Chapter 1
Title: Crooked Smile
Disclaimer: I do not own Bleach or Naruto; all copyrights belong to Tite Kubo, Masashi Kishimoto and Suiesha and Viz media. This is strictly for fan purposes or, in my case and some others that enjoy my writing, their enjoyment.
Pairings: It will be later in the fic, not as soon as I began it like most others due with this kind of fic's. As what I just said, I mean no disrespect whatsoever, just hope you know what I'm trying to say.
Rating: M
Author Notes: Actually as I am right now, I really didn't want to even try to make a crossover with both Bleach and Naruto, it always seem to be a bit of a mess when some does due one, if only the author really knows what he or she is doing. Well to be honestly with all of my faithful readers, I'm doing this a little attempt to get a little anger out of me that's all. Nothing more nothing less, I've been trying to see if I can do a fic like this without everyone in Konoha being bash like dogs on flames.
If you're not getting what I'm trying to say, then maybe I'm just not explaining it as well as I should, so sorry a bit for that. But what I'm talking about is continues crossover idea's that come from author's on the Bleach and Naruto crossover section. What I'm talking about is the challenges of Naruto/Ulquiorra that seems to still be going strong. Now before anything goes wrong with this and everyone thing I'm trying to down grade anyone, I would like to say I do like the fic's that numerous authors have written on this idea. There just something's that I do not like at all, but those things will be explain throughout the fic when or if you even read it. It's a bit like the challenge, but this is my way of doing things, and I just hope you like it.
Author Notes 2: This Window crap I'm using is fucking my writing up I must say, so if anyone can help me with the beta thing, then you would have my thanks. If ya want to take the job for all my fic's, then I would thank you a lot for this. Just pm if ya up for it!
Summary: Illest girl alive, realest girl around. Like a flickering flame, since he was born he had always been a seed of constant failures. In death he accomplish something greater than in his passed life than he ever hope for, but as he lays dying, he could still hear her voice. He had been executed and betrayed by the people he cared for, but out of everyone he could remember, he could still remember those last moments. Out of everyone that saw him, lied to him over the years of being his friend, she kept truthful and real to him. Even in death, he could never forget her.
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Onto the Story
Like a Raging Fire
He was falling. He was through the sky that was surrounded by nothing but the blackest of darkness. Memories he had long since forgotten began to cloud is mind… the betrayal of the people he trust… his execution of being brought down by the very flames he controlled… his decision to wipe out every Quincy that plagued the World of the Living. All passed memories on why he chose what he had to do, to see that Soul Society and that of the World of the Living was protected.
So this is what death feels like for a shinigami... I honestly never thought that I would meet my end like this. The oldest shinigami mused a bit, an odd emotion that he hasn't expressed in a long time. His small brown eyes closed and a small peaceful smile seems to travel across his face. To him, it has been a very long time since he had a chance like this to ever feel peace without the many burdens he carried on his shoulders. He could feel the wind blowing across his body, but he welcome it with open arms.
His legacy was over, the man he once was is no more; he was no longer the shinigami who was known more as a demon than anything else. His time was over, the new generation would do what he couldn't, and they will protect the Gotei 13 like each and every last one of them had sworn to do. As he continue to thing about the thing he has done since his life was over, he felt that no matter how hard he tried, his body could not move. But what was the reason for him to move now? He had been killed by the same man that he sworn he had killed a thousand years ago.
It was a mistake, a horrible mistake that might cost everything he cared about to wither away and die because of that man. He felt himself scowl mentally at that, for once in his life since he had picked up his blade to protect every soul in the World of the Living and that of Soul Society; he wished that his body and power was younger. Then if it was true, then there was doubt in his mind that he would have been able to kill that piece of scum once and for all. But he had failed; it was time for the young ones to be able to handle what he could not. For once since knowing the orange haired teen, he felt himself smile at the boy's power.
He had failed what he had sought himself out to do, but he finally believes with everything in his soul that Kurosaki Ichigo will not fail like he did. He suddenly felt himself chuckled, he wondered how many times in his passed life did the people around him called him a failure? Someone who would never have the chance to do anything like other's around him.
They were nothing but memories of his passed life, a life that he never wanted to remember no matter what he did. But now that he was dead again, the man once known as Uzumaki Naruto could not forget her face, the face of the one girl he loved more than anything, the one girl that he thought hated him more than anything. But it was nothing more than a lie, a scheme to have him killed a toss away because he was nothing more than a threat towards what they wanted
Was it wrong for him to what to see her again?
That's all it is… nothing more than passed memories of a previously life I once live. Genryusai Shigekuni Yamamoto mentally said to himself, not allow a single emotion to pass over his old wrinkled face. Nothing more than painful memories… from the weak foolish young boy I use to be when I was once allow to have a life.
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Pain
Foolishness
Hopeful cries of a family
Betrayal
Such were the emotions of one sun-kissed blonde haired Uzumaki Naruto, a young boy who was once to foolish to see what was coming before him. He raised his broken cerulean eyes to gaze at the people standing before him, the same people he thought was cared for him like he did for them. But it was nothing more than lies, tall tales to make him do what they wanted him to do. Their eyes were filled with nothing more than cold filled hate, and hate that this bastard had inflicted on them.
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Tsunade gazed down at the beaten boy in front of her, the princess of Konohagakure face was devoid of any emotion.
"Jinchuriki of the Kyuubi no Yoko, for failure of an S-ranked mission and the attempted murder of Uchiha Sasuke, you are held responsible. I, Tsunade, Fifth Hokage of Konohagakure no Sato, with the agreement of the Clan Heads, the Village Council, and the Elders, declare you a traitor of the worst kind. You have brought shame and dishonor upon the entire village. You were ordered to capture Uchiha Sasuke and return him to Konoha. Permission was given to use force if necessary. But instead, you attempted to murder him. Furthermore, remains of the battle at the Valley of the End showed copious remnants of Kyuubi's vile chakra. For failure on your lifetime mission to contain the Kyuubi and protect Konoha, you are condemned. Have you anything to say?"
Naruto raised his eyes at his godmother and spat, his eyes were filled with a murderous intent that had never been seen before in his eyes. His once life-filled eyes stared darkly back at the Hokage, the woman who he thought cared about him more than anything in this village, a village that he sworn on his life that he would protect.
"I have done nothing wrong to deserve this treatment you have set upon me. I was ordered with several others to bring Sasuke back and I was told to use force when it was necessary. Is this how you repay me for following everything the mission was told to do? Has the village I once loved really fallen this low to punish a ninja that was doing what his Hokage ordered him to do?"
Giving no sign of having registered the blonde haired teen's protests, the Slug Sannin waved her hands, "The Jinchuriki had been found guilty of what he has done. He shall be put to death in three days' time on March 28th. Take him away."
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The crowd below him said nothing, but none of them really had to say nothing, he had already known what they felt about him since he could remember. And for once in his life he did not feel anger for it, not a single emotion showed on his face as his arms were stabbed onto the wooden floor across from him. He had sworn to himself that no matter what happen to his body, that he would not allow himself to give these traitors the satisfaction of seeing his pain. I severed and protect this village faithfully with little strength I was given, he thought bitterly. And you pay me back with all I've done with nothing but pain and betrayal… I should have saw this coming… but I was too damn foolish not to look between the lines.
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Naruto's cell was cold, barren, empty, and filled with nothing but absolute darkness that surrounded him like a black pit. His lacerated arms hung awkwardly at his sides, hung aloft only by the chains that dug into his bloody wrist. The holding cell was large and bare. There were a dozen thick steel bars across the entrance, but there was a small door that allowed the guards in. He was standing in the middle of the cell like a lifeless corpse; the only thing that could tell he was a live was the cold emotionless hate that was burning in his eyes. His blonde hair was streaked with dirt and matted with blood, covering his buring hate filled eyes.
On the first day, due to the torture that the Council had demanded that he face, Morino Ibiki and his Torture and Interrogation squad had entered the cell and set to work on him. By the time they left, many hours later, his ribs were fractured, one of his eyes were blinded, his skin was burnt on his left, his left leg was broken and twisted, and he had more bruises on his body than he wished to count. But none of that matter, he looked at their faces when they were torturing him, and he was disgusted beyond anything to see these bastards taking sick pleasure in seeing him pain. He didn't give them the pleasure they wanted though, not once during those hours, did he allow any of them to hear him scream like they wanted.
"You disappoint me Naruto," A familiar voice called out. The blonde haired teen gave no heed to it, keeping his head down to have his blonde locks covering his eyes from view. "I knew you were always going to be a failure, but I never would have thought you were capable of trying to kill your own teammate like that."
Said blonde gave the sliver haired jonin no response save for the ragged breathing of his battered body.
Hatake Kakashi paid him no heed, only looking at his once called student with a look of pure disappointment in his eyes. "Attempted murder of your own teammate? Using the Rasengan (Spiraling Sphere), a deadly technique only to be used against enemy Shinobi? The Yondaime Hokage must be rolling in his grave right now, you using his technique for such an immoral cause. You truly are a failure Naruto, both as my student and as a Shinobi of Konoha." He murmured, his voice laden with sorrow.
Again Naruto saying nothing, ignoring the man he once saw as a sensei before all this happened to him. He heard Kakashi sighed and walk away.
"As of today, you are no longer a student of mine or a member of Team 7. You are the worst ninja I've ever trained and you should have never become a ninja in the first place."
"You betrayed me… for a student that never wanted to be a part of this village," The blonde haired teen said, his voice filled with dark fury as he looked at the retreating form of his sensei. "For that, no matter if I'm to be swallowed by the gates of hell themselves, I will never forgive you no matter what happens to me."
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Naruto scanned the crowed, looking for at least one sympathetic face, one understanding soul that could at least understand what he was going through. But as he looked over the crowed, there was not a single soul that was out there for him, and he felt his heart clench in pain as that. His fellow genins, those he thought of as comrades, were absent. Were they unable to watch their comrade be falsely accused and killed? Or were they too arrogant to decide to grace them Demon brat with their company when he needed them most? It honestly no longer matter to him. His death was certain; there was no way he was going to be able to get out of this no matter what he tries to do. The only thing he could do was welcome death with open arms.
Death… He smiled mentally to himself as he looked at the dark raining sky over Konohagakure no Sato. Maybe Kami herself… would at least give me the honor of having peace in the afterlife.
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It stormed that night. The clouds rained down on the village as if crying for the lost integrity of the once proud village of Konohagakure no Sato. Lighting cracked and thunder lit up the sky. It was dark; an outer shell of just what Uzumaki Naruto's heart was feeling.
"Raise your head now, Dobe. Stand tall. After all, even the maggot should pay homage to the hawk that will devour them." It should be impossible really; there was not a single instant of emotion in Naruto's body as he looked up into the face of his once called friend. But he was right before him, the same bastard that had walked away from his dying body while walking towards the village of Sound. How was he here? How was it possible that this bastard was able to get into his cell like this? He felt fury building up in his chest as he looked at the raven haired teen.
But he didn't allow a bit of his fury to show on his face, he was silent and impassive as ever as he looked at the once loyal Uchiha to Konoha. He would not give the Uchiha the satisfaction of letting him see his pain. He had thought once that they were brothers, people who could relate to one another. But it was nothing more than a foolish dream, Uchiha Sasuke never wanted anything to do with him. He was just to childish to see it, hanging onto that one dream of having a friend he could care about.
"No response?" Sasuke leaned in as lightning flashed, lighting up the lone window of his cell and illuminating an eerie shadow on his contemptuous face, "No flash of regretful cries? I thought you cared about Uchiha Sasuke?"
The blonde haired teen's eyes narrowed at that, looking at the lone teen before him with a look of suspension on his face. "Do you think that question you're asking me is a little improper?" He asked through ragged breaths, finding it hard to breathe with his broken ribs. "You are Uchiha Sasuke are you not? I have no wished for foolish jeers if that's what you want to accomplish."
The raven haired teen said nothing, only given the blonde beaten teen before him a cold emotionless gaze. He was no longer dress in the cloths Naruto could remember him wearing, he was dress in an Uchiha black combat kimono, with armor as dark as night cover the top portion of it. On his back was a long katana, which color was that of an eerie blue that disgusted Naruto to know end. This bastard was nothing more than a traitor, a man that will accomplish anything he wanted, no matter what person got hurt around him. Right now, more than anything, the blonde haired teen wish he had the strength to murder the dark haired teen before him in cold blood. But he could not, and he hated himself for that.
"I have no need for something like that," Sasuke responded, the same emotionless look on his face.
Naruto snarled a bit, looking at the Uchiha before him with nothing but hate in his eyes. "Then what the hell are you doing here? What the hell do you want with nothing but scum?" He laughed at his own taunt to himself, with everything else everyone as called him, he was starting not to care a once about his own life. "I have no use to look at your traitorous face! Leave now before I break from these chains and kill you where you stand!"
Uchiha Sasuke chuckled at that, voice filled with nothing but the darkest intent. "You really are a fool aren't you? I should have never allowed myself to think highly of nothing more than a dobe."
"That makes two of us you scum," The blonde beaten teen said with nothing but pure hatred in his voice.
Leaning back a bit, the last Uchiha stood tall as he looked across the cell at his once former teammate. "I have no need to be fighting with you right now," He replied.
"Then what the hell are you doing here than!" Naruto snarled darkly, "I will not repeat myself so you better answer my question."
"Disrespect to someone higher than you no matter what, huh Uzumaki Naruto?" The raven haired teen mocked, "Well if you really want to know why I came back to this pathetic village is to give you some type of truthful testament before you die." He sneered a bit, "Even if you're nothing but scum, you at least deserve to know why the reason you're being put to death like a dog."
The blonde haired teen roared in rage, feeling his anger began to boil over with every word the Uchiha spoke to him. Without even trying, an intense amount of flames exploded around his body, creating a small but deep crater where his broken body was trying to keep standing. The raven haired teen watched with a small amount of amazement, looking at the blood with a small blood thirsty grin on his face. As soon as the flames wrapped around Naruto's body, they soon disappeared to show a heavily breathing blonde that was glaring hatefully at the Uchiha.
"You really are a bit special aren't you Naruto?" Sasuke said, his eyes shifting into that of the famous Sharingan. His crimson eyes shine brightly in the dark room, casting a bright eerie glow around the two former friends. "As I said before Naruto when we fought at the Valley of the End, you will never be more special than me no matter what you accomplish in your sorry excuse for a life. You will always be a failure, no matter what you do."
Naruto struggled to break free, but his body was in no shape to even try to break free from his prison. "You fucking bastard! So this was the reason why you came back to this damn village! You wanted nothing else but to look down on me like you're better than me." The blonde haired teen roared in fury, "I swear no matter how long it takes, I will find and kill you even if it takes me a life time even in death."
"Strong words Dobe, but I've already proven that I was stronger than you." Sasuke taunted a cold look in his eyes as he stared at the blonde before him. "Even with the Kyuubi no Yoko seal in your body, you were still no match for my power. Do yourself a favor in your pitiful life and just expect it, you will never get what you want, no matter how hard you've would have tried."
"You bastard I swear I will kill you," Naruto swore darkly, looking at the raven haired teen with nothing but fury in his eyes.
Sasuke snorted, his arms folding across his chest as he looked at the blonde before him. "I highly doubt that, do to you being executed by the very same village you swore to protect." He smiled darkly at that, "But you want to know the funny thing? Don't you find it funny that both Kakashi and Tsunade would allow something like this to happen to you? The same Tsunade that kissed you on your forehead and gave you that necklace you're wearing at this very moment?" He asked, his crimson eyes suddenly boring no emotions whatsoever as he stared at the blonde.
The blonde stirred a bit at that. His startlingly blue eyes shot sparks at Sasuke's scarlet, "How do you know about that? Only Jiraiya, Shizune, and Tsunade should know anything about that."
The raven haired teen's eyes grew colder, almost like ice red slits that looked down on his blonde haired teammate. "Why do I know something like that? It was far too easy when you place a powerful genjutsu on a useless scum of a woman who deserves nothing but death. It was far too easy to be able to accomplish. After I promise that fool Danzo that I would stay in the village, he helped me with placing the genjutsu on your wench of a godmother." He chuckled, a sick noise coming from his voice. "I've wished you would have seen it, both her and that fool Jiraiya was nothing more than scum that was crying like dogs that they had to condemn you. Maybe Jiraiya may be able to recover from it, but that scum of an Hokage will never be able to reach her former self again."
Naruto shook with anger as he connected the dots," You fucking bastard…." He mumbled out in pure malice, "It was you? Everything that is happening to me is because of you?"
"It seems for the first time in your life, you can be smart." Sasuke answered the same dark tone still in his voice. "You dead, I will finally be able to do what I've wish without anyone being in my way. But even with all that, it's still very stupid to see you're still in love with that pink haired wench." He scoffed at that, "Maybe it's right for you to still love her. Scum, no matter what it is, belongs together no matter who they are."
Naruto laughed at that, his voice filled with nothing but hate as the boy stand before him. "Like Haruno Sakura really cares about me! The only reason she put up with me was to use me like I was nothing more than a tool. Each time you degraded her, she would use me to make herself feel better." The dark haired raven teen said nothing, only twisting on his heel and bursting into snakes, his soft dark laugher filling the dark cell, filling Naruto with nothing but hate.
"It seems you are right, that pink haired which would never love you. She would rather die than follow scum around; maybe I should use her before I truly leave this damn village."
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Naruto raised his head high, chin up as he looked at the darken sky and the crowd street of Konohagakure no Sato. If he was to die, then he would go out with pride, not looking down like some weak dog would cry in front of these fools. Traitor? No, it was I who was deserted, I who was abandoned by most of the people I thought at least cared for me.
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Naruto opened his eyes and rubbed them with chained hands. Today was the day of his execution, a day that he was no longer afraid of. He had long since given up any sense of optimism and hope that the village would see sense. What they thought and did to him no longer care, the only thing he could do is make sure he died with some type of pride still in his body. Suddenly he heard the tramp of feet approaching his cell, he snorted at that, thinking it was nothing else but more villagers or ninja that came to taunt him for things he had never done to any of them.
"Here he is. Be quick about it," Hissed one voice, a guard, nervously.
"Yes," said a second voice, quietly.
The door to his cell creaked open and he looked up to see soft lavender iris' staring back at him, trembling with barely contained tears. "N…Naruto-kun…"
The blonde haired teen shifted his self into a better standing position to glare hatefully at the pale-eyed Hyuga. If he was going to be mocked again, he might as well save himself a shred of pride, dignity and stand tall. "What the hell do you want Hyuga? Have you come here to jeer like the rest of the scum as well? Well then, no need to hold back as all. I remember Kakashi and that bastard Sasuke expressing themselves quite poetically. Hell, even small children had memorable words. Come; see if you can top them."
Hinata flinched at his harsh words and collapsed onto her knees, sobbing. Her shoulders shook violently and Naruto was racked with a sense of guilt. Perhaps he had been too harsh on her. After all, Hinata had never really made fun of him before. He reached out a hand to pat her on her shoulder, but froze. His eyes suddenly narrowed, and he looked down at the lavender haired girl with a hard cold look in his eyes. This was no time to feel weak and pity just because she was crying in front of him, he had no use for it no matter what happen to him now.
"Tell me Hinata," He spoke, his words as cold as ice as he looked down at her. "What was the reason you came here? I've never really spoken to you since the Chunin Exams, and that was only twice. The way I see it, you have not one reason to be here."
"N… Naruto-kun…" She started, but stopped when a hiccup racked her feminine frame. She set her lips in a thin line and willed her tears to stop flowing. Her last words with her love weren't going to be with her being a sobbing wreak." Naruto-kun… Please… forgive me."
It was Naruto's turn to flinch. Those two words had never been spoken to him before; they were as rare as three other words. But he didn't need to allow himself to show emotions, he couldn't allow himself to go back to the childish boy he was that wished everyone would recognize him." Your words seem very improper to me Hinata, what are you trying to tell me?"
Hinata's tears ran anew despite her best efforts to still them, marking a shining river down her pale cheeks, "I… I'm sorry. I should have been stronger… I should have been there for you… I should have stopped them somehow… I should have-"
With each word she spoke, Naruto felt his entire body becoming colder and colder. The way she was right now, the way her body was shaking for someone like him, it was so clear to him it was foolish not to see it. "Hinata, for your sake of not getting hurt, you've bet not be trying to tell me what I think you're trying to say."
Again the lavender girl flinched, her face choked with nothing but tears as she willed herself with all her strength to look the blood haired Shinobi in the eyes. "N… Naruto-kun… for a long time now, I've… I've…" She stopped again, then scrunching up her face, blurted out, "I love you Naruto-kun!" The dropped her face into her hands and wept.
Naruto was shocked, but it didn't show on his face as he looked at the girl crumbled on the ground inches away from him. It was clear to see, she had always been the one that was too scared to talk to him, the one that had always looked at him from a far, even when all he wanted was someone to talk to. He mind began to rear back in a good state of mind, and his cold anger began to boil over. This… damn woman kneeling before him could not be doing this right now… mere hours away from his execution.
"Tell me, why would you love someone like me?" The blonde haired teen asked, looking at the pale-eyed girl below him. "I'm the village parish. No one likes me, and I'm even being killed just to prove a point. Why me of all people?" The blue-eyed jinchuriki frowned darkly.
"Because…" Hinata strengthened herself up and grabbed onto Naruto's hand and leaned in to give him a chaste kiss on the lips, surprising herself with her own boldness. Maybe it was because she had nothing to lose. "You're always so strong; you never let anything depress you. You lift me up when I'm down. You are my light when I'm left in nothing but darkness. You are my inspiration and I... I love you. And no matter if you die today, I'll always remember you."
The blonde haired Shinobi stared at the girl before him for a moment, trying to find anything that would make him doubt what she was saying, but he could not find a single emotion of dispassion in her eyes. He smirked a bit, his head falling towards the ground and hung lifelessly. "Get out now," He spoke, not daring to look her in the eyes. "Just leave now Hinata, before I do something I'm going to regret for the rest of my few hours I've have to live."
Hinata chocked up tears; she could feel her heart breaking the more she stood here. She was afraid of this happen, the man she loved more than anything breaking from what he was due to what they had done to him. "Please… Naruto-kun…" She chock out, "Everything I've done… is full of regret. I wish I would have talk to you… helped you through the loneliness that you've lived with for so long."
A chuckled passed through his lips; he raised his head and tilted it to the side, his blonde lock falling over his eyes to give him an even darker look. "You love me?" He said his voice dark. "Then tell me Hinata, from what I'm seeing, you have love me for years even before I've talked to you at the Chunin Exams. If you loved me and knew what I was going through, why did you at least try to talk to me? What he would have been so much strength to talk to me?"
Hinata flinched at his harsh words, feeling her entire body getting weaker with every minute that passed. What he was saying was right… she should have been stronger… she should have helped him a long time ago when he needed it the most. But she didn't… because she allows herself to be too weak to finally do something for her, to grab something she wanted for a long time now. "You're right… everything… you have said is true… I'm so sorry Naruto-kun… if… only I was stronger… to at least talk to you."
Even scoffed, not having a shred of love or kindness within his body. "I will not say it again Hinata," He glared at her, allowing his anger to take control over everything he was feeling. "As you said, you were too weak to grab what you wanted. If you truly wanted to help me, and if you truly loved me like you said, then you would have talk to me. Even the weak have the courage to talk to the person they care about, but you were to scared of what the star was going to give you, so you did not reach for it."
Hinata shook her head, trying desperately to deny everything that was being said to her. "That isn't true…. I've-"
"Leave." He growled out, his eyes narrowing into cold crimson slits. "This village and you mean nothing to me. I will be dead in a couple of hours, but I will die with pride. I will not allow your selfish need to tell me you love me to weight me down. Leave now Hyuga Hinata, and never allow yourself to think about me again."
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I was forsaken by all, my live toss aside like used up flames, by the one person I thought of as a brother. How foolish, how naive of me to ever thing he was anything to me other than an enemy that was building up to strike me down.
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"You're nothing but scum for saying something like that baka!" A voice hissed, filled with a small amount of fury, but what confused him the most was that he could feel sadness in the air as well.
From where he was standing, Naruto cast his gaze upward, and saw a mop of pink hair before him. For some odd reason, he felt himself laughed at the girl that was standing before him, out of everyone he thought would want to see him; he never would have thought she would come to see him. The only woman he knew was still loyal to Uchiha Sasuke. No matter what that bastard did to everyone around him, he knew she would never see him in the wrong. Disgusting, there was no others words to call her but that.
"They must want me to suffer greatly don't they?" He asked himself, not even bothering to look his pink haired bitch of a teammate in the face. "So, to make this quick, what do you want with me Haruno?"
It was small, but he grinned darkly when he saw her flinched. "She loved you more than anything you know?" The pink haired member of Team 7 said. "What was the reason you had to say words as harsh as that to someone who cared for you?"
"That rich coming from a bitch like you," The blonde haired Shinobi spat. "You care for no one, not even your own fucking parents. The only person you care about is that bastard Sasuke! Not a single person is on your mind other than him."
Sakura stepped back a bit, her face clenching together in pain at the words she had just heard. Everything her blonde haired teammate was saying was true, she was nothing more than scum in the eyes of everyone and everything that came around her. Why? What was the reason on why she treated him like she did before? He had been nothing but kind to her even when Sasuke never even gave her the time of day. She was scum, a piece of dirt who deserve nothing but to wither away like a scoffed out flame. She stepped forward, looking at Naruto with a weak look on her face.
"Yes, you are correct Naruto." She said, her voice trying to lose emotion within it. "If you're scum for telling Hinata something like that, then I'm more so than you. I deserve nothing more than to be dragged down and killed, to be tossed away like a dark soul."
Naruto growled at her words, feeling angry that she would even say something like that. "What the fuck are you trying to tell me?" He suddenly laughed, "Are you trying to say you're feeling sorry for what you've brought? Or are you trying to make amends for that bastard Sasuke?" He chuckled darkly, "How typical of his loyal bitch to come here to beg for his forgiveness!"
Sakura shook her head, feeling tears began to leak from her eyes. The pink haired girl was trying hard not to cry, but seeing her teammate like this was hurting her more than she like. He had always been a sort of light within Team 7, now that light was no more, it was nothing more than a hateful man that stood before her. The way he was all her fault, not a single thing in her body was going to make her think anything different. If she was just stronger, if she would have never begged him to bring Sasuke back to the leaf village, then maybe none of this would have happen.
"Blame me."
Looking up, the blonde haired teen looked at the pink haired girl with a look of confusion on his face. "What the hell are you talking about? Blame you for what?" He jerked forward, leaving the chains that bond him to rattle like glass. "Blame you for this? No, I've plan myself for ever allow myself to trust any of you damn bastards!"
Sakura stepped forward, but stepped back a bit as she heard the blonde before her snarl at her in hate and rage. She welcome all of it with open arms, knowing that everything he did to her would be something that she deserved more than anyone. "Blame me Naruto. If it wasn't for me, if I was stronger than I am now, then I would have never allowed you to go on that mission. If I wasn't so obsessed with Sasuke then you wouldn't have to suffer like this, if I would have just seen the sign of Sasuke before all this, then." She sobbed a bit, but held it in as she stared her teammate directly in the eyes. "You wouldn't have to suffer; you wouldn't have to go through something like this."
Naruto shifted a bit, stepping back a bit as he could feel his anger beginning to boil over. "Leave now you damn scum," He sneered darkly at her. "You're right, everything you just said was right on the mark. Maybe if you would have saw what that bastard Uchiha was then maybe none of this would be happen, but you did because you were so fucking stupid not to see what was right in your face." He scoffed, his crimson red eyes glaring at the pink haired girl with nothing but hate in his eyes. "But you couldn't because you were so in love with him as you say," He spat.
Sakura nodded, walking closer towards him. "You're right, but shift all your hate towards me." She said. "The others, none of them deserve it. Me and Sasuke, we were the ones that did this to you."
"Leave now Haruno!" The blonde haired Shinobi said, feeling his rage almost breaking out. He was trying to control it as hard as he could, but he was losing it the more she stood before him. "Leave now before I kill you where you stand."
But she didn't leave, she stood were she was with the same look on her face. "I-"She was cut off as a powerful shockwave slammed into her body, lifting her up and slamming into the wall behind her. She cried out in pain, but scream in immense pain as a bar of the cell stabbed into her right arm. Her pain, the one thing she wanted to feel for what she had did didn't stopped, a second later a piece of metal slammed into her left eye, causing her to cry out in pain as well. Naruto looked on with pleasure, feeling his insanity began to slip after everything he's gone through.
"I wonder how it feels Haruno Sakura." He sneered, "Asking for forgiveness from me when you know you don't deserve any of it. If you can stand, leave no before I finish what I started."
Shifting on the ground where she crumbled, Sakura struggled to pull the pipe out of her arm, pain racking her body which she never felt before in her life. She could no longer see from her left eyes, she could already see this from how much damage the eye had taken. Gritting her teeth, she screamed as she pulled the pipe out her right arm with all the strength she could muster. She felt weak, but she gather what strength she had left and pulled the shared out of her eyes.
"I… everything… I deserve every pain you want to inflict on me." The pink haired girl said, struggling to pick herself up from where she was. "I had every chance to be able to talk to you… be able to help you when no one else would. But I was too blind and stupid to see what I was doing, and for that Naruto I am truly sorry."
"I don't want you're fucking pity," The blonde haired teen spat out with hate. "Just do yourself a favor and leave before you die."
The pink haired girl didn't listen to him, she only slowly walked towards him as best as she could, not even bothered by how much blood she was losing. Naruto looked own, feeling the anger in his body began to leave him as he kept his gaze on the pink haired girl before him. He knew something was wrong here; this was something that he never thought Sakura would do. So why? What was the reason why she was risking her life to take in his pain?
"You're going to die today," Sakura said, leaning close as she could towards him. The blonde haired teen didn't move, looking down at the girl on his body with a confused expression on his face. "But, even if you are gone and forgotten this day, I will not allow myself to forget what you did for me. Even when he couldn't, you risk your life to save me from Gaara when you had no reason to do so." She chuckled a bit, her face full of tears as she did so. "I'm really am pathetic aren't I? It took me this long to say thank you to the person that save my life."
Something was truly wrong with this girl, he had never known Sakura to be this reckless, she was terribly wounded and her left eye might never be able to see the light of day again. Even with all the threat he through her way, the wounds she suffered by him, she still had the will and courage to tell him what she was feeling about the way he was. She was truthful, telling him nothing but the realest things that was going on through her heart. His anger was losing his will over him again, and he began to fill a bit of regret as he looked into her one emerald-green eye.
"Sakura…chan," He mumbled, keeping his gaze on hers and nothing else. "Just leave, you suffered enough. I know what you're trying to say, you don't need to say another damn word."
"Do you?" She asked, raising her hand to gentle careless his face. "From the expression on your face, you might think I'm trying to say that I love you, right?" She shook her head. "As you said before, I'm nothing but scum, a person who does not deserve anything more than pain. Right now, I know nothing of what love is for another person, and I don't deserve it after what I've done to you." She stepped back, looking at him with the same small smile on her face. "I know you will never forgive me, so I'll never ask you to give it to me."
She wrapped her fingers around the necklace of the first Hokage, for a moment she looked up to see his reaction, but the blonde haired shinobi didn't move an inch. He had an impassive look on his face, but she could see a small bit of confusion in his eyes. She softly took the necklace from around his neck, just before placing it around hers. The smile didn't move from her face, she turn had limb towards the cell door. Just before she walked out, she looked back at him with a small sad smile on her face, her tears covering most of her face.
She looked at the necklace around her neck before looking back towards the blonde haired teen. "I'll keep this for you; this will allow me to remember my sin. All this pain I caused you, this will make me remember everything I did." She said, her voice holding nothing but deep sorrow in it. "It may not mean anything to you, but I will get stronger, and what Sasuke did to you. He will pay." With those words said, she turns around and left, leaving Naruto in a state of shock confusion.
For the first time since he fell in love with her, she had left him in a state of shock and confusion. She had done something that no one else did when they came to see him, she had spoken truthful words towards him, trying to tell her what she was feeling at the moment. For the first time in a long time, Uzumaki Naruto truly felt himself cry, not just for himself, but for the two lives he just might have ruin more than anything.
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Memories of a dead man mean nothing to me… I was nothing more than a worthless waste of space that had been used for a purpose. The old shinigami thought bitterly, surprised a bit that he could even feel anything when he was dead. He shouldn't be feeling like this, he had lived a great life when he entered Soul Society; he had protected his home with everything he had. It was his time to go, after three thousand years of fighting, he would finally be able to rest in peace.
"I'm sorry Shigekuni Yamamoto, but your time is not yet to come." An enteral voice said, seemly filled with wisdom that seems to even pass his years of service.
The former Sotaicho of the Gotei thirteen's eyes snapped open; his dark brown eyes taking on a reddish hued as he looked around his surroundings. For some odd reason, his body seems to be still floating in the open space that stood before him. Still… for some odd reason something kept him from frowning in anger as though this was natural… suddenly he felt his head hit water. He continued to fall as though he was soaring through the air. As he neared the rapidly approaching ground, he began to slow. He took it upon himself to straighten his body.
Genryusai Yamamoto took a deep breath and was surprised that he could breathe at all, even though he did allow it to show on his wrinkled face. He looked down at his body with a frown on his face, feeling weird that he was cut in half like he was before his body was destroyed by that bastard Yhwach. The Sotaicho scowled at that, feeling anger at his self for not ended that man a thousand years ago when he had the chance. But for now, all he could do was hope that Kurosaki Ichigo had enough power to end what he started.
Tossing those thoughts aside for a moment, he looked around him to see nothing more than darkness for miles; he looked down to see that he was standing on a strange black surface. He took a step forward and tensed as thousands of white doves suddenly broke away the darkness on the strange platform he was standing on, revealing a circular, stained-glass platform. He felt something odd, like a familiar feel of reiatsu above him. Looking up, his right eye snapped open in surprised to see a great golden phoenix, with eyes of red flames. The Phoenix above him looked exactly like that of the Sokyoku, but for some reason he could not tell how that was possible.
Suddenly, without any warning whatsoever, a flame seems to flicker to life in the distances. The old man tense up, his right hand going straight for Ryujin Jakka, the blade that had been by his side for as long as he could remember. He suddenly chuckled, feeling the irony for what was going through his mind at the moment. This place he was now currently at, it had to be nothing else other than that of Hell itself. How fitting for him of all people to be place here. If it was truth then he wasn't going to allow anything to kill him without a fight. He was going to show them just why he was the most powerful shinigami to ever walk through Soul Society.
"It never amazes me, but you have always been one to be quick in decisions. Haven't you, Shigekuni?" The same voice said, full of wisdom. Yamamoto tense up more, looking towards the sliver white flame that seems to glow even brighter than before. He stood straight, his eyes narrowing into slits as he looked at the flame before him.
"Who are you?" Yamamoto ordered, his right hand griping tightly around Ryujin Jakka's hilt, "If you wish to speak to me, than show yourself now!"
The voice chuckled, which annoyed the old shinigami more than he wished. "I see, the last time we have talked was over two thousand years ago, just before you were able to grasped the power of your zanpakuto." The voice said with amusement, "But I must say. I'm a bit sad that you do not remember me, old friend."
Yamamoto's eyes widen in shock, feeling his entire body tense up as he looked at the flames before him. What he was thinking could be true! There was no way that this could be the Spirit King of all things. If it was him, then why would he call him here, his service has been long filled with everything he had accomplished, He trained two students who can take care of the Gotei better than he ever could, and so what was the reason why he was called before him? He shook his head and allowed his body to fall on one knee.
"Sorry for my rudeness, I met no disrespect whatsoever." The old shinigami said, keeping his eyes focus on the sliver white flame before him.
The voice of the Spirit King chuckled again, "There is no need for that my friend." He replied with a small chuckle. "For as long as I can remember my friend, I have watched you serve the Gotei 13 with everything you have. It is now time for me to do something for you, I just hope you are ready for it my friend."
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End chapter One
Author Notes: I really have nothing to say, just that your question will be answers in the next chapter. Just hope you enjoyed it.
Tensa Zangetsu 17
Signing out