I OWN NOTHING

Now that I am starting this fic, I just noticed that Inuko's pics (which are in my profile page if you want to see what she looks like), are rather revealing. That's anime and manga for you, no sexy chicks means no fun.

Author's note: The harem may or may not grow depending on what I may be able to craft with this story and the character interactions, but you know the main five: Inuko (Female Inuyasha that is a tsundere), Setsuna (Female Sesshomaru that is a kuudere), Mikumo (Female Miroku that has a fetish for young and easy to tease guys), Kira (Female Koga who is the not-psycho type of yandere), and Sango. Kagome… still on the fence.

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Two-fisted fox

"DERYA!"

A sound similar to a shotgun blasting someone echoed in a large room. People stared in shock at the source of the loud noise. It was a young blond man, a teen of seventeen, with orange sweatpants, a black muscle shirt, white sneakers, and his fists covered in red boxing gloves. His hair was cut about short and was flat on his head like a small mop, with sideburns framing the side of his lean and rather handsome blue eyed face which, for some reason, sported three marks on each cheek that resembled whiskers. He also had a light golden natural tan that made people question whether or not he was Japanese.

The boy, easily identified as a boxer by his gloves, was built like featherweight fighter should, with not a single ounce of fat and his body covered in muscle. But some intimidation from his build would easily be ignored by the fact he was five foot and seven inches tall. But that height gave him the advantage of not having to worry much about his diet to keep his weight.

And what had amazed the people on the boxing club of your typical Japanese high school was the fact that the blond youth's opponents, a large sandbag and two other members of the club that had been trying to keep said sandbag in place, were sent flying a couple of feet in the air. The two other boxers yelped the moment they were airborne, barely having a chance to register that the blond boxer had sent them flying along the sandbag - which had been about to fly off its hinges - until they landed on the hard ground.

The blond looked surprised, "Oh… sorry?" he asked with a nervous grin.

The two other boxers groaned and got up, one of them speaking his mind with a sigh, "Well, now we see why we're not the captain of the boxing club."

Outside of the room, from a window, several pairs of eyes peeked down to see the blond walking towards a towel and a bottle of water to get rid of the sweat and get hydrated once again. The eyes belonged to girls currently standing on top of barrels, dumpsters, and everything they could find to get a good look at the blond captain of the boxing club, Naruto Uzumaki. And it was vital to note their eyes were heart-shaped.

"Uzumaki-senpai is so cool! Did you see how hard he punched that bag and those two? I bet he could out-punch a bear!" one of the girls said, almost squealing.

Another nodded, sighing dreamily, "He's definitely becoming a pro. A friend and I did a little research on him, and many colleges want him to be their star boxer."

"There's also a strange cool aura and a mysterious thing about him." another said with her hand on her pink cheek, "He seems like a loner but that's to be expected considering where he lives."

"He's kind of hard to approach… But look at him…" the girl who spoke all but drooled when watching Naruto wiping the sweat off his chest and arms, "Yummy…"

"Hey, Uzumaki!" said blond turned to the coach, a small rotund man with a small white moustache and a bald head, always clad in a red sweat suit, who had a clipboard in his hand and a stopwatch on the other, "Time for you to start running. You won't win any fights without keeping up that stamina of yours."

"I got it, I got it. No need to shout at me." The blond replied, took off his gloves and muscle shirt – which did get his fans to feel weak on the knees –, and put on a red hoodie while approaching the main door to the gym, a grin on his face, "Time to get stronger." Once out he didn't waste any time to sprint off into the distance. A biker had to blink when seeing the whiskered boxer dash past him and his scooter.

After the first five minutes of sprinting the blond stopped by an alarm on his watch, dead in his tracks, and started to skip on his toes in the corner he stood still. Then the bystanders watched in amazement when the kid traded blows with an invisible enemy, shadow boxing to keep up his skills. Meanwhile, the blond youth's fans tried and failed to see where he had gone after he covered a few miles with just a sprint. But just as he was about to sprint again, he noticed a certain scene on an alley:

"I said give it here!"

It was a banchou gang, characterized by wearing their uniforms like punks, one with a pompadour and brass knuckles, another with a shaved head had a cold mask and a switch blade, and the third had his black short hair spiked up, his eyes behind a pair of sunglasses and a bamboo sword. The masked banchou was motioning for someone to give him something, this someone being a poor little boy, and the something being an injured cat covered in dirt and bruises.

The kid hugged the fur ball tighter, "No! You… You weren't playing with him!" he said, on the verge of crying. He would've tried to run but his back was against a dead end, and the three punks blocked his escape route.

The one with the bamboo sword grinned, "We didn't say our games should be fun for the damn flea bag. Now give it here unless you want to join in on its fun."

"Why don't you let me in on the fun with fairer terms?" Naruto asked as he stepped into the alley.

The punks growled when noticing the blond, "What's a Gaijin like you doing here? Beat it!" the pompadour one said, cracking his knuckles.

Naruto raised his fists, covered in bandages, and grinned, "Hey, kid." The boy with the cat looked at the blond, who grinned at him, "When this is over, call an ambulance."

The three punks cackled, "You think we'll let you two walk out that easily?"

The blond chuckled, "I meant an ambulance… for three dumb idiots."

The banchou trio didn't take those words well if the veins popping on their foreheads were any indication. As one they all charged at the boxer while the little boy watched in shock, fear for the teenager, and awe at what was happening. In one swift strike, the kid's fear had disappeared. Just as the banchou with the bamboo sword was about to smack the blond on the head, the boxer swung his right fist upwards, and delivered an upper-cut that not only clashed with the bamboo weapon, but it snapped it in half. The banchou didn't know what happened until finding the sweaty blond teen's fist inches from his face, stopping just for the sole reason of watching the banchou backpedal in fear.

The other two thugs also stepped back, "This guy's a boxer… damn it." One of them cursed.

Naruto remained where he was with his feet firmly planted on the ground, and his grin still on his face, "I'm still one guy, come at me unless you're cowardly enough to only take on a little kid."

The banchou with the switchblade tried to stab the blond, who side-stepped the strike. Then the banchou grinned and swung his leg around for a sweeping kick, "Let's see you fight with a broken knee!" he shouted… and then saw Naruto stomping forward, just in time for his leg to connect with the banchou's knee, stopping the blow and making the thug roll back with his hands holding his sore leg while Naruto didn't look shaken at all. He inwardly grinned, for it'd take more than a kick to take him down.

The last banchou finally attacked and threw very wild punches at the blond who weaved and bobbed around the strikes with his grin, "Stay still, you bastard!" the banchou shouted, and tried to kick the boxer, only for the blond to spin around on his toes and letting the thug's foot sink into a trash bag, which judging by the squishy sound it made was filled with something nasty. The banchou then shivered when he retrieved his foot only to find it covered in a strange brown mess.

The kid watched the banchou try to punch, kick, and even head-butt the boxer, but the thug only managed to hit air. And the more the banchou tried to hit the boxer, the faster the blond seemed to become… No, the kid saw it. The banchou was losing his breath while the blond pugilist simply showed off his footwork by avoiding all of the thug's strikes. And in one split second, the blond disappeared from sight when the banchou's fist hit air once again. The thug then noticed a shadow by his side, and finally noticed that his brass knuckles were missing.

Naruto sighed and rolled his shoulders, "I'm not one for fighting in stupid street brawls, but if you keep going at it…" he raised his left hand, which had the missing brass knuckles so he could let the fall and hit the ground, "I will actually throw a real punch." He said with his eyes set on the trio with a dangerous glare.

The men tried to run away… but the boxer dashed right in front of them, "W-What're you?! Some monster?!" the pompadour one asked.

Naruto chuckled, "Maybe I am, who knows?" he then pointed at the kid and the cat, "What I do know is that you three owe that kid and the cat an apology, and a heartfelt one."

The masked banchou growled, "You must be kidding me!"

To prove he wasn't kidding, Naruto walked to the nearest wall, and punched it. The kid, the thugs, and even the cat stared with their mouths gaping and their eyes wide in horror when the boxer's fist punched right through it in the same manner a needle would pass through thin cloth. The pugilist then pulled back his hand from the hole, blew off the dust on his knuckles, and grinned at the boxers.

"So, that apology?" he asked, cracking his knuckles for emphasis. "Just know… if the kid and the cat don't forgive you, neither will I."

"We…" the trio started, before turning to the kid with tearful eyes, "We're very sorry! Please forgive these fools!"

The kid stepped back, and then, with a smile, said, "It's ok… but you have to make it up to the cat…" he said, and the feline let out a meow, as if approving of this.

Naruto stepped to the kid, crouched to be at his level, and patted the cat's head, "Well, the little one seems hungry…" he then turned to the trio with a thoughtful look on his face, "I'd say… you three can start by feeding it, getting it a warm place to stay at, and making sure it's properly taken care of…" he then turned with a smile so sweet that it had to be fake, "Or else my new friend will tell me, and I will find you."

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After seeing the three thugs enter a pet shop, get everything the cat needed, and help the kid carry the cat to his home with the boy having promised to tell the boxer through said pugilist's cell phone what happened, the blond moved forward with a smile. He looked at his clock, sighing for he had lost some time, but considering how good he was doing he thought of it as a casual sacrifice. He'd just have to run twice as long and faster later that day.

He returned to his school's gym where the coach gave him a glance noticing he hadn't sweated as much as he wanted him to, but let it slide knowing the blond youth's stamina, "You better not be slacking, boy. Those fists of yours may hit like cannonballs, but if you don't have the energy, speed and strength to use them then you can throw the towel."

The blond waved at the man, "No worries, I didn't get too sidetracked this time. I was just helping a little kid with his cat."

The coach sighed, "Listen, I know you like to be a good guy, but if you want to be a pro then get ready to get beaten to the canvas the moment you try to be kind in the ring."

"I know, but I'm still doing good." The blond replied, "I do need a bit more muscle and to better my footwork."

The coach nodded, "Then start shadow boxing already, and then get ready to deal with the others in the ring. And after that…" here the man pointed at the door to the gym, "Get those girls out of here!"

Naruto blinked, turned, and sure enough a large group of girls were at the door watching how he had taken his hoodie to put back on his still sweaty muscle shirt. Understandably, he hurriedly put on the shirt, "I make no promises, coach. They're really persistent."

The coach scoffed, "Boy, I may not be the best guy to say this, but you need a girl. Sure, they will take time off your schedule, but right now I'd like to see this gym's doors clear of girls. Break some hearts, will ya?"

Naruto chuckled, "You're a really mean old man, don't you think?" he then looked up, "I just want to enjoy my life, and being a pro-boxer is both fun and pays." Then shrugged, "I just don't want to be mean, ok?"

The coach chuckled with a smirk, "You don't get to my age after some years of boxing without letting people know you can be mean. Now start working on your feet!"

The blond nodded, did as told, and tried his best to ignore the girls staring at him and whispering about the handsome boxing club captain. In his mind, he was trying to prepare himself for when they started to follow him to the school gates, and then and there he may get back to his home all alone or with company for a small part of the trip. It wasn't that he disliked the attention; in fact he'd enjoy it to the full… if the girls could let him breathe for a bit. However, for some reason he knew he'd hate himself if he were cold or mean to them. It was like from birth something or… someone had made him hate the idea of being cruel and cold to those who wanted to do others good.

'Can't be weirder than the dreams about the fox and that horned devil woman…' he thought to himself with his fists trading blows with the air to shake those thoughts off his head.

Either way, he'd have to go through them, so he thought it'd be best if he wasn't a jerk to get some space, even if the girls were rather clingy. After a nice cold shower to cool off his muscle, getting on his school uniform, and packing his gloves in a duffle bag along his now sweaty clothes, Naruto walked out. The girls in their green-skirted uniforms instantly swarmed around him, some with hearty eyes. With his uniform, Naruto looked like a more professional person, despite it being the typical black jacket, black dress pants, school shoes, and white button-up shirt, but with his hands still bandaged. He had no tie and kept his jacket opened to breathe better, which was what he wanted right now when he found himself smiling awkwardly at the girls around him.

However, there was one perk that kept him grinning: he was surrounded by cute girls who wanted his attention.

"Uzumaki-senpai, you did great today, once again." One of them basically sang.

Naruto managed a chuckle at the enthusiasm but replied truthfully, and kept moving forward, "Thanks, but I still haven't done as much as I would have wanted to."

"No need to kick yourself down, senpai. You always do great." Another replied.

"Yeah, you're always fun to see punching bags and others." The first girl said.

Naruto smiled a bit more, "I think that's the only thing I'm good at, you know, fighting. It feels nice that there's a crowd to cheer for me, though." He ended that line with a warm smile that caused more than one blush.

"We'll always cheer for you, senpai. You must be the greatest boxer ever!" another girl barely squealed.

He grinned, his ego did feel massive, but something in the back of his head seemed to want to humble him, almost like a memory of something he experienced, like a loss from a past life, "Nah, I don't think I'm the best. If I know something is that there are a lot of strong guys out there who can be floored by stronger guys. That's why I need to wait one more year before going pro… well, that and my age."

"Speaking of that, when's your birthday, senpai?" another girl asked.

Naruto stopped, a thoughtful look on his face, and put a hand to his chin, "October tenth, maybe."

"Maybe? Why would it… Oh…" the girl looked down, "Sorry…"

He waved her off with a calm smile, "Hey, no need for that. I don't even think about it or let it bother me." He grinned at her reassuringly. The girls smiled and followed him to the gate where he asked to be able to walk back to his home on his own. As he did, some more thoughts came to his mind, "Why's my birthday such a weird day?" he shook his head and chuckled, "Why am I even thinking so much about it? Maybe the coach is right and I need to find myself a girl, heh… Perhaps a cute yet sexy, tough, one of a kind girl with a nice figure…" he grinned to himself, engrossed in his heavenly thoughts of his perfect girl…

At that moment, his phone started to ring. After seeing the ID, and mostly getting out of his dream world with unique girls roaming around him, he furrowed his brows and picked up the call, hearing a certain little boy on the other side, "M-Mister! I need help! Those guys, the banchou… They-"

Naruto narrowed his eyes, "Hey, calm down and tell me what's going on, one step at a time."

The boy took a small pause, "Some guy's beating them up saying they bumped into his car! They didn't do anything bad, and there are a lot of bad guys! They bought the cat some food and when they got out this big guy came out and blamed them for passing by his car saying they scratched it or something."

Naruto's knuckles turned white, "Where are you?"

After getting the necessary directions, the blond took off finally racing with everything he had. Not even a minute later he had dashed past a few streets and found a small pet shop, with a large pimped out purple Ford and the banchou he met earlier sitting on their asses with bruises, blood, and a towering tank of a man in a purple leather coat, purple dress pants, and white snake skin shoes. This guy had no hair, but had his jacket opened to show several tattoos, meaning he was a yakuza. By his side more men with real katanas, spiked brass knuckles, or their bare hands stood by the man, who cracked his knuckles and punched the pompadour banchou again, in the face, splashing blood on the street.

"Hey, leave him alone!" the masked banchou said, only to get a boot to his face from another yakuza.

The tank of a man, that seemed to be the leader, spat on the ground. He had a very unfriendly face in a permanent scowl, and looked like a heavyweight fighter, "You little punks will have to start working hard to pay up for the damages to my beautiful car. Not only that, but you dared disrespect me there telling me to not do what I please… That costs a finger in my clan."

Another yakuza spoke up, "What do we do with the kid?" he asked as he stood behind the boy and the cat the child still carried.

And just as the big boss was about to answer, a sound reached his ears, that of glass shattering. "Oh sorry," Naruto said, removing his bandaged fist from the heavily dented door, "Was that yours?" he asked, but his tone was anything but stern. He was mad at the man and stared at him with cold, stoic eyes.

The large yakuza growled, "You're as good as dead, punk! Get him!" he shouted at the other gangsters who readied their weapons while Naruto readied his fists.

"Sorry, but those five are coming with me." He said and ducked under a swing from a sword, and connected his left fist with the yakuza's face. The result was instantaneous, the gangster's head rocketed to the side, his body was shoved backwards with enough force that gales of wind could be seen for an instant, and his mouth seemingly exploded when spit, teeth and blood bust out of his lips. Another one came with his spiked brass knuckles throwing swift jabs, but Naruto easily side-stepped his charge and using only his left hand once again connected three powerful jabs and a hook to the man's ribcage. The yakuza staggered backwards, his mouth open with a lot of spit coming out… and then he coughed up something, blood. The gangster fell to the ground with a broken rib and a heavily bruised abdomen.

The big boss growled, reached into his car, and pulled out a two-handed broadsword he carried singlehandedly, "You're dead, you little son of a bitch!" he raised the large weapon over his head and swung it down. Naruto weaved to his right and let the blade pass by his body and touch the ground. The large man was about to raise the blade, which had sunk into the hard concrete, and try to attack Naruto again, only to see the blond charge at him with an incredible speed.

"Body!" Naruto cried when his left hook forced the man to lean down, his mouth gasping for breath that had been knocked out of his stomach, "Liver!" This time Naruto's left fist went for a more precise spot on the yakuza's body, and the small audience heard how not only one but two ribs cracked from the powerful punch, and they didn't want to imagine whatever happened to the man's liver. The large man started to fall down, but the blond boxer would have none of that. Bending his knees to be near the man's waist level, the blond gripped tightly his right fist for the first time in this fight, and jumped up.

The little boy gasped, "That's a…"

And Naruto completed the kid's sentence, "Gazelle Punch!" he cried when his knuckles landed squarely on the man's chin, cracking his jaw, breaking his teeth, and, despite the yakuza having his mouth shut with the heavy fist on his chin, sending out the man's teeth. The large yakuza was sent flying back, landing heavily on his car which ended with a heavy imprint of the mobster's body. The other gangsters looked at this with shock, turned, and started to run off.

The banchou trio, despite bleeding, gaped at the boxer's prowess, "That was so cool…" the bald banchou said through his cold mask.

"Big bro!" the little kid cried in relief as he raced towards the boxer.

Naruto whistled in relief, "Whew… That was ugly…" he then turned to the banchou, who tensed at his eyes, until, "Are you three okay?"

The pompadour banchou nodded, "Y-Yes…"

Naruto sighed in relief this time, "Good, but I should still call a hospital or something. You guys are bleeding real bad."

The spectacled banchou blinked behind his shades, "You… You're going to help us after what we did to the kid?"

Naruto kneeled before the trio… and bonked them in the head, "Of course I am, you idiots! What kind of monster would I be if I left you to bleed here and die?!" he asked angrily, "Honestly, you should be a bit more thankful and give some gratitude!"

"S-Sorry, sir! Thank you, sir! We're actually fine, sir! Just bruised and with small cuts, sir!" the three replied as one with their hands rubbing the lumps on their heads.

Naruto stood up with his arms crossed proudly and nodded happy with himself, "Good. Now, can you three stand?" they nodded getting up, and Naruto smiled, "Good! So you can carry the stuff the cat needs!" he said, motioning to the bags the trio had been carrying, and chuckled with a sweet smile, but a dark tone to his merry voice, "I did say you would repay the kid and the cat for the problems you caused them, didn't I?"

The banchou group sweat-dropped, 'This guy's a demon…'

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Soon the four boys and the cat walked to the youngest kid's home, after that, the banchou left the bags at the entrance to the home which, curiously enough, happened to be near a temple. The boxer stared at the wooden structure and a large tree that seemed far more ancient that the temple or anything around it.

The boy walked out of his home with a large smile, "Hey, big bro! My mom said I can keep the cat and even name it! Thanks for your help!"

"Oh, that's good!" Naruto said, and looked as a middle-aged woman with short hair walked out and smiled at her son. He smiled and waved at her, which she replied with her own wave before getting back in to make dinner, "So, how're you naming the fur ball?" the blond asked and eyed the cat that strolled around the house.

The kid smiled, "His name is gonna be Buyo… Oh, and I'm Sota, Higurashi Sota!"

Naruto smirked, "Name's Uzumaki Naruto." He then patted the kid's head, "And next time you have a problem, you call me, ok?"

The kid nodded with a smile. Not knowing that the next time he would need the boxer's help a lot would happen…

The blond then skipped down the steps and passed by a girl with long black hair and his school's uniform. She stared at him in surprise, and he couldn't help but flash her a rather goofy grin. The poor girl was both taken back by the expression on his face that said "doofus" and the handsome features he had… so she missed one step and stumbled face first on the last one, making the blond sweat-drop.

"Hey… Are you okay?"

"Y-Yeah, I think so…" she grumbled, and blushed when the boxer helped her up and even picked up her bike without a problem. She was taken by surprise with the way he carried her bicycle despite being around her height.

"You wouldn't mind some help, would you?" he asked, stretching his hand for her to grab in order to pull her up.

She accepted the hand with a smile, "Thanks… Umm…"

"Naruto, Uzumaki Naruto."

"I'm Kagome, Higurashi Kagome. A pleasure to meet you."

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And that's my rap!

Sorry if the first chapter is rather short, it is finally after a long month that I can breathe easier and write at a more laidback pace. As for back-stories, I kind of made it obvious it's the typical one where he's reborn in a new world, reasons and such will be explained later to not drag out the plot.

And, like I mentioned a while back, I may not be crazy for Kagome but I can see some of her good points. Whether she gets in the harem or not is up to me, so try to be patient with whatever I decide, ok?

Now, here we have Naruto as a mixture of some of my favorite fictional boxers. Personality wise I took some inspiration from Takamura from Hajime no Ippo, and from that manga/anime I took some of the titular character, Ippo's moves for the blond. Appearance wise, as well as skill set wise and a bit of personality wise, I went with a bit of Akihiko Sanada from Persona 3, if only slightly… From that same game, I took a lot of inspiration from the character Junpei and his love for girls… If you're going to be surrounded by sweet honeys then best enjoy it instead of fearing it like most harem main male characters. I know it's some standard for harem series but just for once I'd like to see one where the main character is more sure of himself and enjoys the fan-service without being a perv.

Also, sorry for my lack of subtlety in some parts, because as the anime and manga fan that I am I either go all in or get out.

As I've said, Inuko will be a tsundere, meaning she's your typical girl in denial who doesn't want to admit she desires a slice of protagonist pie, but you better expect her and Naruto to clash in more ways than one. Setsuna for her part is a kuudere, the stoic woman kind of beauty that says very little but has many men tingling warmly inside, and she will not know whether to kill Naruto for his power or make him her slave… let the pervy thoughts begin.

Back on track, I sadly can't find pictures of how Mikumo and Kira would look so you will have to rely on your imagination until that happens. Mikumo is a sly, perverted, and tease-loving woman who will be after the blond kid's ass cheeks for a grope… you may envy him now. Kira won't be subtle and will be possessive of Naruto, but more in the Tenchi Muyo style of possessive in which she will try to pussy-block the other girls from getting near him, and she will try hard to make him see her as a perfect wife.

But, as we all know, the fic wouldn't be fun without these traits done with a lot of effort, which means I will try my hardest to make this work.

Swordslinger out!