Whoo! My first Naruto fanfic! But… I'm afraid that most people aren't gonna bother to read this first. It's a VERY different idea and concept, and if you go straight to the part where the actual Naruto characters come in, you will be very confused. So I'd really rather you NOT read it then send reviews saying "Who is this guy? I don't understand. What's the plot?!?!!?!"

This happens before the timeskip, and riiiiight after the spoilers.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own ANYTHING. Not Naruto. Not KH. Not Bleach(KH and Bleach mentioned only)

The battle has lasted thousands of years.

Imagine an RPG, like Final Fantasy. Now enlarge it ten fold, and add multiple dimensions, worlds, and infinitely many complications. Of course, when you have a battle, there are two opponents.

The Deity of Light and the Deity of Darkness can "interfere" with these worlds using "representatives" in each world, limited to 5 per hundred years. As long as they don't die, they can be reused to change worlds in favor of Light or Dark.

All worlds naturally gravitate towards the Light if undisturbed. All that is needed is a little push- even a little can change the nature of the world from Light to Dark.

To this point, the Light has wasted all but one person on more important worlds, such as BLEACH. Daisuke Hikarin is chosen to be the last rep, unbeknownst to him…

Daisuke was running late.

He was a fairly tall boy around age 15. He always wore plain clothing to not attract attention, and everything he did seemed to enforce this. There was nothing abnormally… abnormal about him. Everything about his was pretty much medium- medium popularity, medium build, medium respect, and medium energy. Only his eyes gave away his emotions.

He woke up late from a rather disturbing dream- he was on a chessboard, but he was the only piece left. It seemed symbolic, but he had no idea- he didn't know how to play.

Daisuke quickly assembled his items and left for school.

"Daisuke!" shrieked Amy as he ran straight into the school yard.

"Hey," he breathed, "Whatcha staring at?"

"Nothing." She stared into his eyes. "Did I ever tell you your eyes remind me of Sasuke Uchiha?"

"Umm…" His mind ran frantically. Sasuke? Uchiha? Was it her boyfriend? Could it be a new student? Seeing his blank face, she sighed.

"You're hopeless! Haven't you ever read Naruto before?"

"Eh… Does Bleach count?" he asked, grinning.

"No way! It's-" Suddenly everything blurred and refocused slowly. All the students were frozen- no one moved, and Daisuke was nowhere to be seen.

Daisuke materialized- on the ceiling, of all places, of a dark and rather gloomy looking room.

"Oh, shiznos." Thump! "OWW!"

"Manabi! Get it right! Floor, not ceiling!" A muttered apology was heard as the door opened into the room.

The entering figure was tall, wearing an overcoat that extended down to his knees. Imposing would best describe him, decided Daisuke, except that for some reason, he couldn't see his face. Was this a dream?

"So, Dai, I hope you're comfortable," chuckled the figure as he drew up a chair.

"Who are you?" demanded Daisuke. "Where am I? And how the hell do you know my name?!"

"Do you want the short or long description, Mr. Hikarin?" he sighed.

"How did you get me here?" Daisuke shouted as he started pacing. "Am I going crazy or something? This has gotta be a dream…"

"Sit down, please! You're making me nervous with all that pacing." He sighed again. "Let me ask you something."

"Shoot. See if I care."

"Do you believe in AUs?" Daisuke impatiently shook his head. "No? Well, this'll be tricky… How much knowledge of the universe do you know?"

"In percent? Less than 1."

"So isn't it possible that alternate dimensions exist?"

Daisuke paused. "Maybe… never thought about it that way…"

"Good. You aren't completely brainwashed. Alright, let's assume they DO exist."

"Damn it, I'm not interested! I have no idea why you've kidnapped me, but I'm leaving." Soon as I figure out how…

"At least hear me out." The man sighed. "Jeez, you sound like one of those… aww, hell, every one of the other candidates. Stop protesting. This is an once-in-a-lifetime experience I'm offering you. You can always leave later." Daisuke slowly sat down. "Good. Let the shockers begin." The man stood up and started pacing.

"I know you're an atheist and you don't like "make-believing", but the world and the universe is one giant game. Where there's a game, there are two players, right?"

"And since you brought up atheism… I suppose you're God?" muttered Daisuke.

"No way! I'm just the representation of all that is good." Daisuke sweatdropped.

"Isn't that?..."

"No- I'm just the Deity of Light. Call me Jim." He chuckled.

"Jim? That's a tad…"

"My name is too long for you to remember, so Jim seems appropriate."

"No… not really." I still don't trust you though.

"You're supposed to trust me," Jim said in a pained voice. "I'm the deity of good, for goodness sake! Although you have been much more open-minded than the others… and I suppose I could of chose worse. Now, I'm going to continue."

"The world you live in, and all the other universes you've never seen are in control of the Light or of the Dark. Corny, isn't it. Of course, there are worlds in between. There are universes for nearly everything you've read, played, imagined… just some are not as important as others." He chuckled.

"The battle has lasted quite a while now. It's like an RPG- like that Kingdom Hearts you're so fond of. There are NPCs, various objectives, and the players themselves."

"Each side- remember, I'm Light- can use up to 5 representatives from the true dimension. Yours. As long as you- or the others- are alive, I can- errr, reuse you."

"Wait wait wait. This is all too much. I'M one of these representatives?!" shouted Daisuke.

"Naturally. I'm not going to call you here for tea, y'know. Anyways, I've already used 4 of the representatives on various places. Mostly Bleach, because it is the most unbalanced."

"Whichever side controls the most important or all the dimensions will automatically win. This… hasn't happened yet."

"Where are you sending me?" Dai asked softly. I can't believe I'm actually going along with this…

"Think about it. You have pretty good fighting skills, if I remember correctly… You're pretty good with the bow and the sword… so where do you think?"

"Fire Emblem?" Jim's left eyebrow started twitching.

"No. Someone's already done that. Think this morning…"

"NARUTO?! I know nothing about it!"

"Even better! My agent will brief you once you get there."

"This isn't dangerous… is it?" asked Dai.

"Ninjas. Kunai. Of course. But you won't die. I've never let a rep die yet. And that's saying something, considering I've been here for… oh, several hundred million years. Or so."

"I have a choice… right?"

Jim looked surprised. "Of course. There is no "Oh-I'm-gonna-force-to-do-something-dangerous-and-there's-nothing-you-can-do situations around here. But seriously! This is an experience most would kill for!"

"Hmmm…" Maybe I should. Maybe it'll be fun.

"Great! Let's go." Jim dragged him off of the seat and left the room. "Manabi? Transport on, please."

"What? Wait! What am I looking for?"

"Something suspicious!" was the only answer. The floor of the room disappeared and Daisuke dropped like a stone…

Into the void.