Apologies for not updating in months. Like many of you must have experienced, Life threw me some curve balls and I was hospitalized for a long time.

Before I begin, I want to clear something up.

A lot of you have suggested that Naruto should be stomping on the DxD characters, however, this DxD universe was created from the physical and spiritual energies of Naruto and Sasuke respectively. That is why this DxD universe is stronger than the canon one, and why beings like Great Red and Trihexa can compete with Naruto.

I've read a lot of stories where Naruto is a dimension traveler/reincarnation who lost everything he had and fell into depression, only to be pulled out by Rias and Gang. I wanted to write something different, a story where Naruto doesn't start with nothing, but instead everything. But it is difficult to write an engaging story when the main character faces no challenges. A lot of you thought I nerfed Naruto, but the truth is I buffed the DxD universe. To me, it isn't unreasonable since it was Naruto who created it, and Naruto is insanely strong. It also challenges me to think of ways Naruto could grow even stronger than he already is and believe me I have had a few unorthodox ideas.

Kuoh was a relatively uninteresting town when compared to other large, metropolitan cities of Japan. It was spacious and rather dull, though it housed a surprisingly large population thanks to the reputation of the prestigious Kuoh Academy. Kuoh Academy attracted aspiring students from across Japan, and with its recent transition into a co-ed institution, more and more students and their families moved to Kuoh.

It was also a hub of supernatural activity. The devils, in particular, were quite invested in the town, and the other factions wanted to find out why.

Rias Gremory found herself in a predicament. She was cornered, with no visible outs. Her mind raced a mile and hour, trying to come up with a strategy to help her out of the dire situation she was in.

"Checkmate," came a voice opposite her.

Indeed, her opponent had trapped her King between the opposing Queen, Knight, and Bishop. Any step she took would result in the capture of the King. Rias sighed, not enjoying the bitter feeling of defeat. She swallowed the bile which had risen from her gut – she really hated losing. The only reason she played chess was to train her tactical thinking in preparation for rating games to come.

She glanced at her opponent and couldn't help smiling fondly. Sona Sitri was her childhood friend and the only person who she had never been able to best in a game of chess. It was a bit of a sore spot for the crimson haired heiress, but she could always console herself with the knowledge that she had her friend beat in another department.

Boobs.

And she was never shy to flaunt it at the petite devil across from her. Rias folded her arms underneath her breasts, emphasizing their size and fullness. She caught a slight twitch in Sona's facial expression and knew her actions were annoying her fellow heiress.

"Your mastery over the game of chess is spectacular as always, Sona," she praised before graciously accepting defeat. She may hate losing but her position as an heiress required she maintain a modicum of courtesy. "You have defeated me, once again. As promised, you may lead this meeting."

Sona closed her eyes and readjusted her glasses, before looking back at Rias.

"You flatter me, Rias," Sona responded with equal grace. "But let us move on to more important matters."

"Indeed," Rias agreed. "What did you wish to discuss? As you know, I am currently occupied with that." She finished, referring to her engagement with Riser Phenex.

"I am aware, but I thought you should know that Kuoh High School has just accepted a new transfer student."

Rias' face remained stoic.

"Is that it?" She probed. "Why is that important?"

"Because this student didn't go through the ordinary transfer procedures," Sona paused before she elaborated further. "They were simply accepted after an application was lodged. No screening, no interview, no background check."

Now that, intrigued the Gremory heiress. Kuoh Academy was covertly backed by devils, specifically her brother Sirzechs and father Zeoticus. As such, the over-protectiveness of those two idiots had led to Kuoh's strict admission guidelines. Every transfer student had to be vetted through a series of interviews, background investigations, and in extreme cases, a degree of stalking, to ensure that they weren't members of hostile factions sent to sabotage the devils.

It was suspicious for an individual to be accepted without going through the process.

"Are you worried this may be a threat?" Rias pondered. Sona shook her head in response.

"Unlikely. On the contrary, this may be an opportunity," the raven haired King suggested. "It is safe to assume that the devils already know this person. They wouldn't allow threats to infiltrate the academy, after all."

"Hmm… so you think they may be potential recruitment?"

Sona nodded. This was why she requested to lead the meeting with Rias. The two heiresses came to the human world not only to study the ways of human interaction, but to also grow their peerages. They had a first come first serve rule, in which whoever found a potential target would inform the other and the other party must respect it. The Gremory heiress had called dibs on Hyoudou Issei, the suspected wielder of a powerful Sacred Gear, and Sona herself had found a Sacred Gear wielder in Saji Genshirou.

She knew however, that Rias needed strong pieces as soon as she could in order to break off her engagement with Riser.

"I will cede this target to you," Sona began in earnest. "I know you don't have much time. In return, you will owe me a favor."

"Thank you," the redheaded devil smiled a heartfelt smile while conveying her gratitude. "I hope this works out. Who is this transfer student?"

Sona's hand rose to her face, her fingers pushing her glasses up, a gleam of curiosity in her eyes.

"A young man," she spoke, "going by the name of Uzumaki Naruto."

"Achoo!"

Someone, somewhere, must be talking about him. There was no other reason he would sneeze since he physically could not fall ill. It was a universal law which existed back in the Elemental Nations, and Naruto made sure it was a law which existed in this universe as well.

Having never aged a single day ever since the day he received Hagoromo's Yang chakra, he looked exactly like he did at seventeen, but instead of an orange jumpsuit, he was dressed in Kuoh Academy's high school uniform, with an orange T-shirt underneath the blazer. With his spiky blonde hair and deep blue eyes, he attracted the attention of pedestrians – specifically women – who were intrigued by the possibly foreign student.

While pleased that he was garnering female attention this time around, he wasn't thrilled to be attending school again. Sure, no one would be out to sabotage his learning and his scores, and he wouldn't be ostracized by the parents of his peers, and he might be popular unlike his time in Konoha, and he could make some friends who weren't as ancient and batshit crazy as he was…

On second thought, school didn't seem as bad as it initially sounded. But school was still boring. He also wasn't going to school for an education – he didn't need one. He had a favor to return and there was nothing else Sirzechs wanted other than for Naruto to watch over his precious baby sister.

Naruto still remembered when Rias Gremory was born. It was over a decade ago, but to him that may as well have been a blink. An even more ecstatic than usual Sirzechs delivered the news to him personally and had even suggested that he should be the young devil heiress' Godfather. Of course, that idea was quickly shot down by Zeoticus, Venalana, and Grayfia. For obvious reasons, Devils don't embrace the concept of god-anything.

Naruto had never met her, but he recalled the look of happiness on Sirzechs' face. It was radiant. Not even on his wedding day had Sirzechs smiled such a genuine, heartfelt smile. Naruto felt kind of bad for Grayfia.

It also reminded him of his inability to start another family. He left his first family back in the Elemental Nations and had come to terms with it, but he couldn't bring himself to do it again. As long as the lifespans were of the many supernatural presences which resided in the world he and Sasuke created, they still weren't truly immortal, not the way he was as long as Sasuke remained sealed in the Longinus.

Consumed by his thoughts, Naruto did not realize he was walking through the gates of Kuoh Academy. Absentmindedly trudging past dozens of other students, he paid little attention to the stares directed at him and the whispers of wonder about him. He had craved to be in the center of attention once, but after his long life the appeal of admiration from people who didn't really matter just… didn't really matter.

Smiling teen aged girls were huddling in tight circles, holding hushed conversations with their friends while watching Naruto make his way to the school building, giggling every few sentences. The boys, on the other hand, looked at him with uncertainty and plain curiosity, commenting on his foreign-looking physical features.

Naruto steadily made his way to the homeroom he was assigned to, ignoring the clamor that his appearance caused.

"Have they never seen a transfer student before?" He mused.

Stopping in front of a door, Naruto gripped the handle and flung it wide open, the sudden action interrupting whatever the teacher was saying to her students. All eyes turned to him.

"I'm Uzumaki Naruto," he announced to the classroom. "Nice to me- "

He paused, scanning the room's occupants. He knew he was put in the same class as a Sacred Gear wielder, but no one stood out to him. Everyone was plain.

"Ah… Sorry, I must be in the wrong room," he smiled awkwardly, rubbing his neck. He slid the door shut mechanically before turning to walk towards the next door.

"Shit, that was so uncool!" He mentally berated himself. He wasn't expecting a response but got one anyways.

"You've been alive for eons and you're still an idiot." The familiar voice of Kurama sounded in his head.

"Fuck off, Kurama."

Naruto stopped in front of the door one room over, before knocking on the door this time. He was pretty sure he got the right classroom this time, but he didn't want to enter

"Ah, that must be our transfer," Naruto heard the teacher say as his eye twitched. The voice sounded too familiar for comfort. He prepared himself for the possibility of an old enemy trying to get revenge, but nothing could have prepared him for what was to come.

The door slid open and Naruto's jaw dropped. The one who opened the door was none other than Zekram Bael, former Great King of the Underworld, wearing a tailored business suit in burgundy and the biggest shit eating grin splitting his face. Zekram grabbed Naruto and ushered the still shocked shinobi into the room.

"Now, class!" Zekram began. His voice was enthusiastic and clearly amused with the entire situation. "This is your new classmate!"

"Uh… Ah… Wha-…" Came Naruto's intelligent response. He could vaguely hear the tailed beasts laughing uproariously in his mind.

Zekram leaned in and whispered in Naruto's ear.

"When I heard you were going to attend school again, I just had to come and see it myself! I'm going to get back at you for all the times you've teased me!" He clapped the sage's back roughly, pushing him towards the students and speaking with a loud voice again. "Well, introduce yourself!"

"U… Uzumaki Naruto," was all the dumbfounded blonde could say. It was a lame introduction, but the class seemed to share Zekram's enthusiasm, or rather the aged devil was so enthused that it was infectious and spread to his students. His cheeks were starting to burn from how long he'd held his wide grin, yet he just could not stop.

"Is your hair natural?"

"Are you really Japanese?"

"What are those marks on your face?"

"You have tattoos on your arm! Are you a punk of some sort?!"

"Guh! We don't need another hot blonde guy!"

Questions bombarded poor Naruto, who had just recovered from the shock of seeing his friend at Kuoh Academy. He looked at every face in the classroom, his eyes lingering on an average looking brown haired teen for an instant, before continuing his assessment of the class. He met the gaze of a of a spectacled girl and watched as her eyes slowly swept down his body, before suddenly widening. Her face flushed a deep red, her breathing hitched and she started squirming in her seat, her stare held firmly below new student's belt. Naruto shuddered, feeling violated.

"That's a kitten who knows what she wants," purred Matatabi.

"What the fuck? It feels weird to be check out so blatantly."

"Be thankful you were born a man," it was Chomei who spoke."This is what life is like for girls and women after reaching sexual maturity, sometimes even before."

"… I know."

Naruto had seen his fair share of atrocities committed by humans and various supernatural races, and had grown desensitized to the sins of greed, envy, wrath, gluttony, pride, and sloth. Crimes attributed to the sins of lust, however, were crimes he did not and could not forgive. He could forgive a murderer, a thief, a corrupt politician, even a terrorist, but he made damn sure that every rapist he came across felt the wrath of God and repented for their actions.

His conversation with the tailed beasts over, he continued introducing himself to his fellow classmates.

"Yes, my hair is natural. No, I'm not. These are birthmarks. No, I'm not a punk," he paused, contemplating whether to address the comment on him being 'another hot blond guy' before deciding against it. "I like ramen and the color orange. Nice to meet you all!"

"Very good, Uzumaki-san," Zekram praised, before grinning wider – how is that even possible? – than he already was. "Now, please take your seat next to Kiryuu- san by the window. Kiryuu-san, please make Naru-, Uzumaki-san feel comfortable." He flashed a pleasant smile at Kiryuu Aika, before winking at Naruto.

Naruto grit his teeth, wanting to deck his friend-turned-teacher in the jaw. Zekram had seen the way Aika undressed Naruto with her eyes and the hunger in them. Being the devil he was, he lacked the human concept of age gaps between sexual and romantic relations so long as both parties consented, but he also knew it would make Naruto extremely uncomfortable to sit by the hormonal girl judging by the sage's reaction to her ogling.

Trudging through the aisles of desks, Naruto took his seat, casting a sideways glance at Aika only to see her send him a suggestive look while her chest heaved lightly with her face blushing furiously. He groaned.

He had forgotten how annoying it was to deal with teenagers and their rampaging hormones.

The major downside of being in school was having to sit through lessons on subjects he already completely understood. He probably knew more than the people teaching him. So consumed by his thoughts, Naruto drifted off into a pleasant daydream.

A piece of chalk rocketed towards Naruto, snapping him out of his musing. His hand blurred to intercept the projectile, refusing to let the teacher embarrass him. What he forgot was that this lesson was taught by Zekram, and the old devil knew that Naruto would catch the chalk. Behind the first chalk he threw, Zekram hid a dozen smaller pieces of chalk enhanced with his power of destruction.

Naruto's eyes bulged out of his sockets at his friend's blatant disregard for the other students in the class. There was no way for Naruto to catch the remaining pieces of chalk without some inhuman action and reaction, not while there were witnesses around unaware of the supernatural. He braced for impact and let the chalk hit him.

"Hurk!"

The power of destruction really was painful to get hit by.

Hiding his smirk behind the textbook he was reading from, Zekram addressed the immortal sage.

"Uzumaki-san, please pay attention in class."

Naruto was so going to prank Zekram and get him back for this.

Sigh.

For someone as old as him, high school was extremely tiring. With the school day over, Naruto decided to go grab a bite of ramen to reinvigorate himself. He made his way to a district known for its restaurants, hoping to find a nice ramen joint to establish himself as a regular. He walked up a set of stairs with a renewed vigor, determined to taste the food of gods.

As he crossed the footbridge, he came across one of his classmates. Namely, Hyoudou Issei, the wielder of the Boosted Gear. He watched as a cute young girl confessed to the perverted teen and asked him out on a date before turning in Naruto's direction to leave.

In her hurry home to hide her embarrassment from issei, the girl – Amano Yuuma – bumped into Naruto. She halted, turning to apologize to whomever she had hit.

"I'm terribly sorry for running into, please forgive me!" The girl bowed low as she apologized. Naruto's brow raised in amusement.

"Hey, it's okay, don't worry about it." He replied kindly. "Be careful, okay?"

"Yes, I will." The girl nodded affirmatively, before quickly bowing once more and rushing off the footbridge.

"Hey!" Naruto turned to face the voice who had called out to him. Hyoudou Issei was pointing a finger at him with a dark expression on his face. "You're that new guy from my class, Uzumaki! That's my girlfriend, don't you dare try steal her away!"

Naruto rubbed his nape, laughing awkwardly. "What made you think I was trying to steal her away?"

Issei snorted. "I know the blonde haired types like you. I bet you enjoy ruining the dreams of us normal guys, the dream of losing our virginity! The dream of feeling soft, supple oppai in our hands!"

Naruto sweatdropped.

"Look, she was just apologizing for running into me," he explained. "I'm not interested in her."

A third person interjected the conversation between the two males.

"Is that so? That relieves me." A sultry voice made itself known.

Standing behind Naruto was the girl he was sent to watch over, Rias Gremory. She was peering over his shoulder to look at their faces, strands of her long red hair brushing him lightly. Seeing the shade of her hair, Naruto's eyes softened. It reminded him of his mother.

"I know we haven't met before, but I'm very much interested in you, Uzumaki-kun." The crimson haired ruin princess smiled sweetly. "My name is Rias Gremory. Would you go out with me?"

Once again, I apologize for not getting much writing done, but life as a self-sustaining full-time student is very busy. If anyone wants to co-write or beta the story, I'm open to it.

Thanks for reading!