Master of Death: Human Perspective

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Naruto x Harem

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Story Start

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He had made it. Trudging through the pain he made his way towards her. "Hime-chan," he softly called out to the woman before him.

Inoue Orihime.

His best friend. The one that meant everything to him.

There she stood before him. In the damned outfits of those Arrancar. The outfit she was wearing consisted of a short white jacket with black outlines over a long one piece dress and white skirt with a black belt. Even if she was forced into the outfit of those damn bastards the orangette never looked more beautiful. She looked a little roughed up with the shoulder and neck area of her outfit torn, but she seemed to be in one piece.

He had reached her and they stopped a few feet of each other. He reached out and help but wipe off a stray tear that was tracing down Orihime's cheek. The later jumped a little at the touch, but then calmed down upon looking into his warm eyes.

But soon, his mind ventured to different thoughts on her. She was gentle, kind, intelligent, and wise and caring, especially about him: She always seemed to empathize with him, to perfectly understand, even from before all this madness happened. She would worry, too, always worry about protecting others with little care for herself.

"Inoue…why?"

She looked stricken by the question, her eyes widened and her mouth slightly open, and a wave of remorse instantly flooded Naruto. However, he knew that his question needed to be answered, no matter how painful it would be. "I… I – w-well that is…Ulquiorra…when he…" She trailed off.

"I should have known he played a part," Naruto confirmed. Though he could see it in her eyes there was something more. "Hime-chan there's more to it isn't there?" He got his answered when she shied away and clamped her eyes shut. "Why?"

"I…I…" She opened her eyes as tears threatened to fall. "I couldn't let you die!" She exclaimed. "He said he was going to kill you! And not just you!" she continued, her breathing a little more rapid, "He said he would kill you and Rangiku-chan and Tatsuki-chan and everyone I care about!" She was outright crying now. "Wh-what could I do? If I refused - if I decided to stay home – everyone would have died, a-and…" she sobbed heavily, "It would be my fault."

"I-Inoue..." He gently called out to her as he tried to console her.

"And you got hurt trying to save me." The tears begant o fall as she began to sob from the emotional pain welling up in her heart. "It's my fault. You must hate me."

Naruto's arms wrapped around her, pulling her into a warm and comforting embrace. "I could never hate you. Nothing will ever change how I feel about you. I care about you too much and when you were taken it made me realize how much you meant to me."

Her breathing became more regular as she squeaked, "… really?"

"Yes really." He replied with a soft smile.

"I'm so sorry. You came all this way to save me and all I can do is cry."

"It's okay," Naruto embraced her fully, holding her close to him. "Never again, don't ever leave again okay."

"I won't…" she murmured. "Never again."

"Just have faith in me and n matter who or what I have to fight I will win. I will protect you no matter what so never give up okay."

"Okay," she replied with a nod, and then looked directly up at Naruto.

"A-Arashi-kun…" she softly said, her cheeks began to burn red upon realizing he continued to held her.

"Naruto…" He corrected her with a warm smile. "The woman I love has the right to know my real name."

A gasp escaped Inoue's lips. She felt like she was going to faint. Love. He loved her? Naruto leaned over and captured her lips in a soft and passionate kiss that suddenly made her stomach felt like it was doing flops and flips. She began feverishly returning the kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck.

The kiss soon ended as the two of them softly rubbed their noses together. "You know," A wry smile began to form on Naruto's lips. "I'm half tempted to suggest you keep this outfit."

Orihime's eyes widened as she looked down at the outfit she was provided. Said outfit clung to her form and outlined both her rather generous chest and backside. "Aras…I mean Naruto-kun, really?" Even though she wanted to scold the blond she was just happy that he was here and that he loved her. She couldn't help but let out a squeak then blushed furiously when Naruto's hand traveled southward to her hip.

"So did they give you some black lace to go with the outfit? If they did that's definitely a keeper."

"I'm so embarrassed." It looked like some things never changed. What made it worse was the outfit did In fact come with black lace panties.

"Don't be," he said gently, and her blush faded slightly. "You look beautiful." He honestly added. "Anyway we need to find the others and get you home." He remarked as he reached down and grabbed her hand. Orihime happily took the hand as they began making their trek when a figure Sonido behind them. "Here I thought it was going to be easy. My mistake." Naruto turned to face the figure as he prepared for the fight of his life.

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How it all began.

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My name is Arashi Mirai, age sixteen, and high school student. My family consists of my little brother, Hibiki Mirai who's a bit of a trouble-maker and our older sister Aki Mirai, a teacher at the Highschool we attend. We're able to just get by on her income along with some money we get sent by a distant aunt.

"I'm home...'' a young man with short black hair with blond highlights stated as he walked through the door.

"You're Late!" Hibiki, age fourteen, freshman twisted backwards as Aki managed to land a sharp slap to the back of his head. Hibiki may have been fast but Aki was faster.

"What time do you think it is, you Delinquent!? You know dinner is every night at 7!''

'My brother, Hibiki is something of a delinquent. He doesn't do well in school which is kinda ironic considering the Mirai family values education as a our virtue.'

Hibiki clambered back up, a vein throbbing in his head. "You! Is that how you greet your little brother who just finished saving the life of an old lady who was about to fall down a flight of stairs?"

'He's something of a liar too'

Aki responded with just as much force, shouting right back in her brother's face. "Silence! I'm no mood for your lies tonight. You promised me you were going to be home tonight to do the dishes."

"Hey stop the fighting you two!" Arashi pleaded. "Just come over here and eat your dinner!" But his siblings ignored him and continued fighting. He let out a sigh and began eating his meal. Per usual he ignored his siblings and simply finished his chores for the night.

The following day he got up early and prepared for the day. As usual he caught a ride with his sister to the campus. With that he was ready to start the day and what better way than to troll the halls for the object of his affection. ''Sukkkkkkkki-chaaaaaaaan!'' Arashi's voice cried out through the school, right on time. It was another ordinary occurrence at Karukura high.

The person in question was one Arisawa Tatsuki, who was well-known throughout the school as the captain of the Karate club. She was of average height with black hair and brown eyes with a lean frame. Her hair was short and dark, spiked out at the sides in tune with her figure. She was often seen alongside Orihime, one of the more popular students, mainly by the male populous because of her figure and kind nature.

Like always, Arashi was often known as the less annoying, but just as crazy male version of Chizuru, who did little to hide her sexuality. Though it was subversion as Arashi was straight and he had a thing for tomboyish Tatsuki.

One of the said blond's usual greetings of the tomboy was hugging her from behind and fondling her breasts. ''Suki-chan's C-cups are as perky as always.'' He chirped as much to his object of affection annoyance he managed to get the drop on her...yet again.

''Baka-hentai!'' The sound of the sharp and powerful slap echoed throughout the area.

And like always the angry tomboy would let loose her righteous fur on the blond who laid crumbled up on the ground groaning. It was so common most of the older students hardly turned an eye at this. It was the freshmen who were not used to this dynamic or transfer students who mostly saw this spectacle in disbelief.

Tatsuki clutched her right hand, a faint pink colored her cheeks. ''What have I told you about groping me? And calling me Suki-chan?'' She furiously demanded.

Arashi's crush for Tatsuki was well known. Ever since they were eight and he suddenly proclaimed he was madly in love with her there usual dynamic began to grow. He had even started calling her Suki-chan for quite a while now; while it was a slip here or there when they were younger it was the increasing frequency in the last year or so that she found annoying because people started to jokingly teasing her about being Arashi's girlfriend. The feminine name and such was not something the tomboy found herself often having to deal with seeing as most people saw her as the tomboy and often treated her as one of the guys.

''Hime-chan!"' Arashi cried out with exaggerated tears as his bottom lip trembled and he sniffled a bit. ''Suki-chan is being so mean!'' he cried out and sniffled some more which only drew in various looks of amusement who were look to this and confusion for those who were new. Speaking of hime-chan it was none other than another one of Arashi's longtime friends. Walking down the hall was one of Karukura's brightest students. Though, one wouldn't know it because the girl acted rather naïve and clueless most of the time. She too was of average height, with brown eyes and long, waist-length burnt orange hair. Her already curvaceous figure was highlight even more by her rather large breasts. She also wore her hair in bangs, tucked behind her ears with hairpins.

''Aaw...come here Ara-chan!'' She said with open arms as she beckoned Arashi over to comfort him. She hated seeing her friends injured or upset.

Once more the duos were doing their infamous hug.

''Oh Hime-chan!''

''Ara-chan!''

''Hime-chan!''

''Ara-chan!"'

Everyone not used to the sight looked on in confusion and jealousy. Most of the guys murmuring 'a lucky bastard,' wishing to have the orange haired Goddesses breasts pressed against them.

''Baka! What have I told you about corrupting Orihime!" Tatsuki declared as she kicked Arashi in the back of his head causing him to fall forward. A few moments later he recovered and began rubbing his head where Tatsuki's sneakered foot impacted.

''Oow...but...I didn't even start the hug.'' he pointed out with a bit of an annoyed huff. Why did his Suki-chan have to hit so hard?

''Yeah well if you didn't show it to her in the first place...'' The brunette scowled. ''I don't even know why I bother.''

''Ooh Suki-chan. While I like the front I love watching you go.'' Arashi jumped up and broke out before the brunette could strangle him. Not too far down the hall a cry of 'Aah!' could be heard. Once more Arashi had ran into Sado. Sado, a teenager of Mexican descent stood out. With wavy brown hair that generally hung over his brown eyes the man was a giant. Muscular and extremely tall, appearing like he should be a freshman in college instead of a high school Sophomore.

''I see you've upset Arisawa-san again,'' The tall teen stated the obvious. It was more than a friendly observation and conversation starter.

''Upset! At me? Never! Suki-chan loves me! She just shows it in her own special way. Well class is about to begin, let's not be late.'' he suggested as they made their way to class.

Class was something quite interesting to say the least. A new student had arrived. A young black hair girl, petite in size with violet eyes.

"Hello there! My name's Rukia Kuchiki, nice to meet you!" She introduced herself as her gaze seem to fall on Ichigo. He looked down and his eyes seemed to be slightly alarmed. Apparently the chick wrote something on her hand. The bell rang and Arashi followed the duo into the halls. Listening in on their conversation.

"But aren't you supposed to go back to this Soul Society of yours?"

"I can't." He heard a sigh. "Only shinigami can go back to the soul Society.I haven't the power to return anymore."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Last night I lost all of my powers as a shinigami. I'm afraid they were all absorbed into you, Ichigo."

Arashi began to reflect on what he just heard. 'A Shinigami that lost all her power? That doesn't...could he had...''

"Thanks to you, I'm stuck in this gigai."

"Gigai?"

"It's a temporary body we soul reapers use in case of an emergency. If a shinigami is weakened, they live inside of a gigai until the recover their strength. While in a gigai, they can be seen just as easily as any other human."

Arashi decided to continue to watch from afar. He wasn't surprised by Ichigo's refusal to take up the cause. A guy like him would only value power to save his family. He even watched the Shinigami tried to get him to make a choice of either committing to the job completely or not at all, by trying to force him to ignore the soul of a boy in nature right in front of him.

Predictably he helped the spirit and giving the bullshit reason he simply wanted to. He watched as Ichigo performed his first Konso. Thanks were definitely going to get interesting from this point on.

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Chapter End

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One of my original stories. Didn't need to be touched up too much, but part of my coming back is finally working on and redoing old stories like this. Hopefully you'll come to enjoy it.

Expect chapter two to officially come out in a few days.

Aki Mirai = Bright Future

Hibki Mirai = Sound Future

Arashi Mirai = Stormy Future