Hello there, after 2 full days of pondering about it, I chose to make 'Naruko' for the Kyuubi's container this time around, if I decide to make another story, I will use 'Naruto'.

Disclaimer: Naruto is property of Masashi Kishimoto and Bleach is from Tite Kubo and I'm in no way, shape or form owner of any of the franchises if I was Ulquiorra would have for sure been the final enemy as a rival to Ichigo. Well, Enjoy.

Chapter 2

Start of a legend.

It was morning in the third year of his life, and Ulquiorra was coming to a realization in regards to his powers.

There was not Reishi in this world.

He couldn't use any of his abilities, though his Hierro seemed to retain in some form along with his regeneration which was completely unaffected by being reborn.

Things that he should NOT have, as being reborn meant being a blank slate to look forward to.

How was he certain his regeneration was untouched?

Well, that was quite simple.

By having fallen from a tree directly into a sword lodged in there, which ripped his arm off.

The reason a three-year-old boy was escalating a tree definitely didn't have anything to do with his curiosity over the pair of birds that were in a branch feeding their chicks in their nest.

The thing was, it's pretty problematic having suddenly a black arm.

And it's predecessor by a sword near the woods of Konoha, it will be food for the fauna at least.

That was another thing.

He liked animals, or at least the people in the orphanage said to him it was 'like'.

he just asked why he felt his chest tighten up when he saw the carcasses of animals in the shopping districts, and then they showed him a puppy, and he said his chest felt warm, then they explained what that feeling was.

He liked the orphanage, but not the people in there.

They rejected him, always he was treated as if he wasn't there.

The children treated him like a freak, and he told them that he really was a freak by the definition of it.

In his mind, they were justified, even as a hollow the other ones were cautious of him.

Then the grown-ups one day started treating him like he was a monster.

In the start, they used to give him things for free but one day he just jumped to the roof of a house in the night and they said he was possessed by some sort of fox or something weird like that.

It just didn't make sense.

They liked him one day and the next they rejected him.

Humans didn't make sense, not even himself.

"Ul-chan~ how are you today?"

"I'm doing fine, Shisui"

There he was, the insufferable bastard which attitude he could maybe compare to an amicable Gin Ichimaru.

A stupid, pathetic, clown that for some reason gave him this warm feeling.

"Hey, little one, why are you hiding your left arm? and what's with the blood? and that swor- Oh my god, Ulquiorra, are you ok?!"

He felt conflicted when he saw the concern in the man's eyes, so he showed him his now increasingly pale arm while pointing at the limp arm on the floor with it.

"Don't worry, Shisui, it just grows again, there is no problem"

Then as if he said something he shouldn't have, a silence so thick you could walk on it surrounded the area.

"What?"

This kid was really weird.

Shisui thought he could react to any situation that arises suddenly with a calm mind, and he probably could if his opponent suddenly regenerated missing parts.

Orochimaru was an example of such type of ninja if the information Anbu had on him was to be trusted.

But seeing the little kid he always visited around the orphanage act as if cutting his arm off was a normal, everyday thing, really shook his core.

He instead chose to forget there was an arm thrown on the floor and decided to ask little Ulquiorra, god that was a weird name, what he came here for.

"Hey, Ulquiorra, do you want to be a ninja"

"What is a ninja?"

Really, this kid was curious to the bone, yet never considered the question of why there were people in the village that could jump around everywhere armed with kunais and blades?.

"Ninja are people that train themselves to be stealthy, good fighters, that protect the village and the people that live there."

"I see, are they strong?"

"It depends, but generally they are"

"Then, yes, I want to be a ninja"

"Okay, that's marvelous, you would have to go regardless as an orphan so I came to ask if you really wanted."

That's a relief, honestly, if he didn't want to be one, he would have to get him out of the village, a not so wise move now with the tensions high between the Uchiha clan and the village.

"See ya later, Ulquiorra, don't do dangerous things like that without supervision, you could die you know?, and if that happened your big brother Shisui would be really sad."

'I would be sad if you died too'

Were the words Ulquiorra wanted to say.

But now, he would have to take the sword in the tree with him, the person who left it there was to blame, and he needed something he was familiar with, when he is older he'll need one, and this one's sharp enough to cut through his fraction of Hierro left.

And for some reason, no one came to this forest, so he liked to spend time here to think about things.

And so the day ended with no more surprises.

He never noticed the snakes watching him intently, even as he got away.

Some days later, it was finally the day.

Shisui was walking little Ulquiorra to the first day in the academy for orphans.

Clan kids were taught in their clans until a certain age, it varied between 7 or 8 years, this was due to orphans needing more time to learn because no one would teach them outside of school.

"Shisui, you don't need to walk me to the academy, you aren't my dad so there's no need"

Really this kid.

"You know, if I was married I would have adopted you, even now you're like a little brother to me, the same as Itachi-chan"

He knows he cares about him, he always tells him, but he doesn't know how to accept being taken care of by other people.

"And so, it's my duty to see which girls you pick the interest of, heh, if not for your eyes I would say you're an Uchiha, so you'll be really popular with ladies."

"But if you're an Uchiha, why don't you have a girlfriend, Shisui?"

"Gah!, that's... forget it, we're not talking about me here"

Then he saw his face and the innocent curiosity in his face, and with resignation proceeded.

"The majority of Uchiha have good looks, but some of us are cursed with a plain face, injustice I say, so that's why I'm not popular"

"But why are looks a thing that matters? shouldn't power be the thing that's attractive to females?"

This kid doesn't know anything about relationships!

And like that, they finally arrived at the academy, with Shisui parting disappointedly from Ulquiorra.

He made it to the classroom, which was already filled to some degree, and was promptly pushed to the side by a yellow blur.

"Ouch!"

"Hmph"

And like that green eyes met blue for the first time.

That's it for now, in the start I was going to add until the Uchiha massacre, but realized that it was 4 years in the future and I needed to show some more things before that, so there's that, and by the way, thanks for everyone reading this, I hope I'm improving and this gets interesting, i will publish chapters when they're ready and I write more when I can't sleep so wish me bad sleep. Just kidding, but I should explain that I'm not an English native speaker, even though I've been in contact with the language my whole life, and I don't have a beta reader nor will I have one, at least for this story.

There were also 2 ideas I had in mind, this story and one of Shirou Emiya in the world of fairy tail, but the little amount of Ulquiorra fics made me write this one, so I ask of you, write some Ulquiorra fanfic that has the real Ulquiorra in it, heartless and wanting to learn what a heart is.