The Formula Of Life

Chapter 1: Fate Is A Bitch!

Standing atop the Hokage Rock with a gentle smile gracing his aging features, Naruto Uzumaki stared down upon the village of Konoha with both pride and joy. The village he had come to love with all his might continued to thrive to this day. Lessons taught by his generation remained engraved in the minds of the next generation. Life had been good to him. Through the twists and turns, Naruto could say his life was a good one. Accomplishing his dream and appointed as Nandaime Hokage, Naruto had lived life with his beloved wife and two children. Guiding the village till he appointed his successor, Naruto had grown old alongside Hinata with his smile never dropping. Losing her had been tough, but bearable. Living to a ripe age, Naruto had finally felt the effects of age catch up to him. Trekking up the Hokage Rock for the final time, Naruto sat on top of his father's engraved head as the Uzumaki gazed at his home. The morning sun was slowly rising above the darkened, casting it's warm embrace at the sleeping land and all of it's inhabitants. It was there, Naruto had taken his final breath. Lying gently on the head of the Yondaime, Naruto Uzumaki had died peacefully with a hopeful smile remaining on his aged visage.

On that day, the cries of anguish would be heard all over the Elemental Nations. Naruto Uzumaki had died that day. The man who had brought peace to the Elemental Nations after four bloody wars. Even though he was gone, his teachings would forever be engraved into history. The shinobi world had lost a hero, but had gained a legend. For Naruto, it had been finally time. Time for his long due reunion with his precious people.

The feeling of death was strange to say the least. The small agonizing pain that had been felt ceased to exist moments later. The feeling was comparable to getting a shot. The needle would cause some pain, but, it all ended seconds later. Though dying was not as terrifying. God knows how much he hated needles. And like that, he was gone. No longer among the living, Naruto had expected to have been sent straight to the Pure Lands where his beloved friends and family would be. Instead, Naruto had been given something much less appealing. His immediate senses were of pain. Prickling pain situated directly on his head. Unconsciously moving his hand towards the area of pain, Naruto had began rubbing it in an attempt to quell the pain. Somehow, the method had worked. Resolving the pain, Naruto's eyes opened and the piercing light of day forced him to immediately shut his eyes again in order to cope with the sudden brightness. Releasing a groan, Naruto forced his body to sit before opening his eyes once again. Adjusted tot he light, Naruto released a drowsy yawn and pushed himself off of the soft bed he had been resting on. That was when a sudden thought of realization had struck him.

He was dead.

Dead men could not move their bodies.

Blood running cold, Naruto quickly scanned his surroundings and found little details that resembled the room he had resided in before his supposed death. The room was far too lavish looking to have been his simple room. Eyes wide with a mixture of fear and confusion, Naruto ran straight for the door and yanked it open. Catching sight of the boyish arms he had used to open the door had only added to his confusion. Running through the highly decorated hallways filled with doors and paintings, Naruto had ran straight into another individual. Grunting in pain, Naruto's eyes closed and his body went slack as it fell onto the victim of his unfocused running. For a few seconds, Naruto laid on top of the person he had fallen on. Seconds later, he was brought back onto his feet and the apologies had came flooding in. Naruto looked at the woman he had ran into with a puzzled expression. The pain felt by the crash had subsided moments ago and the apologetic woman garbed in a maids uniform became worrying over him like he was some sort of lord.

"Lord Naruto, please forgive me!"

Scratch that, she did think he was a lord. Blinking away the confusion, Naruto had reached for the woman and brought her up from the bow she had forced herself into. The look of shock adorning the maid's expression had said it all.

"Eh, it was my fault, no need to say sorry." Naruto said with a bright smile.

"O-of course, Lord Naruto."

Thinking over his situation, Naruto decided to ask the question he had been determined to find out.

"Maid-san... Do you know where I am?"

The small smile the maid had once wore vanished and her expression adopted a mixture of worry and fear. Kneeling down before Naruto - another indication of his change in his body - and placed her hand against his forehead, checking for any signs of disease. The frantic pampering began again as the maid drew attention from the other passing servants. Soon enough, a circle of maids had formed around Naruto, all of them attempting to measure his heath of whatever they were doing. Minutes later, the small army of maids began ushering him away from the halls and to another location unknown to Naruto. Struggling was useless. The servants did not allow him to squirm away from their surprisingly strong grips. Ushered away, Naruto was barely able to register everything before a man dressed in a white coat - obviously a doctor of some sort - began inspecting him with his array of tools.

"Lord Naruto seems to be fine, but on matters revolving around the mind one cannot be too sure," The doctor mused with a thoughtful expression, "Lord Naruto, what is the last thing you remember?"

"Umm... Well-"

Naruto's sentence ended there. Cutting off his words, a woman came bounding into the room. Dressed in clothing fitting for the nobility, the crimson red hair cascading down her back was what really caught Naruto's attention. Tender blue eyes were cast down on Naruto as the woman who looked unnaturally like the Uzumaki's deceased mother, quickly ran to his side. Crushing him in a hug, Naruto grunted as he cut off the stream of questions flowing through his mind. Everything about this situation was just so confusing. Not only could he not feel his Chakra, but, to make things worse, he was in the body of a child! Nothing made sense! One minute he was laying on the Hokage Rock dying and the next, he was in some rich kids room with an army of servants tending to his every needs!

"Oooh! Darling are you okay? I came as soon as I heard!" The woman asked frantically.

"Lady Astaroth, I can assure you the young lord is in perfect heath," The doctor interrupted as he stopped the woman's panic-stricken search of the boy, "The only issue is that he remembers little of himself."

"Is he going to be okay, doctor? Is my baby boy going to be okay?"

"That is hard to say, Lady Astaroth, the only possible explanation for Lord Naruto's lack of remembrance would be amnesia. But that is highly unlikely as Lord Naruto has not been in any issues that could have caused the amnesia. It could possibly be a coping method his brain is utilizing to drown out some unwanted memories the lord may have."

Naruto had simply been standing there, captured in a tight hug as his eyes remained on the woman who represented his mother so much. The memories yearning for the love of a mother were still there. Growing up without any parental support had been tough but his friends had managed to make up for it. Now here he was, standing there in the embrace of his mother. Not the chakra that she had left behind, no, this was the real deal. He could feel her warm touch, the tender movements filled with love. Clenching his fists together, Naruto dug his nails right into his tender flesh in hopes of utilizing pain to eliminate the dream or illusion he had been shoved into. Blood flowed out of the wound he had inflicted upon himself and a wince of pain had caught the woman's attention.

"Darling, you're bleeding!"

Grabbing a roll of bandages, Lady Astaroth began wrapping the soft white bandages around his hand where uneven scratches formed. Finishing her work and tying it with care, Lady Astaroth smiled before wrinkling her nose in displeasure. Giving him a stern look, Lady Astaroth held up the bandaged hand with concern filling her eyes once again. Watching her the entire time, Naruto simply blinked owlishly. The pain was real. So that meant this Lady Astaroth was as well. A conflicted smile formed on his face as Naruto withdrew his hand slightly.

Ajuka Beelzebub the brilliant inventor of the Evil Pieces and indirectly the Rating Games was content with his life. Marrying a beautiful woman and raising a wonderful son alongside her had been the happiest seven years of his life. Though he found great pleasure in his inventions and other projects, returning home to Kushina and Naruto was something he could say was probably the best part of his day. Kushina his wife the now Lady Astaroth and his son, Naruto Astaroth, how happy those two made him was piratically unimaginable. Humming a calming tune, Ajuka entered the gigantic castle he had been given to himself and his family with a smile in place. Servants appointed at the castles front greeted him with bows which he acknowledged with a nod of his head. The good day he had at Agreas would surely transmit to home, right?

Nope!

Not even ten steps into the castle, one of Kushina's personal maids had came straight for him. Normally, Kushina rarely looked for him when he came home. When she was mad, Kushina would confront him right away, no matter the time or place. Sending a maid to get him meant two things. Either Kushina was waiting to punish him behind closed doors or she was too angry at him for any form of conversation. Both presented unpleasant outcomes.

"Lord Beelzebub, Lady Astaroth is awaiting your presence in your study." The maid said with a bow.

Nodding his head in response, Ajuka slowly trekked up the stairs and headed straight for his study. Gently knocking on the door, Ajuka opened the door and walked right in. The current Beelzebub had not been expecting the scene before him. Seated on the chair with Naruto standing beside her, Kushina gave the boy a smile as she turned to face Ajuka.

"Dear, this is terrible! Naruto lost his memory!"

The effects were immediate, Ajuka had lost all forms of fear and he bounded forward. Throwing his arms around Naruto with concerned eyes, Ajuka scanned the boy for any forms of abnormality with unrivaled intensity. Spotting nothing off about his son's appearance, Ajuka turned to Kushina with concern still in his eyes and asked.

"What did the doctor say?"

"He said that Naruto's mind is possibly cutting him off from his memories as a way to cope with some traumatic event or memory. Do you know anything about that?"

Her words had been very effective. Ajuka's mind wondered to the memories of his time with Naruto. Having been appointed as a Satan was bad for family. Unable to take care of his like a normally, Ajuka had been forced to spend time with his son through some questionable means. For example Ajuka had decided it had been a safe idea to take Naruto along with him to visit Cocytus. The deepest realm of the Underworld where some of the most dangerous beings resided. Every inspection of the area had to be done by himself personally. Taking Naruto along was a bad idea from the start. How Sirzechs had managed to talk him intro doing it was questionable.

Lady Astaroth who had been watching her husband carefully bustled in anger as she brought a fist down on the head of Ajuka. Forcing the current Beelzebub to the ground, the woman's angry expression had been enough to silence the possible protest Ajuka could have made.

"You idiot! What did you and Sirzechs do this time!"

Night had came quickly. Naruto had been bathed and put to bed by his mother with an affectionate kiss placed on his forehead. Laying there in the soft layers of his supposed bed, Naruto eyed the darkness with an unreadable expression. Shooting an arm forward, Naruto could still make an outline of it as he continued to stare into the darkness. Gone were his toned arms attained by the days of hard work. Replacing them were the arms of a pampered child. Though the situation was understandable, Naruto still felt a pang of unease residing in this body. Even though every one of his senses were true and seemingly untouched by his death, Naruto could not believe any of this was real. Everything was like a dream. Then again, he had been the Ashura's transmigrant, the son of the Sage of Six Paths. Possibly this was a form of transmigration. Perhaps it was perhaps it wasn't, there were too many uncertainties.

Perhaps sleep would provide him with the answers he was hoping for. Or perhaps not. No matter what, it seemed he was stuck as Naruto Astaroth. There was no more denying that. The chakra he had once accumulated was replaced with the power of magic as many of the servants had called it. Allowing his mind to wonder, Naruto slept in hopes of finding more answers tomorrow.

Chapter end

I wanted to take my mind off of some issues so I decided to write this story. This is a short chapter but I hope you like it. I have always wanted to write a story in which the elderly version of Naruto is taken to the Dxd verse. Anyways, I am planning on making this possibly a harem story so yeah. Give me suggestions on members as well as Peerage members, I always wanted to dabble on the harem story since I have been curious about them. I mean some stories are all about harems and stuff, I have no clue so I think writing one would give me more of an insight on the joy of such stories. Next chapter will be much longer and yeah, thanks for reading and leave a review.

King: Naruto Astaroth (Uzumaki)

Queen: ?

Knight x2: ?

Bishop x2: ?

Rook x2: ?

Pawn x8: ?