~Bleach/Frozen A1 Ch1~

Winter will be coming soon, the man noted as he sipped some tea while observing the light snowfall outside his window. It wasn't that he particularly liked tea– he much preferred hot cocoa– but tea was an acceptable substitute since he was saving his small supply of cocoa for the dead of winter. Still, tea was a calming drink, one that soothed his battle-ready instincts– though did not dull them in the slightest– and had calmed his anger and worries in the five years he had landed in the northern regions of Europe– Scandinavia, if he recalled his history lessons correctly– particularly, the country of Norway.

He sipped some more tea. It was a bittersweet flavor created from the leaves of a plant from some distant country. It was a strong flavor– one he enjoyed above any other tea flavors. He put down his cup and sighed. It had been five years since he had arrived in the past, a long way from his homeland of Japan. It hadn't been particularly difficult to survive in Norway despite its frigid winters and generally cold climate. Not with the many powers he had at his disposal in his mortal body.

Time. It was a strange thing. It was generally understood as a linear thing– moving forward unconditionally, however, that generalization had been distorted when the Hogyoku had sent him back in time. He had been nothing but a powerful soul but had gained a mortal body once again. His age had been reversed– he had been twenty-nine when he had been sent back in time but had his age reverted to twenty when he had arrived in the past– fast forward five years later and he was now twenty-five. But the strangest thing was that he had retained all his powers– Shinigami, Fullbring, Hollow, and Quincy powers despite the fact that, to his knowledge, the only powers he should have been capable of using in his mortal body were his Quincy and Fullbringer powers. In the end, he attributed that particular quirk to the Hogyoku.

He still looked the same– a height that caused him to bend slightly for the majority of doors since, apparently, most people didn't grow to be his height, tired, brown eyes, vivid orange hair that caused him to stick out like a sore thumb and hung loosely around his shoulders, and a neutral expression most of the time though that last one was by his own choice. People were afraid to approach him if he was scowling all the time– which was a problem considering his occupation as the castle doctor.

Yes, through a series of fortunate events, he, Ichigo Kurosaki, former Substitute Shinigami, had become a doctor. He had become apprenticed to a doctor after he had saved said doctor from some bandits three months after he had arrived in the past. Henrik– the doctor he had saved– had taught him various aspects of medicines such as what native plants to use to cure specific illnesses and how to recognize various illnesses including specific diseases and even poisoning of all things. Of course, Ichigo was a fast study, which came as no surprise considering that he had learned small bits about medicine when he worked as his dad's assistant every so often and that he had learned healing kido under Retsu Unohana herself. Under her tutelage, he had learned how to purge a body of poison in minutes and mend broken bones in hours. He had also learned how to close wounds so that he could fight longer.

About three years ago, a month or so after the Queen's coronation, the former castle doctor had decided to retire and Ichigo had applied for the job. He had to demonstrate all his knowledge to the retiring doctor and among the five applicants for the position, the retiring doctor had chosen him as his successor because of Ichigo's vast and advanced medicinal knowledge.

He was paid well– 100 speciedaler a month, the Norwegian currency of the time– which was a lot considering that the average Norwegian earned 100 speciedaler in a year. He had a cushy job– not too many people were ill so he had a lot of free time on his hands. He was given three meals a day as well as a room in the castle since he, technically, was supposed to be the doctor for the entire castle– and since the castle was open to all of Arendelle– the entire city as well. He was also given a significant plot of land for himself to do what he wished with it though, of course, it wasn't nearly as large as land owned by nobles, merchants, and other important people.

Out of all the things he could have used his land for, he used it for gardening. Not growing flowers but fruits and vegetables that were usually only imported to Norway. After three years, he had a blooming garden of tomatoes, potatoes, peppers, corn, cocoa, and various spices among other things. He didn't really know much about gardening though thanks to a couple seals he had learned from Kisuke, everything flourished in his garden– meaning that it was warmer in his garden than the typical Norwegian climate– and prevented anyone from noticing his garden and stealing from it. He was a little selfish, he would admit. He had grown up in a time where he could afford to be picky about what foods he ate, however, since he was in the past, at a time when worldwide trade was still a little...underdeveloped compared to the future, foods he was used to eating were rarer and much more expensive. So, he used his garden for his own needs and whatever he didn't eat that was leftover– which was a lot of fruits and vegetables, he gave to the single orphanage in Arendelle or, when it came to the cocoa, preserved it for future use.

He really did like chocolate.

And Zangetsu and Shiro both loved it when he spent time in the garden.

Maybe he would go to the garden today. The time for picking fruits and vegetables had passed a scant week ago but Zangetsu and Shiro were sure to enjoy the greenery.

It was then that door to his office opened abruptly.

...

Queen Elsa of Arendelle frowned.

It was strange. No, not the massive amounts of paperwork on her desk that she hated with a passion nor the relative silence of her study despite guards standing out her door. They were professionals; it was expected that they could remain quiet for hours on end if necessary.

What was strange was that her sister hadn't barged into her study greeting her at the top of her lungs as she always did each and every morning without fail.

She stood up slowly from desk, worry growing with each step she took to her door. She opened the wooden door and her two guards bowed to her.

"Has my sister come around yet?" She asked her guards.

"No milady," one guard replied.

Elsa pursed her lips as she thought about all the places her sister might be. Worry for the well-being gnawed at the edge of each and every thought. Finally, she decided upon a course of action.

"You," Elsa pointed at the guard who hadn't spoken, "will go and speak with the residents of the castle to see if anyone of them have seen my sister."

"Follow me," Elsa told the other guard.

She walked quickly through the halls of the castle– no matter the situation, it was improper for a queen to run– to the first floor of the castle where she knew the infirmary was located. If something had happened to her sister– and her growing apprehension told Elsa that something had happened– then logically, Anna would have been taken to the infirmary.

"Stay here," Elsa told the guard who saluted her in acknowledgement and stood before the opened doors of the infirmary.

She entered the infirmary, a spacious room that held ten beds and complimenting curtains easily with more than enough space to walk comfortably and a high ceiling. All curtains were open, displaying unoccupied beds save for a single bed where the curtains were completely closed presumably to give privacy to the patient in the bed.

As Elsa drew closer to the bed, she heard giggling. Her sister's voice. Elsa sighed internally in relief; if her sister was well enough to be giggling than she was not in danger of dying.

"That tickles, doctor! Stop it!"

"That's good." It was a deep, unfamiliar voice that held a steady tone of no nonsense– which Elsa wholeheartedly approved of– but also a tinge of amusement. "It means that you can still feel with your foot. If you couldn't feel with your foot then it would mean you likely caught hypothermia and if you wanted to live, I'd probably have to amputate it."

Anna gasped. "Oh my god, please don't amputate my foot! Ilikeclimbingandrunningandwalkingandskatingand–!"

"I'm not going to amputate your foot," the doctor's voice came out pinched as if he were pinching his the bridge of his nose. "Though I should for good measure. Exactly who goes out in the middle of the night in the coldest season of the year to climb a tree for no reason whatsoever?"

"I heard it was a good luck tradition to–"

Anna was interrupted by the sound of curtains being pushed back and was met by the furious visage of the Queen. "YOU DID WHAT?!"

Anna's cheeks began flushing furiously nearly matching the color of her strawberry-blonde hair. She stuttered. "H-hi Elsa! D-did you finish your paperwork already?"

"Do not change the subject." The temperature of the infirmary plummeted as Elsa's fury rose. "What exactly were you doing outside the castle walls in the middle of the night?"

Ichigo decided to save Anna from responding since it looked like she was about to cry and he really did not want to have to deal with a crying woman. "Oi, Queen Elsa. Get your temper under control. As much as the Princess needs a good chewing out for doing something so stupid, she won't recover as quickly if the temperature keeps dropping."

Elsa's eyes widened before she immediately reigned in her powers, returning the temperature to normal. Then, she turned to look at the doctor and immediately spoke the first thing that came to her mind. "You have orange hair."

"And you have magical ice powers," came the quick, dry response. "Now that we have the obvious out of the way, do you want to hear what injuries your sister sustained or do you want to comment on how much taller I am compared to you next, Queen Elsa?"

A second, more searching look at the doctor told her that he was, in fact, taller than she– who was quite tall compared to the rest of the populace. He was dressed in black, both shirt and pants, though he wore a white coat over that actually looked quite professional and had stitched on the back and on both arm sleeves the Arendelle crest, the crocus, with a purple and green background.

Elsa frowned. She hadn't ever been talked to so casually before except when she spoke with her sister. While bordering on disrespectful, it was also strangely refreshing if only slightly. Elsa got the impression that the doctor– she hadn't ever met him before– talked like that with everyone– if his talking to Anna was anything to go by.

"Continue," Elsa said at last.

"Her leg is," Ichigo lightly touched Anna's left leg, "not broken, however, the fall she took was big enough that when she landed on her leg, it was severely sprained, to the point of breaking but not quite. Unfortunately, it'll take a month or so of rest and recovery before she can safely walk on her foot again without the risk of spraining it further."

"I see," Elsa glared at Anna who shifted uncomfortably in her bed. "And her treatment?"

"RICE."

Elsa raised an eyebrow. "Excuse me?"

"It's an acronym. It stands for rest, ice, compression, and elevation." Ichigo frowned. "I asked for the Ice Master to deliver some ice but he has yet to arrive. Would you mind making some ice?"

Anna flinched.

"Not at all," Elsa responded as she waved a hand and several blocks of ice the size of his hand appeared on the floor.

"Thank you," Ichigo bent down and picked them up, four in all, and placed them in some cloth on a nearby table. He wrapped the ice in cloth and placed them on Anna's foot.

"Ooh, that's cold!" Anna giggled.

Ichigo rolled his eyes. "Okay, I'll be right back. Queen Elsa, try not to bother Princess Anna too much please. It would be a...unique experience if I had to kick a queen out of the infirmary for being too rowdy."

Before Elsa could respond that it was her infirmary because she was the queen, he disappeared.

"He's a good doctor!" Anna said chirpily. "He cured me of my pain minutes after I was brought in here."

"And why exactly did you have to come here in the first place?" Elsa chose to raise her eyebrow rather than lower the temperature in anger once again. She was reasonably certain that the doctor would kick her out if he had to.

"It's tradition to climb trees so that you can welcome winter to Arendelle!"

"It is?" Elsa questioned disbelievingly.

"Olaf told me it was!"

"As nice as Olaf is, do you honestly believe that he would know anything of Arendelle's traditions?" Elsa sighed. It was exhausting getting angry over the silliest of things. She had long since learned that Anna would always do silly things and that it would be less tiring to reprimand her rather than get angry over something that had already happened.

"I guess not," Anna's lower lip quivered. "I'm sorry, Elsa. I'll try to be more careful from now on. I promise."

Elsa sighed once more. She sat at the edge of Anna's bed and reached over to give her a hug, making sure not to touch Anna's injured leg. "As long as you promise, I suppose I won't be mad at you this time around."

Anna smiled toothily at Elsa.

"However, I will get very, very angry at you if you get injured again."

"Does this mean I'm forgiven?" Anna's voice was muffled.

"Yes, Anna, you're forgiven," Elsa slowly detached herself from her sister. "I wonder why Kristoff hasn't come by with the ice."

Anna muttered something unintelligible.

"What was that?"

Anna spoke softly, "We broke up."

"What?! Why didn't you tell me, Anna?!" Elsa demanded. "When did you break up?!"

"Two weeks ago," Anna muffled her voice by talking into her pillow. "You looked busy that day so I didn't want to bother you with my troubles."

"Oh, Anna," Elsa wrapped arm around Anna's neck. "I'm so sorry. Why did you two break up? The two of you looked like lovebirds for the past three years."

"He met someone knew while he was on one of his trips to bring back some ice," Anna whispered. "Six months ago. He started liking her more than me when he broke up with me."

Elsa felt her heart break at the sight of Anna; she was pitiful. How could she raise her sister's spirits? Then, it hit Elsa like a thunderbolt. A devious thought formed and expanded and a small smirk graced her lips. "Oh, so that's the real reason why you fell off that tree. You wanted to meet the handsome doctor and spark a romance with him for the winter to get over your heartbreak?"

"W-what?" Anna sputtered in disbelief at Elsa's words. "That's not true! I didn't even know he was a doctor here! I didn't even know that Ichigo existed before today!"

"Oh, you're on a first name basis with the doctor? You work fast, Anna. Has he fallen for your wily charm already?" Elsa teased. Elsa absolutely loved teasing her younger sister; it was absolutely adorable to see her with a blushing face and her cute little button nose all scrunched up as if she couldn't believe what her older sister was saying to her.

"Not quite yet, your highness," Elsa stood up straighter in shock at being caught teasing her sister and Anna began blushing madly in embarrassment. Ichigo grunted as he put several objects on the ground. He stood up straight and breathed in deeply. "But since she's going to be spending most of a month in the infirmary, she may as well give it a try."

The sisters remained quiet as Ichigo unwrapped a large strip of bandage from the roll. He walked over to Anna's injured foot and began wrapping the bandage from the sole of her foot to just before her knee slowly making sure to adjust the ice bag accordingly. "Don't mind me. It's nice to see sisters getting along."

Despite his words, they remained quiet.

"So, uh, when did you become the castle doctor?" Anna asked curiously.

"About three years ago, about a month after Queen Elsa's coronation. The previous doctor decided to retire and personally interviewed four other candidates and I and selected his successor based off knowledge, experience, and whether or not we were apprenticed," Ichigo said, finally finishing wrapping Anna's foot. He frowned. "Sorry, I don't have any scissors."

Before Anna or Elsa could ask why he was apologizing for something he didn't possess, Ichigo leaned down to Anna's knee and tore off the piece of bandage that connected the wrapping with the roll using his teeth. He quickly tied the edge of the wrapping and tucked it in the layer of bandages. "There we go."

Elsa blinked. "Why was I not informed that the former doctor retired and that a new doctor was chosen?"

"Well, the former doctor did complete the necessary paperwork to ask for your presence when the interview was being conducted and I have filed the necessary paperwork to meet with you on multiple occasions but," Ichigo shrugged his shoulders, "you never came. Who would? I mean I would hardly meet with a doctor unless he was either my friend or I was sick."

"I see," Elsa said for lack of anything else to say.

"Speaking of which," Ichigo leaned down and picked off a garment from the clean floor and tossed it to Elsa, "since I have you here, I may as well earn my keep. Go into an occupied bed and put that on. You've been avoiding your monthly checkups for three years now."

Elsa frowned and crossed her arms, thin garment crinkling along the fold of her arms. "Are you telling me what to do, doctor?"

"Yes," Ichigo replied unhesitatingly. "Within these walls of my infirmary, you're a patient, not a Queen. So go change. After all, I have your sister here with me. You can't refuse me now." A mischevious glint entered Ichigo's eyes. "Or are you willing to sacrifice your sister's peace and quiet?"

"Are you threatening my sister?!" The temperature dropped drastically and ice formed along the floor, the wall, and the metal pieces of the bed.

"Yes." Then, before Elsa could freeze the doctor where he stood, Ichigo raised his hand and began tickling Anna's uninjured foot.

"Ohmygod– stopit!–I'mgoingtopeeinmypantsifyoukeepticklingmesopleasestopnow!" Anna managed to shout in between laughing and squirming.

Ichigo stopped after a minute and grinned unrepentantly at Elsa. "So what's it going to be?"

Elsa sighed, partially in amusement and partially in exasperation at her own assumptions before leaving Anna's bed. The temperature returned to normal and the ice faded.

"Now then, the last step. Elevation," Ichigo said, producing a strange metal contraption.

"What does that do?" Anna asked inquisitively.

Instead of responding, Ichigo raised her leg and place the object underneath before dropping her foot gently on it.

"Ooh, it elevates my foot!" Anna exclaimed excitedly. "Did you invent that yourself?"

Ichigo shrugged. "Not really. The idea's been floating around for a long time and I'm sure that there are other methods of elevation but this seemed the most comfortable for a patient to me."

"You're really smart," Anna told him. She wiggled her foot. "It's very comfortable. Lots of room to move my foot."

Ichigo gave her a small smile. "Thanks. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to go perform a checkup on your sister."

Ichigo thought to himself as he walked over to the drawn curtains opposite Anna's bed making sure to grab the stethoscope he had attempted to recreate that was on the desk. It wasn't particularly strange that he had never met Princess Anna or Queen Elsa before. He was a doctor and while he was important, neither of them had ever been sick enough to warrant a visit to him in three years. Sure, he had seen them both on several occasions from afar– Elsa, the tall, aloof, cool beauty with a slender figure, platinum blonde hair tied in a single french braid usually swept over her left shoulder, reserved, icy blue eyes, and pale skin– and Anna, the cheerful, chirpy, bubbly, younger sister, shorter by half a head, perpetually rosy cheeks, strawberry-blonde hair tied in twin pigtails though also with bangs on the right side of her face, and glittering, turquoise blue eyes. But, he hadn't actually ever met them in person until now.

They were nice; Elsa being the overprotective older sister, a role he himself had once been years ago and Anna, the cheerful, carefree younger sister who reminded him a little of Orihime in terms of personality– an innocence he had once strived to protect not only in Orihime but in his younger sisters as well. He had noticed, an afterthought really, that they both had a light dusting of freckles on their faces, Elsa less than Anna. An unintentional thought formed. How cute.

"Are you dressed, highness?" Ichigo asked from behind the curtain. Perhaps a younger Ichigo would have simply barged in and subsequently been completely embarrassed, however, time, war, and learning the proper etiquette of being a doctor had granted him much patience. And how to properly address nobles, kings, queens, and the like. Though sometimes, he was a bit more blunt and brash than people liked.

"Yes," came the reply.

Ichigo drew back the curtain which revealed the queen dressed in a rough model of a future patient's gown made of some cheap cloth Ichigo couldn't quite recall the name of.

"Good, sit down on the bed," Ichigo ordered.

Elsa sat down uncertainly, unsure of what examination the doctor would perform on her. Her last doctor's exam had been long ago when she was much younger and when her parents had been alive. She would be lying to herself if she said that she wasn't nervous.

"Relax," Ichigo told her kindly. "I'm not going to touch you inappropriately or anything. I'll be using my stethoscope to check your heartbeat and breathing for any irregularities, check your tongue for any strange colorations, your reactions, that sort of thing."

The stethoscope felt cool on her breast. It was strange; no one had ever touched her like that before but Elsa was grateful that the doctor didn't make any lewd comments like many inebriated guests had done many times in the past when she had hosted balls for visiting foreign dignitaries. He was professional throughout the entire examination though if he hadn't been she would have immediately stopped the exam, frozen him solid, fired him from his position, and exiled him. He, somehow– likely through conducting the examination hundreds of times– had recognized her nervously and made small talk with her throughout the entire exam to rid the situation of awkwardness and herself of her own nervousness.

"And how is the state of the kingdom?" The doctor asked her after finishing the exam.

Elsa smiled. It was nice to have a fresh perspective on the many affairs of the kingdom– one that did not aim to please her like her many advisors. "Peaceful," she said at last, "and growing. Arendelle is at the height of prosperity."

Ichigo smirked. "Yeah, well, with the salary you pay me for doing absolutely nothing most of the time, I don't doubt that."

"Oh?" Elsa gave the good doctor a smirk of her own. "Then, until Anna recovers, I task you with being her minder."

"Ugh," Ichigo groaned. "I walked into that one."

"Yes. Yes, you did," Elsa responded with a small smile as they made the short trip to Anna's bed.

"Anna," Elsa said sweetly. "I've found a new playmate for you."

Ichigo looked at her inquisitively. "I thought I was her minder?"

"With Anna, it's the same thing," Elsa shot Ichigo a smug look.

Ichigo let loose a long-suffering sigh.

Anna cheered.

Still, Ichigo doubted it would be too bad. At the very least, it would be thousands of times easier to deal with a hyperactive, bed-confined Princess than battling a god hell-bent on world domination.

"Would either of you like hot chocolate?" Ichigo asked politely. He really hoped they both said no.

The two of them turned to look at him so quickly they made Yoruichi look slow.

"Hot chocolate? They don't ship that this time of year. It's out of season," Anna told him. "I should know. I keep trying to save it but it's always gone by the end of autumn."

"I make my own stock...from cocoa beans...that I grow in my private garden...from the plot of land the kingdom gave me...for being the castle doctor...It was on the paperwork I signed...you probably skipped over it...," Ichigo hesitated with each phrase he spoke as both Anna and Elsa leaned in closer and closer to him with each word they spoke.

"I will buy any and all cocoa beans you have for triple the current rate," Elsa said quickly. She loved drinking hot chocolate on a cold, winter day. Unfortunately, Anna typically drank all of it before she could enjoy said drink during said season.

Ichigo shook his head. "No deal. I wouldn't sell it if you offered me the kingdom."

"As your queen, I command you to relinquish any and all cocoa beans you have in your possession," Elsa said with an air of nobility and superiority.

Ichigo snorted. "I guess I better move out by the end of the day then."

Elsa clasped his hands; it was uncharacteristic of her, she knew, to even touch another person other than her sister but when it came to hot chocolate, she simply lost most of her senses. It was the last drink she shared with both her sister and her parents before they had died and it was over a drink of hot chocolate that she and Anna and truly reconciled and gotten to know each other better again after she had ended the Eternal Winter. "Could you...would you supply me with a cup of hot cocoa every now and then? Please?"

Ichigo recoiled momentarily at the action; he was used to doing the touching not being touched, "I suppose I could, highness."

Anna's turquoise actions widened at her sister's action. Then, she grinned slyly. "Aha!" Anna pointed at Elsa and Ichigo. "Now who's the one trying to charm the handsome doctor?!"

Both Elsa and Ichigo blushed before Elsa quickly let go of the doctor's hands. "D-don't be ridiculous, Anna. A queen does not charm or seduce."

"I didn't say anything about seduction, Elsa. It looks like someone's having some naughty thoughts~!" Anna said singsongy.

Ichigo shook his head at the playful banter between siblings– or was it the younger sister teasing the older sister?– with a smile on his face. "I'll just go get that hot chocolate. With milk or water?"

"Milk!" Neither of them glanced his way as they continued their banter.

Minutes later, Ichigo returned with three rather large cups of steaming hot chocolate. "A cup of hot cocoa for the pretty princess," Anna giggled as she accepted the cup, "and a cup of hot cocoa for the beautiful queen." Elsa smiled at the compliment; it wasn't often that she received a compliment simply for the sake of complimenting someone.

Two chairs later found them all seated, Elsa and Ichigo in the chairs, and Anna sitting upright in her bed with several fluffy pillows propping her back.

"It's so thick!" Anna exclaimed, slurped the hot chocolate slowly so as to savor the taste.

"And creamy. This is excellent, Ichigo, thank you for sharing it with the both of us," Elsa sipped her drink.

"Yeah, thanks Ichigo!"

"A little cornstarch makes the consistency thicker," Ichigo explained. "And you're very welcome. It's always nice to share a warm drink with others."

"Why don't you tell us a little about yourself, doctor?" Elsa asked relaxedly. "I always enjoy learning more about my subjects especially ones I appear to have unintentionally ignored for the past three years."

"It's fine, highness. I understand that rulers are busy nearly every waking moment of their day." Ichigo sat back in his chair and sighed slightly. "There's not much to know about me. I hail from a distant land far to the east of here, a land known as Japan."

Anna asked, "Do all people have strangely colored hair as yours?"

"Anna!" Elsa reprimanded her sister. "You don't go around asking people rude questions."

Anna stared at Ichigo unrepentantly.

"It's fine, highness, I don't mind such questions any longer," Ichigo waved her off. "To answer your question, Princess, no, no one has hair the same color as I do or equally strangely colored hair."

"Why did you move away from your home country?" Anna fired off her next question. Elsa leaned in, also interested in the mysterious man who had somehow become the castle doctor.

"Unrest, for the most part. The government of Japan has been in decline for a while. Battles have broken out against the current regime though a war hasn't yet been formally declared," Ichigo said. He had had three years to practice his cover story though really it was just a twist on a manga he had read over a decade ago. "I participated in many battles in the beginning but when my family was killed by the regime, I decided to move away from war and practice medicine as a form of repentance for all the lives I've taken, intentionally and unintentionally. Eventually, I ended up here."

That last part was a sort of bastardized form of the truth. Really, he took up medicine because his father had been a doctor and it was much more rewarding to heal than to kill, in his opinion. There was really only one man he wanted to kill– Aizen– but it would have to wait until he died a natural death so that he could enter Soul Society. Sure, he could open up a Garganta to Soul Society but that would just bring unwanted attention to himself. He could open up a Garganta to Hueco Mundo but living in a wasteland didn't exactly appeal to him. He would just live out his life in Arendelle. He had a comfortable job and a comfortable life and he trained every now and then so his skills wouldn't rust.

"I'm so sorry for your loss," Anna said sadly, a hand covering her mouth. Elsa murmured much of the same to him.

"It's fine," Ichigo sighed tiredly. "It was long ago. I've since recovered from despair."

It was true. Aizen had killed Isshin, Yuzu, and Karin as a form of petty revenge against the man who had defeated him the first time around. He had grieved, yes, but he had long since recovered from their deaths. He would protect them this time around so that they wouldn't have to even deal with the afterlife.

"So, are you any good with a sword?" Anna asked at last to change the topic.

Ichigo snorted. "Combat in Japan revolved around knowing how to wield a sword, Princess. I know how to use one."

It wasn't bragging, not in the way he spoke of how to use a sword. Both Anna and Elsa recognized that it was simply a statement of fact. He knew how to use a sword. Well.

"What do you like doing for fun?" Anna continued questioning.

"Reading about more traditional methods of medicine and healing, gardening, cooking, inventing or at least tinkering with existing items, and of course, practicing my more offensive skills," Ichigo replied.

"You like cooking?" This time it was Elsa who asked.

"I made the hot cocoa you're drinking from scratch, didn't I? Yes, I enjoy cooking. One of my...sisters enjoyed cooking for the entire family. It's just a way of remembering her by," Ichigo replied.

"Oh, I'm sorry," Elsa said softly.

"You have nothing to be sorry about," Ichigo said. "You couldn't have possibly known."

An uncomfortable silence permeated the air.

Ichigo broke the silence. "Why don't you tell me what minding the Princess entails? And why do I get the feeling that it's a lot harder than it sounds?"

Anna and Elsa broke out into giggles.

~Bleach/Frozen A1 Ch1~

A/N: I was sorely disappointed with the amount of fics in this particular crossover so I made my own. Since I need something to read in this crossover. I hope this inspires you all to write more in this crossover.

Some things of note:

A speciedaler is the currency of Norway of the time. I ultimately calculated 100 speciedaler to be roughly $2000 (American currency) in modern times. I probably calculated it wrong but whatever. Remember, it costs less to live back then than it does now.

Since Frozen is a Disney film, that means I don't have to be entirely accurate to history. So, since Elsa is a Queen and Norway really could only have a single monarch, assume that Norway is split into various smaller kingdoms with Arendelle being the most prominent.

Assume that Ichigo's destruction of the Hogyoku granted him perfect knowledge of Norwegian. Since, you know, the Hogyoku grants all desires.

Yep, Ichigo's a doctor like his old man.

Yes, ElsaxIchigoxAnna.

No, I do not mind writing incestous scenes between Elsa and Anna (namely, kissing since I'm not into writing lemons and likely never will). I write PJO fics and Zeus married his sister, Poseidon married his uncle's daughter, really his cousin, Hades married his brother and sister's daughter so his niece. And of course, most royals in the past were related to another. And then, of course, there was that scene in Frozen of only an act of true love saving Anna from death. And Elsa saved her sister. And usually, in Disney films, true love means love between two unrelated people in the romantic sense.

I would just like to say, Disney implied that particular love in Frozen, I, like many others, simply wrote it a bit more...explicitly.

So yes, ElsaxIchigoxAnna. Love among all three of them. Hooray!

What else?

Oh, right, this will take place in Arendelle (obviously) but will eventually move into Soul Society.

That'll be fun to write.

But first, romance! Because I don't think I've actually written a romantic scene in any of my fics (in my opinion).

And I like Frozen. And Bleach. So romance amongst the time-traveling, weary, wandering hero misplaced in time and location, the cool, beautiful, distant Queen, and the lovable, adorable, quirky Princess.

I imagine that they will get into many strange situations over the years.

That should be about it for now so...

(Aha! Caught something just before I posted this! Does anyone have an idea for a last name for Elsa and Anna? Because Kristoff got one but I don't think one was mentioned for Elsa and Anna [And I did research!])

Edited: 12/18/14 (just some spelling errors I noticed while rereading the chapter).

As always,

Thanks for reading!