A/N: My first ever Fanfic, please be gentle…

This is Naruto/Bleach X-Over

Flames will be pissed on and used for a barbeque.

Jutsu/Kido names in cursive

"Kyuubi speaking in bold"(if there will be any…)

"Speaking"

'thoughts'

Timeline:

Naruto's death, sometime before Land of Waves arc.

So, without further ado…

The White Whisker-marked Mask

Prologue (How it all started.)

It was a stifling hot summer day, fairly rare for Konohagakure's, and all of Hi no Kuni's for that matter, mild climate.

The heat wave had come as a total surprise, causing the unexpected rise in water necessity in the city.

If one could walk on the air, they could see the villagers bustling at their daily routines, completely unawares of the tragedy that awaited one certain Jinchuuriki…

Young Uzumaki Naruto was searching for a place to rest, having walked all day carrying water on another pointless D-Rank mission, getting none of the precious life-giving liquid for himself. And with the rapidly rising cost of water, the normal D-Rank wage they got after a successful mission would not simply cut it.

And, as Oji-san had been forced to cut his allowance immediately after his exiting the academy, He was left with a dry, parched throat and a sour mood.

"Stupid Kakashi-sensei, how does he think I'll manage to live long enough to be Hokage in this heat with no water, I'll never know." And so Naruto trudged along Konoha mainstreet, muttering grim words of doom for a certain sensei.

Meanwhile, in another part of town a large rift in space began to form, usually visible only to the deceased, Shinigami or Soul Reapers as they were called, and the Hollow. Out stepped a tall Ape-creature with a strange white mask and a hole in it's chest. Releasing a wailing cry only heard by those dead, It started walking towards the delicious reiatsu it detected, completely heedless of the bewildered villagers, who were wondering why buildings collapsed on their own, carts were crushed and strange foot shaped bruises started forming on people.

As Uzumaki dragged his feet down the street, he heard a sudden commotion behind him. A fleeing enemy ninja wearing a Kumo Hitai-ate and A Jounin Vest, carrying an important looking scroll came barrelling down the street. Dumping his oh-so-precious cargo of several gallons of water harshly on the ground, he jumped in front of the desperately speeding enemy nin.

"Stop, I am Uzumaki Naruto, future Hokage of Konoha, and your capturer!" Stupidity was practically rolling off of Naruto…

The enemy ninja simply flashed through a set of handseals blindingly fast.

"Raiton: Ikazuchi Hakai" The Cloud ninja slammed his palms to the ground, sending a terrifying destructive bolt of lightning at Naruto. Naruto, too slow to dodge, the attacker being too close, could only watch in terror, as, as if in slow-motion, the bolt blasted at him.

When it hit, the Pain, the sheer Agony of your eyes being boiled in their sockets, your bones melting and your heart exploding in your chest, was horrible. The Kyuubi could only do so much to help him, and ultimately it only served to prolong his suffering. And suddenly… It just stopped. All the pain, the agony, all just stopped. When he finally opened his eyes, unknowingly having closed them earlier, he saw himself lying a few feet away, a charred slightly smoking corpse.

'The hell?' was the only thought running through his head at that moment.

When he finally got over his shock of seeing himself dead, he surveyed his surroundings.

It was the same place where the Cloud ninja had attacked him, people running around, seemingly not noticing him. The enemy nin was nowhere to be seen. There was a weird broken chain coming out of his chest, his clothes undamaged, body intact as if he'd never been attacked at all.

Suddenly, He felt a blinding pain in his chest. Looking down, he noticed the already short chain eroding even further until it was only a few links long. A large object hitting his back with punishing force startled him out of his musings. Cracking the wall which he had flown into, whirling around once he had dropped to the ground again, he saw a house sized weird-ass creature with a scary pure white mask. The creature attacked again, smacking him around like a pitiful rag-doll.

Suddenly the ache in his chest grew tenfold into a sharp piercing agony. He saw the last few links of the chain eroding away. Screaming in pure pain, he saw a white stuff flowing out of the newly created hole in his chest. After the white goo enveloped him completely, he felt a strange hunger, in desperate need to be sated.

What the other hollow saw, was a terrifying sight to behold. His "prey" had turned into one of his own kind, far smaller than his attacker, with a white grinning whisker-marked fox face, rather resembling the ANBU masks the special ops section of the Konoha ninja wear. The Naruto-Hollow still managed to cow his far larger opponent into submission by sheer spiritual pressure alone! The battle started up again in earnest. After smacking the other hollow around for a few minutes, Naruto quickly grew bored, and started devouring it. After his hunger had been slightly sated, he decided that being around so many living people was too troublesome, and went to find a good place to rest for a while.

He didn't get a chance to move anywhere, because as soon as he had gotten out of the downtown districts, he was pierced through the head by a katana.

As he came to a few minutes later, he wondered where had the white stuff gone to, and who was that strange spirit carrying a katana…

TBC…

A wee bit short, but this was only the prologue, and the prologue of my first fricking fic!

Regarding Naruto's hollowification: Too fast you might say, but I say blame Kyuubi, and his messing with Naruto's body and spirit to keep both of them alive longer.

Regarding purification: Yes, as you should know, Soul Reapers purify the hollow by killing them with a Zanpakuto, and sending them to either Seireitei or Hell.

Regarding promise of updates and longer chapters in the future: If anyone is interested, then yes, almost regular updates, and definitely longer chapters.

As always, constructive criticism is always welcome.

And, as I said in the A/N at the top, Flames will be pissed on and used for a barbeque.