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

***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.

Previously:

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."

Chapter V

Decisions

The monitor it up with a green check mark, displaying no signs of deception, Yamamoto continued on. "Do you know where you were born?" he asked.

Orochimaru cringed slightly; forcing himself to forget images of Konohagakure no Sato. "No," he replied. The monitor turned blank for a moment before blinking green again. Mentally he heaved a sigh of relief.

Yamamoto nodded to himself; sometimes souls that had an unusually large amount of reiatsu would remember their previous life. It wasn't common; even among the captains. In fact only Shunsui, the Captain of the eighth division and his former student, could remember anything about his previous life. "How is it that a newly arrived soul could defeat a seated officer of the Gotei Thirteen?" He asked.

He watched as the strange man shrugged slightly and replied, "I must have had some training in a previous life." The monitor flashed green.

Orochimaru internally smiled. It was all too easy to fool this machine with half-truths.

"Do you know how old you are?" Yamamoto asked, staring blankly at him through his closed eyelids.

He shook his head, and the monitor flashed red, Deception.

Yamamoto straightened up and seemed to glare at him. "Please answer the question, how old are you?"

Orochimaru forced himself to blush lightly, replying with a soft "Fifty-three."

Yamamoto stared at him, nodding. Behind him Unohana stared in silence, her arms crossed in front of her. "And your birth date?" he asked.

Orochimaru feigned a headache, clutching his head. "I don't remember a year, but;" he paused for a moment to make it seem more believable; "I think it was, October Twenty-Seventh…" his voice trailed off as the monitor flashed green.

Kurotsuchi Mayuri turned from the monitor towards Yamamoto. "The control questions are done; it is ready."

He turned towards Unohana. "Unohana-Taichō, the next portion requires the experiment to be unconscious."

Her perpetual smile faltered for a brief second before she nodded and injected something into Orochimaru's arm. She watched him struggle for a moment, then slip into a blissful sleep. "Kurotsuchi-Taichō never again refer to a patient as an experiment in my presence." She spoke, smiling at him.

He nodded slightly unnerved.

"Enough fooling around, Kurotsuchi-Taichō; start the process." Yamamoto tapped his cane against the ground.

Mayuri nodded abruptly and flicked a switch on the helmet. The screen on the monitor disappeared being replaced by a blank white screen. "What do you wish to see first?" he asked.

Yamamoto stared at the screen; its light illuminated his face. "Start with his childhood, then proceed from there."

Meanwhile in Karakura two parents were celebrating the birth of their youngest daughter. Kurosaki Masaki turned towards her husband. "What should we name her dear?"

Isshin grinned at her. "Yuzu. Kurosaki Yuzu."

To the side their son Ichigo held their other daughter Karin and smiled at his parents.

He sat in the academy in the front row. Somewhere behind him a white-haired boy was making a ruckus about being the greatest ero-shinobi, the rest of the class sat quietly, enjoying their last moments in the school room. They stood at attention when the door opened and their Sensei walked into the room with a clipboard….

"Team Seven under Sarutobi Hiruzen will be: Senju Tsunade, Jiraya, and Orochimaru. Please go to training ground seven to meet your sensei."

He stood in front of them, clad in a white shinobi garb and smoking a pipe. "Well, why don't we get to know each other better." He said. "Ill go first; my name is Sarutobi Hiruzen, I like this village, calligraphy, and Tobacco; I dislike whining, and my goal is to be the best sensei I can be. Now you go." He said indicating Tsunade.

She nodded, "I'm Senju Tsunade, I like studying, researching medicine, and reading; I dislike Perverts and sake; and my goal is to be the best medic-nin in the world." She finished looking back at Sarutobi with a smile. He nodded at her and looked at Jiraya.

He pointed to himself; "Me next sensei?" he asked. At Tsunade's groan he turned to her holding out his hand. "Hi there, I'm Jiraya; you can send me a love letter later." Tsunade smacked him and turned away. "Okay, okay; I'm Jiraya, I like women, training, and women; I dislike a certain snake face; and my goal is to be the greatest Ero-Shinobi ever."

Mentally Sarutobi sighed, and then he looked to the last of his prospective students.

"I'm Orochimaru. I like training, and learning jutsu; I dislike people who shirk training and those who underestimate me. My goal is to be the best shinobi I can be; The Hokage…"

"Congratulations, you pass; tomorrow Team Sarutobi will begin training and missions."

Twelve Full Hours later the monitor shut off and the three captains sat in stunned silence; Before the Sōtaichō spoke up. "Unohana-Taichō make sure the soul is secure." He ordered, and after she nodded in the affirmative he turned to stare at Orochimaru. "Both of you come with me; no questions." And then he flashed away.

Sōtaichō's Office

He sat in the chair staring wearily at the wood of his desk. When the two captains stood before him he looked at them. "As of now anything to do with this soul's past is deemed classified. You may only discuss it with me, not each other. Do not bring it to the attention of Central 46; or any other. The punishment is death."

Both Captains visibly blanched. "But why; what purpose could classifying this information serve?" Mayuri asked.

Yamamoto stared at him sighing. "I forget that all of you are so young. You may have understood that the world was not the human world correct?" At their nods he continued; "Those techniques the humans used; the tailed beasts, all of it are apart of one dimension. The realm of the Soul King."

Author's Note: As to how he fooled them? Come on, he's one of the greatest shinobi to have been born. You think he couldn't fool someone. Despite his…faults…he was described as charismatic. Also the last portion with the Kurosaki's was put there to help denote time.

Important: More glimpses of Orochimaru's past will be shown through flashbacks by all four characters in the room. I.e. the battle with Hanzo; which I plan on making…epic. Etc. I only used that beginning one and the time skip for now.

Next Chapter: Time skip to the Academy and Kurotsuchi Mayuri develops some ideas based on Jutsu.

Translations:

Konohagakure no Sato – Village hidden in the leaves

Ero-shinobi – perverted ninja