I do not in any way, shape, or form own Naruto.

He was tired.

At least that's what he felt on the inside. It's been like that for a long while now, in fact so long he forgot when he first felt it. It was a constant exhaustion and nothing else. It wasn't his fault, he wasn't the one who decided to jump ship and go to a different world. At least that's what he would like to think.

Wasn't his fault when he lost memory of how he ended up here.

Wasn't his fault that this brown haired boy is laying in his own pool of blood.

wasn't his fault that this red haired beauty appeared and started questioning who he was.

No, none of this is his fault. He didn't choose this. This was not what he planned for when he became a shinobi. All he wanted to do was to live the most of his life in his own world, with the people he knew and treasured. Work hard and live for a family that one day he might of had.

All he wanted was to protect the people he cared about. All he wanted to do is to fulfill his father's and masters wish, to bring peace to the world. All he wanted to do was…..

"Hello, are you listening to me!"

Oh right, the red head. He forgot about her for a second there. To be expected he's really getting rusty.

" I will ask again, who are you?" She asked again.

Hmmmmm, what should he do? Doge the question and then take off, or just answer her question and confront her about the body.

First option seems more appealing to him.

"No one you need to worry about red." Then as if by magic, he disappeared in a flash of yellow.

Chapter 1

"Hello again mirror."

Mirrors, sometimes you hate them and sometimes you love them. This time around he hates them. They remind him of how miserable he is. How he came to be a frowning princes like sasuke. He hated himself for it. But he couldn't change that. He could not muster the famous Uzumaki will anymore. Something else that has gone "poof" on him.

At least he wasn't just going around acting hyperactive having a fake smile on his face yelling "Ramen!" 24/7.

Back to the topic of his frowny face. He still had his blue eyes thats for sure, the normal whisker marks, and the normal crazy ass jawline. But his hair was different, it's still as spike as before.

But it isn't all that blond as before. He is slowly losing the color that made his father infamous in the Third shinobi world war. Yes, you heard him right, he is losing his lovely hair color. Afterall he doesn't like the color white on him. It fit Jiraya, and kakashi just okay, but not him. It started from the roots up, and as of right now it's only one fourth of the way up. Oh but it is growing, and soon enough he will look like a midlife crisis kind of guy. You know, like the presidents of a select few (one) countries.

Enough about the top 10 most miserable jobs in the world.

While laying on the couch, he thought about his apartment. The apartment wasn't much just a living room, bathroom and bedroom. He liked it, it was much better than that apartment he had in Konoha. He bought the place from this old lady that called him fishcake, much to his undying displeasure. Its Malestorm for fucksake. Just another thing that his face is complaining about.

He really is turning into a sasuke.

Maybe he should chek if he is turning gay too.

Hmmmmm….

No, he can't be. He did like what he saw of that redhead. She is HOT! Very very Hot.

Maybe, just maybe he might see her at the god awful school he goes to. Maybe.

That reminds him, today is sunday.

Fuck….

He doesn't want to go, no really he doesn't want to fucking go. He could just send a clone and not be bothered by it. But there are the strange sources of power in that school. And there could be a problem that a single clone can't solve. He can't risk it, not for that big of a biscuit.

"I guess i'll go.I HATE FUCKING MATH!"

He didn't have much of a choice. One day, just one day he will get his revenge.

Muhahahahahahahahae.

Let's not think about what a prankster king from hell is thinking about, just to be safe.

He should probably go to sleep.

It was the morning of a Monday. The worst thing you can think about as a teenager or young adult. Come to think of it, everyone hates Monday mornings. Don't lie to other people and yourself when you say you like it. It's just a drag, in the words of his friend Shikamaru. Past friend at least, because he has no clue where the hell he is in terms of worlds.

Anyway, he should take a shower, change, and go to that boring ass school.

Life sucks.

He after changing into that god awful uniform of the schools he began walking to it. The closer he got the stronger the powers from the school felt for him. But now he can at least identify one of the sources. And there she is. Looking right out of a window on the second floor, and directly at him. Kinda creepy if you ask him. But he'll just ignore it like every other thing that goes on in the school. He does it constantly, and nothing really happens. Except maybe his grades falling, but who gives a flying fuck anyways.

As he made it inside the building he could see the redhead talking to another hot lady. She had black hair in a ponytail style with an orange ribbon tied to it.

Yay for Orange!

She also had the normal school uniform on just like everyone else. But, It seriously looked good on her. He doesn't understand how, but it's as if the uniform was made to be her style. Damn, where was he when he hasn't noticed these two ladies. Maybe he should pay more attention around the school….

Naaaaa, not really.

It would, again, be a real drag.

Rias' Point of View:

There he was, Naruto Uzumaki, almost the biggest puzzle she has yet to solve. White hair that looked to be highlighted with yellow. Deep blue eyes that one can stare into and extract no information from.

A lean body that you know can really excel, and an energy source that seems to be nonexistent.

It was especially confusing since he gives off the aura of a normal human, but from what she saw yesterday, he obviously is not. Disappearing in a flash is not normal beyond any means for a human. Up until now, she never noticed him. Neither herself or Akeno, nor even Sona noticed him. It's as if he deliberately was hiding from them. He could be a danger, one that she can't afford to lose sight of. For now she would observe from afar to see who he really is, and what his abilities are. And if he proved to be a dangerous person, then she'll just kill him.

She definitely needs a shower to clear her thoughts.

"Lets go Akeno, we have a meeting to attend in the club room." Rias spoke.

"Ok Rias, i'm right behind you." said Akeno

"Oh, and call the rest of the members to the room. We have very important topics to discuss." Said Rias.