This may just be a one shot story, depends on the reviews I get. Anyway, let the story begin!

Slow motion running. That's how it should have happened. They never spoke to each other, they never saw each other, and Naruto didn't know the truth about him. Until that day. The day he went to Seireitei.

Instead it was a quiet, awkward moment. Not a single sound was made. Not even the loud Kenpachi said anything. It was just Naruto and him- Minato Namikaze. Naruto didn't believe it at first when that damn Kuchiki (who reminded him a bit of Sasuke) told him that his father was waiting for him. And that he was the captain of the eighth division. Even in death, the Yondaime made incredible feats. Yet, he couldn't make the incredible feat of being alive for his son.

Naruto shifted uncomfortably in his Shihakushō (the shinigami uniform) and bit his lip. Minato scratched the back of his head. The silence seemed to go on forever.

"H-hey, dad," Naruto broke the silence. He was whispering, but his voice seemed to carry out into the whole of Soul Society. "I guess we need to catch up."

Minato nodded. "I guess so too. I didn't expect you to pass away so quickly. You had so much life left. I'm sorry, Naru…"

"YOU SHOULD BE!" Naruto yelled. He clenched his fists and glared at his father. "Did you ever stop to think that maybe I didn't want a life like that? A life without a family? Growing up without friends to support me? Did you ever once wonder…" Naruto walked towards his father. "…THAT I NEEDED MY DAD?"

And with that, Naruto raised his fist and punched Minato's stomach. Minato gasped in surprise and hunched over. Naruto glared at him for as long as he could, then his ice-cold glare turned warm. His scowl turned into a grin. "I miss you, dad."

Naruto jumped on Minato, who was still hunched over. "Ouch! Naruto, how much ramen have you eaten?" Naruto chuckled. "None, that's one of the reasons I came here. They didn't have ramen outside."

Minato suddenly stood straight, and gave a grave look to Naruto. "Naruto… there's something very, very important I have to tell you…"

"WHAAAAAAA?"

Naruto gaped at Minato. He sniffed and started to cry. Minato took his son's hand. "I'm sorry; there was nothing I could do. No matter how hard I tried, the old geezer wouldn't let me invent ramen in here. There's no such thing as ramen in the Soul Society. None of that delicious, juicy noodles…oh god."

Minato too started to wail, and both of the blondes were crying like they were toddlers again. Toshiro scowled. Great, now we have another ramen fanatic. Does this kid even have a zanpakuto? How did he get into the 13 gotei so quickly? Even Kuchiki had to go to the academy, so why this does this kid…?

Ukitake smiled. It's nice to see Minato with his son. Ever since what happened to Kushina, he didn't speak to anyone. He was so… isolated. Now here he is, smiling like that never happened. Poor guy…

Kenpachi wasn't being happy for Minato and Naruto or wondering how Naruto got to the 13 gotei so fast. He was excited, however, about fighting that whiskered kid. "Brat, you and me are gonna fight one day," he murmured. Yachiku giggled. "Ken-chan," she said, "isn't he the guy that had the Kyuubi inside him? If you fight, I'm watching!"

Kenpachi grinned. "Wonder what company he's in. I'll see if I can get the old man to place him in my squad. Uzumaki Naruto, eleventh company. He'll be having a good fighting spirit."

"Zaraki…"

Kenpachi almost jumped out of his skin. He turned around and came face to face with Byakuya. "…Naruto Uzumaki will not fight you, and he will not be in your squad. I can guarantee that," the Kuchiki said calmly. Kenpachi snorted. "You don't know that."

"Actually I can. I already suggested to the Captain General to not to place Uzumaki in your squad. He agrees."

"…I hate you, Kuchiki."

Byakuya turned around, and no one saw the small smirk that flashed across his face. This may be an interesting experience. Although I don't like the fact that there will be another Uzumaki around.

That night, Naruto slept in Minato's mansion. He had eaten with Minato at the table, and they talked for hours on end. He didn't want it to stop. But, to Naruto's disappointment, Minato ordered his son to go to bed at ten. "You have an important day tomorrow," the Yondaime had said, "so you should rest. You need your energy, Naruto."

"What happens tomorrow?"

"We start training," Minato had replied. "You though you skipped twenty years of the academy for nothing? You are to be trained under me."

Naruto nodded. "Ok, but first of all," he began, "which squad am I in?"

Minato held up his hand to stop his son from talking. "We haven't thought about that yet. You may be put into my squad…"

"YES!"

"…or Ukitake's, Hitsugaya's, Ichimaru's, or Byaku…"

"NO!"

"…ya's. What's wrong with those people, Naruto?"

Naruto scowled and stuck out his tongue. "Ukitake and Toshiro I can handle, but Gin and Byakuya creep me out! And what's more, Byakuya is like Sasuke! He gets on my nerves," he complained. "Why should I spend another couple thousand years with him?"

Minato patted his son on the back, and gave him the good guy smile. "Don't worry; I'll sort it out with Yamamato. This will work out in the end, Naruto, I promise."

~The following morning ~

Minato woke up on the floor of his room. His clothes were piled on the floor, and his zanpakuto rested on the desk. He smirked mischievously and quickly snatched his sword. Today's the first day, he thought. Better wake Naruto up.

The Yondaime was normally not the morning person, but that morning was different: he had to set a fine example for his son. Naruto thinks that he has a perfect pervy jutsu. Minato knows he doesn't. Minato has the BEST pervy jutsu. Ever.

Naruto's room was right next door to Minato's. If Naruto was like his father, then his room should look like a bomb hit it. Which it did.

Naruto loved to sleep in. It was so good, getting that extra moment of sleep. Even in death, he had his old habits. Nothing can spoil this moment. Nothing…

"Hey, Naruto!"

Naruto groaned and opened his eyes somewhat reluctantly. "What?" he moaned. He sat up and stared at his father. "What is it?"

Minato was smirking and had a mischievous glint in his eye. "Behold, Naruto!" he yelled, making hand signs. "The most PERVY jutsu of them all!"

Naruto rubbed his eyes and blinked. "Eh?"

"ULTIMATE PERVY NAMIKAZE HAREM NO JUTSU!"

~Poof~

Minato was gone. In his place were three naked girls, with clouds covering their privates. But that was enough to make the common man faint. Naruto, however, wasn't the common man. "That all you got, dad?"

"I wasn't finished, Naruto-sama," one of the girls giggled. The girl in the middle stepped forward. "In fact… I was just getting started..."

I cannot say what happened next, but let's just say that Naruto was on the floor and frothing at his mouth, and Minato was laughing like crazy.

"WHAT KIND OF SICK TRICK ARE YOU PLAYING?" Naruto screamed. Minato scratched the back of his head. "WHERE DID YOU LEARN THAT? AND WHY IN FRONT OF YOUR OWN SON?"

Minato tilted his head. "The answer is obvious. I had Jiraiya as a sensei," he answered. Naruto opened his mouth then closed it.

"That explains it."

Minato walked out of Naruto's bed room. "You have ten minutes to get changed and have breakfast. Then I expect you to be at the Kuchiki mansion by eight o'clock."

Naruto frowned. "Kuchiki? Why?"

"Because your trainer for today is Byakuya."

"GOD DAMMINT!"

Meanwhile, in the Kuchiki mansion…

Rukia Kuchiki sat on the grass in her garden. A small river flowed by her, and if Rukia looked closely she could see small fish swimming in it. The garden was her favourite place in the mansion, because it was peaceful and beautiful. Also it was the only place where servants couldn't nag her. No, she doesn't want some food. No, she doesn't want to sleep in a king sized bed. Yes, she does want to be left alone.

Rukia sighed and gazed at the clouds drifting above her. Naruto Uzumaki was coming to the mansion for a training lesson with Rukia. It was going to be Byakuya, but something urgent came up. So Uzumaki will be training with Rukia for the day. Lucky Rukia.

"I wonder if he's anything like Minato or Kushina. Hopefully he understands things quickly; I don't want to spend my whole day explaining spirit energy and the shinigami missions. But this will be a good way to show off my great artistic skills," Rukia muttered to herself. She stood up slowly and stretched her arms.

She walked inside, and was immediately met by a servant. Rukia smiled at him. "What is it?" she asked. The servant bowed. "Uh… the Uzumaki kid is here, Rukia. Except…"

"Except what?"

"Except he's not willing to co-operate. He's sitting down outside and he won't move," the servant said. Rukia sighed. "I'm coming, don't worry. Take me to Uzumaki."

Rukia followed the servant to Naruto. She could hear people talking very loudly as she walked down.

"This is gonna be a problem."

"NO NO NO!" Naruto screamed. "I WON'T HAVE BYAKUYA AS A SENSEI, AND THAT'S THAT!"

Servants tried to calm Naruto down while Minato pinched the bridge of his nose. Naruto… why are you doing this to me…

"QUIET!"

The servants stopped talking and looked up. Naruto stopped complaining as well and stared at the person who just came in. It was a woman, a shinigami. The servants bowed their heads. "Rukia Kuchiki, here is Naruto Uzumaki."

Rukia waved the servants away, and sat down in front of Naruto. The former jinchuuriki scowled. "What do you want?"

"First of all, brat, I want you to shut up. Secondly, Byakuya is not your sensei today. I am," she explained. Naruto narrowed his eyes.

"Listen brat, I am not having you as a teacher…" Naruto began.

"…You call me a brat? I, little boy," Naruto glared daggers at Rukia when she said this, "have lived more than ten of your lives. I have been in the shinigami business for much longer than you or your father. So, stop whinging and listen to what I have to say. Or this will happen…"

Rukia got out a pencil and a sketch book. She drew a quick picture, and showed it to Naruto. It was of some sort of dog with a knife through its head. It had yellow spikes on its hair.

"…what is that meant to be?"

"It's you! Good picture, yeah?"

"IDIOT! That looks nothing like me!"

"It does so!"

"Your drawing sucks!"

By then the two were glaring with pure hatred in their eyes. Minato could practically feel the cold coming from the two of them. It was almost like Kakashi and Obito, except neither Rukia nor Naruto were calm. Minato watched as they quarrelled. He narrowed his eyes. "Naruto should stop before..." he murmured.

"Okay brat, you asked for it!" Rukia shouted. "Hakudo number 1!"

Rukia poked Naruto on the chest. "Sai!" Naruto gasped as he felt his body stop moving. His arms crossed behind him, and with that Naruto fell to the ground.

"Now do you see?" Rukia stated. Naruto continued to glare at the Kuchiki. Rukia turned to Minato. "I'll handle him from here, Minato."

Minato nodded. "He's your problem now."

Rukia grabbed one of Naruto's legs and pulled him inside. Minato gave a little wave to his son. "Bye-bye, Naruto~!"

Well that's that. Maybe. I actually spent a whole day writing that, as I have not started to write the next chapter of Sand Wizards yet. Which reminds me, I've got to get around to that. Meh, I'll do it in maths tomorrow. What? I've got a maths test tomorrow? On FRACTIONS? Holy cow, I don't even know how to divide fractions. I'm screwed.

If you review, please let me know if I should continue or not. Please. And I know from my good friend Ariel that someone else has already made a fanfic like this one (Where Naruto meets his Dad in the Soul Society). It's a very popular kind of fanfic.

I leave you with this word of wisdom:

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