Chapter One: The new world

My first cross-over with Bleach and Naruto, with help of my gal-pal ellieorchild, we bring you this story. With out a further ado, enjoy.

"I used to always cry and give up... I nearly went the wrong way... but you... you showed me the right way... I was always chasing you... wanting to overtake you... I just wanted to walk with you... I wanted to be with you... you changed me! Your smile saved me! So I'm not afraid to die protecting you! Because I - love you..." she finally proclaimed to Naruto.

As soon as she attacks, Pain quickly struck her down by using charka blades. One hit dead center of her heart. Blood flows freely from the open wound. Everything was getting dark. Maybe if she closes her eyes for a moment. Just for a moment.

Hinata didn't know where she is, all that she remembered that she faced off Pain and passed out. She finally confessed her love to her crush. Her attack didn't worked but she knew that it gave Naruto a chance to beat Pain. Now a bright light flitter through her eyelids and a gentle hand on her forehead. A heavy weight was on her chest now, like she could barely breathe.

"You're doing all right," a gentle voice rang. She didn't recognize the voice. "It is just spiritual pressure; you'll get use to it."

She cracked open one of her eyes to see a gentle face that belonged to the voice and hand. A giant black braid covers a good part of her chest. When Hinata opened her eyes fully, they met two lovely shades of blue eyes. Slowly she sat up, her body resenting having to leave the soft futon beneath her.

"Your eyes are quite unusual, are you blind?"

"N-no, i-it-it is j-just how t-they are."

"Where are my manners?" the woman gave a soft chuckled. "I'm Unohana Retsu, taicho of fourth division, may I ask your name."

"Hyuga Hinata, Unohana-taicho," she quickly answered. "Fourth d-division? You mean like squads?"

"Yes Hyuga-san, fourth division specializes in the art of healing. There are twelve other divisions with their own unique specializations," her smile seemed to become even warmer but it turned into a sad smile. "You are in the Soul Society, what you would call heaven. Here, the dead spirits come to rest."

"I'm dead," she felt very pale. "W-why me? I-I-I c-can't be dead!"

"I do feel sorry for you; your life was cut short," Retsu tried to console Hinata. Yet she will have none of it. Hinata brought her knees to her chest and her body begins to shake.

"H-how d-d-did I g-get h-he-here?" Hinata asked with fumbling with her hands.

"Kage no Akiyama brought you to my division. She didn't say anything only that you have a great amount of spirit pressure. You will meet her during the captain's meeting," Retsu reinsure her. "Now rest Hyuga-san."

Retsu got up and leave. Hinata did what her body wanted, to lay down on the soft and very warm futon. Thoughts shot through her head a million miles per hour. Nothing makes sense, is she dead? Who is this Kage no Akiyama?

'Her name means Shadow of the Autumn Mountain, a very poetic name,' she thought.

"She's powerful," a voice rang in her mind.

'Now I'm hearing voices,' she places her hands over her head.

'So you can hear me and no you're not going crazy,' the voice giggles. 'I'll talk to you when you're ready, Hinata-chan! Anything that you want, anything at all, come to me. I'll be your guardian angel.'

'Who are you?' Hinata was getting scared.

'All in good time.'

At the Royal Guard…

"So it's true we're getting a new member this Shihōin Miyurie," a woman with long white hair with right eye icy blue and the other emerald green, who was sitting on a rail with her legs outstretch. She wore a normal captain uniform minus the number in the rhombus. Her kosode was fashion like that of the crop top, which exposes her midriff and much like Matsumoto, which leaves ample breast expose. While her hakama were the low-riders of the Shinigami-world. "What do you think Kirio?"

"She hasn't been a captain for more than two years yet Yamamoto sou-taicho feels like she's ready," she smiles. "There's new girl from that Ninja world, I'm guessing you have something to do with it? Huh Akiyama Miaka"

"Moi, whatever gave you that idea?" Miaka smirked.

"You always meddler and didn't you go to that world once?"

"Yeah, I got Kage-kouhi," her voice has a hint of teasing as she leans against a pillar. "Right Kage-kouhi?"

"Miaka-kaa, Kirio knows who I am," the young girl stands next to her adoptive mother. She wore the normal Shihakushō only with her kosode was slightly different, the bottom half seemed to be wrapped bandages which stops right below her bust line."You can use my real name."

"Fine," Miaka crossed her arms and gives out a smirk. "Reki, what do you think."

Her hair was the color of ebony with a white scarf covers her eyes. Unlike other Shinigami, Reki was trained by the Royal Guard. Because of her skill and Shikai, she became the Royal Guard's errand running and voice in important meetings with the Gotei 13. Captains said that she has the most freedom since she isn't part of any division or part of the Royal Guard, despite having a servant status.

"She will do well," Reki stoic said. "The girl will face many hurdles but she will go on."

"You so cute when you become so stoic," Miaka hugged her adopted daughter.

Kirio coughed to break up the action.

"That reminds," Miaka sighed now return to her position. "I've asked Yama-jiji if I can sub a division until they get a captain."

"To watch the girl," Kirio sighed, guessing right off the bat.

"Did Reki tell you?"

"No but we were talking about her."

"Figures," Miaka pouted as she crossed her arms. "Oh, Reki, go back to see how the battle ended. Bring back the loser."

Reki bowed slightly at Miaka. She didn't mind being used like this. Ever since she could remember, the Royal Guard had done this too many times. She walked off to the Senkaimon that only opens to the world of the Ninja. With her skill, she quickly found the loser.