I have been very busy during October and November.

I have exams! Give me a break!

I'm human and I needed a rest. When I was having a nice nap, an idea popped into my mind. Eager to unleash my ideas, I switch on the computer and type out my story. This is my result. Please review after reading.

Disclaimer: I don't wish to repeat this in every chapter in the future. I don't own both Naruto and Bleach.

"Thinking"

"Talking"

~ First Chapter: Chronicles of Naruto Uzumaki ~

Naruto had been walking aimlessly in a clumsy gait; his shoulder slumped as if a ponderous burden was placed on it while dragging every single tiresome step. The blonde was uncertain whether he was alive or not and was perplexed over the fact that a chain was mysteriously attached onto his chest.

He remembered waking up in a dark forest and started surveying the desolated surrounding while trying to recall how exactly did he ended up in this mess. As he tried to remember the sequence of events that resulted in his predicament, the blonde's head started to ache painfully.

Naruto continued travelling to the deepest domain of the tenebrous forest; he couldn't help but shivered in fear. It had been days or weeks since the boy wondered around the maze called forest. Surprisingly to him, nothing could notice his presence. No matter how he tried to provoke an animal or a passerby, nobody seemed to be aware of his existence.

He felt empty.

As far as he was concern, he had lived his life trying to gain acknowledgement. Fearing of being denied of his existence due to how he was treated usually by the villagers, the blonde was masked with a façade that he thought could allow him to blend into the populous. Even so, he failed miserably and eventually decided to become the Hokage of the village in hope that the villagers would trust him.

Since his dead, his dream of becoming Hokage would be impossible.

How ironic.

All his life, his goal and dream which he tried desperately to reach were shattered into million pieces.

Life was so fragile.

And so unfair.

While contemplating, the blonde was unaware of a certain pair of eyes observing him under the shadows. The silent being had been studying the boy for a while and decided to make his presence noticed by flaring his reiatsu, shaking the entire forest to its core.

"What is this…weight? The gravity is as if… increased by ten folds all of a sudden! This is unreal!"

Naruto collapsed to his knees and trembled in trepidation. The sudden pressure was powerful yet… non-threatening, he could feel it. Shifting gazes from the soil of the forest to the source of the pressure, the blonde's eyes widened in shock.

Standing not far away from the boy was a old man with a oversized white haori hung loosely over his shoulder and a wooden cane that he held in his hand. What truly amused Naruto was the ludicrous beard the being had grown on his chin that looked so bizarre.

The old man stepped forward and lightened the spiritual pressure that he emitted and eyed the blonde.

"What are you doing in this forest, child?"

Naruto finally managed to breathe properly after the sudden heavy force of gravity seemed to diminish.

"I apologies for my intrusion, child. I shall repeat once more, what are you doing here?"

Bringing courage to the surface of all emotions, Naruto replied. "I…I don't know sir. I had woken up in this place with no memories of how I ended up here." The blonde gulped the nervous lump in his throat and waited for the stranger's response.

The old man surveyed the boy's injuries and sighed in sympathy.

"This boy was only five and had already died in a gruesome death. Was it because of the influence of the Kyubi that clouded his murderers' minds? Or was it fear that tainted those fools' judgement that made them harm this defenceless child? So the reports were right after all."

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(Flashback)

"Yamamoto Sotaichou, we have received reports from the twelfth division that the Jinchuuriki of the Kyubi no Yoto is dead. It seems that after his death, he released a significant high spiritual pressure that crushed his surrounding in an instance!"

The sotaichou opened an eye and pondered. "Such high spiritual pressure and only just died? That isn't possible. It might be the Kyubi's doing."After a moment of hesitation, the old captain questioned. "How did the detector qualified and ranked the volume of reiatsu released?"

"On par with a Fukutaichou sir!"

"Very interesting. How did the boy died?"

"He…he was beaten to death, sir."

"Predictable. Jinchuuriki wasn't acceptable in the world of mortals. I won't be surprise if one of those slipped into the realm of insanity and massacre humanity to extinction."

Yamamoto slammed his cane to the ground and spoke. "Inform the squad that I will be leaving to Earth. During my visit, hand my duties over to my lieutenant. And, do inform my household to make preparation for a guest room." The old captain signalled dismissal and drew out a sigh.

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(End of flashback)

"Come and sit beside me, child." Yamamoto Sotaichou sat on a log and gestured the boy to the vacant spot beside him. "I will not harm you. Trust me and do what you're told."

The boy nodded and sat beside the stranger while fidgeting his fingers nervously.

"So tell me child, how has life treated you so far?"

The boy sulked upon hearing the question and studied the soil. Comprehending the boy's body language, the old man tilted his head and stared at the colossus trees in the forest.

"None need to be spoken. So, do you wish to come to a place where fate will not neglect your very existence, child?"

Naruto twisted his head to the stranger so fast that surprised even the old captain.

"Is…is that true? Will I be accepted? Do I get to be treated equally? Can I make friends with others without being scorned? D-do I still need to search for food from trash cans?"

Frowning at the boy's questions, the Sotaichou ruffled the boy's blonde hair.

"No, you will not be suffering the terrible fate you endured in this world, child. If you accept my proposal, I will bring you to the Soul Society and train you personally. Of course, you will be sent to the shinigami academy to strengthen and control those massive amounts of spiritual pressure you possess within you and received proper education."

Naruto pondered over the stranger's statement, dumbfounded by what he was told. In fact, he didn't even understand one bit of what the old man was speaking of but the fact remains that the proposal seemed to be something the blonde had ever wished for.

To be acknowledged.

"Do you accept my proposal, child?"

"Y-Yes!"

The stranger smiled and performed the Konso with the tip of his cane.

Before Naruto's soul dissipated entirely, the boy stared at the stranger and flashed a cheerful grin.

"What is your name, Jiji?"

"Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto. I will be waiting for you in Soul Society, child."

"Naruto Uzumaki! I'll see you soon, Jiji!"

As his statement was spoken, his soul had already completely vanished, leaving only a trace of sparkling spiritual particles floating in the air.

"It seems that this child will find greatness in Soul Society. I can see the hidden potential within the child. It wouldn't be a surprise if this child exhibits an extraordinary strength. His future may be obscured by the fogs of uncertainty but it would be without a doubt that this child possessed the ability to change the future in a tremendous magnitude. I hope that my decision today will not lead any regrets."

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(Eights years later: Naruto – Thirteen years old)

"STAY PUT YOUNG MASTER!"

"DON'T LET HIM ESCAPE!"

"CAPTURE THE MONSTROSITY BEFORE OLD MASTER COMES HOME!"

Thunderous footsteps stormed throughout the entire Yamamoto mansion. Guards, panicking their stance of defences while occasionally checking the surrounding vicinity, were paranoid over a certain blonde prankster. After the boy who was adopted by the master of the Yamamoto mansion was brought to the household, the once gloomy atmosphere was enlightened to a thrilling yet joyous ambiance.

Hell, even the great Yamamoto Sotaichou laughed often ever since Naruto Uzumaki arrived to Soul Society. It was something rare the servants of the mansion or squad members ever witness; the great leader of the shinigami laughing at a mere child's antics.

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(Flash back)

"This is your new home now, Naruto."

Naruto stared at the compound in awe. The entire estate's garden might as well be called an enormous botanic garden; the various beautiful yet rare floras were evidence. In the middle of the magnificent view of nature stood the mansion with the Yamamoto's emblem imprinted on the front wall of the building. Approximating the surrounding vicinity, the entire Yamamoto's compound may be as vast as half the size of Konoha.

The blonde surveyed the mansion in excitement and stared at the old man. The look he gave the old captain was as if asking approval to either wrecking havoc or familiarising the scenario. Comprehending what Naruto was trying to do, Genreyusai nodded and in an instance, the blonde adolescent sped off to the garden and starting to explore his new environment. While the hyperactive blonde was laughing and running around the field, a servant approached the old captain.

"Is this our new guest, Yamamoto-sama?"

"Yes, he will be living with us from today onwards."

The servant widened his eyes in disbelief. "L-living with us? You don't mean…"

"I have already filled in the necessary paperwork in order for Naruto to be trained under my tutelage and of course, he will be my adoptive grandson."

"A-adoptive… g-grandson?"

"Is there a problem?"

"N-None sir! I will be making arrangement for young master to settle down here and spread the word of the arrival of our new young master."

"Please do so, he will be a handful though."

"Hai! Umm… if you may pardon me sir, why would you decide to adopt that boy?"

The head captain responded with a chuckle. "I see the boy in me back when I'm at his age."

~~ (Months later) ~~~~

"Please opened the door, Naruto-sama! Yamamoto-sama will be upset if you skip your meal again! You can't train vigorously all day and don't eat, Naruto-sama!"

A female brunette servant knocked on the door continuously but unfortunately, no reply was returned.

"Yes young master. Please don't lock yourself in your room all day, Naruto-sama! It is unhealthy!"

Another brunette servant pleaded but in no avail would Naruto respond.

"What is going on here?"

The two servants jolted up and spun around in surprise.

"Yamamoto-sama!" Both servants exclaimed in unison. "Naruto-sama has been skipping his meal again! He refuses to open the door and insists us to leave him alone. What should we do?"

"Hand me the food. I will deliver it to Naruto personally." The servants did what they're told and passed the tray of food to their old master in utmost politeness. Genryusai stared at the plate of food and sighed. "It seems that Naruto still couldn't fully adapt to his new environment. It is only logical that the child still deem us as untrustworthy due to his traumatic past. Leave now and continue your daily work."

"Hai!" The servants bowed in respect and left.

The old captain waited until he's alone and shifted his sight at the door before him.

"Naruto! It's me. Open the door; I would like to talk to you."

After a few seconds past, audible footsteps could be heard within the room and gets louder and louder until it came to a complete halt. The door cracked open and the blonde popped his head out of the door.

"Jiji!"

"May I come in?"

"Sure!" Naruto opened his door and allowed his grandfather to step into his room. Genryusai placed the tray of food on the table and sat on the chair his grandson made dedicated for him. The blonde had declared the creation of the chair a tribute of his adoptive grandfather's kindness. Although the chair wasn't crafted perfectly but in the old captain's point of view, the determination and effort spent on the chair was enough to turn a mere log to a fine masterpiece.

"What is this I heard about you refusing your meal again, Naruto?"

The blonde chuckled nervously while scratching the back of his head. "Is …nothing… I was just… a little sick so… I… er…."

"Sick? Do you require Unohana taichou's attention or do you need me to bring Unohana taichou's apprentice, Isane over here to check on you? Last I heard, the two of you seems to be quite friendly with each other."

The blonde blushed. "Uh… There is no need to call Isane-chan or Baa-chan here. I'm fine now!"

"Really?"

Naruto sighed. "No…"

"What's the matter, Naruto? Is the service unpleasant? Are the maids mistreating you? Tell me and they will be punish accordingly."

"No! No is not that! Is…is just…"

"Well?"

"I just can't trust them…yet. When I was alive, kind offering was impossible to me. I have to fend off myself from lies and deception from those villagers that hated me for reasons that I'm not even aware of. I used to ask myself what I did to deserve those harsh treatments but never found an answer. In a blink of an eye and I'm the young master of this mansion. If this is a dream, I really don't wish it to end…"

This is not a dream Naruto. You're now Naruto Uzumaki Yamamoto and the sole heir of my legacy."

"But why would you give me such importance task to me? I don't understand at all. Do I deserve it?"

Naruto's grandfather laughed. "I have been captain for centuries before you're born Naruto. My predictions of one's inner strength will never be wrong. Deep within you lays a power that I have never seen before. A power far greater than having achieving Bankai."

"P-Power? Greater than achieving Bankai?" Naruto repeated, puzzled over his grandfather's statement. It was true that upon arrival, Genryusai taught Naruto the rules and regulation existed within Soul Society and how those laws kept balance and equality to every soul. Although laws were filled with flaws, it was also the guardian of peace that kept dangers at bay. After a boring session of laws, the old captain told Naruto about the existence of shinigami in depth and the requirement to achieve both Shikai and Bankai. Ever since then, Naruto had always wished to become a shinigami.

"Yes. Deep within the core of your soul lies a power that is only exclusive to you. It is the power to place his or her hope entirely on you, Naruto. That is something nobody has."

Naruto blinked.

"I don't get it. How does that make me-"

"I have place all my hope in you. Trust me, Naruto that you're going to achieve greatness and you'll fight for your own justice someday."

"My justice?"

"Yes. Everybody has their own justice. The justice of saving countless of souls. The justice of serving the law. The justice of fighting for what's right and wrong. You'll soon find your own justice to preach for."

Naruto placed a hand on his chin and contemplated thoroughly.

"I KNOW WHAT'S MY JUSTICE!" Naruto declared in delight.

The old captain arched an eyebrow.

"The justice of protecting the one I loved!"

The adoptive grandfather laughed.

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(End of flashback)

It took the blonde years before he could shave all of his fear and accept his status of being the adopted grandson of the captain commander of Soul Society. Even so, he behaved completely opposite of how a noble should behave. In contrast to standard nobles' characteristics, the blonde had no desire to flaunt his title as the "honourable grandson".

Instead, he spent his time training or visiting Rukongai than wasting precious time bragging about his social status.

While he was in one of his carefree moods, a little prank will brighten his day.

And the prank he pulled off a few minutes ago forced him to hide on the roof as usual.

Watching the guards attentively, he sighed in relief when the guards left the surrounding. Throwing his hands over his head, he laid on the ceiling while chewing a blade of grass.

"I think painting all the walls pink will surely piss them off all day."

The blonde smirked and grabbed the orange book under his sleeves that he found in one of his grandfather's drawer, opened a few pages and used it to cover his eyes from the bright sunrays.

"A little nap will be nice."

"Indeed. Impressive feats for a child like you to be able to paint my walls in such stealth that nobody notices it until the very last moment. Truly impressive. But I certainly hope you could scrub off the paints from your little escapades, Naruto."

The blonde bolted up and eyed the intruder who was standing beside him.

"Killjoy! Here I am, thinking that I managed to fool everybody and you just have to show up and ruin the admiration I had for my plan, Jiji." Naruto pouted and folded his arms childishly.

The old captain let out a hearty laugh and smiled. "Trust me, Naruto that it won't be long before you manage to prank the entire Soul Society. It would be rather entertaining to see Seireitei soaked in pink but as a responsible shinigami, I assumed you would clean up any mess you made."

Realising the hint, Naruto arched an eyebrow. "You…mean?"

"I have enlisted you into the academy. With my recommendation, you will not need to participate in any entrance exams. I have already informed them of your skills and the academy is willing to offer you a place. From tomorrow onwards, you shall be one of the freshmen of the academy. I have faith in you, Naruto."

"Yay! I'm a shinigami finally!" Naruto did what a hyperactive boy would do; hugged his grandfather in joy.

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(Next day)

"I will make you proud, Jiji! Believe it!" Naruto had dressed into the standard male academy student's uniform; blue shitagi, a white kosode and blue hakama.

The Sotaichou laughed and ruffled his grandson's hair. "Indeed you will. Now go and make some new friends. I will be waiting for your good news."

"You bet!" The hyperactive adolescent waved his goodbye and dashed towards the academy.

"Youth." The old captain chuckled as he stood at the entrance of the academy, waving back to his grandson before strolling towards his own division. "The academy will never be the same."

Genryusai couldn't help but kept laughing at the predicament the academy will soon face.

"Life certainly will be very interesting after all."

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"This place is freaking huge!"

Naruto walked through the hallway while examining every single corner of the place. Portrait of previous and current captains of the Gotei 13, painting of famed influencer of the Soul Society and sculpture of brave warriors served as decoration all over the entire academy. Not to mention, the walls and ceilings were built with professional dedication. Every designs and patterns on the wall were made with decent proficiency.

"Wow, even these floor tiles were made by those rare trees that Baa-chan showed me when we went mountain climbing to collect herbs. Jiji must have spent an awful amount of time building thi-"

All thoughts were interrupted when something hit Naruto and the blonde fell to the ground.

Naruto rubbed the sore bruise on his forehead and whined. "Oww… What the!? Watch where you're going!"

"What? That's my line! You bump into me first!"

"Nuh uh! Last I check you're the one who bump into me! And what's with your purple hair anyway? Is that even a natural colour"

"Well I'm not the one who has whisker marks on my cheeks"

"I'll have you know that this is birth marks!"

"Well they look pretty crappy!"

"And your purple hair looks like flower sitting on dog shit."

Everybody grasped and the volume of the hallway dropped dramatically to a dead quiet.

A tear swelled from the girl's sunglow eyes.

"D-Do you know who I am?!"

"No! And I don't care!"

"Y-You baka!"

The pair exchanged glares. Naruto glanced at the girl's attire; standard female academy student's uniform which consisted of a pair of red hakama and red shitagi instead of blue.

"So much for my first day at school."

Naruto mimicked his grandfather's sigh and wrestled to stand up in his feet. After dusting himself, he offered a hand to the girl.

A silent intruded within the hallway.

The girl blinked.

"Come on, get up. I don't have all day."

"B-But I'm hurt! A-And my leg…cram."

Without a single hesitation, Naruto swept the girl up from the ground, bridal style.

"W-What are you doing baka!?"

"You guess? Bringing you to the sick bay if there is any around."

"Why do you want to do that?"

"Alright! Listen, I think we got off from the wrong foot. I'm sorry for bumping into you and insulting your purple hair." Naruto then leaned in closer to the girl's face and studied the girl's facial feature. "Now that I have a closer look, you're pretty cute with that short purple hair of yours."

The girl flushed five different shade of red while the oblivious blonde grinned.

"And I'm sorry for accusing you from bumping into me and mocking your birthmarks."

Naruto chortled. "I'm Naruto. What's your name?"

"Y-Yoruichi Shihouin."

In the mist of confusion between Naruto and Yoruichi, nobody was aware that a pair of eyes hiding behind a pair of black spectacle had been watching the entire scene unfolds under the shadow.

How did my first chapter go? Great? Nice? Good? Neutral? Bad? Shit? Worst than shit?

Please review and let me know your opinion!

Peace out