祖たるもの –The Progenitor–

Chapter One: Prologue – The Boy Named Naruto Ōtsutsuki「序章 ‐ 少年の名前は大筒木ナルト」

"Naruto! Young man, if you don't come down here right now, I'm burning all your ramen stashes!"

Bright blue eyes struggled to open as a young male, at the age of 18, awoke from his so-called beauty sleep. Yawning as he slowly sat on the bed, showing his bare upper body, the blonde rubbed the sleepiness from his eyes.

"Nnnh… What time izzit…?"

"NARUTO! I'm serious! I really will burn your hidden stash of cup ramens!"

Shivering at the threat, the blonde merely laid back down, muttering, "As if, she doesn't even know where-…"

"And don't think I don't know where it is! I perfectly know that you keep it hidden in that hidden compartment just above your bed! Stupid construction workers making stupid simple mistakes when building their houses… how clumsy!"

"GAH! Ok ok, I'm up, I'm up! Just don't take my ramen!"

Ōtsutsuki Naruto yelped, falling on his nose as he jumped off his bed.

"Ow, my nose!"

"Did you just hurt your nose? Aren't you clumsy this morning?"

"Shut up! Like you're one to talk, miss-I-can't-handle-taking-a-bath!"

"…"

"…"

"Whelp, guess we can get rid of all those cup ramen… we have too much anyway…"

"Nooohooohohohooo, I'm sorry, Kā-chan! I was wrong, please give me the punishment! The ramen cups are innocent!"

This is Ōtsutsuki Naruto, single son of single mom and widow (debatable), Ōtsutsuki Matatabi. A healthy young man at the age of 18 with blonde hair and blue eyes, the young man appears to be a Caucasian-Japanese halfy. Not that there's anything wrong with that… however, his mother reassured herson years ago that he was purely Japanese.

That still rose a lot of problems, especially with his whisker-like scars on both sides of his cheeks, many mothers have thought of him as a delinquent, delinquents thinking him as easy prey. It was a tough life being Naruto.

At school, however, it was a different story. To put it lightly, Naruto was both the most popular, and yet, the most hated boy in school. The girls all want him. The boys all want to kill him. Because of all the physical training his mother and two of her many siblings gave him as a young boy, it gave him a killer body many sought for. It went to the point the whole school called him one of the Two Princes, dubbing him as the "Noble Prince", the other being the "Gentle Prince".

Not that he cared. Naruto was taught long ago that what other people thought of you didn't matter. All that matter were what your friends, family and how you yourself viewed yourself as.

Which brings the author to another point, Naruto's few, but loyal, friends. It didn't take much for anyone to guess that Naruto was loyal by default. He would gladly trade his own life if it meant that his friends and family would live. Though Kurama no occhan was pretty adamant that he change that kind of thinking, it didn't change the fact that Naruto would put his life on the line to help his friends. Because of this, while Naruto has had his moments of temper and ramen craving, one could say that they would blindly give the blonde their trust if it meant having Naruto's very loyalty.

Pfft, sounds like Naruto has a rough life ahead of him.

Going back to the story, Naruto had just finished washing his face and brushing his teeth, finally putting on his school uniform. Racing down the stairs, he had just reached the family table when a frying pan prevented him from sitting down. Holding his nose once again, Naruto glared with teary eyes at a smirking woman, around her late 20's early 30's, with bluish hair tied into a low ponytail. Her piercing yellow and green heterochomic eyes playfully stared at her son, fangs poking out of her lips as she giggled, Naruto muttering on how hyper the woman was.

"Well hello, son. How was your morning?"

"Just peachy, kā-chan…" Naruto muttered, biting on cooked fish.

"Aww, come on kid, don't be like that!" Matatabi moaned after her son. "You know I was kidding about the whole 'burning all ramen' thing, right? Right?"

"Yeah… like how I believed that Kurama no-occhan was a girl until a few years ago…"

"Th-that was only a joke Gyūki and I made up! It's not like Nī-sama deserved it either!"

"All he did was accidentally burn all your sushi stash into nothing but ash…"

"Exactly! That needs punishment!"

The younger blonde deadpanned at his mom before gazing at the clock. Eyes widening in shock, the blonde quickly stuffed himself, bluntly ignoring the disappointing scolds from his mom, and quickly dashed for the door.

"Oh man, I'm late!" He puts on his shoes. "I'm going, Mom! Try not to get tempted by fish again today! It's bad enough Kokuō-no-Onēchan can be lured in by carrots and cigar, I don't wanna be the one to have to fish you two out again!"

"ONE TIME! Just that one time, and no one let's go of it!"

Naruto merely laughs heartily before leaving the household. Matatabi huffs as she listens for the door to close before adopting a more saddened face. She sighs, gazing at one of the many pictures decorating the opposite wall, more in particular, the picture with several different symbols.

"Don't make that sad face, it doesn't suit you…"

"Uwaaaah!" Matatabi yelps, looking back to see Kurama deadpanning as he takes another munch on the left over fish. "Onī-sama! How many times do I have to tell you NOT to sneak up on me!"

"Meh, lost count," The red head answers. He glares, "I'm still pissed off that you and Gyūki tricked Naruto into thinking that I was a woman…"

The bluenette stifles a laugh. "Not my fault you look feminine with that long red hair."

"Says the one with two tails…"

"Are you ever going to stop deciphering us by our tails?"

"Has hell frozen over yet?"

"…"

"…"

"Muh, Onī-sama so mean…"

"Don't pout either, doesn't suit that face…" Kurama deadpans again, gulping down another bowl of rice. Reaching for the spicy cabbage, he continues with a slight pause, "So… any changes since then?"

This time, Matatabi adopts a more serious look to go with the slightly saddened eyes. Sighing once, she says, "No. Ever since that incident, Naruto-kun still hasn't regained his memories. He doesn't remember anything. Nothing about the Shinobi, about the War, his previous life, nothing. It's taking me and Rias-chan all we can to make sure he doesn't find out about the Devils and Angels… Something tells me that that statue is the cause…"

Kurama stares into space. Fish meat and bones are then crushed between canine teeth. "Good thing then. The reason why we all agree with this plan was to give Naruto the life he deserves. A life away from the fighting and the supernatural."

The bluenette laughs. "You can take tiger out of the jungle, but not the jungle out of the tiger."

Kurama scoffs. "Figures you'll use a cat-themed metaphor…"

"Did Lucifer-dono find anything yet?"

The red head shakes his head. "Nah, while the statue is under heavy surveillance (and by heavy surveillance, I meant me), that red-headed sis-con still can't find the 'Eye' of the Old Man…"

A second sigh comes from Matatabi. "The 'Eye' and the 'Body' of Chichiue's…"

"Sasuke and Naruto…"

"How long has it been…?"

"…" Kurama narrows his eyes. "… Far too long…"

(Kuō Academy)

Naruto jogged all the way to school, tears of sweat beading upon his forehead as he searched around the crowd of students. Ignoring the staring glances from his admirers, a pair of soft small hands suddenly covered his face. Two soft melons leaned onto his back as a soft voice whispers, "Guess who?"

Naruto smiles, lifting the hands out of the way as he turns around, greeted by bright red hair. Smiling brighter, he brushes his lips against the girl he would gladly live his life for over and over. "Mornin' Rias…!"

Rias Gremory giggles at the kiss. "Good morning, Naruto!"

"HYAAAAHH! Rias-onē-sama and Naruto-onī-sama!"

"The Perfect Couple of Kuō Academy!"

"Dammit, Ōtsutsuki!"

"Taking Rias-ane-san for yourself!"

"Die, Ōtsutsuki!"

Naruto groans at the sudden party. "Still can't figure out how you can deal with all this, Rias…"

"Fufu, it's simple, really."

Naruto scoffs. "Simple, yeah… simple for you, maybe…"

"Ara ara, it appears I've been bluntly ignored."

Naruto grinned weakly at the raven head behind himself and Rias. "Sorry sorry, Akeno. But y'know how I can't stand sadist. Masochist I may be, but I prefer to be on the top…"

"Ara ara? Me, a sadist? I'm afraid I don't understand what you mean, Naruto-kun."

Rias and Naruto deadpans at her as a majority of the males sneers at the blonde for insulting the other "Onē-sama" of Kuō. Himejima Akeno continues to smile as the couple look at each other. Rolling their eyes, they say at the same time, "Yeah, sure, whatever you say, Akeno…"

"B-buchō, not you too!?"

Rias giggles, "Relax, Akeno, we're just kidding."

A grinning Naruto only serves to prove the red head's statement.

"Moh, the two of you are such jerks…!"

Naruto laughs, nodding at another blonde as the Gentle Prince of Kuō walks up to the group alongside with Cute Mascot of Kuō. "Sup, Kiba!"

"Naruto-senpai, a pleasure," Yūto Kiba greets his upperclassman as the white haired girl immediately grabs Naruto's hand and places it on top of her hair. Smiling at the girl, Naruto ruffles her hair, "Mornin' Koneko-chan!"

"Senpai…" Tōkō Koneko mumbles, a fresh blush on her face. Rias scowls at her club member as she watches Naruto show his unique affection to the young freshman.

"Damn Koneko, getting all fresh with Naruto…" She bites her fingernails as Koneko strikes a victory pose at the group. The rest of the group merely laughs along as Naruto continues to scratch the back of where Koneko's hidden ears are.

As the group continued to interact, a certain red head was watching from afar. Crimson eyes soften at the view of Naruto happily interacting with his peers. The figure sighs.

"Say, Naruto… are you, happy? Happy with this new life you have?"

Kurama looks into the sky. "I hope you are. You deserve it, after all…"

A/N: Something I've thought up of after reading Volume 1 of High School DxD manga a few months back. Since then, I've read countless (not really) of fanfictions, most in particularly crossovers between DxD and other series, such as BLEACH, NARUTO and occasionally Fairy Tail.

Now, I'm not that far into the DxD story, but I know enough from the many fanfiction as well as Wikia giving some extra info in case I need it. That does not mean that the story I will write will be perfect. In any case, it'll be far from perfect, because perfect is NOT what I want. And before anyone says anything: yes, yes Issei will be in the story; no, I will not steal Issei's harem away from him (he'll keep at least some of them); yes there will be other NARUTO characters; no, I will not be neglecting I'm Not!; and finally, the next chapter is already completed, but I will be keeping my focus on I'm Not! so expect irregular updates from The Progenitor.

(Long long time ago, in a land far far away…)

Silence reigned the whole warzone as everyone, who have just escaped their nightmarish coffin (so to speak), stared into the crater that replaced the area that three people fought.

It still burned in their memories. First was the moon brightening up the night sky before being taken into the roots of the Holy Tree. Then dreams broke into their mind before it ended the same way. Waking up from their precious dreams of lies as the hero of their war fought alongside with the international criminal against the god that threatened their peace. It was sudden. All so sudden. The hero, with the help with the criminal, suddenly used an unknown technique even to their five leaders before a huge light exploited the whole area. A loud "boom" resounded the air, the sound wave thus creating shock waves to knock every soldiers off their feet.

The ending conclusion was the gaping crater just where the large tree was, just where the three warriors fought, just where hope and despair fought.

No one moved.

No one dared to make a sound.

The four resurrected leaders of a once destroyed village stared in awe at what happened.

The five leaders of the great villages had nothing to say, or rather, cannot even comprehend.

The generations of soldiers, both old and current, were flabbergasted.

"What… happened…?"

It took only one sentence. One group of words that would then resound a worldwide chaos that would last for decades. Chaos that was given birth from the dreams for peace by a single man. And this chaos will soon give birth to a peace that would last for centuries and beyond.

Rejoice, oh great sage of the toads.

Rejoice, oh mighty man of seduction and eroticism.

Rejoice, oh dreamer of peace.

Rejoice, oh Jiraiya.

Rejoice for peace has come.

Rejoice.

Peace… has fell upon the world.

Rejoice……