the same thing as what the Grim Reaper does.”
Ichigo seemed like he was mulling something over in his mind. He looked at Danny. “I’ll tell you what I know about shinigami and you’ll answer my questions. Deal?”
When Danny asked the question to his two friends so that they knew what Ichigo had asked, Tucker’s eyes sparked with interest - but not as much as Sam’s.
“Take that as a yes?” Danny teased. They nodded. Hopefully he wouldn’t get too immersed when he was listening to what Ichigo was saying and reiterating what was being said.
Would he even take in what Ichigo was going to say when he was doing so? At least he found another perk of being half-ghost – he wasn’t going to get a dry mouth from talking too much.