Ch. 1 - Stepping into a new life

Disclaimer: Neither Naruto nor Bleach belong to me, it's a sad truth, but I've come to accept it.

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In the eyes of the many, the loss of one life for the sake of everyone else doesn't seem like a big loss. Their just one and they are more than that, but even so how does one choose whether to save one life, or forsake them for the many.

It was a hard truth in the world of the soul reapers, not a choice at all, but a necessary fact of life. The one never outweighed the many, even the few could hardly stand against the odds. Once in a lifetime was the many versus the one challenged, and that's once in a soul reaper's lifetime.

A loud sound sent the soul society into a panic. Seated officers ran from their barracks to address the situation, but in no way an orderly fashion.

Head captain Yamamoto stood at the edge of the tower that looked out over the entirety of the Gotei 13, his staff in hand. The surprise wasn't etched into the old wrinkles on his face, but it was there.

An energy disturbance of massive proportions had just set off their scanners. The soul pressure emitted was in no way natural and it didn't even belong to a soul reaper – that much he could tell. The same instant the energy appeared it also vanished like it had never existed.

The head captain watched as the squad raced around in panic, searching something that was there no longer. He could easily let them know but he left that to the captains of each squad. He knew they were capable of calming and regaining control of the situation.

Footsteps sounded from behind the elder man. He didn't even turn; already knowing who it was that was approaching him.

A white haired soul reaper, sporting an also white captain's uniform, walked up behind the head captain and kneeled. "Head Captain Yamamoto, there was a massive disturbance, do you know what's happening?"

The head captain's head lowered for a moment, as if he was considering the possibilities. "Something has entered our world."

"Sir, you don't mean a hollow with that kind of soul pressure?"

"It wasn't a hollow."

"Then what was it, Sir?"

"I do not know, Captain Ukitake." The head captain said, "Bring me the captain of the second division."

"Yes, Head captain Yamamoto."

Captain Ukitake disappeared and Yamamoto just continued to stare out into the starry night sky.

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Sasuke... you need to hear me, Sasuke...

A familiar dream played through Sasuke's mind, one he'd had far too many times to care. The voice of another speaking to him, the blood dripping from his hands, and his sword lying on the cold stone archway of some goliath structure – yep it was the same dream he had almost every night.

The fate of the one, against the fate of the many.

The line seemed to be on a skip as it played through his mind as much as the dreams. He didn't understand it or care either way.

"Sasuke, you need to wake up." A nagging voice called into his room.

His eyes opened slowly to blinding light flooding in from his open window. The rays confused his vision as he stared up at the tall dark haired woman he knew as his mother. Her hands were on her hips and she wore the "I can't believe you" look as she stood above him.

"Mom, what time is it?" Sasuke asked under the comforts of his blanket.

"It's time for you to get your butt out of bed," Sasuke's mom said with a stern expression on her face. "You don't want to be late for your first day at a new school."

Yeah, because that was a big deal, he'd been to many schools before this one and was always top of his class, and that was with as little care and patience as he could afford. "Yeah, Mom, I'll be up in a sec."

She smiled at him, a warm caring smile that felt oddly warming to him. He smiled back as he threw the covers off of himself. His mom left the room, giving him plenty of time to grab his clothes and dress very quickly. He ran to the bathroom and exited looking as ready as he'd ever be.

Sasuke Uchiha was a regular fifteen year old boy, whose family happened to travel around a lot. His family included his mom Mikoto Uchiha, his father Fugaku Uchiha, and his thirteen year old sister Isami Uchiha. They just moved to Karakura town that summer and had barely settled in before classes were scheduled to begin.

Sasuke didn't like the town. It gave off an odd presence at all times. When they first moved in he didn't leave his house much and even inside his home he could feel that waves of some dark energy pulsing all over town. That didn't even cover the weird people that lived there, there were always fights going on at all times of the day.

He hadn't made any friends yet but that was how Sasuke worked. He never let anyone other than his family get close and that's the way he liked it. It would be less people to cry at his funeral, though that's a little bit of a sad thought, even for him.

Sasuke walked down the stairs to see his family huddled around the table. His dad flipped through the newspaper while his mom and sister chatted away as they ate breakfast. Sasuke took his seat without a word and poured cereal into his bowl.

Fugaku put laid his newspaper on the table and studied his son for a moment. Sasuke noticed but didn't give any reaction. His father was a very strict and scrutinizing man, but also kind hearted, but mostly to his sister Isami.

His father had black hair, like his, and the same stoic look, while his mother had almost always a smile on her face. His sister had black hair as well, usually pulled back in a thick pony held together by a dark blue ribbon. She had blue eyes though, unlike the rest of the Uchiha family who had onyx eyes.

"Sasuke, are you excited to be starting school so soon?" Fugaku asked.

Sasuke knew he was just trying to make light conversation. For the longest time all Sasuke wanted was to make his father proud – his grades, sport awards, and other activities proved it – but he soon found that he and his father had nothing in common and his father wasn't easily impressed. So he gave up on trying achieving the impossible.

"Sure," Sasuke said. His father smiled and went back to his paper. At least he was satisfied with that answer. Sasuke and his father had one thing in common, they liked to say as little as possible.

"So are you going to walk me to school today?" Isami asked.

"Don't we go to the same school now?"

"Yeah, but some brothers might think they're too cool to walk with their little sisters to school."

"Well lucky you then, because I'm not that kind of brother," Sasuke said and gave his little sister a pat on the head.

"Hey, hey," she swatted his hand away. "I worked for two hours trying to get my hair perfect."

Sasuke smirked. "It took you two hours to put your hair in a pony?" Sasuke looked to his dad who gave a small chuckle and took a drink of his coffee.

"You two should be heading off to school soon, right?" Mikoto said.

Sasuke nodded and picked his backpack up off of the floor. "Come, Isami. We really should hurry."

Isami stood and grabbed her pink back pack, clearly ready to go. She followed him out the door and into the bright and early day.

They walked silently along the sidewalks of the semi-busy Karakura town. Since it was a school day they could see many other children walking to school or riding the bus. Sasuke kept his mind focused as always.

A new school meant a new set of problems. It would mean two things for certain, new fangirls, and new rivals. That's what school came down to most of the time, and it really wasn't his fault. All he wanted was to learn in peace and excel in all his classes, then go home and read.

Life couldn't get much better than that? But he was always annoyed by the amount of people that would surround him as the 'new kid', which happened a lot since his family travelled so much.

He just wished for once people would ignore him, make him an oblivious thing, more like the scenery than the center of attention.

Sasuke and Isami walked around the corner and could see the school now. It didn't look like anything special, a big main building, a few side buildings for other classes, and a few fields to the side for outside activities and sports. It looked like every other school he'd ever been to, and it was looking to be another great start to a school he wouldn't stay at longer than a year.

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