Wow...so when I started this...I had no idea that it would be so popular! But thanks a lot! Enjoy the third chapter...

Right, so pairings for Naruto, I've gotten a few suggestions. I want to keep the parings from the Bleach Realm only because he's going to spend most of his time there. He will cross paths with the Konoha rookies at some point, but no pairings with the humans. And no harem either.

So vote: these are the suggestions that people gave me. (To the reviewer who gave me Naru/Karin, it would be awesome, but I'm sticking with bleach only)

Naru/Momo

Naru/Nemu

Naru/Senna

Naru/Nel

Naru/Rangiku

A/N-Don't own a damn thing except Ururu and Jinta's Zanpakuto...and probably Naruto's too...

Twenty nine years later...

Twenty nine years had passed since Naruto had learned that he was a shinigami and that he still had parents out there somewhere. If you actually think that he had let them off the hook for abandoning him, you my friends, are quite mistaken. It's quite the opposite in fact. Naruto had thrown a silent tantrum after his talk with Ururu and Jinta. It was silent though, so no one heard it. He didn't resent his parents, yet he was going to give them a piece of his mind when he saw them...especially his mother.

Twenty nine years had passed since Kisuke learned he had a son. He too, had held a grudge against Yoruichi for not telling him about their son despite what he said earlier. In twenty nine years, much had changed. Naruto looked to be about ten or eleven years old. His bangs had grown and they covered his eyes even more. If anyone from Soul Society were to see him, they would swear that a young Urahara Kisuke was roaming around the human world.

Speaking of Kisuke, he hadn't changed at all. He was still the lazy, carefree, goofy captain of the Twelfth Division. The only real way he had changed is that he had adopted the mentality of a father-mainly towards Hiyori who was not pleased about it in the least. He claimed it was practice for another blonde when he came home. Needless to say, Yoruichi found it most amusing. Hers and Kisuke's relationship had stayed the same as well. They both were sure of her feelings, however never would admit them to each other. The 'couple' had also made a pact to marry before Naruto came home again. It would be done in secret, but it would assure Naruto's safety. She had taken Kisuke to the human world once or twice to see Naruto from afar. It had brought tears to his eyes to see the little man that he had helped create. They had only been there for three minutes, but it was more than enough for him. Kisuke even swore that Naruto had turned to the place where they had been hiding as if trying to see something that was not visible. But luckily for them, Ururu and Jinta had turned the boy away before he could go and investigate. Jinta had given them both a tip of his head as a sign of respect.

Naruto still hadn't come up with the names of his parents yet partially because Jinta and Ururu had refused to give him the names of all the captains. Naruto was certain that it would be obvious as to who they were when the second he saw them. He was training furiously with hado and bakudo spells. So far he could do the low level spells without the incantation. He had mastered the higher level ones, however he needed the incantation along with it. Along with spells, he was working on his hand to hand combat or hakuda. Apparently his mother had been an expert in that field.

Today, Naruto was going into the village. He wanted to study the way humans used this thing called taijutsu. It was a skill that utilized hand to hand combat and different forms. It may be able to help him in his roadblock with combat. It would not have been the first time Naruto had gone into Konoha. He went there for the first time some ten years ago to buy supplies when both Ururu and Jinta had contracted some weird illness.

Naruto had found that humans and shinigami were not all that different. The only defining factor between them was the power and aging differences. No human could have the power of a captain class Shinigami. The only man to come close would probably have been this fabled Rikudo Sennin who supposedly discovered the power known as chakra.

Furthermore, the average human only lived for sixty five years or so. A ninja's life expectancy was less than half of that. Naruto was older than sixty five by about fourteen years or so and he still only looked ten. He didn't frequent the village too often, otherwise it might draw attention to himself. He knew for a fact that the leader if the village was getting a bit suspicious of Jinta and Ururu. The leader, called the Hokage made it a point to find out who these mysterious people were, but the trio disguised themselves very well. Now it was Naruto doing most of the shopping.

Naruto walked into the village with relative ease. Jinta had told him to do the grocery shopping because he had the nagging feeling that they would be stopped if they went to the village. The guards at the gate had stopped Naruto, but he had shown them his residential notifications indicating that he lived in Konoha territory. Ururu had asked him to bring some rice, beef, vegetables, oolong tea, smelling salts, bath soaps, and many other essential items for their living.

A couple of ghosts in the village followed him as he went from store to store. But Naruto didn't mind. After all, you tend to get used to see through spirits following you around after seventy three years of life. One spirit was that of a young boy. He looked to be around twelve year year old boy. He had spiky brown hair and wore one of those weird metal plate things on his forehead. He was garbed in a grey turtle neck thing. The other man looked somewhat like the boy. He had long raven hair that was tied in a ponytail. He too was wearing a metal plate around his forehead. He wore a red vest/armor over a black undershirt. He looked very authoritative and commanding. If Naruto had to guess, the older man was some kind of leading figure in the village.

It seemed that where ever he went, the ghosts instinctively knew that he would be able to see them and they stuck to him like glue. Indeed, as he was buying some oolong tea, the older man leaned over his shoulder to see what he was buying. "Don't take that one, the taste is too bitter for the tastes of some. You should take the one next to it. It's less expensive, and much better tasting."

Naruto nodded and quickly changed his order. He couldn't thank the ghost out loud because then he would look insane in front of the other people, and he did not want to draw more attention to himself.

In an hour, he finished all of his shopping. His arms were laden with grocery bags, but it didn't bother him too much. Thanks to the torturous training that Ururu had put him through, his physical strength had grown tremendously. Who knew that the generally timid woman was such a monster in physical strength. Her kick was powerful enough to shatter five boulders at once. He didn't know why Jinta harassed her so much when she could probably break every bone in his body with a flick of her fingers.

Naruto decided to rest in a secluded grove for a bit. The two ghosts were still with him. They sat on boulders while Naruto sat in the shade between two trees.

"So, mind telling me what you're doing here?" Naruto asked in his classic lazy drawl.

The older man gave off a soft smile. "We think that you can help us."

A surprised look briefly flitted across his face. "Oh, and how can I do that?"

This time, it was the boy who spoke. "I only died last year, my grandfather has been dead for much longer than that. However, he has been looking for someone who could see him, and you are the first person to actually see him and talk to him. We think that you are the person who can help us cross over to the other side."

Naruto contemplated this for a long time. He knew that it was actually the shinigamis who did the soul burials for the souls to cross over to the other side. Actually, he was kind of worried. The older man's spirit had been wandering around for a long time without a burial. He could turn into a hollow soon. But Naruto didn't have his Zanpakuto yet, and he couldn't do the burial properly.

"Listen Ghost-san. Though I myself cannot help you, my brother and sister most certainly can. Follow me home so that they can properly send you to heaven." With that said, Naruto stood up and brushed the dust off of his clothing. He picked up his bags and indicated for the two spirits to follow him with a motion of his head.

The two ghosts looked at each other with hopeful gazes and sprinted after the boy.

Naruto's cottage was only about ten to fifteen minutes from the village. The walk was scenic and Naruto had to marvel at the beauty of Konoha.

One of the ghosts saw this. "It's beautiful isn't it?"

"Indeed it is sir. One could get lost in nature here. I wouldn't mind spending my days simply watching the clouds all day long. It would make me incredibly lazy though..."

The younger ghost chucked. "Grandfather, I think that he would make an excellent Nara."

"I was thinking the same thing! Yes, if only his hair was black. We don't have many blondes around here. My granddaughter, this boy's sister is blonde, and so was my daughter in-law. The only other blondes are part of the Yamanaka clan."

Naruto was listening to their conversation with interest. The layout of Konoha had fascinated him. Clans made up the "Noble" class of Konoha, though the larger the clan the more importance it had. "Ne, can you tell me your names please. I don't want to call you two Ghost-Sans anymore."

Both ghosts laughed at that. "Very well then laddie, my name is Senju Hashirama. I am the first Hokage of Konoha, as well as the co-founder of Konoha."

Ah, so Naruto was right. This guy was a leader.

"My name's Senju Nawaki. His grandson." The brunette piped up.

Naruto nodded to confirm that he had heard. "My name's Naruto, just Naruto."

"Well then, just Naruto, care to tell me, why out of the myriad of people in my village, only you were able to see us?" Hashirama inquired. He was quite curious actually.

Naruto pondered on this for a while. He was sure that some people in the village must have seen them although, chakra was the opposite of reiatsu, so it was highly likely that the shinobi wouldn't have. "Hmm, how do I put this delicately? I believe the reason why I can see you is partially because, I am not human."

Their reaction was priceless. The duo stopped in their tracks to look at the boy in front of them who in turn spun on his heel to stare at them with a most amused expression on his face. "What? Don't you believe me?" Naruto asked innocently.

"Of course we don't believe you! You look exactly like us! How can you not be human for crying out loud?" Nawaki shouted.

Naruto chuckled at the boy's outburst. "Well kid," Nawaki bristled at that. "I'm actually what you folk like to call...Shinigami. And to tell you the truth, I'm even older than you are, Hashirama-san."

The ex-shinobi's eyes widened. "Shingami...that's...that's...insane!" Hashirama whispered.

"Is it really though?" Naruto retorted. "There are humans in this world. Where exactly do they go after they die? They go to my realm, Soul Society. It's where you'll be going soon too." Even though Naruto had lived all but five months in the human world, he still felt as though Soul Society was his true home.

Nawaki still couldn't believe it. "Hey! What do you mean you're older than grandfather! You look to be around my age!"

"Kid, I meant it. I'm seventy nine years old. Now if your grandfather was still alive today, he would be older than me, but he looks to be around fifty five or so when he died. So, I am older than him." Naruto replied to the still incredulous Nawaki.

"Seventy nine...holy Kami. That's so cool!" Wow, that kid sure catches on quickly.

"Yep, in fact, I saw the way this village changed. You did a really good job along with that other man in creating this place, Hashirama-san."

Hashirama looked at the boy with unconcealed awe. Here was a real live shinigami...absolutely amazing. "Huh? Oh...thanks, I think."

Naruto just laughed at the man's face. But his laughter soon stopped when he felt something. The ghosts noticed his sudden change. "Is everything alright, Naruto-kun?"

"I'm not so sure sir..." Naruto cringed. The bags in his hands seem to grow heavier. There it was again...that same feeling...but stronger...much much stronger. He had to get to the house, and quickly. To do so, he had to utilize Shunpo. "Um guys, do you think you can latch on to my back somehow. I'm going to get us to my home quickly."

Hashirama and Nawaki shrugged and grabbed on to a part of Naruto's shirt. Surprisingly, they found that they could touch him.

"Hold on tight!" Naruto yelled. And they found out why. Naruto was moving at breakneck speeds towards the direction of his house.

Something's coming this way...I just don't know what. Naruto thought as he raced past trees and ducked under branches.

Meanwhile, fifty miles from Konoha, Ururu and Jinta were not enjoying themselves. Hollows had been sighted all along this area, and they were slowly eating the soul of every spirit that they could find. Having no choice but to stop it, they had to fight against the hollows. So far, they were doing pretty well considering they were outnumbered.

"Ururu! To your right!" Jinta cried out as he slashed away at another hollow.

"Thanks Jinta! Shit!" The hollow swung at her. A menos. She thought. A menos was a hollow that absorbed hundreds of more hollows. There were three levels to a menos. First was a Gillian, or a Menos Grande. They were the weakest type of Menos, yet they could prove troublesome for someone that was of Lieutenant level. After that came Adjuchas. They weren't as large in number as the Gillians, but they were stronger and smarter. Finally, the last level was Vasto Lorde. These were the rarest and strongest type of menos. Their power was even higher than that of a captain.

"Hikari no Tate, Mikazuki!" (Shield of light, crescent moon). Ururu's yell echoed in the empty sky. A large burst of light engulfed Ururu. Now this shield did not simply protect her, it was also an offensive attack as well. Anything that touched the light other than herself and those she willed to protect, was disintegrated as soon as it came in contact with it. The menos disappeared in thousands of reishi particles.

Jinta was having some better luck than Ururu at the moment. He didn't rely too much on his Zanpakuto, which was called Kurayami. (Darkness). However now was probably the best time to use it. Jinta's Zanpakuto was meant for large scale attacks rather than small ones. "Ururu, move out of the way, I'm using it!" Ururu instantly came to Jinta's side and pressed her back against his so she could fend off attacks from that side.

"Alright my hollow friends, it's time to show you what exactly Hanakari Jinta is made out of!" He drew his blade out of his sheath. It was black and large and shaped like a scythe. Nothing else. "Shinshoku to Hakai, Kurayami." (Encroach and Destroy, Darkness) The red head muttered. Instantly, the world turned pitch black for the hollows. There was no light anywhere. There was no escape. There was only a large abyss that was filled with darkness. Slowly, the darkness crept closer and closer to them, surrounding them. It was choking them. They couldn't move, they couldn't breathe, they couldn't do anything. It was maddening.

Jinta smirked from the outside of his creation. At least twenty hollows were trapped inside of the darkness. He whispered one more word. "Hahen" (Shatter). The darkness erupted into millions of pieces, and the hollows were gone. Jinta's smirk vanished though. He turned around to look at Ururu. She too had a frown on her face. They both looked at the sky. A large gash appeared in the blue surface.

"Fuck!" The both of them yelled at the same time. They knew what was going to happen next. And true to their thoughts, at least thirty more hollows came out.

The two of them gulped. They were strong yes, but their stamina was running out. So far, they had killed about thirty hollow a piece, and there were so many more coming. And these hollows were not ordinary ones, they were all Gillians. Before, they would only encounter one or two, which was fine. But each Gillian was pretty strong, as strong as a lieutenant. There was no way they could take on all of them at once.

One of the Gillians advanced on Ururu. But she was ready for it. "Kagayaku, Mikazuki!" The Menos Grande was blinded by the light of her Zanpakuto, but that didn't deter him from still coming closer and closer to her. She shunpoed back a couple meters. "Jinta! What do we do?"

His answer was instantaneous. "Use Hado and Bakudo. It's one of our only chances!"

She nodded. Ururu and Jinta were skilled Kido users, as they had once studied with Tessai, the Grand Kido Master. "Hado no yon: Byakurai!" (Way of destruction number four: White Lightning) A beam of lightning shot of of her hand and pierced the hollow right above the gaping hole in it's chest. The hollow growled in pain as it collapsed. However, within seconds it recuperated.

"Damn it Ururu! You can't use the lower levels against these guys! Let me do it! Hado no Rokujuusan: Raikoho!" (Way of Destruction number 63: Thunder Roar Sear (Literal translation not Viz). This time, an orb of golden reiatsu formed in Jinta's hand. He fired it directly at the Menos Grande with a great burst of spiritual energy. The menos was killed instantaneously.

"And that..." Jinta said while panting, "Is how you do it."

Ururu shook her head in exasperation. "That takes too much reiatsu, Jinta, that's why we don't do it. But seriously, how the hell are we supposed to kill these hollows?"

Jinta sighed when more hollows convulsed on them. "I'm not too sure, Ururu. But if we don't make it, then Naruto will be left alone. We have to fight for him, for us, and for our home. So draw your Zanpakuto and we'll kill as many of these bitches as we can." He drew Kurayami in his hands once more. "Okay Yami-kun, don't fail me now. Let's go get 'em!" He took a deep breath. This was the most he had fought since Naruto had come to them, and though he would never admit it, his body wasn't in the same shape it was when he was a shinigami. Assuming he survived this, he would start training rigorously. "Sanpu: Kurayami" (Scatter: Darkness) "Ururu, now!"

"Hai! Momoku: Mikazuki!" (Blind: Crescent Moon!) The two opposing forces of darkness and light worked in harmony with each other. The light was meant to confuse the hollows while the darkness would eradicate them. Jinta and Ururu were the perfect tag team, and Kisuke had only brought out their potential even more. They were probably lieutenant level or so by now.

"One shot Jinta. We had one shot and we used it." Ururu told the red headed man. The hollows were gone for now.

"I know Ururu, we got those suckers good didn't we?" Jinta sat down in midair. He was exhausted from the battle. Killing so many hollows-Menos Grande to be exact was a tiring prospect. He knew that the only chance that they had to kill all of them was to use their Zanpakutos together.

He knew that they had to get out of there soon, because Seireitei would know doubt be alerted to the presence of so many hollows in the real world. Unbeknownst to them though, one person was currently scrutinizing their very actions.

Soul Society: Undisclosed location

"Aizen-sama! The Menos Grandes are gone!" A person yelled, disturbing Aizen Sosuke's tea time. Said man was currently in front of a screen, and he had just seen everything that had transpired. So Ururu and Jinta were alive eh? This time he would make sure that they died. Aizen was a cruel man, who idly sent out hollows into the real world for his own personal pleasure. He was the vice-captain of the Fifth Division under Hirako Shinji, yet he was building his own force of shinigami and hollow alike so that he could destroy Soul Society and Seireitei forever.

"What do you propose we do, Aizen-san?" A teasing voice asked from his side. Aizen turned to look at the owner of the voice. Ichimaru Gin, member of the Third Division under Kurosaki Ishhin, had his feet propped up on the table, with a cup of tea in his left hand. That perpetual creepy grin adorned his face.

"Hn? Let them be for now. In due time, they along with the entire Gotei 13 will die. We will be the rulers of the universe, Gin. Remember that. Come, we must depart to Hueco Mundo very soon."

Gin snorted. Aizen wouldn't let anyone but himself rule. Gin and Tosen were just his subordinates, they were expendable according to Aizen's ideology. He never truly cared for any of them, never has, never will. But he stood up anyway, and followed Aizen out of the room, cup of tea still in hand.

Soul Society: Captain's Meeting Room

"It seems as though the danger of the hollows has passed." Genryuusai told the other captains who sighed in relief. He of course, knew all about Ururu and Jinta and obviously about Naruto. The amount of hollows in the real world astounded him profoundly though. Before he could send out any forces, they had disappeared. It was very unnatural, like an outside force was controlling them. Yamamoto was slightly nervous that the hollows were so close to Naruto, yet he had faith that Ururu and Jinta would take care of it. He knew that real reason why they were presumed dead, and he would have helped Yoruichi hide them should she have asked him.

Kurosaki Isshin eyed his Supreme-Commander with wary eyes. He couldn't help but notice how interested the old man had become with matters concerning the real world. Now Isshin was a very talented shinigami, one who was capable of identifying reiatsu from very far away. And the reiatsu that he thought he felt-well the owners of it were supposed to be dead. He couldn't go to the real world because it would look very suspicious, but Ichigo surely could.

"Sou-Taicho, if I may speak." Isshin looked up at the old man.

Yamamoto's gaze was drawn to the captain of the third division. "Nani, Kurosaki-san?"

"Sir, if I may be so bold as to suggest that perhaps it would be prudent if someone-perhaps a lieutenant goes into the real world to check if everything is all right." Isshin suggested.

Yamamoto thought this over for some time. "Hmmm, your suggestion does come with merit I suppose. Yes, that would be good. Your vice-captain will be up to this job, right Isshin?"

Ishhin nodded. "Yes, Ichigo will go. He does not need assistance for the most part. He will be fine."

Kisuke and Yoruichi gave each other nervous looks that didn't go unnoticed by Yamamoto. That's right, the hollows were close to where their son lived. They had every right to be concerned. But Yamamoto secretly hoped that a hollow was still loose and he would be drawn to Naruto's reiatsu. He wanted to see the boy in action. Now Yamamoto was not a cruel devious person, yet he knew talent where he saw it. It was why he took Juushiro and Shinsui as his disciples. They had tremendous potential, as does Naruto. He wanted the future generation of shinigami to be led by a strong person, and deep down, he had the gut feeling that Naruto would be it.

"Alright then, send the boy out immediately to scout the area for any potential lingering threats." Yamamoto ordered.

"Hai!" Isshin vanished to let Ichigo know that he had an assignment to complete.

"The rest of you are dismissed as well, though Kisuke-san, Yoruichi-san, stay behind for a moment. There was a discrepancy in the report that you filed a week ago." Yamamoto said. Kisuke and Yoruichi looked at each other in confusion before shrugging.

The captains disappeared fairly quickly. Retsu cast her friend a comforting glance before leaving.

Yamamoto stared at two of his best captains before sighing. "Listen, there was nothing wrong with the reports that you filed. I'm here to talk to you about a more...personal matter."

Apprehension grew upon the two best friends/almost lovers/parents. "Excuse me, Sou-Taicho, I'm afraid I do not understand." Kisuke told the wizened man cautiously.

"Hn, are you sure that you don't? You're supposed to be a genius, boy. Use that knowledgeable brain of yours and think." Was the captain's retort.

Personal matters...personal matters...hollows appearing close to Naruto...personal matters...Naruto...Naruto...Naruto..."Naruto." Kisuke breathed out. Crap, the commander knew about his...their son.

Yoruichi gasped and then cursed herself for allowing such emotion to escape. She looked up to meet the impassive gaze of the creator of the Gotei-13.

"I know about your son, Yoruichi-san." Was all the old man said. "I know all about Shihoin-Urahara Naruto. The boy is quite impressive if I do say so myself. And before you speak, know this, I am not going to punish the both of you for anything.

She let out a sigh of relief that quickly turned into something else. Kisuke's eyes hardened, though his bangs covered his eyes again. "Then why tell us now sir? For what purpose?" Their commander had never spoken to them so personally, and there was an underlying motive here somewhere.

Yamamoto chuckled .He heard the suspicion in Kisuke's voice. Why did everyone think that he was such a bad old man that he would take advantage of two parents trying to protect their son. "It's rather simple. I want Naruto to live in Soul Society, where he truly belongs. I also want Ururu-chan and Jinta-chan to return as well."

Yoruichi tensed. How had the old man known about those two? It was supposed to be a secret that only a select few knew about.

As if to answer her unasked question, the man spoke. "Eighty years ago, I sensed a reiatsu-a very powerful reiatsu growing deep inside of your womb. I figured out who the father was because the child's reiatsu was the combined product of both of yours. Seventy nine years ago, you opened the Senkaimon along with Unohana Retsu and Shiba Kukaku to deliver your child to Jinta and Ururu. If I had wanted to punish you, Yoruichi, I would have done so already. However your son's potential is enormous, and I really don't feel like punishing two of my most powerful captains."

Kisuke frowned at the man's explanation. "So you're saying that you want to use our son for Seiretei's benefit?"

Yamamoto sighed again. He was not a cruel man! "No! I don't want to use your son, Kisuke. I want him to return home and be trained like a true shinigami. I have a feeling about him, and I know that he's going to be something great one day. Listen, think what you want, but I'm trying to reunite a family here."

Kisuke relaxed slightly. "So our son, you want him to become a full fledged Shinigami then?"

"That's what I said isn't it?" Yamamoto stroked his beard. "Yoruichi-san, Kisuke-san, I know that you are trying to protect your child from Soul Society-mainly the Shihoin Clan. Had you asked me before, I would have helped you hide the boy, or I would have trained him myself. I knew both of your fathers very well, and I came to think of them as my own. It was your father's wish Kisuke, that should anything happen to him, I would be the one to raise you. However the Shihoin Clan beat me to it. Now I hope that you two can understand why I want Naruto to come home. I need a kid to pamper."

Yoruichi and Kisuke were rendered speechless by the old man's confession. His eyes, they were now open and they held no deceit in them whatsoever. He was telling the truth. He wanted to treat Naruto like a grandson or something. He wanted to train the boy? Was this the same man who had once threatened Kisuke with exile if he didn't stop those experiments? Life made no sense sometimes.

"Yamamoto-taicho, are you serious?" Yoruichi had to make sure.

"Indeed I am, Yoruichi, indeed I am. Naruto needs this, to come back. He needs his parents. He needs to learn the arts properly. And I'm sure that the two of you want your son as well."

The two captains pondered his words. "When do you need him to come back?" Kisuke finally asked resignedly. Yoruichi sighed inwardly. There was no getting out of this.

Yamamoto's lips curved upward in a smile. "When he turns 100."

They nodded. It still gave them twenty one years to prepare for their son's arrival.

Speaking of said son, the boy had reached his home.

"Nee-san! Nii-san! Where are you guys?" He called frantically. Hashirama and Nawaki slid off of his back to observe their surroundings. They were in the outskirts of Konoha in a secluded area. Woods surrounded every part of the area. For the Mokuton user, it was like a dream come true. His house looked like something in a fairytale. Konoha should have been settled here. The two ghosts envied the boy. Such peace, such quiet.

Naruto was terrified. What was this feeling? He felt smothered, like he couldn't breathe. Didn't those two feel it as well? Was he the only one? Where were Ururu and Jinta when you needed them the most?

"Oi, you two, stick close to me!" Naruto commanded.

The grandfather and grandson heard the seriousness in the shingami's tone. They scooted closer to him and froze. They felt paralyzed-in fear or in something else, they didn't know. Naruto saw their facial expressions. "So you feel that as well?"

"Wh..wh...what is that?" Nawaki shook in his shinobi sandals. He had never felt this sensation before, not even when Tsunade went into one of her mad rages. He scampered behind Naruto and clung on to the smaller boy's shoulder like it was his life line.

"I'm not too sure my self, Nawaki-san." Naruto admitted, tensing. The pressure was getting closer and closer. It felt like it was only a mile away or so. Then Naruto understood. What he felt, it was spiritual energy, reiatsu.

BOOM

CRASH

THUD

Naruto and his two companions whirled around. Trees were destroyed, animals crushed. Naruto and his companions whirled around. Naruto saw it first. A large...thing. It had a gaping hole in it's chest. The thing, for there was no other way to describe it, had on a mask. It was like one of those masks that they would sell in a festival, but more feral. Its body was huge-taller than any building in Konoha. Naruto gulped, he knew what that was now.

The two Senjus gaped at the monster. They had never seen anything like it. To Hashirama, even the Kyuubi hadn't scared him more than this thing.

"Nanda arewa?" Nawaki yelled.

"It's a hollow." Naruto told the boy in his best calm voice.

"Hollow?" The Senju Clan Head repeated

"Hai, I don't have time to explain what they are in detail, but know this much: these vile beings prey on the sould of the dead and living alike. We are all in danger." The blonde stated grimly.

Hashirama grimaced. He had always envisioned death to be peaceful-a white light or something. He certainly didn't expect to roam around the land he had created for decades then 'die' being eaten by some monster thing. Nor did he expect to meet a real live shinigami (Ironic much) by the name of 'fishcake'.

Naruto had no idea on how take on a hollow. Ururu and Jinta had told him that when they encountered a hollow, tehy would either use Kido or their sowrds. But Naruto did not have a Zanpakuto. He could only utilize Kido. It was the only chance that he had.

"You two, stay clear of here. I'll try to take this thing out." Naruto commanded.

The two were more than happy to comply with the man/boy's demands. They scampered as far away as they could from the area. The hollow, sensing that his food had moved, tried to follow them, but was stopped by a large rock that was thrown at his head.

"Argh!" The hollow grunted and turned to look at the insolent whelp who had thrown the rock.

"Oi fat ass! Yeah, that's right! It's me that you want! Not them! So come and get me!" Naruto taunted. In hidsight, that might not have been the smartest thing to do, but it worked because the hollow came right after Naruto.

"Bakudo no Ichi: Sai!" (Way of binding number one: Restrain) The hollow's arms were bound behind its back. The more it tried to move, the more frustrated it grew based on the crescendo of it's growls. But Naruto's bakudo was pretty strong. It held out well. Naruto quickly shunpoed behind the hollow and touched part of his mask. The hollow sung wildly about trying to dislodge the boy.

"Hado no Juu-ichi: Tsuzuri Raiden!" (Way of Destruction number 11: Bound Lightning) An electric current shot out of Naruto's palms and into the hollow. The effect was instantanous. The hollow vanished in thousands of particles.

Naruto descended to the ground, panting slightly. The Senjus came out of their hiding places with their mouth's open.

"That was bloody brilliant!" Nawaki shouted in Naruto's ear.

Naruto blushed, and rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "Oh that? That was nothing!" He told them in a very Kisuke-esque manor.

All of a sudden, the sky split. Out of the sky, popped out a very large, very grotesque being. Naruto trembled. This thing's reiatsu was so much more volatile than the other hollow's had been. In seventy three years, he had never once seen a hollow, so then why now of all times, did two have to appear when his brother and sister weren't even around?

"Um guys, I think you might want to hide again. We have a big problem." Naruto whispered. If the ghosts could, they would have shit themselves right now.

An Adjuchas had appeared.

Kurosaki Ichigo was impulsive by nature, willing to help out anyone who he thought needed his help. He grew stronger for the soul reason of protecting his precious people. So one may ask the question of why he didn't come to the small boy's rescue as he was observing this.

Oh yes, Ichigo saw how Naruto had taken down this hollow. He had sensed that a couple of strays were around somewhere, and was led to a spacious homey cottage in an area without population. Then he had seen a boy, who he had only seen from the back, talking to two ghosts, telling them to stay clear. He had only encountered a couple humans who could talk or see ghosts. His jaw had nearly touched the floor when he saw the boy performing bakudo and hado spells. His head had nearly split open when the boy had turned his way because the boy had an uncanny resemblance to his uncle Kisuke.

And now the Adjuchas had appeared. The boy looked so frightened, however on closer inspection, one may find a golden glint in the boy's stromy eyes. He wasn't going to go down without a fight.

And now this leads us to the question of a lifetime: What exactly will Kurosaki Ichigo do? Will he help the boy? Let him suffer? Let him suffer then help the boy? Help the boy then let him suffer?

For now he would watch and see, then he would decide.

The Senjus stared at the fishcake for sometime from their hiding spot. It seemed as though him and the hollow were having a staring contest of some sort. But they could feel the power resonating off of the being. It was at least a hundred times more potent than that other hollow. If one were to compare the two, the former would have been a 'small fly'.

Naruto's mind was in overdrive. He was truly his father's son and was calculating hundreds of battle plans in his head. All of them ended in him getting seriously injured or dead. His best scenario was to hold off until Jinta and Ururu came back.

Before he could move though, the Adjuchas swiped a large hand at Naruto casuing him to crash into the multitude of trees behind him. Naruto stood up shakily. He felt a warm liquid descending down from his aching head. He looked up only to find that the hollow was going to strike again. Naruto's vision was blurry, and he couldn't see properly, yet he still managed to shunpo out of the way.

"KUSO!" The blonde yelled. He had blood spurting out of a nasty gash on his forehead. "KUSO KUSO!" He dodged more and more attack from the Menos. He couldn't possibly win with his limited repertoire of spells.

Spells. He could do the high level ones with the incantation. But how could he possibly have enough time to say all of it? The menos was too fast for him, and he could easily kill him. Naruto had to distract the adjuchas so that he could say the spell. The only question was how to do so...

Bakudo...the way of binding. Today would be the real test of his prowess with Kido spells. Jinta and Ururu had one day found his immersed in a book of Kido spells that he had discovered in the house. He was fascinated by them. But they had taken the book away before he could fully memorize the upper level ones. However, he had written down a few.

Naruto took a deep breath. He felt the reiatsu flowing through his body. It was visible to Ichigo, and it felt very familiar to the man as well. Naruto took another steadying breath. "Bakudo no ichi: Sai!" That binding spell did nothing to the second level of Menos. It only restrained the thing slightly. Ichigo wondered if he was trying to do the same attack as he had against the weaker hollow again. But then he saw the smirk of the boy. No, that kid wasn't stupid. He was only testing the waters.

"So it's of no use eh? Then how about this?" Naruto raised his palm out to the hollow, then made it into a fist. "Bakudo no roku-juu-san: Sajo Sabaku!" (Way of binding number 63: Locking bondage stripes) A thick yellow covered the adjuchas from the torso up, effectively disabling him. But Naruto knew that he could easily escape from that. He had to act fast. His stamina was drained and he had to act fast.

Ichigo watched in wonder as the Kisuke clone readied himself. That bakudo was a pretty powerful one, and by this time he had realized that the kid wasn't a human at all. No human knew the shinigami arts, and those that did were dead. So where did the kid learn this from?

Naruto pointed his middle and index fingers on his right hand at the hollow. "Chiniku no kamen, banshō, habataki, hito no na o kansu mono yo! Sôka no kabe ni sôren o kizamu, taika no fuchi o enten ni te matsu!" Hado no nana-juu-san: Soren Sokatsui" (Ye lord! Mask of blood and flesh, all creation, flutter of wings, ye who bears the name of Man! On the wall of blue flame, inscribe a twin lotus. In the abyss of conflagration, wait at the far heavens. Way of Binding number 73: Twin Lotus Blue Fire Crash down!) Blue spiritual energy shot out of his outstretched fingers and hit the adjuchas right over the hole in it's chest.

The adjuchas was unable to move because of the previous bakudo spell and howled in pain. Ichigo watched the kid in awe. He had used two high level Kido spells in configuration with each other. That was something that was difficult for many ordinary shinigami. This kid didn't even have his Zanpakuto yet, and he was already this powerful. What exactly was he doing on earth? He would ask questions later. The kid needed help.

Naruto collapsed, panting hard on the ground. That wasn't an easy task and it had taken a lot out of him. The hollow thing looked to be severly injured, but Naruto didn't know if it was enough. The last thing he saw before falling into a deep fitful rest was an orange haired man in billowing black robes slicing the Adjuchas in two. He also saw the two Senjus make their way over to him, their see through faces conerned. Then all was black.

Ururu and Jinta felt Naruto's reiatsu from miles away. They also felt the reiatsu of hollows. How had those escaped them? Shit, and was that the reiatsu of a shinigami? It took them a few more minutes to reach their home.

The damage was considerable. By some miracle, no humans had come to investigate and the house hadn't been destroyed as well. But Naruto was no where in sight.

"NARUTO!" Jinta yelled as loud as he could. "NARUTO!"

Ururu and Jinta ran into the house only to freeze in their tracks. There, in their living room sat Kurosaki Ichigo with an unconscious Naruto on his lap. Ichigo was staring at the two of them wide eyed, like he couldn't believe it.

"Jinta-san, Ururu-san?" Ichigo whispered.

Jinta cursed inwardly. Of all of the people that he had to meet today, it had to be Ichigo, the boy who had trusted him more than anything.

"Ichigo-kun?" Ururu asked tentatively.

"But your...your supposed to be dead! Yoruichi-baa-san said so herself! And so did dad and Kisuke-jii-san! What the hell!" The man shouted at his two elders. Naruto still wasn't awake.

The raven and the red head stared at their brother before looking Ichigo full in the face.

"Ichigo-kun, Yoruichi-sama faked our deaths." Jinta told the man bluntly.

Ichigo gaped. "Huh? But why? You...we...were...I mean..."

"That story is for another time. But tell us this, why are you here?" Ururu asked, her eyes still trained on Naruto's limp figure.

Ichigo still couldn't believe that those two were still alive. It was absurd. "Oh...um...well apparently dad wanted me to check out the hollows in the human world. I'm assuming it was you two who killed all of them in the first place. Dad wanted me to make sure that none of them were still around. But one was. And it attacked this little guy here. Then another...this time an adjuchas came out of the sky and went after him as well."

Ururu and Jinta gasped. They had left Naruto all alone, so that he could fend for himself when two hollows attacked. Hell, he didn't even know what hollows looked like. "And...were you watching the fight?" Jinta demanded.

Ichigo heard the tension in the older man's voice. "Yes, yes I was. Before you criticize me for not helping him, you should know that he took out the first hollow fine. He had two spirits with him, and I'm guessing those, coupled with the kid's reiatsu attracted the hollow to him. He used a simple bakudo to bind the hollow, then he used a hado to destroy it. The second one...it was an adjuchas."

Ururu paled. Jinta looked like he could murder someone. Ichigo looked down guiltily. It was true that if he had interfered, the kid wouldn't have been so banged up.

"What...what did Naruto do?" Ururu came over and took the boy into her own lap, gently stroking his blood soaked hair and face. Never before had Ichigo seen the woman so full of emotion.

"He used the same strategy that he defeated the weaker hollow with, more kido spells. But the spells that he used...boy, I don't know what you've been teaching him. He used Bakudo no 63 and then Hado no 73 all in quick succession. That's why he was so weak. It took a lot of reiatsu out of him by the looks of it. Plus he was thrown into trees, hence the injuries to his head."

Jinta grabbed Ichigo by the front of his robe. "You're a lieutenant, a damn strong one! Then why couldn't you have taken the menos out by yourself?"

Ichigo frowned and pulled himself out of the older man's grip. "Because I wanted to see what the kid would do okay? Clearly he's not human, I mean any shinigami can tell that he himself is a shinigami. The kid knows this, and is damn talented with Kido. So before you get all worked up, you will tell me exactly who he is!" His chocolate brown eyes flashed and Jinta let out a sigh.

Ururu gently put her hand on Jinta's shoulder. It was a sign meant to restrain him from doing anything rash. She spoke softly from Ichigo's side. "The boy, is our younger brother, not by blood or anything, but a younger brother nonetheless. Clearly you haven't been told anything about him by Yoruichi-sama or Kisuke-san. But I'm sure you've noted the resemblance between the two."

Ichigo nodded hesitantly, not sure if Ururu was going to say what he thought she was going to say. "The boy's full name is Urahara-Shihoin Naruto." Ururu finished quite dramatically, her voice an ethereal whisper.

The orange haired man was rendered speechless. Holy mother of Kami. His surrogate uncle and aunt had produced a kid. A blonde whiskered kid who's name was fishcake. Not that Ichigo could comment on names though. He was a strawberry after all. But still. I mean, it's not every day you learn that two people who are supposed to be dead are alive and live in the real world. And that those two same people faked their deaths and their surrogate aunt helped them. And that the surrogate aunt and uncle had a kid.

"Bu...bu...but how?" Ichigo spluttered.

"Well, when two people love each other very much, the man puts his..."

"NO! I know how, but...I mean...when?" He flushed a deep red.

Jinta sighed. "Yoruichi-sama came to us seventy nine years ago with this little bundle of joy. See, look, there's a Shihoin medallion around his neck." Ichigo did indeed see it now.

"She told us to look after him like we were his brother and sister. And we trained him, bit by bit, in our ways. He didn't actually know that he was a shinigami until about twenty three years ago, but still. He's a damn genius too, just like Kisuke-san. However, he doesn't know who his parents are yet. All he knows is that their captains. He's a natural at Kido spells, just like Yoruichi-sama. In fact, we never taught him the Kidos that you mentioned, but I think he just picked them up from that book we have." Jinta finished.

"Wait...there's a book on Kido?" Ichigo asked him incredulously.

"Yep, Tessai-san gave it to us as a gift. He's one of the few people who knows where we are. I don't think he knows about Naruto though, but then again, the less who know the better." Ururu answered him. She dropped a kiss on the boy's still form. "Jinta...he should have woken up by now. This isn't exhaustion, is it?"

Ichigo studied the boy for some time, noting the obvious similarities between him and Kisuke. For some reason, Ichigo saw himself reflected in the boy as well. Then he grinned. If indeed that was true, then he knew what was wrong with the kid.

"Don't worry, Naruto will be fine. Just leave him alone for some time." Ichigo told the worried pair.

"What do you mean?" Ururu asked the lieutenant.

"Let's just say that he's on his way to becoming a true shinigami." Ichigo replied cryptically.

The raven and the red head understood immediately. They both had identical smiles on their faces. That time had finally come.

Ichigo stood up. "Well, I've overstayed my welcome here. If Naruto asks, just tell him I'm Ichigo aniki. That will be fine. I've always wanted a little brother anyway. Oh, and also tell him that the two spirits have been given a proper soul burial. They should be in rukongai by now."

Ururu and Jinta nodded. "Ichigo...we're sorry...for everything. We should have told you...and it's just...we used to be really close..." Jinta told the man lamely. Ichigo waved him off. "It's fine. We all thought that you were dead, and I'm sure that there was a good reason for why you had to fake your own deaths. It must have been hard, leaving everything. Heck, you two were lieutenant material the last I heard. And now...but hey, life happens. I really should get going. I stayed out too long for a simple recon mission, they might become suspicious. I'm sure that we'll meet again. I might even come visit sometime."

Ururu gave Ichigo a sisterly hug. "Just don't tell too many people about us." She whispered in his ear. He squeezed her in response.

"Ja-ne!" Ichigo shunpoed out the room, before the two of them could react. Jinta shook his head. "Man, he hasn't changed one bit."

The two moved Naruto to his room and watched his chest rise and fall with every breath that he took. Even in sleep, his bangs covered his now closed eyes.

"Let him rest. He's gone through a lot today." Jinta softly said, kissing Ururu's temple. She blushed at the action. Even Jinta seemed surprised at what he had done. The two quietly made their way out of Naruto's room, leaving him in his own world.

Naruto's mindscape:

Naruto blearily opened his eyes. It felt like he had taken a ton of bricks and dropped them on his own head. He had a throbbing pain in his forehead. "Where am I?" He asked himself sleepily.

This is your own mind.

Naruto jolted to a standing position. That voice, it sounded exactly like his own. He looked around. What was this place? It didn't look like anything he had ever seen before. He was standing on an island, a very secluded island. It was barren, no one...nothing, not even a palm tree was on it. The sky, it looked like it was going to rain any second now. All he could see for miles and miles was water. But the water, it wasn't blue, it was golden. Golden water? He had a messed up mind.

Your mind isn't messed up as you call it, this is simply your true self.

Naruto jumped. This voice...his voice...could hear his thoughts?

Well of course, I am you after all...your conscience to be exact.

Okay, now that was just freaky. So his conscience was here, obviously, this was his own mind after all. But what was with the water, and this island?

Subconsciously, you isolate yourself from everyone else, hence the island. And as to why the water is golden, well because you are a pure soul. The water is the very reflection of your soul. Look into it, and you shall see.

Naruto hesitated, but looked into the water just as the conscience had told him to.

To his immense surprise, it wasn't his reflection in the mirror, but it was of someone else. The person staring back at him had reddish-blonde hair. His face was angular, and very handsome. The odd part was, he still had three whisker marks on each cheek. His eyes were slitted, like that of a cat, and golden, like the water. Naruto stared at the man in awe. Indeed he was man, there was no boyish fat on the man's face.

"So you've come." The reflection said. "It's only taken you seventy nine years."

Naruto was not easily angered, but the reflection's voice sounded mocking, and it was something he didn't like. "Hey! I only found out what I was twenty nine years ago!" He retorted.

"Ha! Do you think that matters? I've been with you for your entire life, and that's the excuse you give? Come now...you must have felt it, ever since you were born, that you were different. Based on the humans that you saw as a kid, you never thought that you were the same as them. You've always imagined yourself to be different from them."

Naruto pondered what the reflection had said. It was true. When he was younger, he was forbidden from going into the village, but he himself had no will to fraternize with the humans in the first place. Naruto hated crowds because he felt like he could never fit in.

"Who are you?" He asked after some time.

The reflection chuckled. "You know my name, It's..."

Naruto blinked. He saw the man's mouth move, but no sound came out. "Excuse me, could you repeat that?"

The reflection sighed, his shoulders slumping. "I guess it's too early for that. But no worries, soon, we will meet each other for real."

Naruto stared at the man in confusion. But the more he looked into those golden eyes, the more he was reminded of something...or someone. "You...you're me...aren't you? I mean...my powers...my soul...you're my Zanpakuto!" He shouted in realization.

The reflection's eyes widened. The kid sure caught on quickly. "You bet I am. You can't hear my name yet because you aren't ready. Soon...the time will come Naruto. That's all I can say. However I think that our time is up. You should be waking soon. Remember, should you ever need me, just close your eyes and envision this place. It is your mind after all."

Naruto nodded and watched as his inner mind faded away.

Slowly, he came back to the real world.

My room. He thought. It was then that all the flashbacks hit him in one go. Him meeting the ghosts, him trying to protect them, him fighting the hollows. Him crashing into trees, and him seeing that orange haired man. He even remembered someone talking about him while someone was stroking his hair. It felt nice, real nice. Then there was someone telling Ururu and Jinta that Naruto could call him 'Ichigo-aniki." But two names stuck out to him. Try as he might, he couldn't figure out why they seemed so familiar.

Urahara Kisuke and Shihoin Yoruichi, who were they, and why did he feel as though he had known them forever?

Seireitei

Ichigo sighed as he exited the commander's office. So Yamamoto had known about all of this.

He walked back to his family house slowly, occasionally acknowledging the people who recognized him in the street. The Kurosaki Clan was not a large noble clan, but it had the same respect that the Urahara Clan had once commanded. The two clan's had a common ancestor somewhere.

He trudged up to his father's quarters wearily. He wasn't exhausted, but the information he had received today was quite a bit to wrap his head around.

Without knocking, he entered his father's room to see the captain of the third division sprawled on the bed, clutching a picture of his deceased wife close to his heart. Ichigo winced. Today was his mother's birthday. But she was dead, killed in an attack orchestrated by a rouge shinigami.

Kurosaki Masaki had been an excellent lieutenant under Kyoraku Shinsui. But all it had taken was on fatal blow to the jugular to end her life. Isshin had been absolutely devastated.

Ichigo gently shook his father awake. Isshin jumped up, still holding the picture of Masaki. It took him a moment to become oriented with his surroundings. Isshin cursed his carelessness. His son had seen him when he really didn't want to be seen like this. He was about to reprimand Ichigo, but stopped at seeing the grim expression on his eldest son's face.

"I'm assuming that the recon was fine?" Isshin asked tentatively.

"That was fine, it was what I found that was strange." Ichigo lazily stretched out. He had to tell his family about Naruto and the others.

Isshin's curiosity had been spiked. "Oh, and what exactly did you find?"

"I'm going to go get Karin and Yuzu, then I'll tell you." Ichigo replied. He left without another word

Wouldn't Isshin be surprised to know that he had a kawaii little nephew running around the real world...

Half an hour later: Kisuke's Chambers

Kisuke was pacing around his room, no it was more like shunpo-ing around his room much to Yoruichi's displeasure. They needed to know if Naruto was safe from the hollow attacks.

A knock on the door interrupted his 'pacing'. He stared at the door like he didn't know it existed. Yoruichi frowned. "I'll get it." She walked up and pulled the oak door open.

There in front of her stood a very irate Kurosaki Isshin along with his family. Kisuke came up beside her and scrutinized the angry expression on his friend's face.

"Isshin...Ichigo-kun, Yuzu-chan, Karin-chan...nani?"

"Cut the crap, Kisuke. Now tell me why you didn't name me Naruto's godfather yet..."

Owari! Yosh...so how'd you like that? As you might be able to tell, this has more to do with Bleach than Naruto. (Not the character, the name of the...well you get it) All parings will be from bleach, and no harems. Sorry, I don't feel like having him with a billion women all of a sudden. So Naruto is not overpowered or anything, he's just...Naruto...without the retardedness that Kishimoto portrays him to have. Next chapter will probably be about his Zanpakuto-which is of my creation. A lot of crossover fics have Naruto having Zangetsu, or Hyorinmaru, or even Kyuubi as his sword. But I want to make his sword completely original, because I can give it my own flare. It will be an interesting Zanpkuto though...I hope...

Anyways...please review:) Domo Arigato Minna-san!