Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto of Bleach
Prologue
"Where am I?"
He stood on an eerie desert. White sand covered everything for miles and miles to what he could see.
"What am I?"
The figure had silver white hair, his face covered by a black mask with two holes where golden eyes peered out. His body was covered in black armor. A hole in his left shoulder.
"It feels like bone"
His body was covered in a red ragged cloak. He felt hungry and thirsty.
"Who am I?"
He walked across the desert looking for something, he didn't know what, but he knew he wanted something.
He stopped. Someone was approaching; their steps were almost silent as they glided in the sand. He turned towards the right and saw a figure coming closer towards him.
"My, my, aren't you unusual. A Vasto Lorde already and your only months old."
The figure had short brown hair. Brown eyes were covered in glasses and his body was clothed in black clothe. He has a sword on his waist and a kind smile on his face.
However there was also an arrogance, that wasn't shown but he still felt. Arrogance so big it put the teeth beneath his mask on edge.
"Who are you? Do you know who I am?"Asked the cloaked figure.
"Oh? So your memories are finally gone" replied the brown – haired one.
"My name is Aizen. You are Naruto according to what you told me the first time we met.
"We have met before?" asked a shocked Naruto.
"Yes, you were only a mere Hollow when we did. You always seemed to be in pain and energy was flowing out from inside your abdomen. You seemed to remember who you were back then."
"Then what happened to me?" Naruto asked, he felt his hunger rising.
"I don't know, I was only passing by. Tell me Naruto are you hungry? Would you like to be rid of that hunger forever." Asked Aizen.
"Yes!" Naruto replied immediately, this hunger seemed to be consuming him.
"Then join me, hear what I have to tell you and we shall see what happens."