well here it is the adopted version of Naruto of the Zaraki now being written by Me the first 3 chapters were/are by Actionliker the chapter 4 onward is by me

Disclaimer-I Own neither Naruto or Bleach

A broken blade of a zanpakuto in his right hand. Gasping with agony as the feared Zaraki Kenpachi lay pitifully and shamefully on the ground he looked up to see his matching opponent. Stark is what he calls himself with a bored ass look on his face and that female espada whom name he has yet to find out, she was a dark skinned chick with half of her face hidden by her revealing white arrancar jacket that bares about half of her breasts. His eyes (The eye patch has been taken off) shifted to the right. Behind them was , that annoying little green haired brat was emotionless and silent. His eyes narrowed and a low growl rumbled through his throat.

'Those bastards...' He snarled as he tried to pull himself up, ignoring the fatal wounds despite suffering so much of it before facing 'those' Espadas . 'Damn it...I've never...been this chewed out before...' He reached only up to one knee and before he looked up, a foot just slammed itself to his temple causing him grunt and stumble a bit. Trying to gain momentum he quickly jumped...only to have his eyes widened as Stark came from behind, a Zanpakuto in his hand just pierced him directly but almost nicking the heart.

"Grhaaaa!" He gurgled in rage and tried to push off his attacker. Blood splayed everywhere again.

"Is this your first time being tossed around like this...Shinigami?" Questioned the female espada, tone cold and serious. "...We heard so much about you and by state of your in...and the look on your face..."

"...I'm guessing this is your first time being stopped like trash" Stark finished, turning around he raised an eyebrow at his colleague who was emitting grunts of irritation. "...what Halibel...?" The female espada looked away, muttering under her high collar.

"This is the end Shinigami..." Stark declared as he raised the blade high. "...And so is Soul Society..."

"REALLY!? I DON'T THINK SO!" Kenepachi screamed as he lunged forward, his face was of nothing but total insanity.

The next thing he knew was darkness.

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Menacing black eyes opened slowly and exploring. Gaunt, scared face screwed in confusion. Large muscular arms began moving and feeling as if trying to feel anything in the darkness. It was a darkness that reminded him of that traitorous ex-captain Tousan.

'Great, where am I now...' He started to touch his face, then his chest and sides.

This didn't add up. Just a few second ago he had his black Reitsu adsorbing eye patched ripped off...Now its back there. His tattered, bloody captain shinigami robe was now just like it was before he fought the espada. His wounds are no longer there either.

Gripping his fingers and testing them...

'Well...at least my hands are working haha...' He joked, His uncovered eye glinted with slight insanity.

"But really...Where the heck am I!?"

"YOUR IN MY REALM SHINIGAMI..."

One eye turned stone cold, he whipped his head around, trying to find an object in this infinite darkness.

"ABOVE..."

The tall, eye patch shinigami looked up.

"ALL FUN MUST END...SIGH...IM RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU SHINIGAMI..."

The shinigami bent his head back to its original position and narrowed his (eye) at the being in front of him.

Floating in front of him was a tall yet terrifying creature of some sort, If it wasn't for his experience of seeing many freak shows in his long long life...he would've screamed.

The figure was tall...really tall...If he was standing right about a foot from this giant, he would reach to his waist at least. The creature has a dull grey robe that covered his entire body and the hair! it was just as white as it's robes or maybe whiter and duller. Sticking out of its wispy white spiky hair were two small purple horns.

And the face...

Kenpachi couldn't resist to grim.

Pale purple and decaying like a three days old corpse was eyebrow less and menacing more the captain of the 11th division himself. Gold pupils stared at him and the white of his eyes were replaced with blackness darker then any empty space exist.

Visible from his drooling mouth were razor sharp ass black teeth and was biting down a large knife...or blade...

Ah yes...It was the blade that got the Zaraki captain excited.

A sadistic grin appeared on his features.

"Look...I don't know where we are or where the heck you came from but..." He eyed the blade hungrily. "...How about taking that kitchen knife out..." He pulled his sword out in it's chipped and battered glory. With a war cry he charged...

"...AND HOW ABOUT WE FIGHT!!"

He swung the crippled blade and slashed with glee.

It seems to be a direct hit. However...

'Wha...?'

Kenpachi Zaraki just went through the creature.

Spinning before he hit the ground he stared at the thing's back in confusion before it turned to face him. The evil purple looking face grinned at him.

"YOU AND THE REST OF YOUR KIND MAY BE 'SHINIGAMI' OR 'SOUL REAPER', GRIM REAPER HOWEVER YOU CALL YOURSELVES...YOU CAN'T HURT ME..."

"And fill me in why not?" Kenpachi growled.

"YOU AND I MAY BE SPIRITUAL AND ONLY SPIRITUAL CAN CLASH WITH 'SPIRITUAL', HOWEVER..."

Cold, dead and gold eyes looked at him.

"...YOUR DEAD...AND NOT like "DEAD" DEAD BUT MORE LIKE "SPIRITUALY DEAD"...IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN..."

Kenpachi just stared at it.

"So...are you a guy or a women?"

"WHY ARE YOU CHANGING THE SUBJECT?"

"Just askin ya..."

"Well...I DON'T HAVE A GENDER BUT YOU CAN CONSIDER ME A MALE IF YOU WANT."

"So your a dude in your consideration..." He placed his sword on his shoulder. "...so what the heck are you?"

"IN THIS WORLD IM CONSIDERED AS A SHINIGAMI OR DEATH GOD FOR THESE MORTALS AND IN YOUR SHINIGAMI PERSECTIVE...YOU'LL CONSIDER ME AS A BEING WHO HELPS THE DECEASED REST IN PEACE."

"Hm..." Kenpachi hummed, pretending to be interested. "...yeah yeah now tell me the situation before I changed the subject..."

The false Shinigami glared at him with a look that can make the most brutally trained men piss themselves. But to Kenpachi it felt like a winter breeze.

"TCH, SUCH DISRESPECT! WHAT I WAS SAYING BEFORE...NOT ONLY YOU DIED, BUT THE CAUSE OF YOUR DEATH WAS A STRIKE THAT DESTROYED YOUR ACCESS TO YOUR REITSU..." (like I said, I'm new to BLEACH so sorry if this is a incorrect theory)

Kenpachi just stared at "him" with emotionless stare.

"So what'cha saying is...I can't cut you because of the..."...only spiritual can be clashed by spiritual..."...?"

The larger being nodded.

And then Kenpachi exploded... (not literally)

"FUCK! DOES THAT MEAN IM STUCK HERE FOR ETERNITY WITHOUT FIGHTING!? OR BLOODSHED!? OF ANY VICTIMS!? OR ANYTHING BESIDES WAIT HERE!?" He roared as he began slashing his blade as if trying to open up portal to get the fuck out of here.

"DO YOU WANT TO GET OUT? BUT AT A PRICE OR STAY HERE FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE?"

The answer was immediate. Kenpachi got down on his knees and looked at it/him straight in the eye.

"Yes,getmethefuckoutofhereandIdon'tcarewhathappenstomejustgetmethefuckoutofhere!"

The false Shinigami just sweat dropped at Kenpachi's eagerness to "get the fuck out of here..."

"ERM...I'M SORRY, REPEAT AGAIN?" Kenpachi was about to answer again before he was stopped by a hand telling him to stop.

"THIS TIME...A LITTLE SLOWER KENPACHI..."

Kenpachi took a huge breath. "I SAID...Yes,get me the fuck out of here and I don't care what happens to me! Just get me the fuck out of here!" He finished with a tone that promised something deadly if the wish was not profiled.

The said victim stared at the reitsu-less Shinigami before a sadistic grin that actually made the fearless Kenpachi tense.

The false Shinigami chuckled as he took the knife from his mouth, gripping the handle...he raised it up high...and slashed the very air in front of him.

For a second nothing happened, Kenpachi was about to speak before the sound bellowing wind reached his ears.

To where the blade sliced the air, a some kind of portal opened up...and it seems to sucking everything in.

Thinking it was danger, he plunge his battered shikai sword only to find himself hopeless as the vortex portal became too strong and fast for him to react.

"Heeeey...WHAAAAT AAARE YOUUU DOOOIIIING!?" Demanded the raven haired warrior as he failed to hold his ground.

"YOU SAID YOU WANTED OUT..." The voice of the dead echoed his ears. "...DON'T WORRY...I'LL ANSWER YOUR QUESTIONS IN TIME...YOU JUST HAVE TO BARE IT..." It was all Kenpachi heard as he was sucked in the vortex.

'I just have to "bare it"? What the heck does that bastard mean!?'

"AAAAaaaaaaaaahhhh..." Kenpachi's screams of surprise echoed and to the false Shinigami...it was like music in his ears.

"...NOW THERES THREE SOULS IN THAT CHILD'S BODY..."

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His eyes opened in a flash, only to shut them in bewildered action. He rubbed his eyes vigorously, confused of the state he is in.

"Great...now where did that bastard put me in...?"

Sitting up, he then began taking every details his eyes can take,

'What the-? Now I'm in a forest?' He grimaced at his surroundings. Lush green forest, nice clean smell, and...

'Ugh...too fresh and pretty...' He frowned. '...It would be better with sounds of blades clashing, there should be an aroma of blood, sweat and love for battle in the air and...' He stopped as he saw pink in the corner of his eye. '...is that...Yachiru!?' He narrowed his eyes to more clearly, it was a person with pink hair.

"Oy! Yachiru! How the heck you end up here!?" Kenpachi shouted causing the person to turned around.

Kenpachi was floored at person description.

The person was a girl, obvious with the red dress and the girly biker short. She had pink hair and green eyes similar to what seems to be his deceased vice- captain of division 11th. However...

"What the!? When did you grown so fast..." He pointed at her. "...and whats with the giant forehead!?"

'No...It's not her...this girl is too...bleh...' He gagged, mentally kicking himself for mistaking this...slut as his partner.

If was a few seconds before the girl was screaming and dashing at his direction.

"NAAARUUTO BAAKA!!" She shrieked making him cringe as her voice nearly destroyed his ears. He was just in time a grab the incoming fist that was aimed at his cheek. The girl gasped in pain as he tighten his grip on her wrist. He tugged her closer so they're faces were inches apart "...And what are you trying to do little bitch?" He sneered at her, enjoying the eyes that was burning with anger was now of sudden fear and pain.

"N-N-Naruto b-baka your h-hurting me..." She murmured pathetically, tears were forming in her jade green eyes.

"Oh?" He cocked an eyebrow. "...And tell me of this...'Naruto' person you seemed to be screaming of, hm?" His sneer widened as a block of wood pelted on the back of his head.

"Naruto! Let go of Sakura!"

Kenpachi frowned and looked at the newcomer. It was a girl who seemed to be twelve years old like the "bitch" he was holding. She had long blond hair tied with a small piece of a string. 'She dresses like a slut...not that I care...' She wore some sort of purple garments with a matching purple handkerchief tied to her shirt, she had to pants except bandages wrapping and covering her thighs and lower body privates.

Next to her was a chubby boy with a swirls for tattoos on each side of his cheeks. and seemed to be munching continuously on a bag of potato chips. (I know he didn't have chips in the canon but in this story he does.

To her right was another boy with his hair tied to a pony tail and resembles a pineapple and a posture that screams "LAZY"!

The girl had a headband tied to her waist.

The chubby boy had a headband tied to his forehead.

The lazy one had a headband tied to one of his arms.

All of them has the same symbol that resembles a leaf...or a swirly thing with a triangle attached...

Then Kenpachi realized something.

'Wait a minute...I don't recall little brats there age taller then me...' He put his hand on his right eye. '...And the eye patch is gone...'

Letting go of "Sakura" who fell on her but, clutching her hand and crying uncontrollably. (my dear god even a 5 year old has better tears control then her!)

He stared at his hands...

His tiny, scrawny hands...

Then started to look at himself.

Shinigami garb replaced by...ORANGE!? A TRUE WARRIOR NEVER WEARS ORANGE!

Ignoring the sudden change in hight and clothing he ran to the nearest river as fast as he can.

'Even my speed and movements are different...!'

Hearing a roar of massive water currents, he jumped to the nearest source.

What he saw was not what he was expecting.

It was a face of a goofy, blond hair, cerulean eyed, tanned skin, 12 year old boy!

Kenpachi looked up, his black demonic eyes are replaced with ocean blue eyes that are deadpanned and dangerous.

"...No...freakin...way..."