Deceiver face

Ichigo stretched in his new gigai, feeling the joints pop and the oxygen flow in the body. He was glad for the improvement but still missed his old/normal body.

Killer B was watching him from afar, writing something in a small notebook and Chad was lifting weights. It was a pretty calm day without any water clone trying to chop out his head so Ichigo was pretty happy for the tranquil serenity of the morning.

That is, until he felt a riatsu near them. Ninjas were good at hiding their presence, but Ichigo was long ago a top tier shinigami, and whatever technique used to hide chakra required use of spiritual energy that felt similar of a Hollow's. So ninjas would been more effective against Ichigo if they didn't try to suppress their chakra.

Ichigo pulled out his sword (a thin katana) and dashed towards the tree the ninja had jumped in, the man, noticing he had been spotted made signs with his hands and suddenly he was surrounded by smoket.

When the jutsu was finished, the person in front of Ichigo was a dark skinned, tall young man, with brown bangs hiding his eyes. The ninja had took the form of Chad and Ichigo had to jump back to take back his breath.

It wasn't Chad, his friend was twenty meters behind him and Ichigo knew that what he was looking at was only a trick. Still, the same square face and dark brown hair, even the gray uniform had been imitated perfectly. He could not cut someone that looked the same as his best friend.

He hated emotional plays like that. People messing with his senses and using his friends against him. It was like Tsukishima all over again.

Ichigo thighed the grip on his sword and closed his eyes, using his riatsu senses instead of his eyes. He leashed forward, the ninja did the same and attacked with a katana, Ichigo felt the edge of a katana gracing his neck as he barely dodged the swing. Then he sensed the ninja free hand going to his pocket and then a kunai was trowed towards his chest.

He felt the same razor of the shuriken on his skin and decided to go for the kill. He had planned to subdue the enemy, but at the level of power inside the gigai, he was unable to keep the struggle going. So he took two steeps back and prepared to stab the other in the stomach (no bones there to protect the organs).

The ninja saw the attack coming and blocked with his sword. And Ichigo touched towards, trying to make the man lose his equilibrium and next he retreated and opened his eyes.

The ninja was still using Chad face and form, even if he himself was smaller. Just watching him gave Ichigo a bad taste in the mouth.

"Killer B!" Ichigo screamed, trying to keep the anger out of his voice "Is this one of your stupid exams?"

"What da ya mean?"

So, it wasn't a stupid Ninja training thing. That would mean that the man in front of him was indeed planning to kill him, there was no hesitation in the blood lusting first attack, but Ichigo knew the man was Killer B friend. He had sensed it.

Ichigo hated his life, one thing was sensing people hearts in the zampakto, after all they were part of the soul itself, but with normal weapons? That was borderline insane. It had never happened before.

"Let's call the day off" Ichigo told the ninja "I don't know who you are. But you are Killer B's friend, aren't you?"

The man narrowed his eyes, still looking as Chad, and Ichigo gritted his teeth and watched as the real Chad and Killer B approached with their guards still up.

The ninja glanced at Killer B and ran away, letting only a smoke of dust where he had been.

"Ya let him escape?" The older Ninja asked with a hint of confusion "My bro won't be happy, yo"

Ichigo shrugged.

"Just tell him that the next Ninja he sends to prove me is going to be captured or killed"

Killer B tensed at the last word, probably wondering how real the threat was.

Ichigo sighed and began to walk away. Moments later Chad followed, they had trained enough for a day, that's what Ichigo said to himself just to not go to the Kumo leader office and demand no more tricks.

Just thinking about what happened made his blood boil.

He meant it. He didn't care if one of his wannabe murderers where kumo ninjas, if they swing to kill him again, and Ichigo couldn't subdue them, then the world would have a ninja less.

Orihime was eating ramen alone, well, there were two ninjas eating in the same ramen stand and there was the cook and his daughter on the other side of the counter, but she had no friends to talk with.

Ninjas were different of what Orihime imagined. She had pictured them as black clad people that assassinated from the shadows in cold blood. Instead they liked to use a lot of colors in their wardrobe and were loud and chatty.

For example, the man next seat. He had his black hair in a cupcut and bushy eyebrows. He was in a green body suit and was challenging the other in a spicy contest; the other ninja was wearing a grey uniform with a green vest, she had figured that was the standard ninja uniform, but the real give away was the headbands with an stylized leaf covering his left eye.

The headbands were cool, and she found herself daydreaming about having one and going in funny ninja missions like rescuing a princess or defeating dragons. It would be fun.

She stopped her daydreaming and began to search for the money to pay. She needed to go to the Hospital. She was required to save people without using her powers so she was better not slacking off.

"There was another theft body" one of the ninja commented off handling and Orihime heart skipped a beat, but she didn't stop what she was doing (searching money in her wallet). They wouldn't be able to figure out.

She paid and began walking away, barely hearing one of them say a Hyuga would be put to watch.

She had no idea of what a Hyuga was, but it would be better to inform the rest of her "team". She wondered if the ninjas had any real chance to catch a ghost, after all, they were magical ninjas.

At the dinner, in the appartment, she informed everyone what she heard.

"A Hyuga? Is that a ninja rank?" Uryu asked puzzled and then watched Aizen shake his head.

"They are a noble family with a 'Kekkei Genkai' or blood limit" he smiled kindly as he explained what he meant "There are chakra abilities that, as Quincy, pass from a generation to the next. The ability varies from clan to clan and the documents that study them are well guarded. Retfully, that means we have to figure out what the Hyuga blood limit is the hard way"

Aizen eyes went towards Grimmjow and the Arrancar stirred. In his new gigai he had the same blue hair than before and his canines were bigger, but even if Aizen looked harmless, the hollow always felt a whisper of a shiver when the shinigami looked at him.

"Grimmjow, you will go to the graveyard. The Hyuga has white eyes, just go and observe" the man said in even voice, his face calm and composed.

At midnight, Grimmjow went out, leaving his gigai behind in the living room. Orihime tried not to think about it.

Hige was a member of the Hyuga branch, he had trained since being four, but he lacked the natural talent, even at his thirties he had gave up becoming a jonin and just made peace of being on the lower tier of the chunnins.

Even top tier graduates from the academy could outclass him in power, like his own blood relative, young Neji Hyuga did. As chunnin he was expected to do more dangerous missions that gennins so his life was always hanging on a thread when he went away from Konoha.

He still believed himself a winner. The freedom that serving Konoha gave him was something he couldn't have inside the walls of his family house, the gloomy place where even love was forbidden.

But he had Her. His teammate since his graduation and lover from more than a decade. She was his reason to be happy even in the most terrible missions.

At least, the one assigned to him that night was a stroll in the park, just watching over the graveyard in a shilly night and try to catch the responsables of the body theft.

It should had been easy, but luck wasn't on his side.

At one point in the night, the atmosphere grow heavier and behind him there a shadow materialized. With his Byakugan innactive he could barely make out the form of a man with a hole in the stomach.

He activated his blood limit without turning around, feeling that it was better to be discreet.

With his byakugan he could see muscles and even bones of the stranger. The guy even had one bone over his jaw. The man opened his mouth, forming words that made no sound. Had Hige being a more talented ninja, he would be able to read the lips.

He changed his technique a little, trying to make out the intruder features like hair and skin color instead of the masse of energy with body he was seeing. Just shifting a little the chakra influx in his eyes, he could finally see the "ghost". It decided to walk in front of the Hyuga, causing the ninja to stir a little. It was almost transparent and the contorn of his form was still blurry but he could see his form clearly.

The ghost like being was tall and had blue messy hair, feline eyes and a checky smile, an human that was more like a beast that a person. Suddenly Hegi felt as he was facing the death with his white eyes.

It was wrong.

He attacked the Death in an attempt to live, his palm hitting the almost transparent chest like if he could stop the heart of a ghost.

But ghosts don't need hearts, for blood doesn't run in them, and so his attack just made the ghost smile crooke and he was hit with enough strength he felt his soul scaping his body.

On the Death's doorstep he saw the white clad man form, finally looking as real as himself.

Grimmjow looked at the man dying form. He had not planned to kill him, just observe. Until he was attacked and he was surprised by the fact that it had hurt. Like a stab from inside. So he had changed his plan.

There was not any other soul around so...No..There was someone.

He turned around to watch Aizen, wearing the black bounds like if they were clothes and sporting a mask of calmness. The world around the other man turned darker, like if the light was absorbed in the void that was Aizen.

"Take would need to study this further"

Grimmjow wanted to scream at the other's words. There was no 'we', never was.

He took the still breathing body and started to follow Aizen wordlessly to a secret warehouse in the woods, Aizen lair that the Kurosaki's friends were unaware of.

It was a mid size wooden house, three point kunais hanged on the walls, and Grimmjow knew this one was just Aizen taking over someone place and building over it. Another of the ways that the shinigami used to take over. Aizen had even created a false blue sky because he wanted to force his construction not only in the earth grounds but in the high skies.

After closing the door, Grimmjow dropped the unconscious man in a mat and Aizen began a healing chant that casted a green glow. He observed it fascinated, almost in awe that there was no need for Aizen to kneel and he could do his kiddo standing.

The Hyuga eyes opened with a star. They were white and lacked pupils. It was creepy to see that in a human, there was a void in those white eyes that send a shiver on his spine, like if he was about to face a monster that would have his arms ripped again.

"Can you see us?" Aizen waved a hand in front of the man. Noticing how the man breath ragged and his white eyes followed the movement but his voice was not acknowledged "It looks like his eyes can see us, but he is unable to hear us. Those blood limits are interesting"

The man made a hand sign in his chest and the veins of his face almost popped up in his white skin, he made no movement with his head but the frow on his eyebrows was indication that something changed.

"Grimmjow, can you pull out your sword?"

The Arrancar did so and got satisfaction when the man breath halted a second. Aizen, for his part seemed concentrated in a thought, brown eyes watching all without any real focus. After some seconds he went to a cabin and began to search for something leaving the other two men to their own for a short time.

"Are you a ghost?" The Hyuga asked as he glared at Grimmjow, but his body had turned a little to Aizen. Expecting to be attacked, the ninja had his body ready to react at any of his enemies movements.

Aizen faced the man as he raised a notebook. In it was written "spirits" and the man had the most solemn face after reading it.

"How can you hold a note.." the man scolded himself before speaking again, his white eyes still staring at Grimmjow "Am I death? Are you shinigami?"

"What the!" Grimmjow growled and the man hand went towards a green bag on his leg.

Aizen smiled as he nodded, thrilled about the whole assunt. The Hyuga was wary about them, and didn't look as he knew who he was supposed to address, but when he saw Aizen rigth hand go to his hip and drawl out of nowhere a sword he shrieked.

"Look, Kyoka Suigetsu, this is my sword" Aizen said as he hold his sword upside down with the blunt side facing him. There was a little smile accompanying the action and the Hyuga was more confused than before.

Suddenly Aizen trow himself at the man, his sword already on his right hand, and the Hyuga stood up with a hand ready to hit the chest of the shinigami. Something was amiss. The man hit never connected, instead his hand opened and he grabbed a notebook.

Aizen was back at the same place and Grimmjow was finally aware that he had been victim of Kyoka Suigetsu again, the ninja too. But if catching the notebook was an indication, the ninja had been able to see through the facade at some point.

"I think, this deserves to conduct more tests, Grimmjow, would you be so kind to assist me?"

Grimmjow was curious about the Hyuga too, so he nodded with his head, eyeing the other man with his icy eyes and a big grin.

The man just stared.

..

Naruto was walking towards his house, after a tiring day on the school, he wanted to be back home and rest. All the people almost seemed to part away when he got near, as if he was cursed and being near him would sicken them.

He was human as them, but sometimes it was hard to believe it. Their cold stares or plain indifference, both pierced his heart and made him want to trow every gas bomb at them, just to give them a reason to see him.

The boy was about to search in his pocket for the small bomb when he saw a familiar person walking on the opposite direction.

The man had a mischievous smile and his hair was more flutter than the last time, but Aizen was a person that Naruto could recognize even if they had talked just two times.

Aizen appareance was different, he looked stronger and somehow his aura felt softer. It was strange. It made Naruto hesitate to approach him, to destroy the bubble of happiness and calm surrounding the man.

Naruto frowned and clutched his right hand. He tried to force himself to stand still. He wasn't sure what to expect. Hate or disdain.

"Good afternoon, Naruto!"

No one ever went their way to grate Naruto, it simply didn't happen. Of course, Naruto should have noticed. Aizen was an odd man. He was kinder that anyone else with a patience of a saint, even if people whispered when they saw him being nice with Naruto, the man would be unfazed.

The idea made Naruto felt at ease.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Aizen! How are you?" Naruto put his hands behind his neck and smiled broadly. He liked the attention.

"Marvelous, this morning has been pretty productive! And yours, Naruto?"

Naruto began to stroke his chin in deep tough, he had practiced with shirukens, but only four out of five had hit their target, it wasn't that great.

"Nothing much..."

From the corner of his eyes he saw two women scolding at him, and looked up at Aizen calm face. The man had noticed but dismissed it. A part of Naruto wanted to ask the man why he was still nice even if people gave him dirty looks but...

"You are quite the troublemaker, but I pride myself to look beneath the superfice. And you, Naruto, are a diamond in brute" Aizen answered the unspoken question, and upon seeing the boy wide eyes almost with closed eyes said "No, I don't read minds"

"Really!?" Even Iruka-sensei is not that good at reading people. Naruto closed his mouth and revised the words of Aizen again "A diamond in brute?"

"Yes"

"Like you?" Naruto stared at Aizen face, just for a small second the man face had gone darker and after that he raised an eyebrow, asking for the boy to elaborate with that small gest "I just..Ha!...Kind of got the feeling we were the same.."

Aizen blinked a few times in the way the teachers did when a kid got the wrong answer, but he chuckled a little before brushing it away "I'm more like the water; I have no form"

Naruto frowned in confussion at the criptic words. The man just smiled before looking at the street again.

"If you excuse me, Naruto, I have to do the supper. If I am fortunate, I might find one of my colleagues to help me"

"I can help you!" Naruto bounced over his heels, he wanted to talk more with Aizen, even if he did in riddles.

Aizen observed the kid blue eyes, fierce and strong, and nodded "The company would be appreciated, thanks Naruto"

To be continued.

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Guys, I will make the time skip where Naruto is already a ninja...You know, as I want the duel between Aizen vs Itachi (because Kyoka vs Sharing); Ichigo vs Itachi (because old brother) and perhaps Uryu vs Orochimaru (because Uryu has to face crazy scientists). Anyway, thanks for reading and good luck!