Disclaimer: I do NOT own Naruto; Masashi Kishimoto does. I Do NOT own Bleach; Tite Kubo does. So dont sue me

***Warning: Spoilers for the current Manga and Anime; as of June 20, 2009.*

Authors Note: Names are in traditional Japanese style. Translations are at the bottom—please note I'm not going to put the translations at the bottom if I already have in a previous chapter.

Important Author's Note: Since I can't find a way to convert Kanji to Romaji I'm going to have Orochimaru's Zanpakutō in Either French or Latin. Translated by Yahoo Babel Fish - He Seems like one to learn those languages. Although I'm still thinking of what to name it.************* AND Secondly: Time passes differently In the Bleach and Naruto worlds; that's just how I made it. How much time will be made clear later.

Previously:

Ukitake Jūshirō sat at his desk writing out orders to those that patrolled the human world. He absentmindedly pondered the new arrival. And wondered if he accept a position in the Academy or be regulated into The Nest of Maggots; where all those who pose a threat to Soul Society were placed in detention by the Second Division.

Sitting across from him Kyōraku Shunsui; his best friend sat sipping out of a bottle of sake.

"So what do you think of the kid; Jūshirō?" he asked.

Jūshirō looked up from stamping the paperwork to contemplate the question. "I believe he may spice up this dull afterlife."

"Too true Jūshirō; too true." Shunsui replied. He paused before grinning lecherously "Oh Nanao-chan~ why don't you help us 'spice up' our dull afterlife? Jūshirō blushed darkly and sputtered as Nanao proceeded to kick Shunsui in the head; repeatedly.

Chapter IV

Awake

"Yamamoto-Sōtaichō," She called out; "He has awakened."

Unohana Retsu sent the Hell Butterfly on its way to Yamamoto as she turned back to the charts concerning the new soul. He had been unconscious even since he had been brought into the Seireitei. So she had been mildly surprised when she entered his room and found him staring straight at her. She returned her thoughts to the present. "So how do you feel, Orochimaru-kun?" she asked him.

He stared at her oddly for a moment before replying. "I am fine…" he said.

"Oh where are my manners;" she smiled, "My name is Unohana Retsu; I'm the Captain of Division Four."

"And what are these…Divisions I keep hearing about?" he asked her. His serpentine eyes glanced around the room; noting with amusement that she seemed almost a mirror of Tsunade. The room was a standard hospital room, similar to those in Konoha.

She waited for him to turn his attention back to her before replying. "The Gotei Thirteen are composed of thirteen divisions. Each Division has Twenty Seated officers; a Vice Captain and a Captain. Each Division also has its own specialty; my division's is Healing." She answered.

Orochimaru blinked staring blandly at the ceiling. "And if I may ask, why am I tied to the bed?" He nodded to the straps on his arms and legs.

Unohana seemed to giggle slightly. "Why, so you don't get away before we can question you."

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Yamamoto looked up as a Hell Butterfly entered his study. He listened to its message before sending it to the Twelfth Division; then using Shunpo he flashed away.

He reappeared in front of the Fourth Division. Walking up towards it hunched slightly over his cane. As he walked towards the area where Unohana's reiryoku was situated; he privately enjoyed watching members pale and step out of his way while bowing. They would pause, and then their eyes would widen, then the sputtering, and finally the bow. Internally he chuckled

So maybe he enjoyed a little pain. It wasn't his fault. …

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In the Seventh Division, The Captain sat at his desk; staring blankly out of his helmet. The only one's who had seen his face were Unohana-Taichō and Yamamoto-Sōtaichō. This newcomer had features reminiscent of a snake. Was he too ashamed of his appearance? Did he intend to hide like he did?

'So many questions' Komamura Saijin mused. 'I will have to wait.'

He turned around to stare out the window. 'Are there others like me?'

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At the Kuchiki Manor, Kuchiki Byakuya sat in front of a fireplace sipping tea and enjoying a classic tale. He had no reason to think about the new soul. Though he found it curious that he shared a name with a character in the story he was reading.

There was a soft knock at the door; after indicating that they could enter. The door slid open. Abarai Renji; his fukutaichō sat kneeling there. "Taichō you're needed to sign papers at the Division." He bowed once more and left, closing the door behind him.

He stood, setting down the book and flashed away. In the dancing firelight the title was clearly illuminated.

'The Tale of the Gallant Jiraya'

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Meanwhile Kurotsuchi Mayuri had arrived at the Fourth Division with a small parcel underneath his arms. He silently made his way toward the reiatsu signatures of Yamamoto and Unohana.

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By the time Yamamoto had arrived in Orochimaru's room Unohana had patiently explained things about Soul society to him. She had just finished explaining what Hollows were when he entered. He was an old bald man with a braided white beard that trailed down to the floor. He stood with the help of a gnarled wooden cane.

Orochimaru noted that he projected a sense of serenity, much like his former sensei; Sarutobi Hiruzen. He stopped next to Unohana and seemed to stare at him through his closed eyes. Then he spoke. "Your name is Orochimaru, correct."

Deciding to go with his first idea and play the innocent soul. He nodded. "Hai." He noticed Unohana giving him a reassuring smile and he smiled softly back.

A knock at the doorway interrupted Yamamoto's next question. Unohana called for the person to enter.

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Kurotsuchi Mayuri walked calmly into the room, his eyes gravitating towards the bed where the soul lay tied to the bed. He gave a small bow to the Sōtaichō before motioning towards the package he carried. "Would you like me to apply it now Yamamoto-Sōtaichō?" he asked.

Yamamoto nodded in return; his beard bobbing with the slight motions of his head. "Hai, Kurotsuchi-Taichō, the souls history must be determined." He nodded towards an unused monitor in the corner. "Use that for the display."

Mayuri nodded and wheeled the large monitor over to the side of the bed. He unwrapped the package in his hands , setting a small helmet-like device on the table. He proceeded to check the connections. Nodding to himself he placed the helmet on his own head. "Now all I have to do is test it on myself; to make sure it is in working order."

The monitor hummed to life and started flashing images finally settling on a small blue-haired boy that had stolen a neighborhood pet and dissected it.

He removed the helmet and placed it on Orochimaru's head. "Everything is in order; This device will allow us to see your past. It will also function as a sort of lie detector. " he said. "Sōtaichō; would you like the honors of….questioning him?"

Yamamoto nodded. "Again, is your name Orochimaru?"

Orochimaru felt a slight tingling in the back of his head; a voice calling to him, compelling him to answer.

"Hai."

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Author's Note: I thought that Aizen was his first name. I learned something new. Captains Will be referred to as Taichō's in speech and thought. The same goes for Vice Captains they will be referred to as fukutaichō's.

And yes the tale of the gallant Jiraya is an actual story…I thought I would be fun to tie it in here. I also do not own it.

Also; I apologize for this being so short except; The next update might take a while. As I have other stories I want to make progress on too—Most notably a Harry Potter Fic; which I got from a prompt.

Important: As to his Character he will be kind of like Aizen. Where he portrays himself shyly and such; so don't go calling him OOC. His true Orochimaru…ness…will come out later.

Next Chapter: Mayuri's appearance and Orochimaru's past.

Translations:

Konoha – Leaf Village

Fukutaichō – Vice Captain or Lieutenant