Disclaimer, pay attention, I'm only doing this once!: I do not own Naruto, as a character, or a show. It is owned by someone whose name I cannot spell or pronounce, and I sincerely hate him for turning a masterpiece into a barely salvagable piece of shit. I do not own Bleach. Again, it is owned by someone whose name I cannot spell or pronounce, and I don't hate him as much, just his battle formula.

Good evening, love you all, and all that good stuff. Good night, all is done and well. For those currently reading this, you may or may not know that this was vacant for quite some time... well, now it's not. I've decided to start this back up now. I was hit by inspiration, weee.

Ch. 1

A Zero Opportunity Situation

A very tall man in a black suit, and something round in a leather sheath at his side, sat cross legged, seemingly floating in the air as he watched the world below him. He rubbed his chin in deep thought and consideration, and ran his hand through his dirty blonde hair. A voice spoke from inside of his head, "We all know your gonna do it soon anyway, just save all three of us the time already!"The man growled out loud at the thing that spoke, it's voice was always annoying, no matter what it was talking about. A different voice, one that sounded unmistakably young and innocent chimed in, "You are gonna help him aren't you Mister? You can't just leave him there..." The man growled again, his young voice was so... he couldn't even think of the correct words to describe it. It was... pure, and never seemed to hold any malice or sarcasm... something that the tall man couldn't stand.

"Both of you just shut up, I swear to Kami one of these days I'm going to come in there and kick... well your ass, Crazy Bastard." The "Crazy Bastard" scoffed loudly, and in it's usual tone of disrespect said "Ha! You could barely handle me the first time, and besides, why's the kid get a by?" The affectionately called "Mister" growled once again, "Because Hogo's a damn kid, that's why." The Crazy Bastard scoffed again, but didn't say anything further, and neither did the other voice. The man in the suit sighed deeply, both of them were right, he would end up saving this kid.

He stood up, released the energy from underneath his feet, and slowly descended to the ground of the large village.

XxX

On the day of October tenth, it was never a good day for one "Demon Brat" as he was often called by the crowd that was now chasing him. He was a short boy, probably around the age of five or seven, and was dressed in dirty rags that had been worn many too many times. After coming out of his hiding place to scrounge garbage for food, he'd been found, and yelled at by several villagers. He had tried to just leave without any trouble, but that was unsuccessful, as now he was being chased by several villagers, and the occasional ninja as well.

They were shouting slandering insults, throwing rocks, glass, metal, and even weapons at him as he tried to escaped. A kunai sliced into his back, and he fell down, where the villagers quickly converged on his body. Tears fell from his eyes as unimaginable pain went into his body as everything from fists to pitchforks were used to harm him. He didn't understand why they were hurting him, but from what they kept saying, it was something he did... But as far as the young blonde boy knew, he had done nothing.

He silently prayed to any god that was out there to save him, to help him, to do anything but have his life be like it was. The boy had no idea that his prayers were soon to be answered.

A man in a suit seemed to descend from the heavens slowly, his left hand around some tube like object at his waist. His eyes were a dangerous shade of green, giving off enough killing intent to make the hairs stand up on the back of everyone's neck. As he drew closer, the killing intent grew, and finally, he couldn't control his anger any more. He pulled the tube out of it's leather sheath, revealing a light blue metallic tube. He seemed to shimmer out of existence for a half of a second, an reappear on the ground in front of the mob beating on the child.

He swept the tube in front of him, creating a powerful gust of energy that blew back the mob, but seemed to have no affect on the crying boy. He stared at all of the people in the mob with disgust, his deep voice ringing out "What has this world come to... harming an innocent child. You'll all be burning in hell soon." A man was about to speak up, but the tall man in the suit bashed him over the head with the tube with a sickening "Crack!" He eyed each of them with contempt, before holding his weapon in the air and shouting "Back to the basics, Hogo!" The bandaged handle of the weapon was all that remained the same, as the tube turned into a black curved blade. Serrated with dull edges, with the serrations also serrated with tiny sharp teeth. This weapon was made for pain, that much was obvious.

He stuck the sword in the ground, and walked over to grab the kid, carrying him like he was still a baby. He turned back around, and began talking with the boy, "Your gonna be okay kid, I'm the good guy." The boy sniffed loudly and wiped his eyes before looking up at the man that apparently had saved him. He wiped his nose on the back of his sleeves, and asked "Who are you Mister?" The man in the suit smiled widely, it seemed all the kids called him that... "Shun. But you can call me Mister. To whom am I speaking to?" The small blonde child had a look of confusion on his face before he understood that the man in the odd clothing was asking for a name. "Naruto!" He said his name with pride, as if it was something big and important that everyone in the entire world should know. But it seemed that his happy nature would be cut short, he was bleeding, and appeared to be in a lot of pain, so he passed out. Not expecting an answer, Shun asked,"Well Naruto," he started "How would you like it if I got you a new place to live?"

The tall man frowned deeply, no one deserved to be treated like this, he knew personally the pain that came along with it... These men and women that hurt him would pay. He passed his blade, placed his hand on the top of the hilt and said softly: "May god have pity upon your souls, may the wolf forever take you in her embrace, and may your souls forever rot in hell. First fang, Itami." He withdrew the blade from the ground, and the first large serration came off, flew up into the air, and bursted into a flash of bright light. Shun continued walking, Naruto still in his arms as loud and pained screams came out from behind him.

The man in the suit didn't have a cruel smile, he didn't have a look of satisfaction, he wasn't happy, no, he was saddened that this kind of thing occurred as it did. A rare frown still on his face, he sliced the air in front of him, producing a sliding door. It opened itself automatically, and Shun stepped through, heading back to where he had been outcast from some time ago. He was heading back to the Soul Society.

XxX

He was trying to be quiet, he was trying to be stealthy, and he really, really needed to not get caught. He had been barred from this place, and was not meant to be here, sure he still had a few friends in the Gotei Thirteen, but that counted for little if anyone but them found him. One of the few friends he had left, happened to be great at healing, and also happened to be the captain of the Fourth Division.

Shun had been dodging the occasional patrol, trying to stay unnoticed by civilians, and more than anything else, keep his spiritual pressure down! He had to get to the Fourth Divisions barracks unnoticed, and keeping his Reiatsu in check was never a specialty. He'd never been good with kido because of it, and had often blown himself up before he was able to finish the spell. He had to settle with making it go as low as possible, and being discreet at the same time.

After almost getting caught twice, he finally made it to the back door of the Fourth Squads barracks, hoping that she was up and working late. Surprisingly, the door opened for him, and he was hauled in by one Captain Retsu Unohana. She had long black hair, reaching around to her mid-back, and had two small braids that entwined together in the looked at him with a worried look on her face and said "What are you doing here? I felt you coming a mile away!" He had a small smile on his face, as he slowly unwrapped the bundle in his arms. Immediately, Unohana looked at the child with disgust, not at the boy himself, but for whoever had done this to him. She took the kid from Shun as she rushed him to a surgery room, scaring Isane a little when she called her name.

Shun was asked to stay outside of the room as they worked on him, more than likely having to give him blood and remove all the holes, slashes, and bruises on his body. When they finally finished, the two walked out of the room to talk to the tall man. "Did you just find him like this?" The captain asked. A sad look crossed his face when he looked down, "No, I was traveling around when I found several people beating him mercilessly, I ran in to save him." Both Unohana and Isane, her assistant and vice captain, looked at eachother before saying at the same time, "You always did have a soft spot for children." Shun smiled widely, and rubbed the back of his head.

He finally spoke up, "I can't keep him with me all the time... can you make sure he's taken care of?" The black haired woman nodded, knowing full well that Shun's life wouldn't be fit for a young kid, especially one that just came out of heavy surgery. Isane spoke up, "We'll make sure of it... whats his name?" The man in the suit smiled a little as he replied, in the same way that Naruto had told everyone before, "Naruto!" He paused for a moment, and finally said " Tell him I'll see him again, that I'll be there to check on him." With that, and all caution thrown to the wind, the man in the suit seemed to disappear completely from sight.

This boy's zero opportunity chance, just got alot bigger.