A/N: Okay readers sorry I don't update regularly. This is chapter three yay!

Warnings: Yoai, yuri, het, etc..

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or Bleach

Chapter 3

Ichigo's face started to turn redder by the second after the boy spoke. The teen tried to say something, but every time he opened his mouth he would stutter so bad which in turn made him even more embarrassed. Kisuke watched the whole thing with amusement clear in his expression, but broke into the situation when the boy started to get nervous, panic growing in his eyes.

"See Ichigo, even the kid knows about your mother-henning." Kisuke giggled, teasing the orangette. Ichigo broke his gaze with the blonde child to glare at the shop keeper, before looking back to the rooms occupant. He reached out to lift the boy into a sitting position, only to snatch his hand away when the child flinched. Sighing, Ichigo just sat back as he stared at the blond with a worried look in his eyes.

The child looked around, taking in his surroundings as he gathered his wits, trying to remember what happened and how he got there. " I'm sorry, I didn't mean to of..offend you. Um…..where am I?" The blonde asked uncertainly.

Ichigo looked at the boy in shock, not really expecting him to speak so suddenly, "You didn't offend me, I'm just not used to someone calling me mama, especially since I'm a guy. You're also in a room in this guy's candy shop." Ichigo said pointing to Kisuke. "You've been asleep for a week and a half, after I found you. We have been taking care of you." He simply stated.

The boy looked quite uncomfortable, but spoke again," Uh...this might sound weird, but what...world am I in?" He looked down at his hands, tensing as if waiting for him to be punished.

Kisuke was the one to answer, "You are in one dimension of the shinigami world, we call it the Living World."

The boy nodded before asking, "Okay, so um….who are you?"

Urahara snorted a little before replying, "I'm Kisuke Urahara, and this is Ichigo Kurosaki. What might your name be?"

"Naruto Uzumaki-Namikaze." the blonde boy stated, starting to relax a little in their presence.

Ichigo's eyes softened a little at the boy's name, and then thought of something, "Oh!" he then got up and went to the little dresser picking up the scroll and mask that laid atop it. Bringing it over to the boy he said, "I found these with you." He smiled when Naruto's eyes widen and a flash of pure happiness shone within them. "Now, as it is, we know you do not come from this world, but we have no idea where you come from, besides that."

Naruto opened his mouth to speak before closing it, remembering what his jiji did. He turned to the scroll opening it, which made eight other scrolls pop in out, surprising the other two. He looked at the scrolls, pulling out the first letter that was written, then handed it to Ichigo. Ichigo shook out of his shock, gently take the scroll, opening it.

'To whoever finds Naruto,

It might be a lot to ask of you, but please take in this child. His name is Naruto Uzumaki-Namikaze, and he is four years old. The world he is from is the shinobi world, but his parents family originated in the world he is in now. His birthday is October tenth, and unfortunately this child is in very great need of a loving family. There are four other letters after this one, one explains what a shinobi is and how our world operates, then about how shinobi came to be, as well as Naruto's lineage (the scrolls with his inheritance are sealed within that letter), and then the last is how we can communicate. You may have also noticed about how malnourished the boy looks. It is sad to say how much humans can be monsters, but Naruto is not safe in our village. I am the village leader, the hokage, and I have watched my village mistreat our hero for the last time. The child is known as a jinchuuriki, a human sacrifice. He has the strongest bijuu, known as Kyuubi no Kitsune, sealed within his body. The village cannot look past the destruction it had wrought, and thus they abuse, torture even, the innocent boy that holds the beast back and wasn't even given to choice if he would or not. Even if I am the village leader I cannot stop everyone hating him and do not have enough Anbu to guard the boy twenty-four seven. Not only that, but the council either wants him dead, or a living weapon. I will not allow that to happen! All that I ask of you, is to love this boy, to be his family, to make him happy.

Sincerely,

Hiruzen Sarutobi'

Ichigo looked on at the letter in shock, to think this boy holds such a burden and was neglected by a whole damn village because of it. He then gave the letter to Kisuke at the older man's prodding, turning to look at the boy. He could now see it, in the child's eyes. The fear of being turned away, of being hated just like he used to be.

Without even thinking Ichigo surged forward and firmly hugged Naruto. He didn't let go when the boy tensed, and just waited until the blonde relaxed and hesitantly returned the hug. After that, it was like a dam broke. Naruto clung to the teen and started bawling, letting out tears of sadness, anger, and loneliness. Ichigo just sat there, giving comfort to the child that was in such a desperate need for love. He could feel his heart just crumble as each racking sob tore through Naruto's lips. Then a new feeling replaced it, a feeling of vicious protectiveness, of determination. This boy was his to take care of, to love and nurture. What he didn't notice was how his eyes flickered from his normal dark brown eyes, to the black and yellow combination that was the tale-tale sign of his hollow side.

Urahara noticed though, he noticed how Ichigo laid claim to the child, and how even his hollow side agree to the fact that this was now their son. Even he could feel it, the want to bond to this child. He sighed quietly in his mind, 'This is about to get real interesting. Wonder how everything will turn out now.' With that thought, he left the two to go make some tea and to call the school to let them know that Ichigo is going to be absent for the foreseeable future.

While waiting for the the tea to boil, Kisuke went into his office, looking through the files. 'I know that I have heard those names before, Namikaze and Uzumaki. Now where did I put those...aha! There they are.' he smugly held onto the files he had found. Going back, he set up a tray putting cups and the tea on it then headed back to the room. When he entered he found that Naruto had fell asleep in exhaustion. Ichigo was just staring at the boy, looking like he was trying to embed Naruto's features in his mind. Clearing his throat he spoke, "I made tea, would you like some?" When he got a nod he poured the two of them tea, and handed the orange haired teen a cup. Then he sat down on the floor, before opening the files he had and began reading them. It was around a half an hour later when he made a triumphant noise in the back of his throat, gaining Ichigo's attention. At the teen's questioning glance he said, "I was looking over some old files that I made about the worlds any shinigami visited."

"I thought you said that there weren't any records of them?" Ichigo stated. He frown in confusion brows furrowing as he thought about the conversation they had when the boy arrived.

"I said that there were no records in the archives, never did I say that I didn't have any of my own. Besides that, these files that I have also holds records of the shinigami that we lost connections with when the portals closed and which worlds they were trapped in." Kisuke explained looking back at the file in hand. "I have also found out who Naruto's ancestors were. It's actually kind of shocking, out of all of them, the two most devastating losses we had in the Seireitei had been the Uzumaki and Namikaze clans. You know of the four noble clans that are within the Soul Society, correct?"

"Yeah, Rukia was adopted into one, then there was the one that Yoruichi was from." Ichigo replied. "But those are the only two I know of, besides of the Shiba family, who use to be noble."

Kisuke nodded his head," In all regards the Shiba family could still come back into nobility, but that is not what we are discussing. What I am saying is that the other two clans that are of great nobility was the Uzumaki and the Namikaze. Both clans had decided to investigate a world, we called it Dimension X, and unfortunately the portals closed with them in it, which caused unqualified distant relatives having to take charge of the families. Because of their incompetence though, the families heads rarely are seen in public and tend to do business just as privately as well, since one clan head was caught undermining the Soul Society. If the boy is who he says he is, then we have the true heir to two noble clans." Kisuke ended his explanation.

Ichigo felt his eyes widen at the information then thought of something, "You said you called the world Dimension X, what does your files say about it?"

Urahara shifted the papers around before speaking, "Says here that this world is similar to ours, which means it's foundation is a militia based world. But their military is made of ninja, or as Naruto said shinobi, with the strongest and wisest ninja as the head of the village. The only difference is that they start training to become a ninja at the earliest of eight."

"Eight!" The teen raged, "Why would they forced kids to…"

"It also says that it is completely up to the kids, and that they get a team that consist of a senior shinobi and two other graduates. Not only that but they have a system set up to make sure that they only get certain missions. It sounds to me that they are only training at the beginning and getting easier missions to gain experience before they get harder missions." Kisuke hurriedly spoke, trying to avoid a rant.

Ichigo just huffed and then went back to gazing at the sleeping child. He had unconsciously started to run his fingers through the blond locks. In the recesses his mind he remembered as song, one that his mother sang to him. Without thought, Ichigo started to hum the song, not taking notice of the content gaze that was on him.

Kisuke just sat there, looking at the blond and orangette, and couldn't help the contented and happy feeling as he watched the scene. 'Honestly, I wouldn't mind coming home to this everyday.' The shopkeeper was so caught up in his thoughts and feelings, he completely missed the feeling of the bond shift and connected to him as well.

A/N: So the long awaited chapter is finished, I'll start working on another as soon as possible. I hope you all will enjoy this chapter!