Hello guys and gals! ForsakenHate here, bringing you 'The Strawberry Uchiha'.
I had this idea in my head for a few days, and i just couldn't muster up the effort to write about it, until right now xD.
So without any further ado, shall we begin?
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Flash back text.
"Speaking"
'Thinking'
"Zanpaktou speaking"
'Zanpaktou thinking'
"Demonic voice"
I don't own Naruto or Bleach...I know it's a shocker.
Footsteps could be heard echoing ominously through out what looked to be a silent battlefield. The stench of dead bodies enveloping the surrounding area could be smelt from miles away, the moon casting its ever present shadow looming over the barren waste land. Two silhouettes slowly making their way closer and closer to each other could be seen from a distance, until they unexpectedly arrived at a standstill.
A tall man with onyx black hair that reached all the way down to his lower back, his face adorned piercing red eyes topped with a menacing look; he stood panting slightly with ragged clothing glaring at the man standing before him. The said man wore a white robe that seemed to shimmer in the moon's rays, a black hakama pants fully fitted with matching boots. He donned long golden hair that swayed in tandem with the wind. But the most peculiar feature seemed to be his ominous purple eyes embedded in both sockets with a ripple like patterns and decorated with 10 spiralling tomoe.
"Give it up Madara, you have lost this war" The golden haired man spoke in-between a few pants.
The newly named Madara, Madara Uchiha looked almost amused at this statement.
"You think you've won? Don't get so cocky Uzumaki Naruto!" With that Madara's eyes began to morph into the Mangekyō Sharingan, his grin never leaving his face. "Kotoamatsukami!" With those words Naruto's mind started to rush as we felt an influx of false memories enter him. But he wasn't fazed at all; instead he started smirking at Madara.
"You should know better than anyone Madara that genjutsu doesn't work on a Jinchuuriki! Even Kotoamatsukami will have no affect on me!"Naruto stated victoriously, but little did Naruto no that was all but a simple trick of manipulating the sense to think Kotoamatsukami was directed at him...
"Who said I'm using Kotoamatsukami on you, Uzumaki?" As soon as those words were uttered, a lightning encased hand pierced Naruto's chest right through his heart. Coughing up blood violently Naruto stood there motionlessly dreading who's hand that was, slowly turning his head around his eyes widened as tears threatened to erupt from the corners of his purple lit eyes.
"S-Sasuke..." He indentified hoarsely, the blood now entering his lungs. All the while Sasuke looked at him hatefully, eyes filled with vengeance and resonating darkness.
"You're finally going to die you bastard! I have finally avenged my clan, killing the one who killed my family!" He roared with a maniacal grin plastered onto his face.
"MADARA YOU FUCKER HOW COULD YOU! SASUKE JUST RETURNED AFTER SO LONG!" Breaking free from Sasuke's arm which was still lodged in his chest, he ran towards Madara with hate filled eyes. "I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!" He roared as he formed a Bijuu dama pointing straight for Madara's head.
"Kuchiyose no Justu..." As those words were uttered a giant demonic statue appeared from beneath the earth tearing up the landscape. "Now that the seal has been weakened i shall be taking back my little pet" A single chain shot out of the statue's mouth aiming for Naruto's stomach, screaming out in pain Naruto's eyes rolled back as his body went limp. The Juubi was being ripped out from his seal and there was nothing he could do about it.
"RUUUUUUUUUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" With the all encompassing roar, the entire area was levelled and annihilated.
The Juubi was free again, but its freedom was short lived as it started dissipate into Madara's back kicking up dust as it did the smoke now clearing to reveal Madara in all his Sage of the Six Path glory. His hair now bleached completely white, he was now sporting a white robe with tomoe symbols running along the neck area, and a black crescent shaped staff in his glove covered hand.
"Say goodbye to this world of hatred, Uzumaki Naruto..." With that said, Madara raised his staffed before abruptly bringing it to down to strike the earth beneath him. Tremors could be felt from miles off as a dense mass of Yin and Yang Chakra started to build up at the top of the Shinjuu. Now with the eye embedded in the petals fully opened gazing upon the moon, Madara grinned victoriously as he made a single hand seal letting the entire world began to fade into white nothingness... All that was left were Naruto and Madara: Madara standing with a grin plastered onto his face and Naruto lying in a pool of his own blood, His Uzumaki heritage the only thing keeping him alive and not dying right there and then. Madara began to walk at a slow pace towards where Naruto lay, savouring his victory and the completion of his life goal. "Uzumaki Naruto... you have failed yet again to protect those you care about, now watch as i create the world anew in my image." Madara mirthfully said with glee.
Closing his eyes in concentration Madara started to create his ideal dream land, but little did he know Naruto was slowly getting up. With the last of his chakra reserves Naruto brought up a hand and begun to form his signature technique the Rasengan pumping it full of sage chakra and the little remains of the Juubi chakra that clung onto his soul. Reaching into his pocket, Naruto pulled out a Hirashin Kunai that his dad gave him before the Edo Tensei was released when Madara forcefully took control of Orochimaru's mind with his Sharingan, later killing him off as a precaution as to not use the Edo Tensei again. Gripping the kunai tightly he threw it with all the strength he could muster, breaking Madara out of his concentration, Madara quickly tilting his head to the side to avoid being impaled he narrowly dodged the kunai as it soared past him.
"Is that all you-"Madara couldn't finish his sentence as Rasengan was thrust into his back with lethal force. Cursing out loud Madara was smashed into the ground causing a human sized crater to form in the seemingly none-existent ground.
"It's too late boy! I've already cast the Infinite Tsukuyomi! Your cursed fate has now been sealed" Laughing at the top of his lungs Madara failed to notice the seal on his back slightly change...
At a steady rate the entire white world started to collapse on itself distorting the very fabric of the universe, after this was all said and done Madara's ideal dream world was being brought into fruition...
Or was it?
"Shit...That same dream again..." Someone said out loud panting slightly with beads of sweat trickling down his forehead. The man in question looked to be about 18, with lightly tanned skin and a permanent scowl chiselled onto his face. However the most peculiar trait this young man carried was his vibrant spiky orange hair that fell just past his shoulder. All in all he was quite handsome. He glanced over at his alarm clock and noticed he had a few hours before he needed to get up, so he decided to lie in for a bit to contemplate the strange dream that kept bothering him every night.
Time skip - 2 hours.
"Onii-chan! Wake up! You'll be late for school!" A cheerful voice rang in Ichigo Kurosaki's ears as he yawned of the sleepiness. Ripping himself of from his bed before he'd collapse back onto it he lazily scratched the back of his head; making his way to the bathroom to perform his morning rituals, he noticed a strange sensation in his eyes that kept bothering him. Shrugging it off, he squeezed the tube of tooth paste onto his toothbrush while groggily brushing his teeth. After a few minutes he rinsed his mouth spitting out the water from his newly freshened mouth. Slowly lifting his head to face the mirror in front of him, he was completely shocked to find his eyes were blood red! Blinking in response before leaning forward an inspecting his eyes he heard a familiar voice, which he loathed oh so much...
"EEEEEECCHHHHHHEEEEEE GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" A voice boomed as the bathroom door was kicked open and a man who seemed to be in his 40s flying across the room about to drop kick Ichigo square in the side of the head. On instinct Ichigo quickly grabbed the pair of legs, swinging them around smashing the man into the wall creating a human sized dent in the said wall.
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING GOAT FACE, DROP KICKING YOUR SON LIKE THAT?!" Ichigo roared as he started to repeatedly punch his dad in the face.
"WHO ELSE IS GOING TO KEEP YOUR SENSES IN TIP TOP CONDITION MY BOY?!" Isshin countered with his goofy grin.
"I DON'T REMEMBER ASKING YOU TO DO THAT YOU OLD COOT! I WAS IN THE MIDDLE OF CHECKING MY EYES BECAUSE THEY TURNED RED AND THEN YOU COME FLYING IN TRYING TO DROP KICK ME?!" Ichigo roared applying more pressure to his vice hold he just put his dad in.
"Wait what; you said your eyes went red?" Isshin's eyes narrowed dangerously, his expression did a 180 as the goofy exterior was replaced by a serious look. Inspecting Ichigo's eyes he seemed to be shaken up by something. "Ichigo your eyes are brown like they always are, are you sure you weren't seeing things due to lack of sleep?" Isshin queered trying to ease his thoughts.
"Of course not! Why would I be seeing things?" Ichigo asked in an irate voice, thinking his father was making fun of him. Isshin seemed to be in deep thought as he didn't notice his son walk right past him to have his breakfast downstairs.
'That can't be possible...No one was ever awakened it.' Isshin thought to himself in shock.' I'll have to keep a close eye on him from now on; the dangers to such a 'thing' could warrant destruction to everyone around him, if he doesn't learn how to use it properly...' Isshin grimaced thinking of the disaster that could befall everyone if Ichigo had such a 'thing'
' Something must be bothering the old goat...Does it have to do with what I said about my eyes?' Shrugging it off Ichigo opened the kitchen door to see his 2 little sisters happily enjoying their breakfast. Well Karin wasn't really happy she didn't look it anyway, since she normally wore a stoic facial expression. Mentally sighing he walked to the table and joining them, he picked up his chop sticks and dug in.
Once he'd finished his beef with rice and curry, he slung his school bag over his shoulders and at a brisk pace made his way out the house and off to school.
'Shit its happening again...' The same weird sensation in his eyes plagued Ichigo again but this time the sensation was intensified, he could feel himself slipping from his consciousness. Cursing under his breath as his body fell limp on the floor, before he completely blacked out he noticed two pairs of feet making their way towards him, but to his dismay his vision was too blurry to identify who's they belonged to...
Location change
'Shit, my head feels like it's about to explode...' Groggily getting up from the floor, Ichigo noticed he was no longer in front of his house, but instead he was in a bleached white area surrounding him holding nothingness for what seemed to stretch on infinitely."This is fucking crazy, where the hell am I?" Ichigo murmured under his breath.
"You are in your mindscape." A deep voice boomed echoing off the empty space. A long figure in clad with a black robe fitted with a hood stood a few ft in front of Ichigo, causing him to stumble back out of surprise. Ichigo may not be good at sensing people but he was pretty sure he would be able to sense someone if they were right next to him, but this guy it was like he saw him but he couldn't sense him at all. To say the least it unnerved Ichigo to no end...
"Who the hell are you? And what's a mindscape? Zangetsu never told me about this." Firing of as many questions as he liked Ichigo gave the man a quizzical look trying to figure him out.
"A mindscape is the lowest region of your mind, similar to that of your inner world, but here this place is not affected by the stability of your soul but instead your mind. This is a lot harder to change then your inner world, say if you start to feel depressed it will rain, but here all stays tranquil until you are but in a life threatened state. As for whom i am..." The mysterious man trailed off, which caused Ichigo to glare daggers at him, not wanting to mess around.
"I am your past life, I am the god of the legendary Uchiha, the first to awaken our bloodlines true ability...and I am you." The man lifted his hood up to reveal a man who looked to be in his 30s, he had spiky onyx black hair that flowed down to his waist, and he had a menacing scowl carved on his face much like Ichigo's. But what caught Ichigo's attention the most was his eyes, his eyes that seemed to have been dipped in the blood of countless souls, radiating strength like no other...The same eyes as Ichigo's...
"I am Madara Uchiha."
Ichigo Kurosaki:
Age: 18.
Hair colour: Orange and spiky.
Height: 6ft 2.
Shikai: Zangetsu.
Bankai: Tensa Zangetsu.
Reiatsu class: Fifteen times the amount of a high captain level.
Race: Human/Hollow/Quincy/Shinigami.
Bloodline: [?] I'm pretty sure you all know by those hints :P
Mics: Has seemingly infinite amounts of reiatsu plus extraordinary growth rate. Which allows him to learn and master any technique much, much faster than a regular person would be able to.
Techniques translations:
Rasengan = Spiralling Sphere.
Kotoamatsukami = Distinguished Heavenly Gods.
Sharingan = Copy Wheel Eye.
Mangekyō Sharingan = Kaleidoscope Copy Wheel Eye
Tsukuyomi = Moon Reader
So what do you guys think!?
Love it? Hate it? Please let me know in your reviews, this is my first story so go easy on me D:
'Til next time...
ForsakenHate, signing out.
