While the idea of making both Bleach and Naruto powers blossom was a good one, it clearly wasn't something that could be achieved overnight. Both sides faced towering challenges that would take time—and effort—to overcome.
On the Naruto side, dealing with kekkei genkai, cellular compatibility, and genetic integration was extremely delicate work. One misstep meant genetic collapse—and death.
As for the Bleach side? It was even worse.
Due to the unique nature of the Pure Land , spiritual energy and Reishi were ridiculously scarce in the ninja world. Even now, all the research into the soul-based systems had barely scratched the surface.
Yoru even began to suspect that the reason soul energy was so tightly regulated in the Pure Land… might be because that old Six Paths bastard was still scheming in the afterlife, hoarding all spiritual power to keep it from leaking into the living world. Completely absurd!
No matter what path he pursued, both required enormous time, resources, and manpower.
Thankfully, Yoru was still young and held a high enough position; otherwise, it would have been truly difficult.
"See you soon, little Uchiha…"
The whisper stirred Shisui from his haze.
He had new eyes now. A new life.
Gazing at the gradually familiar room, the genius of the Uchiha clan slowly rose. Under the supervision of Kirigakure ANBU at the door, he began to wash up and eat.
Despite being a prisoner, Shisui was treated like royalty. Eggs, milk, fresh vegetables, meat—far more luxurious than even the Uchiha compound back home.
However, despite this extravagant breakfast, which would be incredibly valuable in wartime, Shisui had little appetite. He clearly knew what awaited him after finishing the rich meal.
If it were ordinary people, it might be fine, but if he encountered those humanoid wild beasts from the Kaguya clan...
Ah, I just woke up and am enjoying a luxurious breakfast that only high-ranking nobles in the current Shinobi world can partake in, so why are my kidneys already aching faintly?!
After eating, Shisui numbly followed the Kirigakure ANBU guarding him to a peculiar room.
The streets of Kirigakure were… bustling?
To his surprise, on the way, Shisui distinctly felt that the surrounding streets were much more crowded and lively with Kirigakure shinobi and civilians. This made Shisui somewhat curious. Although he had been living an exhausting, disorienting life these past few days, he had some understanding of Kirigakure's current situation. The village, with its extremely scarce population, simply couldn't have so many people.
"Did something major happen that caused everyone to gather?" Shisui Uchiha asked the female ANBU guarding him, walking while observing the bustling Kirigakure residents heading towards the Mizukage's office building.
"Nothing much, just that your Konoha envoys have arrived. The Mizukage-sama has decided to broadcast the entire peace negotiation process live from the Mizukage's office building rooftop. Everyone must want to witness this historic moment."
"Oh, by the way, you might even know some of the people who came this time. The leader is Danzō Shimura, Konoha's Darkness of the Shinobi. There seems to be another Uchiha clan member in the team, named Hachidai or something."
"…I don't know him."
Listening to the female ANBU beside him, Shisui Uchiha instinctively denied it. His pace, which had been deliberately slow due to his resistance, suddenly quickened. How could he not know Uchiha Yashiro? That was his clan member, his comrade, one of his highly esteemed followers from the past! If he were to see Shisui in his current state and spread the news back to Konoha...
Shisui Uchiha's speed picked up even more, surprising the female ANBU beside him.
Tch. So all that resistance earlier was just an act? the ANBU woman sneered internally. These Uchiha really are all the same—acting cold, then getting completely hooked once they've had a taste."
She followed him casually to the assigned room.
At the door, another kunoichi waited — a Kaguya clan member with the distinctive red mark on her forehead. She was smiling.
Shisui froze, visibly shaken. His legs trembled slightly.
But then he remembered what was happening on the rooftop. Danzō, Hachidai, maybe even other former comrades...
He couldn't afford to be weak. Steeling himself, he stepped forward with grim determination—ready to face the abyss once more.
Meanwhile, atop the Mizukage Tower…
"Kirigakure Live Broadcast, Kirigakure Live Broadcast! You are now watching the live signing of the peace agreement between Kirigakure and Konoha. We can clearly see the Konoha envoy walking towards us; they are..."
The booming voice echoed from speakers and television screens across the village. The rooftop scene was projected city-wide via monitors.
"They're here! They're really here!"
"Ahhh, Fourth Mizukage! So handsome, Fourth Mizukage! I want to have your babies!"
"Konoha's people are here!"
"That guy is Danzō Shimura, right? Damn it, Konoha, you finally have a day to surrender and admit defeat, awesome!"
"Exactly! Kirigakure is the first in the entire Shinobi world to accept Konoha's surrender and reparations! Truly worthy of the Fourth Mizukage!"
"LONG LIVE THE FOURTH MIZUKAGE!"
When Hiruzen Sarutobi had entrusted him with this mission, saying, "I can only count on you, Danzō," Danzō had practically grinned ear to ear.
But now, standing in the middle of this public circus, he realized he'd been played. Hard.
The terms were already settled. All that remained was to sign the agreement. Normally, this would be a simple, low-key affair—just a quick signature and done.
But here? It was like they were hosting the coronation of a new Kage.
"Welcome, Konoha representatives. Long time no see, Lord Danzō."
Yuki Yoru sat calmly at the center of the table, clad in formal Mizukage robes. Beside him sat the aging Third Mizukage, Yuki Setsu, Kaguya Mantake, Hōzuki Genzuki—every major power in Kiri.
Many of them hadn't needed to attend. But when they heard Konoha was visiting, they barged into Yoru's office demanding seats.
They didn't look like elderly shinobi. They looked like fans waiting for a live concert.
"Lord Mizukage... it's been a while," Danzō said with thinly veiled resentment as he took his seat. The rest of the Konoha delegation looked just as grim.
The Kirigakure elders tried to maintain solemn expressions, but the barely suppressed smirks at the corners of their mouths betrayed their true feelings.
Outside, the cheers only grew louder.
"Hahahaha, we're going to get rich now! These past few days, I've received cooperation proposals from nearly a dozen large and small TV stations, including Iwagakure TV, Kumogakure TV, Sunagakure TV, and Kusagakure TV, all wanting to repeatedly broadcast this meeting. The prices they're offering are so high, I can't even believe it!"
The head of Kirigakure TV directed the cameraman to film well, his mouth practically splitting into a grin. This was what you called buzz, what you called traffic—this was truly massive buzz, massive traffic! The world had suffered under Konoha for too long!
"To promote lasting peace in the shinobi world, Konoha and Kirigakure hereby pledge…"
Yoru's voice was calm and steady as he read through a thousand-word peace declaration, filled with talk of mutual trust, cultural exchange, economic cooperation, and shared countermeasures against rogue threats.
Applause followed.
Louder still was the celebration from the villagers below.
Then came Danzō's turn. He pulled out his speech, trying to deliver it with dignity—but hecklers shouted:
"Konoha trash!"
"Danzō's a clown!"
"Fire Country sucks!"
Even with decades of political training, Danzō fumbled his words repeatedly.
Still, he endured.
Two prepared copies of the peace agreement were placed in the hands of both parties. The Fourth Mizukage, Yuki Setsu, and Danzō signed them separately, marking the perfect conclusion of this political show.
Konoha would gain precious time to recover, and Kirigakure, while obtaining significant reparations to sustain its development, would also add a significant political achievement to the Fourth Mizukage, Yuki Yoru's record!
"All for the sake of peace, Lord Danzō," Yoru said with a gentle smile, extending his hand.
Danzō paused. Then accepted.
"Kirigakure rarely receives such honored guests. You should stay a few days and enjoy our hospitality."
Enjoy what? Your assassins? Your haunted mist?
Still, when Danzō opened his mouth to decline… his lips betrayed him.
"You're right, Lord Mizukage. I'd be honored to stay and appreciate the beauty of Kirigakure."
"…Ah, what a pleasure! We're truly humbled, Lord Danzō."
"…Not at all."
"…You're too kind."
The exchange was so absurdly cordial that both Kiri and Konoha shinobi looked stunned.
Back in the Leaf, Danzō had raged about Yoru daily. Now they were chatting like lifelong friends.
But Danzō had spoken. The Konoha team had no choice. They checked into inns under ANBU watch.
Meanwhile, Yoru led Danzō back to the Mizukage's office.
"You must be exhausted from your journey, Lord Danzo. Now, about our alliance—let's start with something simple…"
Yoru snapped his fingers, dropping several scrolls in front of him. His voice dropped, and from beneath his eye-mask, the Mangekyō Sharingan lit up — its shuriken-like pattern spinning slowly.
"I think you should write down everything you know. All of Konoha's sealing jutsu, forbidden techniques, Root secrets, jutsu from the Scroll of Seals… Everything."
Kotoamatsukami — the Eye that Commands the Will.
Danzō blinked, then nodded obediently.
"Yes, Lord Mizukage. I'll write them all down."
Without hesitation, Danzō began.
Reverse Four Symbols Seal
Curse Mark of the Tongue
Self-Cursed Binding Seal
Wood Release Forbidden Techniques
Flying Thunder God Technique
Impure World Reincarnation
Shadow Clone Technique
Hiding in Shadow Technique…
Yoru's grin widened with every word.
The more Yoru read, the wider his smile grew.
Danzō may have been mediocre in strength and morals, but his knowledge of Konoha's secrets was second only to the Hokage himself.
As chakra and vision drained from Yoru's eye, blood trickled down his cheek. But he smiled through it.
"Lord Danzō, your calligraphy is exquisite. I must learn from you."
"Haha… just a few more years of practice, is all."
"So modest! Your penmanship truly breathes life into the page…"
Finally, when Danzō had written everything of value, Yoru sealed the scrolls away, closed his eye, and disappeared in a flash.
Only his voice remained:
"With these documents, the Kirigakure–Konoha alliance will be unbreakable!"
"Guards — escort Lord Danzō to his room. He must be exhausted."
"Yes, Mizukage-sama!"
Danzō stood alone in the empty office, dazed.
"…Yes… I am… tired…"