AU once again folks. My favorite. So I had this crazy idea in my head that I couldn't get rid of. This is a Naruto and Bleach Crossover. No Kyuubi being sealed, (but he is in it) no shunning of Naruto, no Urahara and Yoruichi being exiled. It doesn't follow the Bleach timeline in the beginning at all. Ichigo is already a shinigami in this and Isshin is still a captain. This is not a fic about Ichigo...it's about Naruto, Kisuke, and Yoruichi, but mostly Naruto. So I'll see where this fic takes me, but it's different. Pretty different. At least that's what I think. SO yeah, enjoy!
Pairings are
UraharaxYoruichi
IchigoxRukia
Narutox? Who should I put with Naruto? suggestions please!
More will come later.
Oh yeah and I know that Soi-Fon is really Sui-Feng, but I like Soi-Fon better.
Prologue
One hundred years ago, Uruhara Kisuke and Shihoin Yoruichi made a mistake. Of course we all know who Shihoin Yoruichi and Urahara Kisuke were. Yoruichi was the captain of the Second Division in the Gotei Juu-San Tai. She was also the leader of the OnmitsukidÅ. Urahara Kisuke was her third seat, captain of the Detention Unit. The two of them were childhood friends, perhaps even more. But she was nobility, the 22nd head of the Shihoin Clan, one of the four noble clans in Seireitei. Any union between the two of them would have been forbidden.
But they made a mistake. And that mistake was the consequence of one just one drunken night between the two. It went something like this:
100 years ago: Shihoin Complex, Seireitei. 8:47 PM. Urahara Kisuke's Promotion Party.
"Kisuke! Congratulations man! I knew you could do it!" The captain of the fifth division, Hirako Shinji exclaimed as he clapped said man on the back. Both men were sitting in the bar.
Kisuke stumbled slightly. "Ah...Arigato, Hirako-san. But it was really all thanks to Yoruichi-san that I'm at this position today."
Shinji grumbled. "How many times do I have to tell you, drop the goddamn "Hirako-san" business and call me Shinji! Formalities suck!"
"Ah, gomen Hirako-san."
"You...bastard."
Urahara Kisuke had just passed his Captain proficiency test and become the newest captain of the 12th division. His best friend, Shihoin Yoruichi had decided that she would throw a large party for him, and invite all of the captains and vice-captains to it. Now they might not have known Kisuke very well, but he was rumored to be a genius among geniuses. Everyone had high aspirations for the man, plus it didn't hurt that he was recommended by the head of the Shihoin clan herself.
Speaking of said purple haired, devastatingly beautiful woman, she was making her way to him at the very moment, much to the dismay of her loyal subordinate Soi-Fon, who had tried to engage her master in conversation. Soi-Fon was heavily against Kisuke's promotion, calling him 'lazy' and 'unworthy of such an honor'. Suffice to say she was effectively shut down when he had passed with flying colors.
Yoruichi reached the bar and took a seat next to her longtime friend.
"Yo, Kisuke. Congratulations man." She said in her classic drawl that never failed to draw shivers from Kisuke.
Before he could say anything though, he was tackled to the ground with tremendous force.
"Nani!" Kisuke yelled. Argh. His head hurt now.
"Kiiisuuukeee!" The person who tackled him cried.
"Oi! Baka oyaji get off Kisuke Jii-san right now!" Another, more chibi and feminine sounding voice shouted.
At that moment, Kisuke knew who was on top of him. His long time friend Kurosaki Isshin had arrived...in style.
Yoruichi and Shinji sighed. No matter how old he got, Isshin never changed. One would that getting married and having three children would change you, but noooo, the man had the maturity of a fetus. Except of course when he was fighting. He would miraculously transform from a pathetic person to incredible Shinigami. There was a reason why he was the Captain of the third division. Kisuke and him were like brothers in a sense and Isshin was Kisuke's closest friend after Yoruichi.
Kisuke got to his feet slightly unsteadily and looked at the man who had 'greeted' him so well. Isshin's perpetual smile was plastered on his face. His hair was once again slicked up in that fashion that he liked so much. He was still wearing his captain's haori and shinigami outfit. Kisuke also glanced at the three behind him as well.
Kurosaki Karin-the girl who had told her father off for knocking Kisuke over. She was a fiery tempered one, no doubt getting that from her father. She packed a mean punch as well along with her aptitude for Kido spells. Without a doubt in ten years or so she would make a fine Shinigami.
Kurosaki Yuzu-the level headed one. Her appearance and personality was near identical to that of Masaki's. She was sweet and practical, and most likely the one who held everything together in the family. She was also an excellent healer and was already a candidate for vice-captain under Unohana Restu's fourth division.
And finally Kurosaki Ichigo. The boy was a gift to the shinigami world. He had the reiatsu of a captain when he was just three years old-and that was about a hundred and fifty years ago. He was a natural, even if he didn't admit it. His Zanpaktou-Tensa Zangetsu was the complement to his father's-Engetsu. It was for that reason that he was the Vice-captain to his father. The legendary father-son pair was known throughout the world.
"Yo Kisuke jii. Congratulations. You've put this off for a long time now you know." Ichigo told his surrogate uncle.
"Maa maa Ichigo. I have no idea what you mean." Kisuke said with his head in the air, refusing to meet the younger man's gaze.
"Ichigo's right, Kisuke. Don't fuck with us. You could have become captain a hundred years ago when Kuchiki Taichou retired. But you were too lazy to do so." Yoruichi deadpanned.
"Um...well...sorry?" He gave a nervous chuckle and rubbed the back of his head sheepishly.
Everyone sighed once again.
"Well, there's no point on dwelling in the past is there now? So for those of us who are old enough to drink, let's raise our glasses to the newest captain: Urahara Kisuke!" Shinji yelled. Somehow his voice carried throughout the room and everyone raised their glasses to the man.
Kisuke had a small blush on his pale face. What an adorable guy!
Three hours later, all the celebrations had ended. The Shihoin complex was in the process of being cleaned by Yoruichi's private army. Sometimes it comes in handy to have ninjas at your disposal right? The last ones to leave were the Kurosaki's and Shinji. This was partially because the two of them (Isshin and Shinji) had gotten drunk and passed out on the floor so they had to be hauled out by a very pissed off Ichigo and Karin.
Now it was just Yoruichi and Kisuke along with Soi-Fon left in the room where the party had been thrown.
"Yoruichi-sama. What are your orders for me?" Soi-Fon asked, getting down on one knee.
"Ah, nani? You're still here? Just rest tonight and report to me tomorrow morning at nine." Yoruichi said. The sake that she had drunk had gotten to her, judging by the sway to her step and the slur to her voice.
"Hai!" And with that, she disappeared.
"Yoruichi-san, I don't think I properly thanked you for this lovely evening. I really don't know how to make it up to you." Kisuke said as humbly as he possibly could while being tipsy, though he was much more sober than Yoruichi. His head was bent low as a sign of gratitude.
"Kisuke. You know that you don't have to thank me for anything. I'm your best friend and you're mine. It's what friends do for each other you know. And also, enough with the stupid formalities. I swear, if you call me "Yoruichi-san" one more time, I'm gonna castrate you Kisuke." She ended her threat with a growl which caused Kisuke to cower in fright. She was drunk right now, and that amplified her rage. He knew first hand what happened when she got angry. The Kuchiki Manor still had the burn marks to prove it. After that, Kuchiki Byakuya learned never to piss Yoruichi off again.
"Hai, hai. Sorry Yoruichi, it's an old habit." He apologized.
She grumbled and turned away. When she spoke again, her voice had lost some of the slur and become softer. "You never change you know. I've known you for 450 years now. Other than the fact that we're now equals, you're still the kid who I used to spend every waking moment with."
Kisuke chuckled. "Yoruichi, you're the head of the Shihoin clan. I'm just the ward that the clan took in. I don't that classifies us as equals."
"BAKA! Who cares that I'm the head of the clan. You're a captain and I'm a captain. Tch. That's what I meant by equals moron. And you're supposed to be the genius." By this time she was pretty much up in his face. Her golden eyes glinted in the dim light. She looked feral, and Kisuke-though loathe to admit it, liked it...a lot.
Kisuke's bangs covered his eyes. "Thanks again, Yoruichi." He leaned over and kissed her on the cheek gently. "I think I'll retire for the night."
She blinked a few times before a devious smile that he couldn't see.
Yoruichi linked one of arms through Kisuke's. The action surprised him a bit. "C'mon Kisuke, don't be so shy. Our rooms are only three doors apart. We'll walk together...like the old days. Plus you're a nice person to lean on."
At that comment, he probably never had more color in his face, and it wasn't from the sake either. She was pushing up against him, and feeling her assets, which were very well endowed, was making him feel uncomfortable.
The walk their rooms was done in silence. Yoruichi still held on to his arm in a vice like grip. They abruptly stopped in front of her room.
An awkward silence ensued. They didn't really know what to say to each other. Finally, Kisuke broke it.
"Good night, Yoru-chan." Kisuke said. He really didn't want the night to end. After all, with a beautiful woman hanging off your arm, who would want the night to draw to a close?
"That nickname, you haven't called me that since we were kids." She reminisced. It brought back such nice memories of when they were just Kisuke and Yoruichi, with no one around to tell them what to do.
"Well, I'm sure that the elders of the clan didn't want me to call you that name when you ascended them." He grinned.
She scoffed. "Well those old farts are dead now aren't they, most of them anyway? They were such power hungry fools. Like when they accepted you into the clan, the reason they gave was you were the son of some guy who my father was friends with when they were younger. According to them, it was only proper that you were cared for because any friend of the clan leader was like family. Bullshit. I'm sure that your dad did not want you to end up in this dump. Sure the Urahara family was pretty well known, but the real reason that you were adopted was because you had tremendous talent that they didn't want it to fall in the wrong hands."
Kisuke was silent. He did know the real reason why he became part of the clan, without actually being in it.
"Whatever their reasoning, I'm glad that I met you, Yoru-chan." Kisuke said quietly. He leaned into her touch and reveled in her natural warmth.
Now Yoruichi was a strong woman, a very strong woman. But when Kisuke said that, all of her barriers came crashing down. It's funny what a single sentence can do.
She had made her decision. It was what they had been denying each other for nearly 350 years.
"Kisuke, stay with me tonight." The words left her mouth before she registered what she actually said.
"Eh?" Was his only logical response. Did she really say what he thought she said? Was she serious?
Yoruichi managed to fight down the enormous blush that was threatening to creep up her neck. New found courage along with a few other emotions blossomed within her. "I meant it, Kisuke. Just this once... please."
Kisuke wasn't sure if this was the sake talking, or if she genuinely wanted him. "Yoru-chan. I don't know what you're asking for, but if I think I know what it is, then you are asking too much from me. I don't know whether or not..." He was cut off by a warm mouth pressed against his own. All coherent thought was effectively lost.
Yoruichi pulled away when she started to feel out of breath. "Kisuke..." she whispered in his ear. It sent shivers down his spine. "Please. Tonight, it's just you and me, not the head of the Shihoin clan and the Twelfth captain. Tonight we're just a man and a woman, keeping one another company. We both want this, need this. It's all I ask of you."
He was in a dilemma. Should he or shouldn't he? Being the genius he was, he weighed the pros and cons inside his head. On the pro side, he would fulfill a life long dream and become one with the one he loved. On the con side, there would be repercussions to face. Like, what would their relationship be now? Would society accept them? And so on.
Kisuke groaned as she nipped playfully at his ear, slowly backing him into her door. She kicked it open and they both stumbled back onto her four poster bed.
Aha. That was Kisuke's answer. Screw the repercussions. You have to live in the present. Take each moment in, don't let it go to waste. So when he was lying flat on his back in her bed, he was ready when she pounced on him. At that moment, she looked like a jungle cat with her purple hair framing her angular feline face. The golden eyes that he loved so much drank in his body.
Yoruichi couldn't believe what she was doing. Just moments ago, she had literally ripped Kisuke's robes off of his body and now she was running her hands over his lean body causing goosebumps to erupt all over him. Those robes that he wore really masked the absolutely godly body that he had. Wow. Just wow. That was all she could say. He had muscles everywhere, but not the overly exaggerated ones, they were subtle. How did he hide that under those robes? Oh...now he was pulling off the sleeveless robe that she wore causing her core to heat up. She was naked now, but didn't seem to notice. Kisuke just sat there for a few minutes as Yoruichi pulled his boxers off. They had pictures of cats on them. Weird.
"Yoruichi, are...you sure?" He cursed himself for even asking the question. He had a raging hard on, was naked, and had the most beautiful woman in the world underneath him and he asks her if she was sure?
"Baka. I'm the one who initiated this, right? Of course I want it." She chastised him. "Hurry up Kisuke, I've been waiting all of my life for this."
"Sorry darling. But tonight, I intend to take it nice and slow." Kisuke said huskily. He kissed her with all the passion he could muster up and was rewarded by her breathy moan.
And with that. The doors to her chambers slammed shut. Just for one night, the two lovers joined as one entity. And this one night, would reshape the foundation of Seireitei forever.
Nine months later
"Push Yoruichi! Come on! I know that you can do it." Unohana Retsu, captain of the fourth division encouraged her long time friend.
Six months ago, Yoruichi had come to her after she had missed two of her periods and constantly vomited after drinking milk. It was then that she knew something was wrong.
Retsu had confirmed that Yoruichi was pregnant, and three months along. When she asked who the father was, Yoruichi had very hesitantly admitted that it was Kisuke.
Retsu was shocked, but never showed it. For years it had been speculated that the Shihoin heir and her loyal companion were more than friends and they were the subject of outrageous rumors. But never had she thought it to be true, till now that is.
When she asked Yoruichi if she would tell Kisuke, Yoruichi had adamantly declined, saying that it would be the best for both of them. His career had just kicked off and she didn't want to jeopardize it with springing a child on him. Plus he would be looked down upon by two of the four noble clans. The Shiba clan wouldn't really care.
Retsu thought that Yoruichi was underestimating Kisuke, but didn't say anything.
For six months, Yoruichi had been in and out of Seireitei, masking her pregnancy until this moment now. The only ones who knew were her, Retsu, and Shiba Kukaku.
"Damn it Retsu! I can't push anymore! IT HURTS TOO DAMN MUCH! IF I KNEW I WOULD GET PREGNANT FROM ONE NIGHT I NEVER WOULD HAVE MADE KISUKE SLEEP WITH ME!"
Oh the things pregnant woman say sometimes. Retsu filed away that bit for the future. You never know when it may come in handy after all.
She was holding on to the bed panels with a very firm grip. So firm that it was causing the metal to bend under her touch.
"Yoruichi, crowning is taking place. Just one more big push!"
"ARGHHHHHHHARGHHHH" Yoruichi panted.
"That's it. Okay, I lied. Now I need one more big push. Hurry and then the pain will be over." Retsu said, her face devoid of emotion even in such a stressful situation.
"Damn you!" Yoruichi growled. "And damn Kisuke to hell and back!"
Yoruichi pushed. She felt as if though she was being ripped apart fiber by fiber. The burn just wouldn't go away. Then all of a sudden, "WHAA!" "WHAAAAAAA!"
Yoruichi let out a hysterical chuckle as she fell back on the bed completely drained.
Retsu gently cleansed the baby with water and cut the umbilical cord. "Congratulations Yourichi, it's a boy." Retsu told her longtime friend softly.
"A boy. I have a baby boy! Please, let me hold him." Yoruichi pleaded. She had done it. She had given birth to a child!
Retsu gently placed the wailing baby into his mother's arms and he quieted down immediately. Yoruichi gasped at the sight of him. He was...beautiful. His tiny head was covered in a shock of blond hair. His skin was tan, but not like Yoruichi's. It was a blend between the two giving him a slightly exotic tint. And were those whisker marks on his face? Hesitantly, Yoruichi touched them lightly. The baby gave off a small purr of contentment. Oh yes, that was definitely the cat side of her coming out in him. Amazing. Slowly, the baby opened his eyes. Blue and gray. That was what she saw. Kisuke's eyes were reflected back at her. Those same piercing eyes that she fell in love with were her baby's eyes now. Those eyes stared back at her with curiosity. "Oh...he's...perfect!" She crooned.
"What are you going to call him?" Retsu asked.
Yoruichi stared into the depths of her son's eyes. The blue and gray meshed together so well. It reminded her of how the sky looked on a stormy day.
The name came to her just like that. "Naruto. His name will be Naruto...the maelstrom."
Unohana Retsu gave off the rare smile she reserved for the most private of moments. "It's perfect for him."
"I know...and I'm so sorry that I have to leave him." Yoruichi admitted sadly.
Retsu stared at her friend wide eyed. "Yoruichi...you can't possibly do that!" She nearly yelled. Her stoic personality was gone.
Said woman gave her a small smile while stroking her son's golden locks. "How can I claim him right now Retsu? I don't give a damn what people would say about me...but they will talk about him. He will be the 'bastard' child. I can't let him go through that. I know that a day will come where the entire world will know his name, and I will be there as his mother and Kisuke as his father. But that day has not arrived yet. Don't worry, I have arranged for him to stay with friends of mine in the real world.
"But you and Kisuke could get married...wouldn't that solve all the problems? You pick who you want as your husband?" Retsu demanded. She didn't want her friend's child to grow up not knowing who his parents were.
"Unfortunately it won't. Trust me, even if most of the clan elders are dead, the ones remaining will oppose any union between Kisuke and myself saying that he doesn't have the same royal lineage as myself. Bullshit. He's the cousin of Kukaku once removed or something like that. Since Kukaku is of the Shiba clan and Kisuke is related to her, I say that more or less qualifies him as royalty." Yoruichi scowled, which made her baby smile a toothless adorable smile at her. Any negative emotions melted in Yoruichi as Naruto raised a chubby hand up to grab one of Yoruichi's damp purple locks.
Retsu may have delivered thousands of babies in her lifetime, but she had never actually seen the bond between mother and child being formed. The two in question were oblivious that their reiatsus were mingling together, creating a near invisible chain binding the two together. No matter where they went, they would be mother and son.
"Yoruichi..." Retsu started seriously. Yoruichi turned to look at Unohana. "You do realize that if he's going to be in the real world, he won't age like they do their. He'll age like we do. Yoruichi, you are 448 years old. For us, one year of aging equates to 7 human years, although our years and their years have the same number of days. Which means that in human years, you are actually 3136 physical years old. This could pose several problems."
"Like I said, I have it all covered. The people that I'm leaving him with, you know them as well." Yoruichi assured her.
This surprised Retsu. "Oh, and who are they?
"Tsumugiya Ururu and Hanakari Jinta."
"Those two!" Retsu gasped. "But they are... I mean they were...dead..."
Yoruichi laughed. "Dead! Ha! That's an excellent joke. No, they've been in the real world for two years now.
"But..weren't they part of...I mean weren't they in Kisuke's command in the Detention Unit?" Retsu asked.
"Yes, but some circumstances forced them to retire to the human world." Yoruichi replied.
"Circumstances...wait...was she pregnant too?"
"BWAHAHAHAHA! No! Absolutely not! Let's just say that they pissed off a couple people in Soul Society and those people wanted them dead. So I, as their captain, faked their deaths and made sure they were securely hidden in the human world. Naruto will be perfectly safe with them. I'd already informed them three months ago that they will be raising my child in secrecy. They are also shinigami, and they know the dangers of the whole aging thing. After all, after like fifty years they only look like they've aged seven years, people will tend to notice."
Retsu still wasn't too sure about the whole thing. "But, Naruto...when will you take him back?"
Yoruichi sighed. "When the time is right, and clan politics will not stop me from claiming my own son and heir to the clan."
"And Kisuke...when will you tell him." Retsu pressed on.
"I...I will...soon...I promise."
Retsu wasn't so sure that she would though. She knew how Yoruichi was. Although she had a tough facade on the outside, she was very soft on the inside. Yoruichi would be afraid of how Kisuke would take being a father.
"Delaying it won't stop the inevitable you know." Retsu said softly.
"I know...just...not now okay?" Yoruichi's voice cracked.
"Hai..."
Naruto's renewed wailing drew them both from their thoughts.
"Ara...it looks like Naru-chan's hungry now isn't he? Yoruichi, it's time to feed him now..."
Yoruichi sighed and pulled down her robe to let her gurgling cherub suckle her.
It would be very painful to not see this angelic face for so long.
Five months later...real world
"Don't worry Taichou, we will look after him like he was our little brother!" Jinta called out to Yoruichi.
"Taichou. Please visit him often if you can. And with me and Jinta around, nothing will happen to young Naruto-chan. We promise." Ururu added while holding a sleeping Naruto.
Yoruichi had opened the Senkaimon without the watchful eye of Seireitei on her to deliver Naruto to Jinta and Ururu. Kukaku and Retsu were right by her side.
"Please...love him for me...And don't tell him who his parents were. In due time he will find out. " She begged through tearful eyes.
"Taichou! He will be our most important person. Believe it!" Jinta cried. The Senkaimon was closing, and the three inhabitants of Seireitei had to return to Soul Society immediately.
"Yoruichi! Hurry!" Kukaku shouted.
Hurriedly, Yoruichi gave one last kiss to Naruto's forehead and left a pendant around his neck. It was the emblem of the Shihoin clan. "My son, we will meet again soon. This, I promise you."
She reached the Senkaimon just in time and turned to see her two former subordinates waving to her. She took one last glance at Naruto's face before the Senkaimon closed. Tears silently rolled down her face. I'm so sorry Naruto. Forgive my selfishness.
Jinta and Ururu watched the portal close. At that moment Naruto opened his eyes and stared at the two new people above him. His eyes surprised the ex-shinigami. Blue and gray, what an unusual combination
"Naruto eh?" Jinta said as storm clouds gathered above. "I wonder if you truly can become what your name is. Maelstrom."
Naruto grabbed onto one of Jinta's fingers and sucked on it contently. Ururu chuckled. "You will be strong one day, Naruto. Only time will tell how much." The baby's eyes closed once more and he fell into a deep sleep.
Jinta and Ururu walked back quietly to their humble home on the outskirts of a village called Konohagakure.
The Maelstrom was sleeping for now, but one thing was for sure, he was going to be one hell of a shinigami one day.
One thing I need to clear up:
One year in Seireitei is still one year in the real world. It's just that physically, one shinigami year is seven human years. SO basically if you were a baby shinigami and spent seven years in the Human world, it's the equivalent of spending one year in Seireitei aging wise. Either way, going to look the same There are still 365 days in a year for both sides, it's just that they age differently.
How was it? Good, bad, ugly? No flames please, just constructive criticism.
