Hello everyone! I just wanted to let you guys know that this is my first Highschool DxD crossover, and also that this is, in fact, A THREE WAY CROSSOVER. Technically it's a 4-way, but I'm only stealing one character from a different anime. It's mostly involving Naruto, Highschool DxD, and the third anime Highschool of the Dead.

So it's a crossover Naruto/Highschool DxD/Highschool of the Dead. One character took from Koe no Katachi. Fantastic movie if you've never seen it. I recommend.

I have a pretty big Author's note at the bottom of the chapter, and I hope you take the time to read it. IF YOU ARE FROM OTHER STORIES OF MINE, SUCH AS 'DECEIVING THE APOCALYPSE' AND 'HACHIMAN THE HERO' please take the time to read that if you are readers of those books. Thank you.

Disclaimer. I don't own any anime of the stories, not Naruto, HDxD, or HoTD, or Koe no Katachi. Nor do I own any references I make towards other anime or products.

Without further ado… please enjoy...

"Speaking." Kyuubi speaking

"Thinking." Kyuubi thinking

"Speaking." Person speaking

"Thinking." Person thinking

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When It Rains It Pours

CHAPTER 1

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The cigarette burned between his fingers.

His blank stare bore into the white, cracking paint. Quietly beside him, he heard rustling. He was perfectly aware of her presence. She was no threat to him, after all. She had been there the whole night anyway. He could hear her slip her panties back on, head into the bathroom and start to brush her teeth.

Pale fingers brought the stick of poison up to his lips. He took a drag. He didn't care about all the warning signs on the box. It wouldn't affect him anyway. He swirled the smoke around in his mouth, waiting a little longer than necessary before it seeped into his lungs. It took a while to get over the psychological sense of breathing something that wasn't air - like breathing underwater.

It tasted terrible.

Like household chemicals thrown into dry twigs, crushed and thrown into paper. How could anyone enjoy this taste? It was dry and hot, but it healed him from the headache that he knew he didn't have. It was nice. To feel it burn in his chest. He breathed out his nose, the smoke drifting into his nostrils. It was a putrid smell.

How fitting. Even smelling something this horrid doesn't erase his memory of the smell from that day.

"Naruto?"

Dull blue, almost gray, eyes slowly shifted over to the other person in the room. A brown haired girl stood there. She was kind of pretty. Oddly placed facial features. A nose too small for eyes that wide apart. A face full of freckled, hidden make up caked on. She looked like a racoon…

She smiled hesitantly at him, "Where did you say you put the money again?"

He resisted the urge to sigh. His hauntingly empty eyes closed and he took one last drag of his cigarette before placing it in the ashtray next to his bed. He ran a hand through pale blonde locks, long and shaggy. He needed a haircut. Well, he needed to actually take care of it, a more accurate way to describe his hair. It wasn't greasy by any means, but he didn't care anymore if it looked 'fashionable' or not. He's fine with anyway it looks now as long as it didn't bother him.

He almost snorted.

He stretched his legs briefly, as he got up for the day. He coldly walked by the girl in the room, ignoring the cold air on his naked form. He navigated his clean, but run down apartment until he got to his wallet. A simple black one. He took out a couple bills and placed them on the counter, not even bothering to hand it to her.

He walked by her again, stopping by the fridge to grab a drink. He pulled out a brown bottle, using his own hands to pluck off the metal cap. He took a sip of the shitty beverage, feeling the burn of an acquired taste.

"Drinking so early?"

Once again his eyes drifted to his company, who was now fully dressed as she pocketed his cash. She looked disappointed in him, one hand on her hip. He merely took another sip before looking out the window of his kitchen. Ah. It looked nice out.

She sighed before plucking the beer bottle from his hand, taking a sip for herself. He merely watched her, studying her. She sighed and handed back the bottle to him.

"You're hopeless, you know that?"

He grunted a response, downing the rest of the drink in his hand before he placed the bottle next to his sink. He headed into his bathroom, walking away from the girl in his room. He was paused briefly by the hand that caught his wrist gently. He didn't look at her.

"We'll do this next month, yeah?"

This time he actually peaked over his shoulder at her. She looked hopeful, yet at the same time...she was in despair. Not that she even realized she was, but he could see it in her eyes, an underlying layer. He had met her around a year ago. She was a lost soul, broken by the world around her. She had been wandering the streets offering herself to anyone willing. Naruto had simply walked up to her, and handed her a huge amount of money, telling her to simply come to his apartment once a month. He'd always pay before, and the morning after he'd pay for a taxi for her.

It wasn't anything romantic. Simply two souls needed a brief physical relief from whatever it is they both dealt with. She never asked questions about him and he never gave her any reason too. He returned the favor for her as well, and she never wanted him to ask. It was better that way. He didn't even know her name. She only knew his because of the name on his mailbox.

He halfway turned to her, noticing her eyes flick to her hand, and letting go like she would be attacked. He noticed that about her. Her skittishness. She acted this way every time she believed she overstepped any boundaries. It was pathetic.

He simply nodded at her. "Yes, next month."

She release a breath she didn't know she was holding, smiling gently. Naruto turned and walked away from her. He could hear her open the door to his apartment, and she called out a farewell to him. He didn't respond.

He turned on his shower, and looked at himself in the mirror, mindlessly brushing his teeth. He couldn't go to school smelling like sex, booze, and cigarette smoke...now could he?

Has he done this before however? Yes. Yes he has.

He studied his face, noticing the slight stubble of hair growing on his chin. Three whisker like marks were on each cheek. They were dull, but still present and noticeable. He felt like they were much darker before, not as though he could possibly prove it right now anymore.

His pale locks hung in front of his eyes. Ah, maybe he will have to adjust it. He grabbed the scissors that he kept close to the kitchen sink, and grabbed the chunk of his bangs and cut them to an appropriate level. Now able to see without a hindrance, he nodded. His hair was definitely long, shaggy, and uneven. Not long enough for a ponytail, but he could feel it touch the base of his neck. It covered his ears, but not a bother.

He hopped into his shower and quickly, efficiently, cleaned himself off.

Noticing the time, he noted to himself that home room would have been starting at this point in time. Ahhhh...sensei is going to chew him out again. He debated not even going today, thinking about the hassle. There was nothing interesting to do today however. Maybe except draw some more memories…

He walked to his room and quickly got dressed, putting on his school uniform, and a simple white t-shirt. They were cheap, and could be bought in bulk. Simple enough.

Naruto grabbed his backpack and hid away a couple kunai and shuriken in various hidden holsters. He had a wave of different types of seals that he had tattooed into his left forearm. People never questioned it, because to an average person, the tattoos would look like some sort of tribal tattoos. These seals on him carried various things, each and every one of them either being important or some sort of item he held close to his heard.

One seal that was on the palm of his left hand happened to hold his old headband.

He started to walk to school and pulled out his pack, pulling a cigarette from it. His mind wandered as he meandered to Kuoh Academy. He really shouldn't smoke another one so soon, but he had developed this as a coping mechanism in a way. It was the most socially acceptable way to remind himself that he was still a living person.

Three years ago he had arrived. Bloody and defeated. He had killed Kaguya, but he didn't win the war. No, he didn't win anything.

Naruto had landed in the streets, barely breathing. Nobody had helped him, as he crawled his way into an alley. Slowly he healed as people walked by, choosing to ignore his presence. The shop owner that had taken out trash every night had kicked him once and told him to quit being a burden on society.

What a shitty place.

He only recieved nourishment from the garbage next to him, hardly having enough energy to leave the alley, much less search for something more sustaining. His wounds had, unfortunately, been severe enough to kill him. He could still remember how sore he was when he stood to his full height, stretching and walking out of the alley. He was dirty, smelly, and broken.

He was surprised that this world seemed to have spoke the same language as him, although it was slightly different. He could understand, but he soon realized that he was the odd one out, with an accent that he never really paid attention too.

He had wobbled off, intent on fixing his accent, and intent to find out about this world. He had shown up in a place called Japan. The world was big, with many different countries, and races, and religion. He was shocked at the diversity. It was a bigger world than his, although his world had much more bloodshed.

He still had his chakra, and he could use Kurama's chakra, but he had locked his own subconscious away from the furry beast. He doesn't want to talk about him. Not now, not then. How could he face his friend, his partner and tell him how he had utterly failed. Simple answer?

He couldn't.

So he didn't.

Naruto had learned about the currency, yen, they called it. Somewhat similar to his world's of ryo. His shadow clones were very useful in his information gathering. He was in a place called 'Kuoh Town'. An interesting name. The place itself was somewhat big, maybe a little smaller than Konoha.

Japan itself had no military so to speak due to a world power called 'United States of America'. Instead they called it a 'defense force'. Shinobi and ninja don't exist in this day and age. They did however have them, apparently. This world's ninja had been strictly taijutsu users, with no knowledge of any supernatural abilities. They used kunai and shuriken, and were known as assassins, or killers.

Naruto's ninjas and this worlds ninjas were very close, but still so different.

He learned that if there was anything he needed...it was money. This world ran on money. It was now more about world play and who you knew, more than it was about how strong you were, and who could beat each other up. A much difference society than he was used to. And it was that conclusion that he had determined to hide any and all abilities. He felt guilty, trying to live in a different world. But nothing he could have done to fix this situation.

He wasn't mentally weak enough to just kill himself.

Dying is easy they say, it's living that's hard. And he was fed up with death and bloodshed. His eyes adjusted themselves to his surroundings, finally realizing that he was at the school entrance. God how had he hated it here. Thankfully classes had started so there wasn't anyone wandering around on the campus.

Kuoh Academy.

It was a prestigious academy. Holding a primary, middle, high, and university. Currently he was in his last year with a threat of being held back this time. He'd have to improve his grades enough to show that he had no intention of being there another year.

It wasn't so much that he had hated being in the school itself, or the lessons. His younger self would scream in shock and disgust. He used to hate school, hate learning and rather be playing outside or training. Now he's very impartial. It does a good job of distracting himself from the curse of everyday civilian life. How mundane, how monotonous. It was like he was living the color grey, only shades of black and white mixed together.

What he didn't like about the academy itself, were the people. How he hated these students. So many of them stuck up in their own little clouds believing that the sky belongs to them. Give him a break.

It was his first day of school itself, which meant he had the opening ceremony. He was late, no surprise, interrupting the principle, who was giving a good luck speech. He meandered up to a lone chair and immediately plopped himself down on it and closed his eyes from exhaustion. It wasn't his fault he needed to work a double the night before. Of course doing something like this was bound to start some whispers.

The girl next to him was a prissy looking girl. She turned to the person next to her and said in a loud whisper, "He smells like cigarettes. So gross." She then proceeded to scoot her chair away from him, giving him a look that he's seen more than once growing up.

Combine that with his dead-to-the-world look, his messy clothes, tattoos, and blonde hair, and they had immediately chalked him up to be nothing but a delinquent. Tch. Two minutes in and he already had a reputation. He just wanted nothing to do with these people, and he wanted to get all of this over and done with.

Of course, with the reputation of a delinquent, many people had decided to put him in his 'place'. Students attempted to physically bully him, trying to show their dominance to a being that they had deemed completely under them.

What a shitty place.

Naruto had tried to ignore it, trying to simply live an easy highschool life. His patience left him quickly after a week of the abuse. It only took one try to get the other students to leave him alone. They tried to take some money from him, so they could buy lunch with his money. He had broken their arms.

Since then they've left him alone, physically at least. But instead they realized that he wouldn't retaliate if they didn't cross a line. They stuck to verbal abuse only. And that was something Naruto could handle, quite easily as well.

"Oh look, it's him again."

"The stupidest one of us."

"It's the delinquent!"

"Sssssh, he'll hear us and beat us up!"

"What a piece of shit, how could anyone act the way he does?"

"He's so gross."

"I heard he works for the Yakuza."

"He doesn't care."

"An asshole, that's what he is."

"I heard he's an orphan. I bet he killed his parents."

"If I were his mother, I think I'd rather just kill myself than have him as a son. Maybe that's what happened."

"His dad probably raped his mom, and she just left him."

"He's a monster."

At first he was surprised when he heard how dark some of their whispers could get. But eventually he just shrugged it off, like he usually does and continued on with life. Naruto walked through the empty hallways, heading towards his homeroom. He pulled out his iTube made by PEACH. It was easier to handle, and less troublesome if he just ignored what they said, and looked down. He made a note, never to look anyone in the eye. For whatever reason, it just sparks something inside them, and their peaceful face turns into a sneer of disgust.

Maybe this wasn't another world. Maybe it was hell, and he was being tortured for what he has done. Maybe he doesn't care. Maybe he is just a piece of shit. Maybe he is an asshole.

Maybe he is a monster.

He'll have to just live up to the name they gave him. It doesn't matter anymore. It won't ever answer. He just has to deal with them for one more year. And it'll all be over. It's just one more year. He could do it easily and he will.

That said, there were some students who were completely neutral towards him. Even nice. Whether it was pity, or if it was some other malicious feeling. He could count them on one hand, though. And despite those people, there were some that he could tolerate as well, not caring if they hated him or not.

Naruto turned his music on and stopped in front of his classroom door, opening it discreetly. His shinobi training has allowed him to be silent as the night, but alas, his presence would still be declared. Not by him, but by his sensei.

"Uzumaki, late again today."

Naruto took one of his earbuds out and trudged towards his desk in the back. His desk was scribbled on, and scratched on. Words of hate wrote there. There was even a used tissue on his desk. He grunted at the teacher as a response and threw away the tissue.

Teshima Arato frowned at his number one problem child. Uzumaki Naruto. The boy just didn't care. He was completely in his own world, day dreaming the whole day and spacing off. He wanted to connect with the boy, and he wanted to see him do well. But the blonde barely had passing grades, just doing enough to earn the credit to pass high school and graduate. It irked Teshima.

The sensei was a tall man, built but was a little chubby. Even he had to admit. He was gruff, and easily irritated, but a passionate man. He had black hair and wore a blue shirt at school. It just so happened to be that this man was focused on physical education. So from Teshima's perspective…

Naruto would have made a great athlete. He was physically fit, far above the other students. Teshima could tell that Naruto worked out a lot, and could wipe the floor with anyone else at this school, but for whatever reason he pretended to be just above average in his class. He didn't understand, nor would he ever understand the enigma that would was called 'Uzumaki Naruto'.

He walked over to his attendance log and erased Naruto's absent check, and instead marked him as present. He could have wrote him off as late...again...but he had a soft spot for the boy. Something about him just didn't sit right with the teacher. No child should look like that...whatever it was that Teshima saw, he wasn't sure. But the way Naruto looked, the lack of expression, and the lack of emotion he displayed wasn't natural. His avoidance with the whole school population, minus a select few.

It all bothered him in a way that he knew he needed to do something to fix it. What it was that Teshima thought he needed to do? He had no idea. He could hear the whispers of the students, insulting and being down right nasty to the boy. He tried to stop it, he really did, for the first year. Nothing helped.

Naruto would have been expelled long ago, if it weren't for the teacher. The constant tardiness was overwhelming. He was late at least twice to three times a week. Not to mention the fact that he had caught the boy smoking on a tobacco free school. Smoking was prohibited. That alone could have been a big issue with the school, but he covered for the blonde.

He wish he could do more for him, but sometimes fate had a cruel way of handling things.

He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, "Takagi, please give him your notes after class for everything he missed."

The girl Teshima mentioned scoffed slightly. Her pink twin tails bobbed as she crossed her arms bitterly. "But sensei, I don't even write notes. I just memorize anything you tell us that I don't already know."

Teshima felt his eyebrow twitch before his gaze turned towards the number two student in the class. "Himejima, please give Uzumaki your notes after class."

The girl closed her pink eyes and smiled pleasantly, "Hai sensei." her voice was as sweet as honey. Smooth and sugary.

Naruto's eyes drifted over to the two aforementioned students. Takagi Saya, a self proclaimed genius of Kuoh academy. She had every reason though to call herself one, as she had the highest grades in the school. Apparently she was in the national top ten as well. Not that he truly knew, only heard through rumors. She had sharp yellow eyes, very observant and a very smart mind behind those eyes. Her hair was held up in two ponytails. She had a lovely body, still developing, but was small. He could tell that she wasn't properly trained, but would have been an amazing shinobi. Her mind might almost rival Shikamaru's. However her attitude of complete supremacy had turned him off to the idea of ever having a conversation with her.

His eyes landed on the other girl, after his mental assessment of Takagi Saya. A habit he had unintentionally developed to keep his mind busy and away from being bored. The other girl however...Himejima Akeno. Beautiful by every extent. One of two 'Great Ladies of Kuoh'. An embarrassing title, to be honest. Her body was great, but it had an underlining hint of muscle tone made for combat. There was something else about her that just sang to his instincts. An energy of some sort that definitely wasn't chakra. Of course she had kept this all to herself and never mentioned it once. Her black hair was long and in a single ponytail. Her all but fake smile and laugh almost irked him to no end.

His attention was brought back to his sensei, who was staring at him. "You hear that Uzumaki? Make sure you copy those notes, and please don't be late again."

Naruto lied his head down on the desk and looked out the window to his right. "Hai senseeeeiiiiii."

Teshima-sensei had said that every time. 'Please don't be late again'. He almost snorted. Like that would happen. He didn't understand why the man bothered to keep saying it, like eventually something will change and make him a perfect student. Yeah right.

Naruto felt his eyes drift shut. He was tired. He didn't get much sleep anymore. Not since coming to this world. Not since waking up, feeling as though his whole body was in a grinder, and left on the street for the flies, the rats, and the grime to tear away at his soul and body. Nothing could change the past.

With that Naruto drifted to sleep.

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He heard the noon bell ring, and his eyes opened. Oops. He actually didn't mean to fall asleep today. Ah, whatever. He lifted his head and wiped his mouth from the drool. The other students had already been packing up. Thankfully for him he didn't have to pack up anything because he didn't unpack. He merely stood up and grabbed his bag, before putting his earbuds in and walking out the room.

He could feel her before he heard her. Himejima-san's energy. She was no doubt going to try and give him her notes. He ignored her and continued walking. He kept his eyes down, focusing more on hips and feet than faces. But he could hear the squeals of delightment from fanboys and fangirls as one of the 'Great Ladies' was walking down the hallway.

What a joke.

Granted, he could also hear some harsh whispers thrown at him, but it wasn't so bad. Not since he's listened to his music in school. He could feel her presence getting closer. She was calling his name and telling him to wait up. Naruto barely smirked in amusement.

"Oh nooooo, Himejima-saaaaan." Naruto thought to himself, "I'm listening to music, I can't hear you. Or talk to you...ever. Now please go away."

Naruto sped up his walk just a hair, hardly noticeable but enough to slowly get away from her. Good, now hopefully she wasn't annoyingly stubborn and she'll just let him walk away.

"Uzumaki-san!" He felt his wrist get caught by the black haired girl and tensed. His body naturally getting ready to fight from the contact. It was an instinct he struggled to control.

Akeno could say she was somewhat irked. She was suspicious if the blonde delinquent was intentionally ignoring her or if he actually didn't hear her. She absently heard the praises she received as she walked by the student body. She was elegant and graceful as always. Her smile ever present She's only had a passing comment with the blond before, but if she remembered correctly, he was incredibly rude. And it didn't last long.

What caught her attention was the awful and down right cruel things that some students were whispering at the blonde, or even saying to him as he walked by. She was positive that he would be able to hear those things at least. She frowned at the treatment of the delinquent.

She called out to him again, this time a little louder than her other times. She could say that she was just doing this because the teacher had asked her to give him the notes, or she could say that she's actually been looking for an excuse to talk to him for a while now. She's been curious about him since the opening ceremony, but the more she watched him, the more she truly wanted to talk to him. One on one, face to face.

Something was different about him. Actually. A lot was different about him,but it wasn't what the world saw every day that she was talking about. The one other time she had talked to him had been last year, when he had accidentally bumped into him.

Their bags content spilled on the floor and he was incredibly irritated about it. Swearing softly under his breath, telling her to just go and leave him. She had resisted the urge to help anyway but she thought maybe it would have been better to listen to his request. She was surprised however when she saw a pack of cigarettes on the ground next to everything and she couldn't resist picking those up. She was very tempted just to combust them right then and there.

She picked them up and smiled at him as she held them out for him to take. Naruto had frozen momentarily before taking them from her without thanks and packing up the rest of his bag. When he stood up, she was surprised at how tall he actually was. Maybe around 5'10". For the briefest of moments, his eyes met hers and that's when she could tell. She knew something was off about the being called Uzumaki Naruto.

And that is exactly what she was looking into again. Those eyes of his were capable of bewitching you. But not because they were beautiful…

Because they were incredibly sad.

At least to her. To someone who recognized that look once upon a time. She would see it in a mirror everyday for a period in her life. To most people, they might say his eyes were completely empty. Devoid of any emotion, carefully hidden away behind a blank visage. But to her, to someone who went through something like this where she didn't want people to ask questions… she thought they were sad. It was sad for someone to have such lifeless eyes. For such a beautiful color blue, to look so grey.

It was this time around that she had finally noticed faint lines on his cheeks. Three on each cheek. They almost looked like whisker marks. It gave him this wild look, almost exotic. Her eyes drifted to his eyebrows, looking completely natural. So he didn't dye his hair then… Then her eyes travelled to the shape of his face. It was angular, but somewhat boyish. Stray stubble rested on his chin, surprising her a little at the facial hair.

By no means, was Uzumaki Naruto an ugly person. But due to the unkempt style of his hair, and such an ugly, hallow facial expression… it was a major turn off. She could imagine him being incredibly handsome if his blue eyes were actually blue and if he smiled a little. Maybe get a haircut...and a tan.

"Can you let go?"

His dull, almost quiet voice was deep, but not THAT deep. It was quiet, commanding. And it broke her out of her thoughts. At some point, he had taken out one of his earphones and was holding onto it.

She quickly plastered a smile on her face and let go of his wrist. "Ara, I apologize Uzumaki-san. I simply was intrigued by such unique eyes."

Akeno watched as he visibly relaxed after she let him go. Was he afraid of people touching him? Why did that put him on such edge? Naruto didn't say anything for a moment before speaking up.

"Were you trying to give me the notes?"

Akeno blinked, not understanding what he was talking about. Then she remembered her whole purpose to find him. She almost blushed in embarrassment at forgetting. She made a mental note on how he immediately changed subjects.

"Ah, yes, I was." She reached around in her bag to grab her note book.

He held up one hand, waving off her effort. "Save it, I won't copy them anyway."

She smiled at him, "Ara, but Uzumaki-san, you should worry more about your studies. I've heard some…. Interesting…. Things about you. And quite frankly, you don't look like half the idiot as some of the students like to call you."

She smiled sweetly...to sweetly. And she had made sure that she said that a louder voice so that the students around her heard it clearly. Almost everyone knows who she was. That being said, some people are just apathetic towards school titles such as 'The Great Ladies of Kuoh'. But she could almost guarantee that everyone knew who Uzumaki Naruto was. The great delinquent of Kuoh Academy. To even speak to the blonde for personal reasons was social suicide. Not that she cared.

What was troublesome about him, was the aura he gave off. While being completely diminutive, if you look much closer and focus...she could say that it was intimidating. Naruto was, without a doubt, intimidating to Himejima Akeno. The way he carries himself, he studies his environment, and he seems completely away of everything that happens around him.

Which is why it surprises her that he handles so much ridicule from the school so well. He's a pro it seems at ignoring what people thought of him. And it bothered her. To be calloused so well to such harsh words at this young of an age. She smiled at him this time again, a little more gentler.

"I would like to get to know you as well, Uzumaki-san."

This time, Naruto's blank expression changed. Very slightly, but she was able to see it clearly. His eyes widened ever so slightly and his lips parted the tiniest bit. She could read it so well, it might as well been a book.

Naruto was surprised.

He was surprised that she had even struck up a friendly conversation. Surprised that she had even known about his existence, and surprised at the words that came out of her mouth. But what surprised him the most was honest expression on her face, to match her honest words. It had to have been the first honest thing he's ever seen from her.

He blinked once and school his expression back into a blank stare before he tore his eyes off of her. "Why would anyone want to do that, Himejima-san?"

She smiled as she tilted her head, cutely. "Is there a problem with that?"

He nodded curtly before walking off, hopefully to get away from all these people. It's beginning to take a toll on him.

Akeno was blinked when he just suddenly started to walk away from her. "W-wait, Uzumaki-san!" She caught up to him quickly, staying by his side as she looked up to him. "Did my answer upset you?"

Naruto nodded again, trying to close himself off from her. "I don't want anyone to know me. Ever."

Akeno frowned, his voice was curt. Clearly she was upsetting him. "Don't you sound evasive? Quite surprising for someone so looks so lonely."

This time, She didn't anticipate Naruto completely halting his movement. Naruto's head was immediately filled with flashes of images. Flickers of faces. Faces of his friends and family. He saw them everywhere. Was he lonely? Of course. But his loneliness was his sanity. His only true connection to those that he had left behind.

How can he be allowed to live while they're all dead?

Why is he allowed to have more friends? More family? When he was the one to kill them? The answer is simple. He isn't. If god wasn't punishing him, then he sure as hell will. He's lonely, yes. But that isn't a problem. It's his salvation.

Naruto stood to his full height, ignoring Akeno's surprise. He fully turned and faced her, doing his best not to glare at her, he merely offered her a small smile. It wasn't a kind one.

"Goodbye Himejima-san."

With that he, left her there. He didn't look back, nor did he walk slowly. No. He had to leave. It doesn't matter anymore. He doesn't want friends. Everyone leaves. Everyone dies. So why go through with that pain again?

He stubbornly refused to acknowledge his tightly clenched fist and a desire to turn back around and continue to talk to Himejima-san. The amount of willpower it actually took for him to walk away from Akeno was impressive. Not that he actually understood. He just wanted to get out of that situation. His chest was tightening and his eyes pricked. No. He won't.

He wouldn't let himself.

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Naruto ran a hand through his shaggy hair, sighing. Guess it was true, he's not very good at a standing conversation yet. So many feelings that he just hasn't dealt with yet. He frowned in frustration. He had handled that poorly, and he knew it. He didn't need to take out any frustration on Himejima-san. He was just...stupid. He sighed, shoving his hands in his pockets and making his way outside.

He stopped and looked around at various students laughing, smiling, and overall enjoying a good time in highschool. A small group of boys were playing soccer on the track field, laughing. They were just kicking the ball back and forth between each other. Naruto closed his eyes briefly when he felt the breeze warmly hit his face. Ah what a nice day. He could feel the wind blow through his pale locks, and it felt like nature was combing through old memories.

For a brief moment, he envisioned Konoha before him. In all its mighty glory. No giant hole in the ground, just buildings, and an unscarred Hokage monument. He felt a tug on his lips, hardly resisting a nostalgic smile. His eyelids fluttered open and he fought back against the wave of disappointment. He was standing next to a tree, overlooking the students in the quad. It was on a hill, somewhat close to the school building. Behind him were the tennis courts.

It wasn't Konoha and it wasn't home.

His smile slowly fell as he watched the students play. Ah, what a shitty feeling. This...emptiness...he held inside. He was missing something, but he knew what it was. He already had it, once upon a time. A home, a family, friends, and a future he could look forward too. A future the gave him the drive to make it as perfect as possible. From nothing to something, that's what he wanted. He wanted a peaceful life, in a peaceful world where his children could play soccer like the children in front of him. That was what he was missing in his life. Alas it couldn't have been, after all it was his fault it was all gone. If only he had been stronger. If only he could have seen it.

He had been too weak, and it had cost him dearly.

He'd even argue that he was just better off dead. There was no way that his friends would have ever forgiven him if he just gave up, but he could at least concur that the way he was living wasn't much better than being six feet under.

Naruto sat down, and took out his drawing pad, some drawing utensils and his sandwich. He took a bite out of it and then opened to a fresh page, looking down at the boys playing soccer. He will use them for inspiration. He could picture a younger version of himself playing with Konohamaru, Udon, and Moegi. Ah what a good time that was.

Before he drew a line he paused. "I wonder if any of them would approve of the way I'm coping right now." He pondered to himself.

His hand moved on its own. After he had come here, he had made several clones and have them learn everything there was to learn about drawing and painting. Decades of art techniques mastered in about a year. He did whatever he could to preserve his memories. There was never a time in his life where he'd ever want to wake up and not be able to picture his home perfectly in his life.

He wanted to have a physical copy of it, so he'd never forget. It was something that he was never interested in before. He had to admit, he wasn't an artsy person. But Naruto refused to forget. He wanted to remember their faces, and see them. After all, it was all he had left of them. He had his old clothes, completely tattered and ruined. He had his scrolls, which he could make more here, thankfully, and his ninja tools such as shuriken, and kunai. He didn't have any pictures of his home, and it didn't even exist according to this world. It wasn't anything, it was just a fleeting thought in the mind of a highschool student.

His most prized possessions were these drawings, and his hitai-ate. His headband that he had received from Iruka-sensei. The first person to ever acknowledge him as Uzumaki Naruto, and not the Kyuubi no Kitsune.

He couldn't blame Kurama any longer, but talking to that old furball honestly was just too much for him right now. Maybe one day…

His hands were speeding through this drawing, getting done with the outline and now going into details when he heard someone start to approach him. He didn't recognize the presence at all, but she was loud.

He ignored this person, until he heard them sit next to him. Nothing was spoke between them and Naruto proceeded to ignore this person. He could hear them shuffle around, pulling out a notebook and writing something down next to him. He was somewhat curious, but he resisted his urges.

Until he felt them tap him on the shoulder.

He looked up from his drawing and looked over a the newcomer. It was a girl, she was pretty. Her hair went down to the middle of her back, and was slightly wavy. It was light-pink/brownish color. An interesting blend indeed. Her eyes were soft and dark brown. She was petite, but overall a very pretty girl. She didn't have a large bust, but Naruto would say that it would have been a normal size for highschool girls. Except the ones at this high school, where it seemed having an unusually large bust size was the norm.

She was biting her lip cutely, and nervously when she held out her notepad. Naruto's eyes drifted to the page, reading what she had wrote down for him.

Nice to meet you. My name is Nishimiya Shouko. I sit here everyday for lunch, so I'm sorry for intruding.

Naruto stared at the paper then looked up at her. Why was she writing to him? Was she mute? Or didn't she have some reason why she couldn't talk? Naruto looked down at the paper again and continued to read what she had wrote down for him.

I hope we can be friends.

Naruto almost smiled at her earnesty. It reminded him of himself. When he was younger, at least. He watched her put the book down and she gave a little bow towards him as she sat down on the other side of the tree.

Naruto nodded his head back at her, and this time he did smile at her. Looking back at the field he picked up his pencil and fiddled with it. "My name is Uzumaki Naruto, I hope we can get along."

Naruto was expecting some sort of reaction from her, maybe one of disgust or awkwardness. He wasn't expecting another tap on his shoulder though. He looked over at the girl again, who looked somewhat confused, and embarrassed. This time she handed him her notebook. Naruto looked down at the paper.

I'm sorry, can you repeat that? I can't hear, but I can read lips.

That had Naruto almost freeze. This wasn't something he was expecting, in fact, he wasn't even sure if he's heard of anyone in the Elemental Nations that wasn't able to hear… but he could imagine how hard their life might have been if they couldn't. He didn't look at her when he starting to write with his own pencil.

I'm Uzumaki Naruto. I hope we can get along.

He handed the notebook back before gauging her reactions. She read the paper and blinked in surprise. Naruto smiled a little bit, of course she's heard of him. He felt like there wasn't a soul who hasn't heard of him in this school. Not that he cared or anything…

She started to scribble on the paper before showing it to him. Naruto read the lines.

Uzumaki Naruto as in the delinquent of Kuoh?

Naruto sweatdropped awkwardly before laughing lightly. He nodded his head yes at her. Shouko's mouth formed an 'o' before she started to write again.

I thought you'd be scarier looking.

Naruto stared at the paper, a strange feeling of relief lifted from his shoulders. He wasn't aware that it was even there until someone had talked to him like a normal human being for once in the three years since he's been in this world. He actually gave her a small, but genuine smile before holding his hand out for the notebook. She handed it over.

I could be scary if you want.

He showed it to her, and she bit her lip nervously before shaking her head no quickly. Naruto gently smiled before writing down something again. He felt her tap his shoulder and he looked at her. She was shaking her head no, but acting out as if she were writing. Then she pointed to her lips. Naruto frowned.

"You want me to talk to you like this?" Naruto asked, facing her directly. She smiled and nodded. Naruto frowned before he continued to write on her notebook.

Why can't you hear anything?

He handed it back to her. Shouko stared silently at the question before slowly she started to write down a reply. She looked at Naruto with a small sad smile. Her big brown eyes were soft, but he could tell that being deaf was something that she hated, not that he could do anything about it.

I was born with drastic hearing loss, and I am now considered clinically deaf.

Naruto frowned as he read that. Deaf, huh? He's never heard of such a thing, not until now at least. Drastic hearing loss...that must be such a burden. Naruto knows all about burdens. It was something she couldn't even have controlled either, much like his own situation. He knew, from his own experience, that she wouldn't want to have been pitied. Even thinking about that, Naruto knew he would have hated it if he were in her shoes.

So instead he merely smiled softly at her, "I'm sorry to hear that." He said to her, making sure to speak clearly.

It was at that point in time where Naruto looked back at the boys playing soccer. They were now taking a break and actually eating their lunches. Naruto took a few more bites out of his own sandwich before he continued to draw.

It was nice, the comfortable silence between the two of them. He could probably guess that it wasn't uncomfortable because of the barrier that was between them. Which of course he was referring to their only ability to communicate was through a notebook.

But he didn't dislike the company. They didn't need to talk, and it was enough for him.

He was almost done with the picture when he felt another tap on his shoulder. He peaked over at the girl, Nishimiya-san, with a raised eyebrow. His eyes flicked down to the notebook she was holding in her hand and she shyly was smiling.

That picture is very pretty. You are good.

Naruto smiled softly before holding out his own hand.

Their names were Konohamaru. He pointed to one boy, who had a long scarf around his neck while holding a funny pose. Udon. He pointed to another boy, who looked sickly and had glasses. This boy was smiling gently while holding a cardboard box over his head. And Moegi. This time her pointed to the sole girl in the picture, who looked very upset about something, pouting. Although she had a small blush of embarrassment on her face.

And finally he had drawn himself next to Konohamaru, with his hand on his stomach, pointing and laughing at the three of them. Naruto smiled gently at the scene.

And are you the last one?

Naruto read the page and nodded slightly, pointing at himself. He looked at Nishimiya. "Yeah, the last one is me. I was much younger then."

You look much happier.

Naruto stared at the sentence before smiling. It was a very small, and very sad smile. His eyes drenched in sorrow. He looked down at his picture before writing in the bottom corner.

I was much happier then.

Naruto ripped the paper out of his sketchbook before handing it to her. She looked surprised that he had done that. She stared at what he had wrote down before looking back up. She held out the sketch for him to take back but Naruto just shook his head, waving her off, as if to say to her that she could keep it. Shouko put the sketch in her bag, before she started writing again.

What happened to them?

Naruto wasn't sure how to respond to a question like that. How could he tell her that some of his friends, three of them, had passed away along with almost every person precious to him. He couldn't just come out and say something like that. But what else could he even say? He could make a joke, see if she laughs. Or maybe he could half lie?

Naruto asked for the notebook again before writing something down for her to read.

I moved very far away.

She frowned and bowed her head, doing some weird hand motions before writing down on the notebook.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Naruto smiled at her and waved off her condolences. He faintly heard the bell ring for the end of lunch. He sighed to himself. He packed away his stuff in his bag before getting up and waving at the girl, Nishimiya-san.

He went to walk by her again, but he felt a hand grab his sleeve. He turned back to her with a raised eyebrow, confused. Shouko looked nervous about something, before she quickly scribbled something down with her nice handwriting.

Can we meet here for lunch again tomorrow?

Naruto read the line once more, before slowly smiling. It was soft, and he felt like it was an actual genuine smile of his. He knelt down in front of the girl, and put a hand on her head. She blushed lightly, but held his gaze with one of her own. Naruto blinked for a second and in her place was bright pink hair and green eyes. Naruto blinked again and the face of his old teammate and love were replaced with Nishimiya's . He felt his smile falter slightly before ignoring it.

"Yeah, I'll be back for lunch tomorrow." He said softly, but clearly, allowing her to read his lips. "I hope to see you again, Nishimiya-san."

With that he stood up, shouldered his backpack and trudged off to his classroom. He felt much better than he has in a long time. Maybe letting a few people into his life as acquaintances or even friends wouldn't be so bad of an idea.

Nishimiya-san wasn't a bad girl. It looked like she had experienced a tough life so far, and he found it very hard to not relate to such a thing. He had a soft spot for special cases. He missed the stare he was receiving from the girl he just left behind, and instead continued forward. He made his way through the crowd, lowering his eyes and putting his earbuds back in.

Maybe he should go talk to Akeno-san again. He'll apologize and accept her notes so she doesn't get in trouble with the Teshima-sensei.

He wandered to the classroom, getting there a little early. He debated on waiting for her out in the hallway, but decided to go into the classroom before her. He wasn't expecting to see Akeno sitting at her desk already, and nobody to be in the classroom yet.

Naruto decided to take this opportunity to talk to the raven haired beauty.

He walked up to Akeno and cleared his throat awkwardly, avoiding eye contact with her. Akeno turned around and was slightly surprised to see a shameful and somewhat embarrassed Naruto standing before her.

He bowed slightly, "I'm sorry my rudeness earlier Himejima-san. I hope you can forgive me."

Akeno gaped openly at the tall boy. She was surprised, to say the least. She was convinced that today was her fault, she had somehow pushed the blonde in front of her to a point where we wasn't able to emotionally register her intentions and he had responded negatively. It still could be the case with him. But if he were to come back merely an hour later and apologize for his behavior… then he had been aware of his feelings the whole time and merely decided to act the way he had acted.

So in time span of which she didn't see him… he had changed his mind and apologized for his calculated behavior. It was interesting, to see such a reaction from someone like him. But the strange part was...she couldn't wipe her smile off her face even if she wanted too.

"It's alright, Uzumaki-san. I hope I didn't upset you earlier with any comments I had made."

Naruto looked up at her and blinked at her genuinely happy smile. He almost blushed. She was quite stunning when she wasn't faking it. He faintly heard the door behind him open but he couldn't bring himself to look behind.

He cleared his throat and scratched the back of his neck, a habit that even after all this time, he wasn't able to get rid of. "Ah no, I just wasn't in the best of moods and I realized that I was being a dick."

He heard her giggle lightly before tilting her head, "Ara ara, are you a moody boy?"

Naruto frowned and glared slightly, "I wouldn't say that…"

She giggled into her hand again, closing her eyes. Naruto studied her. Her hand looked soft, gentle. Akeno opened her eyes and composed herself as the first few students started to walk into the room.

"I am able to give you the notes after school, if that works for you?"

Ah. Yeah, the notes. He had forgotten about them, to be honest. He had felt guilty about the way he had acted, but that doesn't mean he still wants to take the damn notes. He wrinkled his nose in disgust. Ah well, he might as well say yes.

"I guess so. I'll see you at the entrance after school." He waved over his shoulder as he walked back to his desk, hoping to avoid the other students. He heard the ravenette giggle behind him again, almost like she was teasing him. He scowled slightly.

He paused when he almost ran into the class rep, Takagi Saya, who was almost glaring at him. A hand was on her hip and she was holding out a notebook for him. Naruto blinked owlishly at the girl in front of him. What was happening?

Saya sighed and thrusted the notebook into his chest, crossing her arms and looking a different direction. "I had written these notes over lunch. The notes are everything that sensei had gone over that will most likely be on any tests. Seeing as you aren't the smartest, I had made them simple and easy enough for you to understand."

Naruto grabbed onto the notebook staring at the cover. Why did she do this?

"Because, idiot, I am the class rep, and I should take responsibilities such as this into my power. Himejima-san shouldn't be bothered with giving out her notes," Saya said, indignantly.

Oops. Had he said that outloud? He didn't think he did. He peaked a look over his shoulder at Akeno-san, who for the most part was doing a good job of hiding her frown on her face. Naruto looked back at Saya and nodded his head, smiling gently.

"Thank you iinchou. I'll write them down right now." He said, walking by her and sitting at his desk in the back.

Saya watched him walk by and she scowled, before she looked over at Akeno herself. No words passed between the two of the. The pinkette merely gave her a heated look before taking her seat in the middle of the class, getting her materials out and getting ready.

Akeno herself followed the example. She had known for a while now that the Takagi girl wasn't a big fan of hers, either it was from jealousy or the genius girl actually had felt somewhat threatened by her, Akeno wasn't sure which it was. But she could tell that it was something far deeper than petty jealousy.

She did find it rather odd that she had decided to help Naruto after what she had said in class though. It was almost like this sole action had been an attempt at putting a barrier between Akeno and Naruto again. She couldn't be sure what her intentions were for that reason, or if she was even correct in her assumption…

Teshima walked into his classroom and saw that everyone was sitting and already set to go. He could feel some tension in the air, but he wasn't sure exactly what had happened. It was a little awkward, though. He almost sweatdropped at the intense gaze the students were giving him right now, clearly using him as a personal distraction of sorts.

His gaze fell into the back of the room and noticed that Naruto was there, for once, in his seat and on time. He blinked, and even took note of the fact that the blonde's head was down and he was writing something in a notebook. Maybe it was finally some notes? He grinned in excitement, finally hoping Naruto would take his life a little more seriously than he had before. Maybe with a good lesson to start things off right now, he'd be able to boost the boys thirst for knowledge even more.

"Alright class! Welcome back, I hope you had a nice lunch break! Today I promised to go over antiderivative and indefinite integrals that some of you might have had issues with learning yesterday…" His eyes drifted to the back where Naruto was sitting, writing things down. The blond never looked up at him once. "If you have any questions please feel free to ask, or even write them down and come to me after class."

He picked up a marker for his white board and started to write a few things down. "Now lets begin."

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Naruto groaned as the bell for the end of the day signaled their release from this legal torture chamber. He had pre packed his bag and rushed out of the room, intent on leaving for the day. He was exhausted and had enough encounters for one day.

Too many people, too little time between them.

He quickly changed out of his school shoes and put on his sneakers, quickly leaving the door before the majority of the student body came around to the entrance. As he opened the door, he felt an impact of sorts from someone bumping into him. It knocked him back a step, since he was unprepared for it.

He glared down at the person who bumped into him, hearing the boy groan from his spot on the ground. Naruto studied him quickly. The boy had brown hair, with somewhat of a mullet going on. He was average build and looked pretty average for a height.

"What the hell?" The boy grunted from the ground, looking up at who he ran into. His brown eyes widened when he saw Naruto's face in front of him. The boy instantly squealed and suddenly skidded to Naruto's feet in a seiza position, his head basically touching the ground. "I'M SORRY UZUMAKI-SAN, I DIDN'T SEE WHERE I WAS GOING, I HOPE YOU CAN FORGIVE ME OR AT LEAST DON'T BEAT ME UP!"

Naruto didn't know what to say exactly and could feel his lip twitch awkwardly. Before he could answer, his attention was drawn to a group of girls sliding around the corner, all of them wearing towels or swimsuits. Naruto blanched. What the hell was happening?

The group of girls seemed to have spotted something because when they turned the corner, they had all started yelling and pointing at either him or this other guy. With full sprinting power, they all came running over to the two of them.

The brunette on the ground squeaked again and stood up, sweating profusely. Naruto felt a shiver of something he hasn't felt for a while. Fear. He genuinely felt a little fear at the stampede of angry females sprinting at them. His eyebrow twitched before looking down at the guy who was utterly terrified. Every man for himself? Or…?

He nodded to himself, no. He will not abandon a comrade in need. He grabbed ahold of the boys wrist before jerking him onto his back, and crouched low.

"Ah! What're you doing, Uzumaki-san!?" The brunette yelled in panic.

Naruto looked at him quickly. "We're leaving."

Was all he said before he took off in a sprint. He tried to keep it as 'humanly fast' as possible. Obviously if he were to pull out shinobi speeds here, a lot of people might ask him in the future about how the fuck he did that. Naruto wasn't looking for none of that business.

But to carry this other guy on his back, and run faster than the horde of angry females, somewhat reminded him of that time he carried a princess and out sprinted a train. Yeah that was a good time.

He dashed around the school, for a while, trying to shake the surprisingly persistent group. But after a while, they finally all had stopped due to exhaustion and went back to whatever it was that they were doing.

Naruto was behind the tennis courts, near a forest and if he was correct, near the old school building as well. He was panting and trying to catch his breath. Oh boy, it's been awhile since he's pushed himself for that long. These past three years he really hasn't been doing any sort of training, just kind of brooding.

He wiped the sweat off his face and looked at the ground at the boy who created all of this mess for him. He glared at brunette.

"What the hell was that about?"

The boy looked up at him and was instantly on his feet again, bowing much too quickly to be healthy for a back. "Thank you Uzumaki-senpai! You are the best! You saved me from such a beating!"

Naruto sighed, exasperated. He rubbed his neck. "It's fine. I can't believe they even started chasing me."

The boy looked sheepish, "Well given your reputation Uzumaki-senpai, I truly thought they'd have stopped chasing me after they saw you."

Naruto sighed and ran a hand through his shaggy hair. "It's whatever… but who are you again?"

"Ah!" The boy shot up straight. "I had forgotten about that! My name is Hyoudou Issei, Uzumaki-senpai. I'm sorry for all the trouble!"

Naruto stared at Issei. A piece of the puzzle came together in his mind as he finally registered what had happened. "Hyoudou-san? You're one of those perverts, aren't you?"

Issei looked surprised, "You know of me?"

Naruto sweatdropped. The boy didn't even deny being a pervert. But from what he had heard about the Perverted Trio, is that their pervertedness might even rival his late sensei's...They might be on par with the Super Pervert. Naruto shivered at the thought.

"I've heard of you and your friends." He said, "Now it all makes sense why those girls were chasing you...swim club?"

Issei nodded, vehemently. "They just started warmups in those delicious school swimsuits." He giggled, nostrils getting big and a blush appeared on his face as he clearly pictured them in his mind.

Naruto chuckled softly at the look. It was one he was very familiar with. He's seen that look too many times in his life time to be affected by it now. He shook his head and grabbed his bag from the ground, starting to brush off the dirt.

"You know, Uzumaki-senpai…" Issei had started, gaining Naruto's attention. He merely raised a pale eyebrow. Issei scratched his cheek, looking sheepish. "I've heard a lot of bad things about you, but you aren't anything like what the rumors say about you."

Naruto smirked at him, "Who knows? I don't pay attention to that kind of stuff."

Issei grinned at him. "Well, I'm sorry that you get so much shit then. I hope one day they'll see how cool you really are" The brunette gave him a thumbs up. "You really saved me there today."

Naruto grunted. "Like I said, it's no problem. But I doubt the school will be able to see me any different any time soon. I'm already in my third year anyway."

Issei frowned, "Well maybe if you act this way with everyone, then they'll see -"

"It won't be as easy as that, Hyoudou-san." Naruto interrupted him. "People get set into their ideas, and it's hard to get them to acknowledge their wrong doing. Especially if some of them have been doing it for multiple years."

"But-"

"No buts." Issei didn't look convinced by Naruto. So the blonde continued. "That's just how it works. Especially in this world. Sometimes you just have to suck it up and accept your loss."

Naruto started to trudge off, before Issei could say anything else. He through a hand over his shoulder, waving to the boy. "Take care, Hyoudou-san."

He heard Issei say his goodbye to his retreating form, and put his hands in his pockets. Ahh, what a long day. He was tired. He suddenly really wanted a cigarette from such a day. Usually he can wait until he gets home but today was a long day, and it had worn him out.

He pulled out the packet before pulling a stick out and putting it between his lips, already smelling the tobacco. He didn't bother with a lighter and used a very low level Katon jutsu to light a small flame above his thumb. He lit the end of the cigarette and took a deep puff in. He could feel the hot, dry smoke go into his lungs. The burning sensation gave him such an odd sense of peace. It was relieving.

He blew out the smoke before he took an opportunity to study his surroundings. He actually just noticed the building he was standing in front of now. Surrounding the building were a bunch of trees, basically a forest. There were some steps going up into the front door of the building, which had a giant clock on the very top of it.

It looked relatively old, but had a new metal roof on top. And for the first time since he's been there. He saw something that made him stop taking a second drag right then and there. The cigarette paused right on his lips and his eyes stayed glued to the open window. The open window where a person was standing at, gazing strongly at him as well.

He felt like a deer caught in the headlights.

He'd never smoked at school before, but after Teshima-sensei had caught the smell of cigarettes on him once, he had warned Naruto that any attempts to smoke on school grounds would be grounds for immediate expulsion.

Apparently they take that kind of stuff very seriously.

But right now his eyes couldn't tear themselves off this person. She just stood there with a very passive look on her face, staring straight at him. Even at this distance, he could almost feel an aura of disappointment from her being.

She had stunning blue-green eyes, with long, wild, crimson hair. It was beautiful red hair. Her bust was big, almost as big as Akeno's. Her angular face, and high cheekbones gave her a sophisticated look. Her dainty hand was holding onto the windowsill, and she held herself like she was royalty. Sophisticated and regal. It was impressive.

Naruto briefly registered that he had pulled out the cigarette, lit it with a Katon jutsu, and took a drag, all in front of her. What worried him most, honestly was the Katon jutsu.

His elevator didn't go all the way to the top floor, but Naruto wasn't dumb enough to not know who this person was. One of two 'Great Ladies' of Kuoh Academy. A beautiful girl, in and out and upside down. It was this knowledge that had made him a little nervous about what had transpired right at this moment. He knew that this particular person was very close to the student council, and he knew that this particular person also had a lot of power in Kuoh Academy, and Kuoh Town.

Oh yes, he knew exactly who this person was...

Rias Gremory.

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First chapter complete. I really hope you all enjoy this chapter! And a few things I just wanted to clarify and update since I haven't been an active writer for several months.

First of all, if you come from one of my other books, I appreciate your patience. This is a hobby for me, and sometimes when life hits, it hits you hard. I was very busy for several months, and wasn't able to take the time to sit down and enjoy one of my hobbies. I had prioritized playing video games over this as well. And once again I apologize.

Second of all, if you are wondering if either of my stories, 'Deceiving the Apocalypse' and 'Hachiman the Hero' has been abandoned, then you are incorrect. I am currently in the process of writing chapters for both stories. The only issue is that this story has been in my mind for AGES and I haven't been able to write it like I would have wanted, so I just took the dive in and went for it.

Once again, I hope you all enjoyed the chapter, and I hope to see you all soon for another chapter! PM, message, or Review if you have any questions about anything! I will do my best to answer them without spoiling the plot. Don't ask about that, and just sit back and enjoy the ride :)

Ja Ne