Chapter 19

A Swap of Place

It had nearly been a single month, a single month of time of when Samui 'killed' him and he saved her, making her a fledgling of sorts. She had good skills for taking in the information concerning the shinigami and the spiritual particles, how the worked and were implemented. She surprised him one morning when she mentioned that it was a lot like Chakra, an energy they used to the things they could do, to strengthen them or use it in other ways. Even going as far as say that a portion of Reiyuko seemed to go into what they used Chakra for. He nodded to that, seeing that she was advancing well, though it could be attributed that she was a jonin, and a very focused one in the first place, making her strength go by leaps and bounds.

He was concerned though, how would they go about getting her a zanpakuto, because it wasn't like they had an asauchi lying 'round. But, who knew, from what he could come up with, an asauchi was basically the starter pack for helping someone get a zanpakuto. A zanpakuto is essentially the 'potential' spiritual power one had, and the manifestation was that of someone who represented that. So, if at some point, Samui found the voice of her manifestation that was her 'potential,' then that would mean his theory was right, and she would have a zanpakuto.

But it was a theory, however thought out it was.

Regardless, it was almost time for them to reenter the world of shinobi, hopefully end a potential war, and everything would be okay. Well, he did say Samui could kill him after they defeated Aizen and his Arrancar army, so...bah, that would be a ways away from now. Though, despite knowing she was going to kill him, that was not what frightened him about her. It was that determination of hers, she was scary in that focused aspect, showing more emotion than before with every strike she made against the hollows she killed-those foolish enough to attack them.

He watched her now, shadow boxing, her feet spinning her and throwing her about as she moved far faster than before, when she was completely human. Now, her fists could obliterate those large pillars, a single kick would take four more. She seemed to notice his staring, and glared through that stoic glance. She leapt up next to one of those pillars, large as a sky scraper, and chopped it with outstretched fingers. The stone cracked upwards and across from her strike, the sound of thunder rolling as it suddenly snapped in fourths, torn asunder by a strike, waning under its own weight.

Samui lifted her leg, a round kick splitting it further, large chunks of its stone flesh tearing from the heavens. Then, her body became a blur, fast, faster than before, grease lightning was her form as she went about into the sky, slamming her feet and fists against each chunk, never slowing, never stopping as they were shattered, broken to powder, and even then she still went on and on.

Then, she when could be seen by normal eyes once more-if there would to be any there to do so. Her hair had grown out, long waves of gold locks. She stood amongst the tallest of talls, to the heaven. If now she were to sprout wings from her back, with that wind tossing her hair about like a halo, one could have called her an angel.

But she descended like the devil.

She pressed forth with an aura of ice, her Reishi gathering around her, sending her careening down like a shooting star, so fast, ever faster that even Naruto nearly lost sight of her blurring form. Then, the ground, it came a rushing, rushing her, as if to make her pay attention and pull away from certain death. But she did not, no not by any certain means, did she ever feel fear for that. Why, for what reason would she, for instead, she stared on, as if into oblivion.

Naruto knew what she was doing, even as she-from a hairs breath away-angled up, shooting towards and across the span of space between them. Suddenly, she was there before him, fist raised, as if to obliterate and shatter him, his skull to be blown to chunks. He did not dodge, no, he would not ever back down, and instead he took the force. He did not block, he made no attempt to raise a hand to do so. Instead, his face took the white knuckles even as he was thrown from the clenched fist.

Thank goodness for Reishi and its protective abilities.

In but a moment later, she appeared and rounded him with a kick to his gut, but before she could use flash-step, he grabbed hold even as they still were driven by force across the air. Naruto twisted-no intention to break her leg-so that her whole form spun about, face slamming into the sand, renting it like the prong of a spinning tiller. Her other leg came to save her soon enough though, knocking him aside the face, to which he had to relinquish his hold against her lest she strike more. They separated, dashed into the sands, standing guard against one another.

"How many times do I have to tell you, don't watch me train." Samui told, her voice cold as ever.

"How many times do I have to tell you. I will watch you train if I want to." His voice, cheeky as ever.

Her fists clenched tight, her Reishi flaring as her temper waned. Living in a strange and unforgiving world as this with the very man she despised brought out more and more of her emotions, and it was slowly bringing her out of her stoicism. Naruto watched as ice began to spread from her sandaled feet, suddenly streaking towards him. Naruto's eyes widened, but he did not lose his cool, instead, he pointed it out to her, even as shards of ice broke up from the ground.

"That's new."

Samui glared harder at him, but finally took a breath of calm. Her eyes regarded the ice at last, and raised a brow to it, clearly new to her as well. "That is new, but..." as she spoke it began to shatter, melting as she let her will slip from her Reishi. Could it be an ability from the power she was gifted by him, this strange spirit energy the death gods held, shinigami?

Most likely, those strange bunch.

They decided to investigate that ice later on, resigning to a nearby cave they nestled in near the beginning of the month. It was there that they sat, him in the crest of rock on one side, and her under the nook on the other side. They spoke little, the feeling of hatred in her seeming to arise a barrier between them, even after he saved her on the fist day here. How could he blame her though? Was he not the one that that Aizen was after, if he had never gone to the land of lightning, the incident would never have happened. If he wasn't so prideful of his own speed and so angry with Rangiku at the time, he would not have gone. But, he knew that it really wasn't his fault, there was no way he could have predicted what happened. Maybe she too knew it, perhaps Samui knew fate was so cruel that the only way she could let out that frustration was to hate and scowl at him. Hmm, he'd have to do something about that.

But for now, they rested, because they would have to leave in the morning.

Samui had starkly closed her eyes and suddenly she found her mind planted deep rooted inside a world she found familiar and frightening at the same time. It was here she stood amongst the frozen ruin, large spires erected from the shelled apartments and shops, restaurants encased like Bastille's. The great arks of chilled ice over lapped towards a singular centerfold of crystal, as if spider webbed to that single point.

Her village, cloud, had become an ice kingdom, and its source that reverberated within its folds of snow, emanated with a smooth pulse as cool and calm as a placid mirroring lake, was the Raikages office. Samui felt the tinge of melancholy take her, the thought that everyone was dead and gone, her team and family, her friends too. But she was smarter than that, she snapped her mental jaws against those thoughts, biting them down till they were nary but a prick against her-being nothing to her.

Her gaze shifted when she felt the strangest thing she would ever feel. Up went her eyes of ice-as cold as that which surrounded her-and found a forlorn distant figure, a white wraith in the distant of her gaze. She held it as without regard at first, her mind chalking it up to the swirling of the snow that blistered the land and her 'village,' but her mind could not forgo the gut feeling, that this thing she looked upon with baleful and scrutinized eyes, was more than that of mere snow circulating.

On one hand, although she found herself assured that this was a mere dream, but on the other, she wanted to know what that thing was, a deep seeded craving that startled her so. Soon enough, the blond konoichi found herself already leaping across the slick spires, flying through the air as if possessed. She wanted, no, she felt a burning desire to see the thing she saw up close, to know what it could possibly be, to see what lay beneath the blurring lines of this icy prison.

Samui stopped, out against the tearing winds, standing on a bed of Reiatsu she gathered below her feet.

"So new, so fresh, Laden Snow. Yet here you stand at the precipice, a mere human, and yet something other. That man who broke upon the barrier, you who despise him, was gifted strength. Tell me, silent, Laden Snow, what is it that you seek?"

Samui stared on at this being, who's dress, pure, white-as if bleached for a hundred fold over-and staring on into her face with soft eyes. What started Samui into a worry most was that this very being looked ever close to her own face.

"I want him dead." She answered with conviction.

A trill of chiming laughter escaped the woman's lips on hearing that, and looked on to the distance below, to her kingdom of ice and snow.

"Do you not see the depth of that snow? The high rises of spires that sprawl out before me? This kingdom is mine, shining, despite its exterior. Much like you, Laden Snow, it is cold and without warmth, but it is beautiful, and if someone, who sets a fire of rebellion in you, cracks us, there is warmth there, just beneath the ice."

Samui cocked her head to the side, having that bit of inkling to what the woman spoke of. If-and that was a huge if-what she was hearing and interpreting was right, then this spirit meant that she liked Naruto, despite her initial dislike and her fore frontal hatred for what happened a month ago. If this was right, and the slight titter of laughter from the snow spirit was right, then she was currently scowling.

"If you are what I think you are, then you should know why I hate him."

"If you find that as truth, then you should be truthful, even if you want to deny it such thoughts."

Samui glared, and turned her head away to what she knew as her zanpakuto spirit.

"Hm hm hm," it giggled, "at the very least, let me tell you my name, so that maybe you will come to know your people once more, as this too, Laden Snow, is also you're desire."

The blond woman's head snapped back to her zanpakuto spirit, eyes wide with shock and joy, but soon they settled back down to that stoic stare. "Are you saying that I-" a nod before she could finish. Then, if there was no way else that she could be with her village, then by taking up this power, she may be able to be once more with them-with friends and family.

"So, you have chosen to know me. Then, speak my name, and become stronger with my power."

As this went on, across the cave, Naruto was in his own inner world, but instead of it being that with walter-just to keep the name short-he was inside the seal, once more ankle deep in water, the sewer, the cement, all around him. Even now he stood there, in that large room, before those gates, that cage barring Kyuubi's escape. He had not considered the fact that he could merely remove the seal to let her out, that thought finally occurring to him, but at the time he was just a dense child. Now, however, he knew better than to put someone so powerful in a gigai, it would break. Regardless of his own stupidity, Naruto walked up to the bars, a smile as gentle as can be etched into his cheeks.

"Oh, so you haven't forgotten me then." Kyuubi's voice seemed more annoyed than angry.

"Sorry, I've been bouncing here and there."

"Peh, petty excuses, human." She turned away, humphing. She was a bit mad at him for what he'd done, going off and about, ignoring her without opening a conversation, even when he was all alone at times. But, even as she tried to ignore him this time, she found her scarlet slitted eyes sliding back towards him.

"Oh don't get all humphy, I'll make it up to ya."

"How's you gonna do that, huh." She arched a brow at him, but soon, both brows shot to her hair line as he stood in the air, to the seal went his hand. Though, when he tried to peel it down, a white fluid formed all across that arm, swirling around his limb with needles forming, elongating, with each inch he pulled. What was that stuff anyway? Why did it grow those spikes, ready to pierce him as soon as he pulled that last lip of seal?

"Wait!" Kyuubi's voice erupted up from her standing, just as the needles threatened to lunge into his arm.

Naruto slid his calm gaze down to her concerned one.

"It'll hurt you! Won't it?! So just...just leave me in here!" She screamed, but too late, realizing that he was dead set on releasing her.

Naruto ripped the piece off, and immediately the needles of white slung deep into his whole arm, tearing into sinew and muscle, edging to his very bone, slipping into his marrow. Blood was eaten by the white, taking it in with great gulps as it went even further still. Naruto felt the pain, but stared on as the gates were lifted, unflinching to what others would throw themselves to the ground and beg death to. This thing that latched itself to him, which spread across his shoulder and upper back, eclipsing ever onto towards his other arm, covering it too, was nothing compared to what he'd been through already.

When all settled down, what was left to bare, was a casing of white with ruins of black and red etched to him. On each hand was a set of claws, sharp and deadly, easily capable of ripping into flesh and rendering bone to brittle dust. A mask, fox like with the same scarlet and black ruins running down its white surface, appeared out of the thin air. The white of his eyes were now black, and scarlet slits were now golden slits.

He looked ever bit of a beast and of death and that of a terrifying monster.

Kyuubi came rushing out of the open space now, bowling into Naruto's chest-yet not able to knock him over. She held him tightly, and nestled her face into him. When she raised her eyes to meet his, she found that his gaze was out stretched to the black bleak distance. Looking at him now, the stoicism and calm he held chilled her, though he was ever a sight to see. Was a he man or beast, a fusion and mix, ever so taller than her human form, standing a few heads taller, looming ever onward, forever a creature of destruction?

When he let his gaze idle down to her, she found that she nearly leapt form her spot next to him, seeing a wrath hidden behind those dark golden orbs. Somehow, he laughed, a jovial hardy laugh that even she found strange. With and errant hand swiping it away with red and black Reishi dissipating with it, the mask flaked into nothingness, though still did the clawed hands and arms remain after. Holding her tightly, wrapping her in his big strong arms, Naruto leaned down, an inch of a hairs breath from her face.

"Lets go home, Kyuubi-chan."

Tai Harribel sat huddled in a cave corner, all alone. She stared down into the bleak, dark, ground, her emerald eyes just the same, void of anything. Her once stoic and strong face was now blank, downcast, thinking of letting her mind escape to madness, and to forever be done with life. Her once pure white jacket and hakama pants, the glory folds of cloth for all Espada members, was in tatters, shredded and thread bare, black spots stained them from a large scuffle, red blotting them even more so, reduced to nothing more, to this, this shadow of its former self.

Much the same went for the former tres Espada leader.

She remembered it, the events so quick yet recorded long in her mind, etched into her inner eyelids, so that every time she closed her eyes, the scene played out. No, even now, eyes half lidded with sorrow and such melancholy, she could still see in her minds eye what occurred about a month ago, upon their failed mission, their return to Los Noches.

Harribel could still see their faces.

She could still see the horrored shock.

The hatred.

The betrayal.

The zanpakuto!

The blood!

"AAAAAAAAAAAAHH!"

Harribel screamed bloody murder! Then and now did her lungs exert such a cry heavenward that even the mightiest would flee from, even as tears welled and streamed down her face, large globs of wet washing down as her breath ripped out into the air!

"Hate!" The word barely that of human countenance, beastly and gruff did it shoot out like a cero, heated and destructive. Her voice slung such a sound that any hollow close ran for its life, and those who could not hear, they did shutter at the intense feeling that washed over several miles.

"Kill! Kill!" She bellowed out, her fist slamming into the side stone of the cavern, the whole lip of it and cavern downward, fissured, breaking and exploding out in bits of dust, never to be anymore. Harribel did not care, not for anything, or anyone, anymore. No, that was an outright lie, she cared for one thing in all the rest of her life, the last thing she ever planned to do, till death, but she would not go without having his head, not without his blood splattered across the ground and forever for him to be gone.

"Aizen! Will! DIE!"

And a gold aura, her Reishi like a yellow inferno, formed and rippled. She turned her head towards where Los Noches was, her emerald glare glinting with that burning hatred for that single man she once would have called sama. But now she spat the name like venom, ready to stomp his head into paste.

But she knew that he was too strong for her still, the gap somehow still wide.

Her build-up of Reishi dissipated, the weight that settled over the land ceased, but always was there hatred in her eyes. She knew that if she was going to defeat Aizen, there was only one way she could do so, only one other man who could possibly help her in this endeavor to slay that venomous snake. She closed her eyes, turning to a single large pull she felt in her mind, and headed straight for him, sonido at her feet.

"Please, help me avenge my comrades, Naruto."

Naruto's eyes snapped open, crimson slits falling on a mess of red hair and nine bushy tails. She still wore that black tank top and green pair of shorts, making the nine tailed fox look quite adorable. Her porcelain skin was soft, absolutely to the touch, but beneath such pillowly flesh lay muscles as hard as granite, cords of steel, strength that even now, with all his abilities and powers, found that she would still decimate him.

His thoughts were broken when her head shifted beneath his gaze-though she was atop him-and watched as his crimson slits met scarlet. That gaze of hers shinned a brilliant color, vibrant and glowing with a happy quirk of the lips. She pressed her head to his temple, letting her lips briefly touch his, chaste in her affectionate kiss.

"N-Naruto! Who is that!"

Both red eyed beast-like people turned their gaze unto Samui, who's face was screwed up in slight confusion.

"Hey~" Kyuubi greeted, winking.

Samui's hair raised as a chill shivered down her spine, but a calm breath allowed her to save face and be stoic once more.

"This," Naruto told, sitting up, holding Kyuubi to his chest, "is the nine tailed fox, Kyuubi-chan."

Samui took a deeper breath in this time, and exhaled.

"Fuck you and this weird stuff you get into."

She abruptly stood, and began to head for the mouth of the cave, but a clanking at her side formed a question upon Naruto's lips.

"What's that?"

She froze, a sigh, and grasped the handle of her zanpakuto, pulling it out of its sheath. Turning around, showing that it was with the normal look of a katana. She placed it horizontal to the ground, and quickly swiped her hand across its sheen surface.

"Awaken, and turn all creation to ice, *Aisuninfu.*"

A flash of light brilled from its surface, encompassing it as she swiped her hand, and upon her palms passing, it changed into what appeared to be a long sword. From tip to guard, it was around four feet in length, a fuller down the middle. The guard was straight with a single hook on each end, and the leather bound handle, there too was a good foot in length, was normal considering what it appeared to be. But, it was what this sword had at its pommel that set it apart. It appeared as the head of a great white wolf, two glowing red eyes glaring, the snarling visage truly frightening to the eye.

"This is my zanpakuto, Naruto Uzimaki, with it, I shall become the next kage in the land of lightning, of the village hidden in the clouds." She raised that sword to him, the point tipped to his head. "And maybe, for what happened a month ago, I shall forgive you. But, you have to get me back there when this war between that Aizen man is finished. Are we clear?"

Naruto stood, a grand smile on his face.

"Yes mam!" He bellowed, saluting her. She halted and froze to that, but soon her body laxed, realizing that Naruto was going to do as Naruto was going to do. She turned about and stared into the bleakness of Hueco Mundo.

Naruto watched as she did so, knowing that she had definitely, finally, met her zanpakuto spirit, and that perhaps they changed her perspective. She was at least saying she did not hate him, so, there was that. Regardless of the change, he stood with Kyuubi at his side, almost clinging to him as they all exited the cave. It was then that Samui got a good look at Naruto, or more specifically, his hands-now claws. She was going to comment on it, but decided against it, reminding herself that Naruto's weirdness would just pull in more strange things-her included it seemed.

"Well, I guess its time we headed back to Konoha guys, we have some planning to do."

With that, out of the air itself, bared a lip, it opened up its maw, and two worlds were linked for that short time. Just before they stepped through to the shinobi world, however, Naruto heard something...off. The lip closed and he turned, head swiveling to find the strange noise. It sounded like a cry, as if someone were calling for help-no-it was more they were crying for someone close.

"You hear it too, don't you?" Kyuubi asked, fox ears twitching as she let go of his arm.

"It sounds like a-" his eyes widened, fury burning in them.

Dust and sand erupted out from beneath his feet, trench coat billowing behind him as he rushed towards the cry of something he hoped against. Something he had not her for many years. This cry, light toned and undoubtedly tear filled, was that of a small child's. This sound heralded his wrath, for he himself had cried just the same when villagers attacked him.

Sparks flew, he brushed the strange weapon away, gathering some green shape, and shunpo sped him up into the air. Out of harms way, Naruto looked at the little girl gathered in his arms. A little goat mask with a fissure on one side was the first thing he saw, then light green hair, with olive eyes wet with great globs of tears, streaking down red cheeks with a red line across her button nose. Her small ragged dress was as green as grass as well, like a potato sack.

"P-please, mmm-mister, save them-" her tiny voice cried as a shaking hand pointed as best it could to two hollows, one large as a mammoth, the other scrawny as a stick and more human, both riddled with gashes. Then, his eyes snapped towards a tall man in white, looking much like a spoon with that huge collar of his, an eye patch over his eye. His weapon looked like two crescent moons, facing away with a pole connecting them.

"Kage Bushin No Jutsu." His voice struggled to keep that eerie calm as a clone poofed next to him, Naruto trading off the little girl to the clone who wore the same glare.

"W-wait! Mister!"

Naruto stopped, turned.

"What's...w-what's your name?"

"Naruto Uzimaki, what's yours?" His voice constrained the anger, and opted for a sweet calm tone.

"N-Nel." She choked out, tears in her eyes.

"Nel, Nel listen. I do not know if I can save your friends, but I can make that man down there pay for what he did. Do you want that."

Nel's little head turned to the fallen forms of her friends, then to Nnoitra, a glare in her eyes.

"Yes." her voice trembled with the fore thought of what she just asked. If this man could kill spoon man down there, then what she just asked-to what she knew-was signing the death warrant for her friend's killer.

Naruto nodded sagely, head snapping down to once more glare at the man. He didn't rightly know what was going on, or why, but no child should be harmed, no one so young should have to deal with such a punishment. And because of that, Naruto was not holding back, all but releasing that last resort to form the giant dead fox.

So, with heated glare, Naruto allowed all but his slacks to be made undone by the familiars, leaving him bare chested, the hollow substance shining as he grasped both his weapons. The spoon man was very shocked that this man could have both powers of a shinigami and hollow-that feel steaming off of him in waves, retaining both in such a mix that it was hard to distinguish between the two. But what surprised him more, was when he held both weapons in one hand, and with a clawing motion, formed a hollow mask.

Two large fox ears bent back in anger, the protrusions of the snout and teeth baring out before him. Golden slitted eyes, cornered with black, gleamed a malice that sent shivers down the enemies spine. Nnoitra frowned, but grew a grin seconds later, raising his weapon to the sky, then back behind.

Before he could move, however, a static boom sounded.

Movement, a flash of bone white and scarlet, sand greeting his back, pain in his weapon arm, everything painful, a cleaver embedded between the loss of his limb. It was all so fast and all so encompassing, it took him a moment to realize what occurred, a moment of speed and pain and a loss, that was all it took, and before him stared a man-beast!-whose eyes were that of pure death, glaring down at him. the hollow mask parted, a reverberating sound like breaking glass, deep as the vast sands of Hueco Mundo, sounded in his ears.

"Pitiful Espada. I see the terror in your eye, I like that look. So maybe, just for one such as yourself, I will not kill you."

That sentence did little to aid his rising horror, instead, it only excited it.

"No, you will suffer endlessly, a great gnashing of teeth shall be yours, you shall know no light, only my infinite darkness, that is all that will consume you. Endless, eternal, oblivion! Now, dear familiar, let us begin the process of your true pain!"

Wide did those jagged jaws of death open, snapping down and gobbling the spoon man, the pain of being devoured alive was a burning one, blood that splattered the ground itself was then against sucked back into this monsters gullet by some unseen force of darkness. And then, all that the fifth Espada knew was darkness and madness, insanity pervading his mind, pain and pain and pain, eternal and forever, an oblivion to be, just as the blond fox, that beast and monster, so much like them, yet so different, had foretold.

With that, Naruto stood, releasing his mask, and attempted to aid Nel's dying friends.

In the end of his efforts, all Naruto could do was stir them, with the knowledge of healing jutsu he had, it was the best he could muster. When they awoke, still dying, they looked to him, Nel at his side. The skinny one reached out, caressing her cheek.

"N-Nel..." A rough cough erupted from his throat, so the other large hollow spoke up instead.

"Please, do not cry." His gaze shifted with sluggish laxity towards the blond red eyed man. "Even if you could save us, don't. Nel stays here in this terrible world because of us, so please, take her with you. Treat her well, stranger." Now even he began to cough, their wounds opening with each haggard breath. When they could once more control their hoarse voices, they lifted their hands towards Nel, eyes bleak with the barest hint of hope stagnant in their golden eyes. Then, before they disappeared into an unknown, bodies becoming Reiatsu and flying away by unseen winds, they spoke as one.

"Nellel. Be. Brave. . . ."

Then, they were gone, forever.

Nel reached out for their hands, that were not there.

Nel leapt from the blonds presence for the sand that her friends were at, but they were already gone.

Nel buried her face deep into the sand as her tears sprung anew, her cry heard, but never by them again.

Nel lifted her head up towards the bleak sky of Hueco Mundo, and somehow, rain began to pelter the land, wiping her tears away even as they came out.

"I-It isn't, It isn't f-fair! It's not fair! Why! IT'S NOT FAAAAIR! AAAAAAAAAAAAHH, aaaaaaahhaaaa!" Nel wailed out in a great voice, the fury and sadness, the fear-terror-and the encompassing hopelessness filling her chest, spreading out to every part of her. Her broken heart, cried out for her friends, her family, her brothers, but they never could heed the call, not anymore.

Then, in the middle of her shattered wail, a set of arms wrapped themselves around her, holding her, embracing her. She never turned, never wanted to see, never wanted to know, but she did know, who it was who comforted her in this time of sadness. When-after a long time of crying out-her lungs were spent, throat raw, a hoarse gasp was all her tired little body could do. In the midst of her mind, as her eyes began to wane and fall and she was to sleep from her screams and cries, she felt a gentle lift as her body was gathered up, swaddled and draped, comforted by the strange man in a crimson trench coat.

A/N

Hey guys, so, some sad stuff, Harribel's team and then Nel's being killed by spoon man. If you wonder why stuff is going a little early for that, wait till next chapter, Naruto explains some of what happened.

Oh, and I did the translations for certain things, thus Samui's sword name-Game of Thrones sword-having the ** around it so I could reference what it was down here.

*Aisuninfu- Ice Nymph

It kinda makes sense with her favorite word being 'cool' and all. And since i'm doing this, might as well do one for Naruto's then Rangiku's bankai.

NAUTO-

Hocho O Mimashita-saw cleaver

Suta Suraisa- star slicer

Dojina Hito-strange gun

Burasuto-blast

Deddo Seishin Kai-dead spirit release

RANGIKU-

Moeru Haineko-blazing ash cat.

Thought you guys might wanna know, just for shits and giggles, but anyway, hope ya enjoyed the chapter, and I will see you guys later, have a great day!

:^)