Shinichi Weekend 2020 Day 4-Final
Prompts used: Presumed Dead + Ichigo is the King of Hell + Soulmates AU
Tag: shinichi weekend 2020, Day 4, Presumed Dead, Ichigo is the King of Hell, Soulmates AU, Canon Divergence, Yuzu and Karin are Princess of Hell, amnesia, Tensa and Shiro are separate entities now, Hell choose Ichigo to be it’s King, Post-Winter War
Some knowledge about the Hell Verse Movie is needed to know the backstory and the characters outside of the main ones from the series
“You’re looking at it again Ichi-Nii,” Yuzu called out cheerfully as she slid down the arm of the Kushanada that she had deemed her favourite and brushed her dress off before wandering over to her big brother who was slouched in the Throne of Hell, staring longingly at the grey mark on the palm of his left hand.
“I can’t help it Yuzu, I feel like this is important but I can’t remember why.” Ichigo scrubbed his right hand through his long orange hair and sighed in defeat before looking at his sister.
“Where’s Karin?” Ichigo stood up from the Throne and laughed as Yuzu vaulted up onto his shoulder with practiced ease and he held onto her knees to keep her in place.
“Training with Shiro and Garogai again,” Yuzu waved at the wandering Kushanada that they passed as Ichigo walked.
“They dot on her too much,” Ichigo chuckled fondly as distance explosions echoed, backing up Yuzu’s words.
“Milord! There you are! It’s time!” Taikon bounced excitedly as he held up a blood-red cape with golden skulls decorating the mantle of it.
“Ugh, do I have to go to the what was it again?” Ichigo set Yuzu down to allow Taikon to settle the new cape into place around his shoulders.
“Meet and make peace with the Soul Society leaders, show them that Hell is under new management.” Shuren reminded Ichigo as he and Tensa dropped into view.
“Ugh, politics. Hell itself chose me isn’t that enough for the Shinigami?” Ichigo whined as he adjusted the mantle to sit comfortably around the shining armour that Hell itself gave him when he accepted his place as its King.
“We will just show them why Hell choose you,” Tensa reminded as he fell into his place at Ichigo’s right side, patting Yuzu’s head as he did so.
“I’m going to find Gunjo and make our usual rounds of Level One! Good luck Ichi-Nii!” Yuzu planted a kiss on Ichigo’s cheek when he leaned down to hug her.
“Be safe!” Ichigo called out needlessly, Yuzu was a Princess of Hell and Hell protected her as it did him. Not to mention that the Kushanada and Gunjo were strangely protective and terrified of her.
“Come back to us and do not let those Shinigami get into your head,” Shuren advised as Shiro suddenly dropped down into space on Ichigo’s left hefting his meat cleaver of a sword up onto his shoulder.
“Don’t let this place go too well Hell in my wake and if ANYTHING happens to Yuzu and Karin…” Ichigo trailed off, leveling Taikon and Shuren with glowing gold eyes and a deadly expression on his face. Shuren and Taikon nodded quickly, not speaking, they had seen Ichigo’s rage first hand and now as King of Hell, it only increased tenfold.
“Let’s go then King,” Shiro snapped his teeth together and Ichigo just rolled his eyes before lifting his right hand and gold light bubbled up from his palms and a gate of Hell opened and the trio stepped through it.
They stepped out into the human world, a town called Karakura Town that had been chosen as neutral ground for this meeting. Ichigo, Tensa and Shiro walked into the main park of the town to see the Captain-Commander himself standing there flanked by a few more Shinigami Captain’s. Shiro snorted at the show of power as he spun his sword aimlessly as he stared down the Shinigami.
“Ichigo?” A small woman with purple eyes in a plain Shinigami outfit blurted out, stepping forward but a man with a Captain’s Haori and kenseikan in his hair placed a hand on her shoulder, stilling her.
“What is the meaning of this Kurosaki Ichigo?” The Captain Commander rumbled out, stomping his hidden Zanpakuto as his eyes creaked open.
“You act as you know me, but I do not know any of you. I am Kurosaki Ichigo, the King of Hell, chosen by Hell itself.” Ichigo narrowed his eyes as he took in the unfamiliar faces, but one face he couldn’t help but focus on. It belonged to a Captain with blond hair with a Cheshire smile who was clutching at his right palm and a pained look of loss and longing in his eyes. Ichigo flinched as suddenly his left palm began to burn in a way it never had before.
“You truly don’t remember who we are?” The same woman from before spoke, heartbreak on her face but not nearly as deep as the blond man’s and therefore the woman didn’t interest Ichigo.
“Memories of my previous life had been erased to ease my transition into my position of King.” Ichigo didn’t understand why this caused such discomfort and sadness in the gathered Shinigami, but his eyes once again zeroed in on the blond as his mark began to pulse on his hand.
“Ichigo, go to him. Understand what that mark on your hands means.” Tensa encouraged in a low voice.
“We’ll watch your back King,” Shiro agreed as he bumped his sword against his shoulder, yellow eyes never leaving the gathered Shinigami. Ichigo hummed and moved until he was standing in front of the blond in a small burst of gold light.
“May I see your hand Captain-San?” Ichigo asked gently, not sure why he was talking to this man as if he was a prized loved one like Yuzu and Karin.
The man didn’t speak; he just released his hold on his hand and lifted it for Ichigo to look at. Ichigo’s breath left him all at once as a familiar mark stared back at him and he lifted his hand to show the Shinigami his matching mark. The Shinigami let out something like a sob as he pressed their hands together and the marks burst to colour and their souls sang.
“You’re what I’ve been missing, all this time and I had no clue that I had been searching for you,” Ichigo whispered in complete awe as he and his soulmate sank to the ground, overwhelmed by their souls mingling together.
“You were presumed dead, I truly thought you were dead Ichigo. When my mark turned grey I thought I lost you forever.” The man clutched at Ichigo’s hand like a lifeline.
“I’m so sorry I put you through that, I’m so sorry I left you behind, I’m sorry I don’t know why I did that.” Ichigo leaned forward to touch their foreheads together and the blond just let out a small smile.
“I’ve got you back now, that’s all that matters and I’m never letting you go again. Even if that means following you back to Hell.” The man announced loud enough for everyone to hear.
“Good, I don’t think I would be able to leave you behind now… Shinji,” Ichigo smiled as a name rolled off of his tongue like it was muscle memory and Shinji beamed.
“I’ll remind you of our old memories but we will make new ones as well,” Shinji promised, calming down a fear that had just made itself known in Ichigo’s mind. The King of Hell smiled and knew that Shinji was truly his.
“Now, let’s commence this meeting so I can bring my soul mate home.” Ichigo and Shinji rose and joined Shiro and Tensa to face the Shinigami hand in hand. United as soul mates and as King of Hell and his consort.