Author's Note:

I don't own anything from Naruto or Bleach!

Take note as well that this storyline has nothing to do with the original plots from either anime.

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Damn boy with the spiky, pineapple-like hair... I've been here for at least a week already!

Hidan wasn't even sure how he managed to think that, considering that he was essentially tiny bits of ashes here and there, buried in an untidy heap somewhere in the middle of the Nara clan's woods. Heck, his brain wasn't even in one piece, so how could he even think properly? He didn't even have a mouth or a voice box, so he couldn't swear out loud either, and thus was resigned to cursing mentally.

The S-ranked ninja was basically pissed off right now. He was alive, but barely. He was also pretty sure that no one would actually come for him, let alone take the time to somehow magically restore his body back to normal. That Shikamaru boy was going to pay dearly for this when he... When he what, exactly? Right now, Hidan was totally hopeless, and he was pretty sure that being unable to fight meant that he was automatically out of Akatsuki. He was honestly better off dead.

Something clicked somewhere in Hidan's scattered mind. Yes, death truly was the only option. He'd finally give up his life, and then figure out a way from there to get his revenge. He might even get to see his dear lord Jashin. Hidan attempted a grin at that last thought, but then procceeded to scrowl when he realised he didn't have a face anymore, so he possibly couldn't grin, but then found that it meant he couldn't scrowl either. He really was pathetic.

Summoning all of his life force and strength, Hidan went through a prayer in his head, giving up his immortality.

Before he knew it, he was no more.

Hidan was confused right now. He remembered giving up his immortality so that he could die, and felt it work for a second or so where he seemed to temporarily cease to exist. However, here he was, standing in the middle of the Nara forest, seemingly unharmed. He looked down at himself and saw his whole body, with his scythe right in place.

"What the hell is this?!" Hidan muttered angrily. More importantly, where was his dear Jashin-sama? If he was dead, shouldn't he be with Jashin now? Having no other plan in mind, Hidan dashed in a completely random direction, hoping that it was the right way to get out. He'd figure out what just happened later, he reasoned. Right now, he supposed he was just glad to have his body.

He had been running for a long time already, and was just able to see a clearing in front of him. "Yeah!" He screamed out triumphantly, before he halted suddenly, holding his scythe in place to attack.

Hidan didn't realise that the whole Naruto gang was right in front of him until he had shouted. And he had screamed loudly enough for people to hear him at least a kilometre away. This was bad. He had just announced his arrival to the enemy. He ground his teeth as he waited for the Konoha ninjas to attack him.

"Who wants to go get some ramen?" Naruto said cheerfully, folding his arms behind his head, completely ignoring Hidan and walking right past him instead, with a few other brats whom Hidan couldn't remember in tow.

To say Hidan was dumbfounded would be a severe understatement. His mouth was hanging wide open as he watched the gang of teenagers walk by him casually, as if he wasn't there at all.

"HEY!" Hidan screamed. "Don't ignore me when I'm right here and ready to attack!" His ego was severely bruised.

There was still no response. All Hidan saw was the ninjas getting further and further away from him.

"Little pieces of shit..." Hidan glared, preparing to give chase and perform his usual Jashin ritual on all of them.

However, he never got the chance to. Right before his eyes, a person clad in black robes appeared right before him.

"Move!" The person shouted, shoving Hidan roughly to the side.

Hidan was outraged. "What the fu-"

An inhuman roar interrupted the ex-Akatsuki member. Hidan watched in confusion as a portal seemed to open out of nowhere and a huge monster that he had never seen before came out of it.

"Ah, so it's a Gillian..." He heard the black robed figure say to himself.

Hidan was just about to ask what a Gillian was when the man jumped up high into the air and charged towards the monster at impossibly high speeds, disappearing and reappearing at a different spot. He was fast. Without a second of hesitation, the man then unsheathed a sword and swiped at the monster, dissolving it completely.

The mysterious man landed gracefully on the ground, straightened up, and turned to Hidan, his orange hair rustled by the gentle breeze that was going by. "Alright," he said. "Time for you to move on, pal. I'm sending you to Soul Society."

"Soul Society?" Hidan asked with disgust laced in his voice. "What sort of crap is that?"

"Ichigo! Why didn't you wait for us?" They were interrupted by the arrival of a group of people. There was a short, petite girl dressed in the same black robes as the orange-haired guy whose name seemed to be 'Ichigo', a huge, tough-looking guy with brown hair that covered his eyes, a thin, bespectacled guy and a girl with a large chest.

"Oh, Rukia." Ichigo said. "It was a Gillian... I was just about to help this guy move on."

The girl who apparently was named Rukia looked at Hidan. Her eyes widened, which just plainly annoyed the Jashin-worshipper. "Him?" She said.

"Yeah, why?" Ichigo asked.

"The Gillian that appeared here was attacted by this guy," Rukia said. "He has such a large amount of reiatsu!"

The thin guy dressed in a white suit spoke up. "Even now, when he's relaxed, he has more reiatsu than over half of the captains at Seireitei!"

Ichigo looked shocked. "Really?!"

The other two who hadn't said anything just stared at Hidan in wonder. All of this was seriously pissing him off.

"Who the hell are all of you? What's a Gillian? What was with that portal that opened up all of a sudden? Captains?! Reiatsu?! Seireitei?!"

Rukia turned to Hidan. "We're going to send you to rest. You're going to Soul Society."

Hidan glared at her. "I don't give a shit about all of this! What's going on anyway?!"

Ichigo raised an eyebrow. "You're dead." He said simply, "And you're a soul right now. So you belong in Soul Society, which is sort of like heaven. You don't belong here, in the world of the living."

Hidan blinked. No wonder Naruto couldn't see or hear him just now. "For the love of Jashin..." He muttered angrily. All of this was way too much to handle at one time. No wonder Naruto didn't react to him, it was because he couldn't even see or hear him.

"Who's Jashin?" Ichigo asked, causing Hidan to let out a shocked yelp.

"You don't know who Jashin is?!" Hidan spluttered. "He's the god that I worship!"

Rukia tilted her head to the side. "Jashin? Never heard of him, you sure he exists?"

"JASHIN-SAMA!" Hidan cried as Ichigo and Rukia both shrugged, performing the soul burial ritual on him.

Author's Note:

Hope you all enjoyed the first chapter! The next one will hopefully be longer, as it'll be the time where most of the basics are explained and more is revealed. Also, reviews always make me update faster(: