(A/N: This is Bleach fanfic. My first one. Hooray! Honestly, I never realized I was even going to do a Bleach fanfic. I remember saying that I was going to do one when I first started doing my Naruto fanfic, but I completely forget about planning one. Hell, I didn't watch or read anything Bleach related for almost a decade. It was only recently that I got back into Bleach. I rewatched all 366 episodes of the anime, including filler, and read the last arc. Although, I don't regret revisiting Bleach, it wasn't enough of a reason for me to start writing this fanfic. It was only after a I read a Bleach/Naruto fanfiction that I got inspired to write this story. However, instead of Ichigo getting transported into the world of Naruto, I've decided to put my OC, Kira [anyone who's read Kira's Ninja Adventure know who I'm talking about], into the world of Bleach. So, this is technically a Bleach/Naruto crossover. More precise, it takes place after the events of K'SNA. You can think of it of as an alternate universe or a side story of sorts because it's not a direct sequel. I already have a sequel for K'SNA planned and this isn't it. If I would put this story in anime terms, for more clarification, this entire story would be considered filler. A very long filler story. So don't going thinking it's canon to K'SNA. Hoped that explains everything! Enjoy the first chapter! Oh, by the way… I don't own Bleach or Naruto. Beta'd by AwesomeA909)

Unexpected Circumstance

A certain orange-haired Soul Reaper was out patrolling the streets of Karakura Town. Lately, there had been an increase of Hollow activates. This was the fourth night this week that he would stayed up all night slaying these soul-sucking monsters.

"Why don't these damn Hollows take a hike somewhere else?" Ichigo grumbled under his breath. It wasn't long before brown eyes spotted the first array of Hollows in the distance. Hands gripping the hilt of Zangetsu, he unsheathed the giant cleaver sword. He flash stepped towards the nearest Hollow, and with a quick flick of his wrist, he sliced through the Hollow's white mask.

That was one Hollow gone… A dozen more to go.

Ichigo started to take notice that the Hollows gathered around a certain area, as if they were attracted by some unknown force. Getting closer to the source, he spotted an unconscious girl. She looked to be around his age with short black hair and pale skin.

He didn't have to time to examine the girl any further, as he spotted several Hollows trying to devour her, most likely.

"Get away from her!" he shouted at the white masked monsters, trying to grab their attention away from the sleeping girl. He held his sword high above his head. "Getsuga Tenshou!" A flash of light blue spirit energy was released from his sword and hurled towards the spirit demons, destroying three of them.

The orange haired Soul Reaper sliced through the last two Hollows, watching as they disintegrated into nothing. Once the last of the Hollows were gone, he directed his attention to the girl.

Ichigo noted the gash on her head where blood was dripping from the wound and that her left ankle was twisted in an odd way, no doubt the bones were broken. At first thought, he wanted to take her home, but then he realized he doesn't even know who the mysterious girl was or where she lives for that matter. However, he did know that her injuries needed to be treated.

He scratched the back of his head. "Guess, I'll just take her to my house and have Dad treat her." And with that in mind, he picked up the unconscious girl and carried her towards the area where he left his body at.

"Hey, Dad!" Ichigo shouted for his father once he opened the door to his house, which also served as a local clinic.

"Yeah? What is it, Ichigo?" A tall man came barreling at his son with a goofy look on his face. He had spiky black hair and appeared to be in his forties. "Don't you know how late you are? Dinner was half an hour ago!"

He got ready to send a flying kick towards his son, only to stop short when he noticed the injured girl in his son's arms.

"Who's that, Ichigo?" His father, Isshin Kurosaki, asked, finally taking notice of the wounded girl in his son's arms.

The orange haired teen shook his head. "I don't know, Dad. I just found her lying, injured in the middle of the street on my way home."

"Ichigo, is that you?" A young feminine voice called. The young voice revealed to have belonged to an eleven year old girl with short brown hair wearing a pinking dress with a yellow apron draped over it. "Ichigo," the girl pouted. "You missed dinner!"

"Sorry, Yuzu, lost track of time," the teen spoke apologetically to his little sister.

"Who's that, Ichigo?" another young girl asked, pointing her finger at the unconscious woman in her big brother's arms. She was about the same age as the first girl and had short black hair, wearing a plain t-shirt and shorts.

Before Ichigo could explain, he was cut off by his father. "Ichigo, go lay her down on the bed, I'll take a look at her," Isshin directed his son, going into doctor mode. It always startled Ichigo when his usual goofy and childish father can turn uncharacteristically serious like this.

Not saying a word, Ichigo entered through a doorway with a curtain that led to the clinic part of the house with his father following after him. The orange haired boy placed the girl down on one of the beds, as instructed by his father, and left the room afterwards, confident in his father's medical abilities.

The only questions running through his mind were… Who was that girl? How did she end up laying in the middle of the street like that?

Hopefully, he'll get his answers once she woke up tomorrow.

Kira groaned slightly in pain as her blue eyes blinked open. Memories of what transpired which lead her to being knocked out flashed across her mind. She sat up from the bed she was currently occupying.

"Where am I?" Kira wondered as she glanced around the room. The smell of bleach and disinfect made her nose scrunched up in disgust, as she subconsciously clenched her arm.

She concentrated to feel any other presence in her area. She picked up four different energy signatures. Three of them were really weak, probably just ordinary humans. However, there was one particular aura that felt very powerful. Although, it also felt weird. She didn't know how to describe it. It didn't feel like chakra, at all. It was lighter, less dense and compressed. She didn't know how to explain, and she didn't care. She'll probably never meet this guy again. She had to return to the Leaf Village.

The dark haired girl took notice of the window above her, her ticket out of this dump. When she moved her legs, so she could reach the window latched, she winced in at the shooting pain spreading in her left ankle. She glanced down to see that it was bandaged with some kind of brace holding it up. Ignoring her injuries, she stealthy opened up the window, and hopped out.

Kira hissed slightly when her legs met the ground with a small 'thud'. Why didn't she simply block out the pain before making that jump? She didn't realize how dark it was, too busy trying to figure out how she ended being treated by unknown entities. She noticed that area was completely unfamiliar to her. It wasn't anywhere near Konoha nor the Capital.

"Did I end up in a completely different world?" Kira thought, aloud. Normally, she'd find the notion completely ridiculous, but that would be her old, naive self thinking such thoughts. After all the trauma and misery she went through, all thoughts of apprehension and skepticisms flew out the window. She could worry about it another time.

The dark haired girl glanced at the sign that protruded from the building she escaped from. 'Kurosaki Clinic', it read. She glared at the sign with all the hate she could muster, as if willing it to turn into ash.

She hated doctors!

Ichigo woke up to the annoying call of one of his father's sneak attacks. Great, he just woke up and he was already in a foul mood. The orange-headed teenager figured that he might as well start getting ready for school.

"Good morning, Ichigo," Yuzu greeted her big brother as her brown eyes noticed him descending down the stairs.

"Morning, Yuzu," Ichigo greeted her. His brown eyes darted across the dining room. "Where's Karin?"

"She's still getting ready for school," was the answer he received.

He scratched the back of his head. "I'm going to check up on our patient. She should be awake by now."

"If she is, asked her if she's hungry, I'm cooking bacon and eggs," the brown haired girl called after her brother, as he disappeared into the clinic.

Ichigo knocked on the door of the girl's room. "Hey! Are you up yet?" When he didn't get an answer, he knocked on the door even louder. He growled under his breath, before ripping the door open, no sense of tact for an injured patient crossed his mind.

"Hey! Are yo-" His angered compliant died in his throat as he noticed the empty bed and opened window.

A slew of emotions overwhelmed him, from surprise to anger and everything in between.

"What the hell is she thinking?" Ichigo yelled out, furiously. Noting the state of her broken ankle, he estimated that she should not be moving for at least a couple of weeks. Any sane person would know that! Is she trying to worsen her condition? The thought alone infuriated him.

"Ichigo!" Isshin bursted through the door at the sound of his son's yelling. "What's wrong, my son?" He noticed Ichigo glaring at the empty bed.

Isshin sighed. "There's no need to worry. I already contacted the authorities about an injured girl."

Brown eyes blinked in confusion as they stared into the older man's eyes.

"Don't worry about it," his father repeated once more. "If the police find her, they'll take her to the hospital. Normally, I'd call her parents, but I don't know if she has any nor their numbers."

Ichigo's body relaxed as his father explained the situation. Good, so the girl would get the help she needs. It still kind of irked him though. Didn't she know this was a clinic? Surely, his father's clinic was pretty well known in the area. Didn't she realize that she was safe here? What was so damn important that she'll leave before her ankle healed?

Ichigo barely made in time for class, blocking yet another one of Keigo's pesty greetings. Seriously! When was the idiot ever going to learn?

"Good morning, Ichigo!" burnt orange-haired, busty girl greeted him as soon as he stepped into the room.

"Hmm, morning, Orihime," he replied back.

"Ichigo, why are you so late?" another girl with spiky black hair asked him.

"My dad wanting my help looking after one of his patients," Ichigo subtly answered, leaving out the important details.

Afterwards, school started as usual does. The only thought that ran across the orange-haired teen's mind was where did that mysterious girl. When he saved her from the Hollows last night, she had a very high amount of spirit energy. But that's all but completely gone, so he couldn't track her.

Little did he know that the same girl would show up in class three months later.

(A/N: That's the end of the first chapter of this story. I honestly think this chapter has some flaws… First off, Ichigo sounds kind of OOC. I don't know if he is, just get the feeling that he does. This chapter also felt kinda sloppy. I'll go back and fix it later, this is only a test run. Because, like I explained at the beginning, this takes place after Kira's Ninja Adventure. I have an idea for the first five to seven chapters of this story, but, afterwards, this fanfic is going to be on indefinite hiatus until I actually finish K'SNA to avoid spoiling anything related to that story. Hmm, what to say, what to say… Don't worry, how Kira ended up in Karakura Town would be explained later. Hmm… I honestly got nothing else that I haven't already said in the beginning. I just hoped you found this chapter enjoyable. Any comments, please leave in a review! Thank you for reading!)