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esp_dragon) wrote2007-01-22 12:28 am
esp_dragon) wrote2007-01-22 12:28 am
Crossing Over is Never Easy [Chapter 2]
Fandom: 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: I was wondering this while writing this chapter. Would Ichigo be affected by the Fentom Thermos? Because technically, he should. *laughs evilly*
And I so so wanted to make a reference to Cloud Strife. It would be plausible for Danny to know about it since he's a gamer buuut, actually, I don’t know why I didn’t.
I seem to have dropped a few DannySam hints there without realising...
=/ I kinda looks like I've also dropped in random description and looks weird when it's with everything else.
About the 'glowing to show being invisible'. Well, ghosts go invisible to hide from humans. Seems like (to me anyways) that ghosts can't go invisible to each other.
Genre: Action/Adventure
Word count:1,967 2,155 2,252, 2,362
Status: Work in Progress
Sam turned her head to the sound of running feet approaching her from behind. Seeing that it was Danny, she smiled at herself when she saw his slightly panicked state. She pushed herself away from the locker that she was leaning on as he got even closer.
Danny stopped in front of her, his breath slightly heavier than usual. "I’m not late am I?" Danny asked, glancing at his two friends. He twisted slightly to adjust the strap on his bag after catching his breath.
"Well," Tucker started, "since we’re here and not in class, what do you think?" Tucker smirked at Danny while he pulled out his PDA to check the time. "It'll ring in a few minutes though."
Danny sighed in relief, a grin forming on his face as well. One of the better things about being a half-ghost was that he never had to wait for the bus or be crushed by everyone else in the bus. Still, he'd cut it a bit close but it was always better than being late.
"What happened?" Sam asked as she checked for any visible bruises that might have to be explained. "A ghost came out of the portal?"
Danny snorted a little, casually crossing his arms. "What else? It wasn’t a ghost that I’ve seen before though."
Tucker slipped the PDA back into his pocket. "You sent it back to the Ghost Zone?"
"Ah, not exactly." Danny rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly and avoided their eyes. "I was already running late and he didn’t seem dangerous. Plus, Jazz was coming down the stairs." He shrugged helplessly. "What was I supposed to do? There wasn’t enough time to fight him so I went intangible and flew away."
"He didn’t seem dangerous," Tucker repeated, deadpan. "Isn’t that what you thought about Technus?"
"And look at what happened when you gave him any ideas," Sam added with a pointed look.
"Don’t remind me," Danny said with a fake groan, the grin slipping from his face a little but not totally. "Don’t worry, I didn’t give this ghost any ideas," he reassured the two of them. The ghost had hardly spoken either, which was a plus.
Just then, the tardy bell rang.
"And another day at Casper High starts," Tucker said dully as the three teenagers walked towards their first period class.
"Hey, Danny?"
"Yeah Sam?"
"You were able to do the homework, right?"
"We had homework?" Danny asked weakly, his shoulders slumping. "Hoo boy, this is going to be fun."
"Danny," Tucker said as he playfully slapped Danny on the back, "you say that as if math was meant to be fun."
:-:-:
Sam watched Danny as he sat heavily at the table and rested his head on his crossed arms. She gingerly touched his shoulder. Danny just sighed but didn’t move away from her touch. They had just finished with math and were now in the playground during break.
"Another detention." Danny’s voice was muffled so Sam had to strain and move slightly closer to hear him clearly. "How am I supposed to balance ghost fighting and school when I have a curfew and at least one detention every single week?"
"Speaking of ghost fighting," Tucker said, trying to distract his friend from his predicament, "you didn’t tell us anything more about that ghost this morning."
Danny raised his head from his arms, his expression dejected. "That’s because there wasn’t that much to tell. I think he died at a costume party because-" Danny stopped speaking and he shivered slightly.
Sam didn’t need the extra clue of the frozen mist coming from Danny’s mouth to know that there was a ghost nearby.
"Now?" Danny said in a resigned tone. "Can’t I get a break, like, ever?" He stood up and just as he was walking away, he turned back to look at Tucker and Sam and asked, "Whose class have we got next anyway?"
The two shared a look. "Lancer’s," they said in unision.
Danny covered his face with his hand and groaned. "Just great. Because my week is no longer complete without missing one of Lancer’s classes." He shook his head, reminding himself what he was supposed to be doing. "Cover for me?" He didn't really need to ask the question but still, it was better than just running off.
His two friends nodded.
"Thanks," Danny said with a smile. He ran off and hid behind a tree. There was a white flash and then 'Danny Phantom' flew away from that same tree.
"So," Tucker said after seeing Danny leave, "what excuse are we going to use this time?"
Sam shrugged. "Problem is, Danny's right – we’ve had to cover so much for him in Lancer’s class, he’s heard most of our plausible excuses."
Tucker looked thoughtful. "We could always try saying that he has cancer."
"Somehow, I don’t think Lancer’s going to buy that."
:-:-:
Danny Phantom flew away from another ghost attack, a Fenton Thermos held firmly in his hand.
Three ghost attacks in a row. Three. And he hadn’t gone back to school even once. Every time he tried to, his ghost sense would go off again. He didn’t know how long he’d been fighting for but it would be really nice to have a break some time soon.
Now all he had to do was send the ghost back to the Ghost Zone and then he could (hopefully) go back to school. Wow, as a fourteen-year-old kid, he really shouldn't be wanting to go to school. Or saying anything remotely like how he wanted to study.
Danny shivered and his breath froze in front of him. Just then, a cacophony of screams started.
Or, you know, not.
Ugh. The last time he’d fought this many ghosts one after another was just before Johnny 13 had come out of the Ghost Zone. As far as Danny knew, his parents hadn’t been installing anything new into the Fenton Portal but then again, he hadn’t known that time either.
Strapping the Fenton Thermos on to his back, Danny flew to where the screaming was.
When he reached the spot where the screaming was the loudest, Danny just hovered there and cursed his bad luck. There were two ghosts there - one of them was the ghost that he had seen that morning.
Okay, maybe not as harmless as he had thought he was, Danny thought as he surveyed the damage around him.
Danny had thought that the ghost from that morning was harmless because he was wearing a Halloween costume. That was turning out to not be the be the case since the 'harmless' ghost was wielding a sword that was easily taller than Danny as if it was a stick. And he had thought that the sheath was a prop...
The other ghost was green, large (getting larger by the minute) and laughing with glee.
Which one to attack first, his mind mused. The swordsman seemed like (though Danny knew that there was very little chance of it actually being true) he would only attack physically while the other ghost was still growing. Better stop that one before it got any larger.
Danny charged up an ectoplasmic ball in his hand. He drew his hand back and was just about to fire when he heard a shout.
"Hey! What do ya think you're doing?"
He looked down and saw that it was the swordsman, half waving his sword in the air. Uh oh.
"Get outta here!" the swordsman ordered. "I don't want you to get hurt." The swordsman turned back around to face the other ghost and held out his sword out in front of him.
Danny blinked in surprise. Well, that was different. No other ghosts had helped him unless they absolutely had to, apart from Wulf. This was the first time a ghost was willing to help him when Danny hadn't done anything to earn that first.
But he wasn't going to stop fighting just because there was someone else there to do it for him.
The ectoplasmic ball still in his hand, Danny shot it towards the green ghost. It hit the mark. The place where the ectoplasm had hit created a sizable hole in the ghost's bulk.
Taking a closer look at the damage around them while the ghost was distracted, Danny saw that it was mostly the sidewalk that had been ripped up. So if the ghost was like the Lunch Lady Ghost and Technus 2.0, it becomes stronger with... concrete? Oh great. That's not going to be hard to get through and it's definitely going to hurt when it hits.
The debris around the ghost stopped moving and it glared up at him. "You!" it roared. "First I get this ghost-" -it gestured to the swordsman- "annoying me-"
"Hey! Who're you callin' annoying?" the swordsman shouted, irritation showing on his face for being dismissed as a trival threat.
"-and now you come along to bug me as well?" The ghost snorted. "But I've heard about you in the Ghost Zone," it added, its voice suddenly calmer, softer. "It'll be better for me if I didn't fight you." It turned away from the two other ghosts.
Danny blinked again in confusion. Then what the ghost was meaning clicked in his head. "Oh no you don't!" he yelled as he sped towards the ghost. "You're not getting away!"
Too late, the concrete was falling away in giant slabs as the ghost phased out of the faux body. Before Danny reached the ghost she phased through the road and disappeared completely.
"Argh," Danny sighed in frustration, staring at the spot where the ghost had gone. A ghost was on the loose and he didn't know how to track her. If he was lucky, she wouldn't cause that much havoc until he found her again and sent her back to the Ghost Zone. Riiight, just like Desiree. Why did this one have to be smart for once?
"How did you do that?"
Danny looked up to see the swordsman regarding him carefully as he picked his way over the rubble that the ghost had left. The swordsman was frowning and his eyebrows were drawn together, although, he didn't look particularly angry. And his massive sword was casually resting on top of his right shoulder. Danny wondered just how heavy that thing was and how strong the swordsman had to be to weild it so easily.
"What, my Ghost Ray?" Danny asked, making sure they were talking about the same thing. The swordsman nodded. He shrugged. "I just can - I never tried to work out how." Time to ask his own questions. Then, at least, he would know why the swordsman was fighting the other ghost. Hopefully, it wouldn't be because he only wanted to fight really strong opponents.
"What's your name?" Please let him not have a long speech.
There was a shick as the swordsman sheathed his sword in one fluid movement. "Ichigo Kurosaki."
There was a brief pause. "Wait, you have a name?"
Ichigo stared at him suspiciously, his eyes narrowing slightly. "You asked for my name and I told you it."
Danny waved his hands in a placating mannor. "I didn't mean it like that." He scratched his head, thinking over the correct wording. "The ghosts that I've encountered here have never told me their real names. They tell me their..." Danny searched for a word, "code names?"
"Danny!" Danny jerked at the sound of his name. Turning around, he saw Sam and Tucker running towards him.
"You guys skipped class to find me?" So who was covering for them? Not that he wasn't grateful that they were here or anything.
The two of them reached Danny but placed themselves a little bit away from him seeing as the concrete was still moving and unstable.
"No," Sam said, shaking her head. "It's lunch now."
Danny's eyes widened. It was lunch already? Maybe he should figure out a way to keep a watch on himself when he went into his ghost form. But considering how he always looked the same in ghost form no matter what he was wearing in human form, it didn't seem like it was going to work.
Tucker looked around as if he was searching for something. "Who were you talkin' to, Danny?"
"What are you talking about?" Danny looked between his friends in bafflement. "He's right there." Danny waved an arm in Ichigo's direction. Sam and Tucker looked to the spot that Danny had indicated. They looked back at him, confusion showing on their faces.
"They can't see me," Ichigo said quietly to Danny. "To them, it looked like you were talking to yourself."
"They can't?" Danny repeated in disbelief. He turned around to face Ichigo, wanting an explanation. Ichigo's form wasn't glowing to show that he was invisible and he wasn't even intangible. So why couldn't Sam and Tucker see him?
"Normal humans can't see me." Oh, that was a good explanation. That explained everything right there.
"Why not?" It didn't make any sense!
"Uh, Danny...?" He didn't realised that Tucker had spoken to him as he was still trying to work out what Ichigo was saying.
Ichigo scratched his cheek with one finger. "Only humans with high spiritual energy can see me."
Danny rolled his eyes and asked sarcastically, "What are you, some kind of special ghost or something?"
Ichigo shrugged. "You could say that. I'm a shinigami."
"A shin-what?" Danny repeated, trying to get his tongue around the strange word.
"It's a-"
"Danny, get out of here!" Sam interupted him.
Danny glanced at his friend and frowned in concern - Sam was looking paler than usual. "What's wrong Sam?"
"Oh, I don't know, the police are coming." Listening to the quiet road, Danny could hear the wail of police sirens getting closer by the second. "And certain other people as well."
"Ah, right." They had been talking for a while now. "I'll catch you guys later." Danny waved at the three of them before flying off in the direction of his house. He didn't try to trap Ichigo in the Fenton Thermos. He had an ally who seemed willing to help him fight ghosts. Why would he want to get rid of that by sending him back to the Ghost Zone?
But what exactly was a... a shinigami?
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: I was wondering this while writing this chapter. Would Ichigo be affected by the Fentom Thermos? Because technically, he should. *laughs evilly*
And I so so wanted to make a reference to Cloud Strife. It would be plausible for Danny to know about it since he's a gamer buuut, actually, I don’t know why I didn’t.
I seem to have dropped a few DannySam hints there without realising...
=/ I kinda looks like I've also dropped in random description and looks weird when it's with everything else.
About the 'glowing to show being invisible'. Well, ghosts go invisible to hide from humans. Seems like (to me anyways) that ghosts can't go invisible to each other.
Genre: Action/Adventure
Word count:
Status: Work in Progress
Sam turned her head to the sound of running feet approaching her from behind. Seeing that it was Danny, she smiled at herself when she saw his slightly panicked state. She pushed herself away from the locker that she was leaning on as he got even closer.
Danny stopped in front of her, his breath slightly heavier than usual. "I’m not late am I?" Danny asked, glancing at his two friends. He twisted slightly to adjust the strap on his bag after catching his breath.
"Well," Tucker started, "since we’re here and not in class, what do you think?" Tucker smirked at Danny while he pulled out his PDA to check the time. "It'll ring in a few minutes though."
Danny sighed in relief, a grin forming on his face as well. One of the better things about being a half-ghost was that he never had to wait for the bus or be crushed by everyone else in the bus. Still, he'd cut it a bit close but it was always better than being late.
"What happened?" Sam asked as she checked for any visible bruises that might have to be explained. "A ghost came out of the portal?"
Danny snorted a little, casually crossing his arms. "What else? It wasn’t a ghost that I’ve seen before though."
Tucker slipped the PDA back into his pocket. "You sent it back to the Ghost Zone?"
"Ah, not exactly." Danny rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly and avoided their eyes. "I was already running late and he didn’t seem dangerous. Plus, Jazz was coming down the stairs." He shrugged helplessly. "What was I supposed to do? There wasn’t enough time to fight him so I went intangible and flew away."
"He didn’t seem dangerous," Tucker repeated, deadpan. "Isn’t that what you thought about Technus?"
"And look at what happened when you gave him any ideas," Sam added with a pointed look.
"Don’t remind me," Danny said with a fake groan, the grin slipping from his face a little but not totally. "Don’t worry, I didn’t give this ghost any ideas," he reassured the two of them. The ghost had hardly spoken either, which was a plus.
Just then, the tardy bell rang.
"And another day at Casper High starts," Tucker said dully as the three teenagers walked towards their first period class.
"Hey, Danny?"
"Yeah Sam?"
"You were able to do the homework, right?"
"We had homework?" Danny asked weakly, his shoulders slumping. "Hoo boy, this is going to be fun."
"Danny," Tucker said as he playfully slapped Danny on the back, "you say that as if math was meant to be fun."
:-:-:
Sam watched Danny as he sat heavily at the table and rested his head on his crossed arms. She gingerly touched his shoulder. Danny just sighed but didn’t move away from her touch. They had just finished with math and were now in the playground during break.
"Another detention." Danny’s voice was muffled so Sam had to strain and move slightly closer to hear him clearly. "How am I supposed to balance ghost fighting and school when I have a curfew and at least one detention every single week?"
"Speaking of ghost fighting," Tucker said, trying to distract his friend from his predicament, "you didn’t tell us anything more about that ghost this morning."
Danny raised his head from his arms, his expression dejected. "That’s because there wasn’t that much to tell. I think he died at a costume party because-" Danny stopped speaking and he shivered slightly.
Sam didn’t need the extra clue of the frozen mist coming from Danny’s mouth to know that there was a ghost nearby.
"Now?" Danny said in a resigned tone. "Can’t I get a break, like, ever?" He stood up and just as he was walking away, he turned back to look at Tucker and Sam and asked, "Whose class have we got next anyway?"
The two shared a look. "Lancer’s," they said in unision.
Danny covered his face with his hand and groaned. "Just great. Because my week is no longer complete without missing one of Lancer’s classes." He shook his head, reminding himself what he was supposed to be doing. "Cover for me?" He didn't really need to ask the question but still, it was better than just running off.
His two friends nodded.
"Thanks," Danny said with a smile. He ran off and hid behind a tree. There was a white flash and then 'Danny Phantom' flew away from that same tree.
"So," Tucker said after seeing Danny leave, "what excuse are we going to use this time?"
Sam shrugged. "Problem is, Danny's right – we’ve had to cover so much for him in Lancer’s class, he’s heard most of our plausible excuses."
Tucker looked thoughtful. "We could always try saying that he has cancer."
"Somehow, I don’t think Lancer’s going to buy that."
:-:-:
Danny Phantom flew away from another ghost attack, a Fenton Thermos held firmly in his hand.
Three ghost attacks in a row. Three. And he hadn’t gone back to school even once. Every time he tried to, his ghost sense would go off again. He didn’t know how long he’d been fighting for but it would be really nice to have a break some time soon.
Now all he had to do was send the ghost back to the Ghost Zone and then he could (hopefully) go back to school. Wow, as a fourteen-year-old kid, he really shouldn't be wanting to go to school. Or saying anything remotely like how he wanted to study.
Danny shivered and his breath froze in front of him. Just then, a cacophony of screams started.
Or, you know, not.
Ugh. The last time he’d fought this many ghosts one after another was just before Johnny 13 had come out of the Ghost Zone. As far as Danny knew, his parents hadn’t been installing anything new into the Fenton Portal but then again, he hadn’t known that time either.
Strapping the Fenton Thermos on to his back, Danny flew to where the screaming was.
When he reached the spot where the screaming was the loudest, Danny just hovered there and cursed his bad luck. There were two ghosts there - one of them was the ghost that he had seen that morning.
Okay, maybe not as harmless as he had thought he was, Danny thought as he surveyed the damage around him.
Danny had thought that the ghost from that morning was harmless because he was wearing a Halloween costume. That was turning out to not be the be the case since the 'harmless' ghost was wielding a sword that was easily taller than Danny as if it was a stick. And he had thought that the sheath was a prop...
The other ghost was green, large (getting larger by the minute) and laughing with glee.
Which one to attack first, his mind mused. The swordsman seemed like (though Danny knew that there was very little chance of it actually being true) he would only attack physically while the other ghost was still growing. Better stop that one before it got any larger.
Danny charged up an ectoplasmic ball in his hand. He drew his hand back and was just about to fire when he heard a shout.
"Hey! What do ya think you're doing?"
He looked down and saw that it was the swordsman, half waving his sword in the air. Uh oh.
"Get outta here!" the swordsman ordered. "I don't want you to get hurt." The swordsman turned back around to face the other ghost and held out his sword out in front of him.
Danny blinked in surprise. Well, that was different. No other ghosts had helped him unless they absolutely had to, apart from Wulf. This was the first time a ghost was willing to help him when Danny hadn't done anything to earn that first.
But he wasn't going to stop fighting just because there was someone else there to do it for him.
The ectoplasmic ball still in his hand, Danny shot it towards the green ghost. It hit the mark. The place where the ectoplasm had hit created a sizable hole in the ghost's bulk.
Taking a closer look at the damage around them while the ghost was distracted, Danny saw that it was mostly the sidewalk that had been ripped up. So if the ghost was like the Lunch Lady Ghost and Technus 2.0, it becomes stronger with... concrete? Oh great. That's not going to be hard to get through and it's definitely going to hurt when it hits.
The debris around the ghost stopped moving and it glared up at him. "You!" it roared. "First I get this ghost-" -it gestured to the swordsman- "annoying me-"
"Hey! Who're you callin' annoying?" the swordsman shouted, irritation showing on his face for being dismissed as a trival threat.
"-and now you come along to bug me as well?" The ghost snorted. "But I've heard about you in the Ghost Zone," it added, its voice suddenly calmer, softer. "It'll be better for me if I didn't fight you." It turned away from the two other ghosts.
Danny blinked again in confusion. Then what the ghost was meaning clicked in his head. "Oh no you don't!" he yelled as he sped towards the ghost. "You're not getting away!"
Too late, the concrete was falling away in giant slabs as the ghost phased out of the faux body. Before Danny reached the ghost she phased through the road and disappeared completely.
"Argh," Danny sighed in frustration, staring at the spot where the ghost had gone. A ghost was on the loose and he didn't know how to track her. If he was lucky, she wouldn't cause that much havoc until he found her again and sent her back to the Ghost Zone. Riiight, just like Desiree. Why did this one have to be smart for once?
"How did you do that?"
Danny looked up to see the swordsman regarding him carefully as he picked his way over the rubble that the ghost had left. The swordsman was frowning and his eyebrows were drawn together, although, he didn't look particularly angry. And his massive sword was casually resting on top of his right shoulder. Danny wondered just how heavy that thing was and how strong the swordsman had to be to weild it so easily.
"What, my Ghost Ray?" Danny asked, making sure they were talking about the same thing. The swordsman nodded. He shrugged. "I just can - I never tried to work out how." Time to ask his own questions. Then, at least, he would know why the swordsman was fighting the other ghost. Hopefully, it wouldn't be because he only wanted to fight really strong opponents.
"What's your name?" Please let him not have a long speech.
There was a shick as the swordsman sheathed his sword in one fluid movement. "Ichigo Kurosaki."
There was a brief pause. "Wait, you have a name?"
Ichigo stared at him suspiciously, his eyes narrowing slightly. "You asked for my name and I told you it."
Danny waved his hands in a placating mannor. "I didn't mean it like that." He scratched his head, thinking over the correct wording. "The ghosts that I've encountered here have never told me their real names. They tell me their..." Danny searched for a word, "code names?"
"Danny!" Danny jerked at the sound of his name. Turning around, he saw Sam and Tucker running towards him.
"You guys skipped class to find me?" So who was covering for them? Not that he wasn't grateful that they were here or anything.
The two of them reached Danny but placed themselves a little bit away from him seeing as the concrete was still moving and unstable.
"No," Sam said, shaking her head. "It's lunch now."
Danny's eyes widened. It was lunch already? Maybe he should figure out a way to keep a watch on himself when he went into his ghost form. But considering how he always looked the same in ghost form no matter what he was wearing in human form, it didn't seem like it was going to work.
Tucker looked around as if he was searching for something. "Who were you talkin' to, Danny?"
"What are you talking about?" Danny looked between his friends in bafflement. "He's right there." Danny waved an arm in Ichigo's direction. Sam and Tucker looked to the spot that Danny had indicated. They looked back at him, confusion showing on their faces.
"They can't see me," Ichigo said quietly to Danny. "To them, it looked like you were talking to yourself."
"They can't?" Danny repeated in disbelief. He turned around to face Ichigo, wanting an explanation. Ichigo's form wasn't glowing to show that he was invisible and he wasn't even intangible. So why couldn't Sam and Tucker see him?
"Normal humans can't see me." Oh, that was a good explanation. That explained everything right there.
"Why not?" It didn't make any sense!
"Uh, Danny...?" He didn't realised that Tucker had spoken to him as he was still trying to work out what Ichigo was saying.
Ichigo scratched his cheek with one finger. "Only humans with high spiritual energy can see me."
Danny rolled his eyes and asked sarcastically, "What are you, some kind of special ghost or something?"
Ichigo shrugged. "You could say that. I'm a shinigami."
"A shin-what?" Danny repeated, trying to get his tongue around the strange word.
"It's a-"
"Danny, get out of here!" Sam interupted him.
Danny glanced at his friend and frowned in concern - Sam was looking paler than usual. "What's wrong Sam?"
"Oh, I don't know, the police are coming." Listening to the quiet road, Danny could hear the wail of police sirens getting closer by the second. "And certain other people as well."
"Ah, right." They had been talking for a while now. "I'll catch you guys later." Danny waved at the three of them before flying off in the direction of his house. He didn't try to trap Ichigo in the Fenton Thermos. He had an ally who seemed willing to help him fight ghosts. Why would he want to get rid of that by sending him back to the Ghost Zone?
But what exactly was a... a shinigami?