Hakuran 18/03/2012
As with most shinobi, Naruto met an untimely end. He saw it coming and yet did nothing to stop. He could've stopped it but in that instant, he weighed his life for another's. His decision would defy fate and change the future of the world.
The sound of a thousand chirping birds filled the air and an outstretched arm began its destined path towards the exposed chest of the Demon of the Hidden Mist. Then a dark haired child flung his body between the lightning filled palm and his master then braced himself for the pain.
It never came.
Instead Kakashi found his hand through his student's chest, blood slowly seeping from the hole. His face fell and his eye widened as his blonde student grinned weakly at him, wincing as Kakashi slowly withdrew his hand from his chest.
"Kakashi-sensei, its ok. No hard feelings, ne?" Naruto's soft cerulean blue eyes stared back at him with warmth then he slowly fell backwards, hitting the ground with a sense of irrevocability. The light of life dimmed in his eyes and he smiled softly before his chest stilled and Uzumaki Naruto was no more.
The silver-haired man stood there for only god knows how long, his bloodied left hand dangling by his side, dripping blood onto the ground below, before a tear slipped out his eye and he made no effort to wipe it away. His student was worth at least a few tears from this failure of a sensei.
"No hard feelings, Namikaze Uzumaki Naruto." He said softly. "Thank you, sensei." The soft echoing voice came from behind him and he whirled around. Only the empty forest revealed itself to him.
Naruto POV
I stared down at my body, wondering what happened next. I was dead, so what now? Was I just supposed to float around for eternity?
What did happen next, was entirely unexpected.
A Hollow scream rent the air and I whirled around, eyes wide. What in all the Elemental nations was that?
A white… thing… stood over me, its mask like face leering at me and its crimson eyes burning holes in my form.
I stumbled back and watched in shock as it lifted a razor sharp claw-arm and prepared to bring it down.
A slim sword sliced through its mask-like face and straight down. It screamed before crumbling to ash.
A boy perhaps two years older than me sheathed his sword and then turned to me.
"Are you okay?" He said quietly, holding out a hand to help me up. I glanced askance at it and jumped to my feet. The speed of my jump put the white-haired youth on his guard and I grinned at his tense expression.
"Excuse me but… Who are you?" I questioned the uptight-looking swordsman. I then took a moment to notice what he was wearing. He wore a black hakama with a white belt and a sheathed sword slung across his back with a green band. Over the top he wore a white jacket-cape with a diamond symbol emblazoned horizontally across his back, the kanji for ten occupying the middle. He wore traditional geta on his feet. He had gravity-defying white hair and cautious teal eyes.
"I'm Toushiro Hitsugaya, a Shinigami."
My eyes widened and I gaped in shock.
"And who are you?" The boy now revealed to be a Death God, Hitsugaya, asked.
"I am Namikaze Uzumaki Naruto, shinobi of Konohakagure." I said softly.
I had realised that with my death came a certain freedom. I could be myself again. I was still hypo but quiet most of the time. I wasn't dumb but smart, almost genius smart. I was no longer loud but as I was supposed to be. Just me.
"Eh, well… Time to get going. I'm gonna send ya back to Rokungai, where souls go after death, 'k?"
I nodded and then gasped as he used the hilt of his sword to hit my forehead. I felt a curious sensation then, like an egg being cracked over my head then my vision faded to black.
Ok, this is it! My new story! I have only watched a bit of Bleach so please let me know if anything is wrong or I could write it better. PAIRINGS: are decided and decidedly secret. Have fun anddddddddd….
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