Hey guys! Nice to get this next chapter out, and as you know, there is a lemon here, but its later in the chapter, and, a certain captain arrives, to test Naruto and his skill level. Now, in this chapter, Naruto gets to show off his zampakto's ability, one that I think you all will remember from the Hellsing Ultimate OVA. Hope you guys like it.

Anyway, lets get things rolling, enjoy the chapter! :^)

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Chapter 11

Lose Yourself

The sun hung high in the sky, stark and bright against the heaven, a few scattered clouds wisping about. Down below the bright shine of day lay a particular land, a high ridge the size of a few football fields, yet still holding vegetation all but a few good yards towards the center, leaving that grassy ground bare of the trees that hung near the edge. All around that ridge were mountainous land mass, engrossed with pines-for the most part-and some oaks, other trees spread near and between and all around. A river split the land, coming from a nearby waterfall that came from one of the huge mountains, gushing forth its own life giving liquid out to the land.

On one such of these ridges were both Naruto, scarlet trench coat and all, and Rangiku in her shinigami clothes, both opposite of one another.

It had been but a day since she returned with the news, and now they, right here, stood with joy, training for when the captain-of who they still did not know of-would come and gauge Naruto's strength. It would be at least a week, at the very least, and so they had limited time. But they made full extent of this time, starting early, taking brakes every few hours, stopping for but a few minutes for rest.

They were back at it now, zampakto either strapped 'round the back, or sheathed at the side. They waited for the other to draw. Waited for either or the other to suddenly grasp the handle of their weapons and try to attack, and when they did, the other would spring out, bursting forth like a rocket to quickly meet the others blade.

They waited.

Waited.

Waited.

Waited waited waited waited waitedwaitedwaitedwaited aaaaand waited!

Naruto was patient, peering past his red tinted goggles, beneath his scarlet fedora his gaze did watch. His eyes were locked onto the woman's with rapt attention, just ready for any change in her serious expression. The eyes, they did speak volumes, and her's screamed for the want for action now, she desired to draw her blade against him and do battle. He imagined he had the same look, just as well.

Both really never knew who moved first, only that they had.

With shunpo at their feet, they rushed one another, both drawing their blades, hers swinging out and across, his coming up and down even as the wraps were undone. The teeth of his cleaver crashed into the smooth curve of her blade meeting his jagged toothed one. They soon leapt at one another in wild-barely controlled-swings, going all out, as best as they could, putting all they had into each and every swing.

Even as they fought, Naruto knew she could, at anytime, pull out her shikai's special ability, little bits of particles that might as well be her sword,ready to slash him to redded pieces. But he knew, as she knew, that he could do the same, pull the trigger on his cleaver, and start swinging bursts of Suta Suraisa at her. Now, there was a good reason they held themselves from doing so, and the reason being sound, and agreed between the two, that if they did everytime they fought for simple practice, they would have to find a new ridge to fight on, every, single, time!

So, they settled for good old sword play, or at least, sword to saw cleaver play.

Whatever have you!

They continued their assault on one another, ascending into the very air and onto the sky. Naruto snapped his body back, soon, twisting away from the ash cat, bringing his blade to bare on her. It came onto hers with a heavy toll like from that of a bell, so much force that it sent her away from the Reiatsu under her feet, breaking such a hold against the heaven.

He came flying down after her with the flat tip of his blade, a makeshift spear coming down from heavenward. Rangiku slowed her decent as fast as she could, forcing Reiatsu around her, plunging her blade into the ground as she did meet it. The orange haired lass kicked and spun herself around the handle, a hairs-width from getting impaled by the flat edge.

She heard the subtle shew of a flash step, and Rangiku froze to the spot, not even bothering to pull her blade from the earth. She gave a backwards glance at him, and knew without a doubt that he had her.

"So, close quarters, my saw cleaver extended out, the actual blade end to your throat with it being in a reverse grip. How do you feel about your chances with getting out are?" Naruto's grin, she did not see, but knew it was wide, splitting his face from ear to ear, all teeth. Or, large emasculating fangs as sharp as the blade that was pressed to her jugular.

Yep, her chances of escape were little if viable at all, but he needn't know that.

"They are fantastic~"

His eyes widened a hair, her voice dropping to that tone. Her voice then holding his mind for a split second, a split second of thoughts she knew he was thinking, and although she would have loved to tease him about it, she took full advantage of that split second.

All was a blur to Naruto, all in a few moments, in a few movements, and she had subdued him. The swift takedown left him a slight bit dazed, and he knew even as she sat atop him, that he was without his saw cleaver. Though, on a plus, or pluses when you added the view, she too was without zampakto.

"Oh, so they are..." He admitted, conceiting, though not without a smile.

"Pervert." She lightly smacked him, smiling with the words.

This training went on for a few days, they, coming out to this ridge or the ridge next to it, swinging zampakto against one another, fighting to their best extent. Rangiku saw him improve with his dexterity to such an extant that he even began using the wraps on the handle to extend his reach, swinging it about like a long chain mace. Even beyond that, he was beginning to win against her in their battles for the past few days. It greatly perturbed her that he was, but when teased about it, she would blame it on the growing heat.

Which, if he was being fair, was true. The sun was growing hotter for these past few days, hotter than usual, leaving them sweating when each bout was over.

On one particularly hot day, when the sun was seemingly absolute in its tyrant, weltering, heat, the rays almost piercing them, Rangiku found that she had to sit out after the last battle. Despite this-and the heat-Naruto decided to continue training, doing a form of shadow boxing-with a giant saw cleaver!-pretending as though he had unseen enemies attacking him.

He would swing his zampakto all about, wild and tenacious, always moving, never ceasing. He pulled the trigger on Hocho o Mimashita, swinging the blade out. With that, he stuck it in the ground for a brief moment. He brought his hand up, hooking his thumb under his goggles and taking his hat off with it. He threw that under the tree where Rangiku was, followed by his trench coat, vest, and long sleeve button down shirt, all thrown by the woman's side.

Rangiku heard a clanking sound when the trench coat fell, but with the excruciatingly hot sun scorching down, she did not question it. Instead, she settled for watching Naruto as he continued his shadow boxing. His movements were a blur, washed away by his own speed, and her eyes were hopelessly lost to the speed at which he could swing that blade about him. Her mind became a blur, just as his movements were, all but losing herself to his training.

Time went by, and somehow, the sun reached even under the tree tops, but she could not retreat.

Too hot...

Her thoughts waned.

Rangiku looked back up at Naruto, amazed at how long he was able to keep going even with that-godly!-stamina while beneath that infernal sun. But, soon, she noticed his speed decrease, his blurred movements now visible where they were once before not. She could see it on his face, the exhaustion, his eyes in a daze. Yet, still he moved, even when his arms were becoming sluggish. Her eyes moved down from his face, and indeed, his arms were lined with muscle, lean, made to snap out when he swung his zampakto, yet now they were covered in sweat.

He was losing steam.

Lower still, her gaze fell, seeing his once scrawny back now an even and smooth decent from shoulders down. When his face and body turned a slight towards her, she even saw the defining lines on his stomach and chest. Almost unbidden, she let the top of her shinigami clothes fall, almost over her large breasts. She felt her slender hands reach up, loosening her haori, even going as far as letting her slim legs spread out.

Her eyes drifted back up to Naruto, hoping he wouldn't see what she planned to do, but saw him standing there, completely still in the field, not looking at her, but off somewhere in the distance.

The blond Jinjuriki had stopped, his arms too heavy now for them to move, only holding Hocho o Mimashita out straight with a single arm, but then, it began to shake from the exertion. His body rocked, back and forth, beneath the sun, a silent sway. His body seemed to make the choice for him, it seemed, as Naruto dropped the cleaver, arm falling to his side, unable to hold it any more. And, his legs buckled beneath him, he crumpled to the ground, falling flat footed unto his back.

It took Rangiku a moment to understand through her hazy mind what had just happened, it lagged on his form, but, when finally her brain comprehended it, she stood on shaky legs.

"Naruto!" She screamed in her hoarse voice, running up to him as best she could. When she reached his side, the orange haired lass tucked her arms under his neck and back, picking him up. The blond's body was hot, unconscious and no longer able to move in the heat, and she could only do one thing for him. Rangiku had to get him under some cool water.

The Jinjuriki found himself once more in the seal, already laying down against the watered floor. He sat up, knowing Kyuubi would be there to tell him he was a fool for training in such conditions, let alone continuing even when his body could not take it-just as Rangiku might, albeit less snob like. Imagine his surprise when the red haired lass was forcing her head as far as it could through the bars, brows knit in concern, lip quivering in fear.

Fear? What would she have to fear? She could kill without much 'a thought, so why would she look as though she was afraid? Unless. . .no, no no no no, there was no way, a being capable of such hatred for man, could be fearful of his death, she would merely manifest later. But, he saw her face, that beautiful face veiled in concern-for him!-with not but tears rearing themselves against her slitted scarlet gaze.

"N-Naruto," her voice called.

Oh.

. . .Oooooh, his mind finally clicked. Now he knew why she acted so stand-off-ish. She was a damn tsundere, and only now she was showing it? After all the years she could have just reached to pull him into the seal to talk? Okay okay, he just had to ask Rangiku what she put into his ramen this morning...

"A-are you okay?"

Really had to.

"Ya," he answered, regardless of if he was under the influence of, whatever it was, and let his body relax. Rangiku at this moment was probably getting him somewhere to cool him off, knowing she would not just leave him. Despite his honest answer, her lip continued to quiver.

"Hey hey," his voice turned soft, reassuring, "I swear I am being treated right now, it will be okay." He told. Kyuubi's lip ceased its quivering, but she still looked concerned for him. Naruto smiled a bit brighter, standing up without a stumble-knowing she'd be upset if he didn't show he was even strong enough to stand-and walked over across to the bars. When he reached her, her eyes had to come up to meet his.

"I'm fine, I really am."

His hand reached through the bars, patting her mess of red hair with an almost fatherly glance in his eyes. Her gaze fell, brows furrowed as tears began to stream down her face. Naruto leaned in through, past the bars, holding her with both arms. Her arms, almost weak in her distraught, reached around and locked him in place. Naruto smiled gently, letting her cry into his shoulder for some time. When he finally felt her back away a slight, still holding him by the arms, she apologized.

"I am so sorry for everything Naruto, for putting you through pain." Her eyes still watered, but he wiped those tears away from her flushed cheeks.

"Its fine," was his soft reply, "I know you've been so alone, I know you really are sorry." Here, he paused, looked her right in the eyes, and with his reassuring tone, said, "It'll be alright Kyuubi."

A second later, he found her lips on his.

Naruto's round sapphire eyes widened as her slitted scarlet closed, Kyuubi sunk deep into her kiss, and he was forced deeper into it by her two slender-yet unyieldingly strong-arms. He tried to pull away, but she wouldn't let him. The red haired lass almost had to force-as if there was anymore forcing could be done-his mouth open, letting herself in without even asking. It took some trying, but he eventually jerked away, falling flat on his butt.

"I need an adult!" He yelled suddenly without really knowing why.

"Naruto~" Her whisper of want did not help the situation, any-if at all!

He gulped down his breath, almost choking on the hot air, and felt himself look at her with a bit of fear. Had she just done that! My god, where did that come from!

Naruto's mind raced for reason, tried to figure and sort out his wound thoughts, but his eyes fled to her face, and saw it turn from wanton lust, back into the almost teary eyed glint of concern. Oh no, she wanted him. She hadn't meant ta hurt 'em. Now he had to look at what he had done, making a girl come to tears once more.

He stood, stepping back up at the bars, almost stepping through them. "Naruto, I-I didn't mean to do that. . ." her voice trembled. He couldn't help himself, he yielded to that desperate tone of worry. Shaking his own head, Naruto told her it was fine, taking his step into the cage.

"R-really?" Kyuubi asked, voice cracking a slight.

"Yes."

He held her again once more, expecting her to do the same, but was surprised when she didn't. When his eyes came back to hers, he found that they no longer watered, her lip did not quiver, her brows were no longer in that knit of concern. Instead, on her cheeks, spread out across her face, was a deep, red, blush, her gaze coming full circle to that of the lustfulness he had seen yet before. He had a single thought, one, cognitive ponder, just before she pounced atop him.

Oh shi-

"-I am an adult~"

(Lemon coming, you've been warned.)

Outside of Naruto's hopeless situation-of one he held no control over-Rangiku was at his side. The orange haired lass had made her way to the waterfall, luckily finding a small alcove which resided behind it. She had laid him down in the soft sand and smooth rocks, gathering her haori into a fold as a makeshift pillow for him. She minded not the fact that she had nothing to tie her robes to hide her large breasts, let alone her hakama pants, and merely held them where she sat.

Where they were now was cool, the waterfall leaving the darker cave behind it without a lot of heat, yet light still made it visible enough for her to see clearly.

Rangiku had left the rest of their stuff back up on the ridge-which after he awoke they would look for-leaving them by their skivvies. She didn't mind, not much at all, the only issue is if someone found them in the undress as they were, which, being so far in the deep of the forest, she highly doubted anyone would. With her mind at ease, she relaxed, her gaze shifting over at Naruto.

Surprise wrote itself over her face as a flush of crimson filled her cheeks.

In the mists of his pants, there was a shape. A very suggestive shape, at least in her mind. Rangiku was frozen, her mind halting all thoughts of ease. Was that, what she thought it was? Why was he so hard all of a sudden?

Her body began to heat up again as thought began filtering through.

She tried, in vain, to restrain herself from them, the lustful things that flashed beneath her wondering gaze. Rangiku felt her teeth sink into her lip, she felt her fists clench until her knuckles were white, she even closed her eyes, tried to forget what she was seeing, but they imagery kept coming back to her. The sky blue eyed shinigami really tried to resist what she felt even as the heat spread out to her head, making it hazy, and to her credit, she really did try to resist.

But, in the end, she gave in.

Her eyes opened with a daze in them, brows lifted in their want. Her hands and knees were the only thing she could even hope to use to get over to him quick enough. With all the thoughts reeming through Rangiku's mind, she could barely keep her hands steady. Slender digits gripped the hem of his slacks, her white knuckles pulling them down and off as if they were aflame!

Despite her initial excitement, her gaze quickly lifted to see if he had stirred.

Not even a twitch.

She moved back down and saw what she was after. Damn, she thought to herself. He was large, that was for certain, and it actually made her a bit afraid, but she shuddered when she imagined what it was going to be like.

Steeling herself, Rangiku raised her hand to his 'mast,' digits wrapping themselves around it with slight care. But, when it only became harder by her touch, she lost herself a bit. Rangiku's hand grasped it a slight bit harder, sliding her dainty hand up as far as she could, coming back down, an experimental pump as she sped her slowly gaining speed, eliciting a gasp from the boy. His sound of enjoyment did not detour her, she didn't care if he woke up now, she just wanted to continue, she wanted to hold it in her hand as she kept up her pace, she wanted him.

With that, her luscious lips found themselves around the end of his member, her hand remaining at the very root of the tree as she slid her tongue against the back of it. Her teeth skid a slight against the skin as she made her way deeper down the very thing she desired from him. Naruto's breath hitched as she almost made her way to where her hand was, lips so close to touching her own knuckles. Rangiku licked the underside as best she could where she was, before receding back up.

The orange haired woman began going at a faster pace now, a wild movement as she tried to get as far down as she could. A minute went by, and his member became far harder then it ever had before, and before she knew it, her lips still deep and over his mast, he let loose hot streams of cum. It filled her mouth almost instantly, quite a bit trickling down her throat. Rangiku held on to him, halting any sense of letting any of that stuff from escaping her. A few moments later, it stopped, and she almost couldn't hold it anymore, but swallowed it regardless, a gulp the only sound in her mind as she did. After Rangiku slid her lips from him-a bit reluctantly-her gaze lifted back up to his.

His gaze.

He was awake now.

Oh...

"I-I need an adult." Naruto found himself whisper, though he doubted she heard him. He looked at her though, despite his comment, and found that she was still holding unto his still erect wood. Why, Naruto pitied himself in the thought. But, even after leaving Kyuubi after what they did, he still felt like he was on fire. Naruto could keep going. Plus, her hand was still there, and he knew what she did by the instant he awoke, it being wet and all. So, with his sense of morals-thanks a lot Kyuubi!-Naruto could only say one thing.

"Oh what the hell!"

And he pounced on her, Rangiku's gasp of surprise nearly made him dance, but he didn't, instead, he pinned her, his calloused hands around her wrist, held about as high as her head, on either side. He leaned into her ear and whispered softly.

"What will you do now, Rangiku?"

He smirked as a moan escaped her.

Without much preamble, Naruto went straight towards her large breasts. Now, you would think her nipples would be large, too, ta compensate, but you would be misled. They were about the same size as a small coin, in fact. He paid little mind either way and buried his head into one of them, his tongue rolling out over the erect and succulent piece of flesh.

Rangiku bit her lip, trying to keep herself from moaning, but then his sharp fangs lightly nibbled her softer skin, and she about nearly screamed! Her throat was hoarse, she tried to take in air, but she could only gasp as Naruto jerked his head to her other nipple, doing the same naughty act as he had the first.

When she thought she might lose herself, the whiskered blond pulled back, a grin placated on his face.

Movement, quicker than her eyes could track. So fast that she didn't even know what had happened until a split second later. His rough hands were on her hips, and the head of his wood was at her wet entrance. His eyes shifted to hers, waiting, waiting for her to give the look, that absolute look of wanton lust. The heat was there, the excruciating heat that she was all but ready, yet still he remained, waiting. He cocked his head to the side, and finally she could no longer hold herself back.

"Do it!"

Rangiku found herself scream the words, a scream that only increased louder as Naruto punched himself into her. The words became a garbled mess of cascading moans though as the whiskered blond shoved himself in her, pulling out so briefly, before creating his own swift rock as her hips swayed into him.

Rangiku's mind went back to that haze again, unable to keep herself from it as her Naruto kept his speeding pace, slamming her hips as he delved into her. Her breath was wild, shaking with every thrust, and a sharp moan would escape every so often when he'd hit her insides just right.

When was the last time she completely forgot the world, forgot all its looming dangers, kept solace and peace with herself? Not even sake could bring those thoughts away-she tried multiple times-but he was able to. Naruto. Her Naruto was the only one able to bring her away from such melancholy things...

A few minutes went by, and Rangiku felt his member become harder then ever before.

Unbidden, her legs dug themselves around his back, and the last thrust he gave was a single, swooping slam, holding himself just as much as she wanted, completely inside her. That hot stream shot out into her lower belly, and she felt herself come from it too. It took a while for him to stop this time, so much of it pouring into Rangiku that she almost thought that she would burst.

But finally, it ended, and he could only just hold himself up a few more moments, just before he fell over at her side. Both were exhausted, no more than Rangiku. She smiled weakly, pulling him as best she could into her huge bust. His arms wrapped around her as her hands held unto his head, fingers raking through his thick sun-kissed hair.

Soon, both succumbed to slumber beneath the roaring waterfall.

(Lemon, end.)

A few more days passed since that day, and even then Naruto felt like he could skip down the konoha streets. Maybe he had, given the strange looks people had given him. Meh, he didn't care though, his only goal to get home from the team meeting's and see his little orange lass. Rangiku would greet him with a bright smile, and he would smile just the same, picking her up and spinning her 'round. Ah, the most beautiful giggle would escape her lips, a school girl like one ta boot!.

Sometimes, at night, he would watch her sleep, just before he did, so content in seeing his little angel dream.

But now he was sitting down in the training ground, with his team-mates, Kakashi standing there before them, explaining that in a few day, there would be a chunin exam, allowing them to move up on the kinds of mission's they could do, and get better pay in compensation. He gave a-lazy-speech of how dangerous it was, the actual paper exam and the one where they would go into the forest of death. The scarecrow man was about finished when Naruto spoke up.

"How long will the exam be? When it starts?"

"Mm, depending on how long you guys take on the second half, a few days." Kakashi answered, raising a brow to the blond.

Naruto adjusted his fedora over his eyes and smirked, hand keeping Kakashi from seeing the fangs. With a nod, Naruto stood, quickly making himself smile to hide his frightening visage. His hand fell away, and he could only say one thing to what the man said. "Good."

All around confused about the strange behavior of the young man, Kakashi shrugged, and dismissed the team for the day. Sasuke tried to leave, but found Sakura around his arm. His onyx gaze fell to her emerald ones.

"What?" His voice was decidedly indifferent.

"I think she wants you to take her home." Naruto told as his cocky tone passed by with him.

Sighing, Sasuke felt regret. It was like when ya fed a stray cat, after that, they always came back. And, he had to admit, she was annoying, loud, and unagreeable at times-lots of times-especially when he tried to train! Always watching and keeping him from focusing on what he wanted to do! She aggravated him to no end!

Sasuke took a breath in and let his eyes fall back onto the pinkette. He let a breath of deflated pride come out. If he had to be fair about it, she wasn't that bad, the mission to wave steeling her a bit when it came to fights. Plus, she was not as grating as he thought before. Maybe he was just stressed...or something, he didn't know. Though, if he had to admit anything-which was rare-he would say she was cute, kinda like a large eyed, pink haired, cat that was always climbing on your shoulder.

"Fine." The boy receded, taking her with him, just reluctantly.

Naruto found a chuckle escape his lips as he used shunpo to get home, ready to get some ramen in his belly before training. He wondered if Sakura and Sasuke would actually date some, if so, he didn't think it would be that bad. She might stop complaining about not being with her 'Sasuke-kun' all the time. Maybe he'd find a way to get that shouting out of her, take her around the village, anything. Bah, it wasn't Naruto's place to make of what will happen, he was just happy that he could at least get some of the loud mouth out of Sakura.

The blond Jinjuriki stood in front of his door, hand on the knob, about to go in. However, he neglected to turn it over and come inside. Something was off. The air above the door was taut, hung with a string from a bow, as if some archer was just waiting to sling the arrow of devastation on him, right, when he, opened, this very door. The whiskered blond just had to open it. Just had to turn the handle. Just had to push this piece of oak open, close the door behind. He was but an inch and a half from that arrow, and its stinging blow.

But a few minutes before, Rangiku sat atop a rock, on one of the ridges Naruto and her trained on. She wore her civilian attire, a simple yet bright pink T-shirt, white skirt coming to her knees, and yellow sneakers. She was trimming her nails, a file in one hand, the look of someone who was expecting something.

"When will the human be here?" Came an impatient tone.

Ah, she forgot, the main reason why she was sitting, on a rock, on a ridge, out in the middle of the surrounding forest, waiting for her Naruto to arrive. Her sky blue eyes shifted lazily up to the captain, giving her a glance of indifference.

"Isn't patience a virtue?" She asked, adding, "I thought the captain of the assassination corps would be far more willing to wait for her foe's to come to her, right Soi-Fon?"

The second division captain of the Gotei 13, a petite woman with all the standard shinigami clothes. She had dark eyes, hair short with two wraps of braids coming down to end with large yellow rings. The shorter woman was not very happy to have been chosen for this specific 'test,' believing it was below her attention.

She made that known.

"I do not care who you think he is, he is but a speck, one that if the captain commander had ordered, I would have wiped clean. Do not forget my rank, Rangiku, I will do the same to you under the command." Soi-Fon was livid when she said that, but she reservered her yell and let her words roll over with the threat she gave.

To her ire, Rangiku merely yawned.

Soi-Fon said nothing though, keeping her words within herself, letting the annoyance pass by. She was a captain after all, and what was but a slight annoyance to her? No, she would not allow such inert feelings of anger get the best of her. She was a rock-Soi-Fon reminded herself-a rock that let all water pass over and around it, nothing and no one could bother her, so long as she held control over hers-

"You know, he'll be pretty mad when he finds out you abducted me."

"...what." Soi-Fon found herself slip, confusion knitting her brows.

Rangiku merely got off her rock and began to give herself some distance from her and the shorter woman. Then, when she was far enough, the orange haired lass shouted back with, "ya, he won't fight hard unless you're going to kill him or his friends!"

"What does that have to do with-"

BAM!

Her rising ire had been cut when suddenly someone had slugged her a good one across the face, sending her pin wheeling through dirt and earth before she finally forced her hand into the ground, correcting her rocketing body with a flip, landing square on her feet. Her captain's cloak had been ripped from her body in the tumble across the land, that much she knew, but little else was harmed. Soi-Fon's darkly eyed gaze raised up to her attacker, furious that someone got the drop on her.

Naruto stood there with his fist still out, his own fury rising just as the Reishi was around him, a dark pulse of crimson it was, wafting around with its owners own anger. Naruto wanted nothing more than to slug the woman across from him again, harder this time, but knew she was aware of him. This time he knew she'd probably be able to dodge it or block.

His eyes slid over to Rangiku, seeing that she was okay. He knew from the note that she wasn't really in immediate danger, it sounded much like a 'save me prince from the menacing dragon' kind of letter. But, that didn't mean that this woman, this captain, was going to deviate from her orders and not kill them if he failed this 'test.'

"Who are you?" Ah, she spoke, finally...

"Naruto Uzimaki, who are you?" He asked in turn, still angry.

"Soi-Fon."

Naruto nodded a slight and reached for his zampakto on his back. Before he could, however, Soi-Fon was in front of him, her zampakto released, forming some kind of black and yellow gauntlet around her arm, a piece extending out as a sharp pointed stinger on her middle finger. He rocked back, avoiding the first swipe, and kicked her in the side with a sweeping shin to her side. Soi-Fon took the blow and advanced, shooting her arm forward like a spear. Naruto just barely slapped her arm away, keeping that stinger like weapon from piercing his chest.

His fist clenched in a fist and his white knuckles swept through the air, colliding with Soi-Fon's nose. The woman tumbled once, landing on her feet, skidding to a stop. She did not look at Naruto, her face downward. The blond was going to advance when his own blood seemed to spit out his arm. Naruto clenched it with his other to stop the bleeding.

"I just cut a ligament on your arm there, you won't be using It for some time, and the bleeding won't stop unless heavy pressure is applied with the other arm. Even then, Naruto, it will take some time for it to stop, leaving you with no means of defense." As Soi-Fon explained this, her head slowly rolled up, bright eyed with a slight smirk on her lips. She was, however, surprised when he began laughing.

"Hm hm hm hm hm," it began at first as a low chuckle, "heh heh heh heh heh," next it rose up from his throat, like a man on the verge of impending madness, "Ha ha ha ha ha, ah ha ha hahahahahaha, hahahaha!" There, it exploded out in a rupture of insanity! Bursting from his throat and escaping his malicious fangs as his head threw back, unable to control his own onset of lunacy!

His head snapped back down as his laughter died.

"You think that's gonna stop me?"

Soi-Fon's eyes bugged out of her head at the tone of his voice, it was damn near demonic in its trill of fury and dark bark of words. Even Rangiku, on the side lines, reeled a slight at them.

Naruto removed his hand from his arm and showed that the bleeding had ceased, the only indication that he had been sliced was the dry blood and ripped cloth of his trench coat. His feet began to move. His boots a slow, insidious sway, his arms spread like the wings of bats, ready to encompass her form.

"You come here, on orders to kill me and my precious person if I failed this test. You give no condolences to that fact, you attack without giving your opponent a fair shot, and you stand there smirking? Thinking this is over?" His voice began to rise as his steps came closer to her, but she could not move. Her legs would not listen. Move! Attack! Move!, she screamed in her mind, but all she could do was stare into those venomous vermilion slitted orbs, just beneath that scarlet fedora and crimson tinted goggles. Hadn't they been blue just moments before?!

No!

They held her there in their own rapt attention of rattling insanity, bowing over her with a leer shaking her to her very soul. She could only stare on in horror as his eyes engorged her in its own fury. They were the very chains binding her to her spot, locking her in all enormity of madness made man.

He was before her now, his arms spread wide just like the wings of some great beast! Ready to take flight and carry her off! His lips were curled back in a vicious snarling grin, pointed teeth like that of a sharks, ready to devour! Ready to consume! His very presence was bane to her! His very stench of foul malicousness filled her with utter terror! And he was mere moments away from her, but a breath of air between them. Soi-Fon felt it, her death was not but inches from her face, he was death, he was the executioner! No, no no no no nononono! She was going to die!

"You think I am a fool!"

Next, she saw stars explode behind her vision, pin pricks of light bursting as she felt her petite form get launched through earth and rock, over and over her form tumbled in a rictus mess of limbs. It only ended a moment later, her body pinned in rock and dirt, a shudder of breath was all she could do to keep herself alive, her whole form aching with maddening pain, everything seemed to be aflame. Her arms were wet with blood, her blood, and she was sure several ribs and other bones were broken, left in odd ends of angles that should not be.

Her eyes were heavy lids, but she managed to see the very boots of the man who slugged her. Strangely, she felt no fear, nor terror this time. Was it his very Reishi that had once before encompassed her in terror, much like Kenpachi? Whatever the case, she did not fear the hand of death that seemed to dangle so close to her gaze, even as this Naruto fellow came closer. Perhaps he would finish her off, a fine end, to fight such as he. It would be nice, to get away from this excruciating pain, to no longer be. Maybe if she could move, maybe she'd be fighting tooth and nail for life and destroy him, but no. As it were, with not a nerve responding but in pain, she was helpless in what he would do.

But, just before she could let that infinite sleep take her, he slammed his stiff fingers through the rock, right by her back. His whole arm seemed to dig in as he pulled her from the stone, jerking her prone form from its imprisonment.

Gently, he laid her on the ground, her whole form out for him to examine.

"One two three four...five ribs and a shin bone are broken for sure, more fractures, and lacerations all across the body. Hm. . ." Naruto spoke softly as he clicked his tongue. One absent finger wiped some blood from her arm. He put it in his mouth and took off one of his gloved hands a moment later, biting his thumb until red began to spill from the skin.

"W-what are you doing?" Her mouth managed to move in a rictus gurgle of pain filled words.

"Open." He told, grabbing her by the chin. She tried to resist at first, but could not with the sheer pain raking her form. Eventually, her lips parted and she was forced to hold onto his thumb. He would have teased that she looked like a little girl then but decided to be cheeky later. As she drank his blood-forced to!-he began to speak in a low and somehow caring tone, despite what he had done.

"Right now, I have used the ability of my shikai. It works so that I can keep myself alive by consuming the blood of others-whether my zampakto does or not-taking the identity of their Reiyuko, copying it as my own so that even if they die, I can have an extra life. But. . .if you also take my blood, you too will continue to live, with accelerated healing, so long as I live, otherwise, we both die until I break such a tie."

Soi-Fon almost missed his words, but understood what that meant. If she died, he would not, if he died, she would. Therefore...damn.

Her body seemed to be getting better by the second, and it seemed Naruto sensed this as he finally removed his digit. He stood fully erect on his feet, and offered his hand to her. With her ribs still sore, Soi-Fon accepted it, if reluctantly. When she was on her feet, she did notice he was taller, almost by two heads. She found herself mesmerized though, his gaze returning to that sapphire blue she had seen before. Her dark eyes looked him up and down, letting her gaze shift all across him until they landed on where she had cut him.

"Y-your clothes-ach!" She found herself bowl over as pain raked her ribs, she wheezed against it. Naruto supported Soi-Fon up, but it seemed standing was beginning to be too much, so he picked her up and into his arms, her legs over one arm while the other supported her head.

"It will take a day or two for those ribs of yours to fully heal, so take it easy. And if you're wondering, my clothes are apart of me, ripping them can be fixed with Reiatsu, now please, relax." Naruto told, voice gentle like laden snow, coming to her ears in a lullaby. She felt her eyes begin to shut, but before they could, she pulled out a small phone, calling someone. A few snipits of words were exchanged before she shut the phone.

"What was that?" He asked, a laugh almost at his lips.

"I told someone to tell Yamamoto that you passed."

"Does that mean you have to leave now? I can-"

"I am staying to help you train, it is my decision."

Although her words seemed to wain a slight, as if her motives were different than that, he let them slid for now. Thought on the matter of her staying-

"Ah, um, eh. . .fine."

-Naruto conceded as he took Soi-Fon and Rangiku back to his house, an extra mouth to feed, but he didn't mind, at least he still had Rangiku by his side. And a red haired fox woman. And now a stinging petite woman.

How many girls are going to keep coming? Naruto wondered.

A/N

There ya go! The third girl raises her head to Naruto! So far its Rangiku, Kyuubi, and Soi-Fon at the harem wheel. But do not worry, more will come to bring about chaos to the poor guy's life.

Alright, to clear things up though, Rangiku does not know of Kyuubi, let alone what she and Naruto did. That is, until she is released from the seal. Can't wait to write that scene!

Hope ya guys liked this extra long chapter, I know I did, so...have a great day guys!

:^)