The Kitsune and the Crimson-Haired Ruin Princess

Naruto/High School DxD Challenge

As the light from the sun streamed in through the small window covered by a set of blinds that only did a half assed job of actually keeping said sunlight from getting through, one blond haired, blue eyed young man groaned in discontent as his eyes flickered open very briefly. They shut immediately afterwords as the light hit them, which was followed by the covers of the bed rising up above the young man's head in an attempt to shut the sunlight out.

Damn that sun. Couldn't it have picked a better time to rise? One of these days he was going to find some way to turn it off.

Or blow it up.

He would prefer blowing it up.

Grunting slightly, the blond male slowly sat up in bed, knowing it was useless to try and go back to sleep now that he was awake. Stifling a yawn with one hand, the blond absently used the other to scratch his stomach. He stretched, turning this way and that as he raised his hands into the air and listened to his back pop and crack in a way that would make most people cringe. Slowly but surely, Uzumaki Naruto got out of bed and made his way into the bathroom with a stumbling gait.

It was just another day of his new life.

After making his way towards the shower and turning on the water, Naruto ran a hand through his spiky locks of blond hair before turning to look at himself in the mirror.

At 17 years old, Naruto could say he was honestly pleased with what he saw. Back when he was younger, he had always been very short. Even after coming back from his 3 year training trip, he had only grown a bit. In the past few months, he had finally managed to grow to an above average height for someone his age. Sure, he was no Kakashi or Jiraiya, but he was taller than his old man had been. That had to count for something.

Absently, Naruto raised both his hands and pressed them together to make a strange seal with his fingers. It looked like a cross. He focused for a moment, his eyes staring intently at his stomach. After a second or two, he sighed and let his hands drop to his side.

"Still nothing..."

The shower began to steam and Naruto stepped in, groaning as the heat caused the aching muscles in his back and shoulders to loosen. He pressed his palms against the wall of the shower and let the hot liquid run down his frame and mat his hair to his head.

After his shower, the blond was finally awake and capable of getting ready for the day. This consisted of him getting dressed in the uniform of his school; a black blazer over a white, long-sleeved shirt with black highlights and a black ribbon on the collar and matching black pants. The rest of his outfit was actually much different from the standard academy uniform, an orange short sleeve shirt underneath his dress shirt and orange and black sneakers. They were still considered acceptable within the school standards, though the Principle had frowned upon seeing his choice in color.

Not that he cared. If that man didn't understand the greatness of orange, that was his problem.

Once he was dressed and his stomach was full from a hearty breakfast, the blond had locked the door to his apartment and was ready to start his day with a grin.

~KatCHRP~

That grin lasted until he arrived at school, after which his right eye began twitching as he remembered something very important that he had forgotten.

That being the fact that he was actually going to school... again. What's worse was this was a normal high school. He hated school on the best of days, but at least back then he was learning how to be a kick ass ninja. All the crap they were trying to shove down the throats of the young here was just useless.

What good was algebra and science going to do anyone who didn't plan on being a nerdy science geek anyways?

The school he was going to was called Kuoh Academy. Naruto heard tell that at one point it had been an all-girls school, but had changed to coed sometime before he had arrived in Japan.

The academy was actually a very beautiful building. Naruto could admit that much at least. It was large, really large, consisted of several buildings with the main one being a long, rectangular building that was four stories tall with a slanted roof, reddish brown tiles and built like some kind of traditional European Mansion.

At least, he thought it was a European Mansion. His knowledge on the history of this world was incredibly sketchy, meaning nearly nonexistent. Still, it was a very nice looking building and he supposed that's what mattered.

Still... he really didn't see why he had to go to school. It wasn't like learning all this crap was going to help him, and he had no intention of getting a higher education or whatever. Honestly, why he let that strange man talk him into coming here was so far beyond him at the moment it wasn't even worth thinking about.

Ignoring the many people who were staring and pointing at him ― being a trouble maker in his youth and someone who was used to being hated and glared at meant it was pretty easy for him to do this ― the new blond student made his way towards his first class of the day.

~KatCHRP~

Naruto had never been so glad to hear a bell ring.

No. Scratch that. He had been just as glad to hear the bell ring yesterday that he did today. As well as the day before that and the day before that...

….

Okay, so maybe it had been like this since he started school. He didn't think anyone would blame him for loving the sound of that bell. As far as he was concerned, it was a sound that represented freedom. Even if that freedom was only until lunch period ended.

Still, it was a freedom that he would cherish until the next class, however short that freedom may be.

And it allowed him to explore the school. Even though he had been here for a while, Naruto still had trouble finding his way around the school, so he always used the opportunity lunch represented to learn the lay of the land, so to speak.

Walking around with a piping hot bowl of ramen in one hand and a set of chopsticks in the other, Naruto happily slurped away on his noodle dish as he enjoyed the sights and sounds of the school.

At least he would have enjoyed the sights and sounds were it not for the fact that another sound caught his attention. It was a very familiar sound, one he had heard so many times when he had been training with Ero-sennin that he could tell what it was as easily as he could you his hair color.

It was the sound of perverted giggling.

~KatCHRP~

Hyoudou Issei was a 17 year old high school student of average height with short brown hair and light brown eyes. He wore the same standard academy uniform as everyone else who went to Kuoh Academy, though he also wore a red undershirt and blue sneakers. There was not much else that could be ascribed to him. He was, in all regards, a below average student not worthy of notice except for one fact.

He was a complete and utter pervert. In fact, he, along with his two other friends, Mitsuda and Motohama, was known as one of the Hentai San'nin-Gumi. Or the Perverted Trio.

Which would explain his current activity. An activity he and his two friends were partaking in with great relish.

Peeping on the kendo club as they got changed in the girls locker room. Just looking at all that lovely, female flesh, the soft, milky skin, and the incredible range of breast sizes was enough to make him and the other two perverts nearly cream themselves.

"You look like you're having a good time?"

Issei's grin widened as he nodded along with the voice. "Yeah..." His friends nodded as well, neither realizing that the voice did not belong to any of them.

"It's a nice view, isn't it?"

Issei's drooling stated how much he agreed. "Yeah..."

"I'm glad you three are enjoying this so much. It's good to enjoy something while it lasts."

Issei blinked. Now that was a strange remark.

Too bad he wouldn't get to ponder on it for much longer.

"EEK! PEEPERS! PERVERTS! LECHES! HOW DARE YOU PEEK INTO THE GIRL'S LOCKER ROOM!" A voice shrieked from behind them. The Perverted Trio's eyes all widened as their danger senses kicked in. they tried to turn around so they could run away from the scene of the crime.

They might have been able to too, except at that moment a set of strong, steel wires rose up from the ground and wrapped around the trio, pulling them together and making them trip and fall to the ground.

"Wha-What happened!?" One of Issei's friends, Mitsuda, shouted in surprise. "Where did this wire come from!?"

Issei would have liked an answer to that as well.

Too bad he wouldn't get one.

"So you're the three who thought they could peep on us?"

Fear coursed through his veins at the sound of the voice. He didn't want to, but was unable to stop himself as he looked up into the eyes of the kendo captain, who was unfortunately dressed in the academy uniform once more.

Even more unfortunately, she had her shinai with her, lightly tapping the 'bladed' side against the palm of her free hand in a manner that sent shivers of terror down Issei's spine.

"Why am I not surprised it's you three. I would have thought you'd learn your lesson the last time this happened, but it seems you need to be taught using more... forceful... methods."

"More forceful!?" Motohama shrieked. "The last time you used your shinai to hit us in the man jewels!"

The kendo club captain grinned a devilish grin.

"I know."

~KatCHRP~

As screams of pain emitted from the Perverted Trio, Naruto found himself snickering joyously as he watched the scene from the school rooftops. He had nothing against the perverted trio, or even perverts in general, but they were just too easy for him to prank for their own good.

He simply couldn't help himself. It was in his nature to prank people who left themselves so open.

Besides, they would be fine. Perverts were an incredibly resilient bunch. They could take the most brutal of beatings by a horde of angry females and get up seconds later like it had never happened. He only had to look at Jiraiya as an example. During their three year training trip Naruto had lost count of the number of times his perverted sensei had been beaten to near death, only to recover a second later as if nothing had ever happened.

"KRAAAA! NOT THE FACE! NOT THE FACE!"

Yes, these three would recover soon enough.

"KYAAA! YES THE FACE! YES THE FACE!"

...Maybe.

As the blond's snickers turned into light chuckles, he felt as if someone was watching him. Turning towards the source, he realized that someone was indeed watching him. Two someone's, in fact.

Both of them were females, wearing the standard Kuoh Academy uniform; a white long-sleeved, button-down shirt with a black ribbon on the collar, a black shoulder cape and matching button-down corset, and a magenta skirt with white accents. They were also, he noted immediately, incredibly beautiful.

One of them was a gorgeous, buxom young woman with long raven colored hair, violet eyes and pale skin. Her hair was tied into a long pony-tail reaching all the way down to her legs, with two antenna sticking out from the top and sloping backwards while an orange ribbon kept it in place. Naruto believed the term people used for someone like her was Yamato Nadeshiko, which Naruto remembered from his culture class was the term used to describe the ideal Japanese woman.

However, while this girl was indeed beautiful, it was the other one who got his attention. She was a young girl who appeared to be in her late teens and had a figure that was just as generous as the other girl's. Her creamy skin looked like it was softer than silk and her blue-green eyes were incredibly enchanting. Between her thin waste, wide hips, small shapely butt, large breasts, silky looking skin, enchanting eyes and a face that looked like it had been crafted by an angel, the girl was easily one of the most beautiful females Naruto had ever seen.

It was none of these features that truly made her stand out to him, however.

That honor belonged to her hair. Gorgeous long tresses of crimson red hair spilled down her head and reached all the way down to her thighs and had a single strand sticking out from the top. It was a much darker shade of red than his mother's, the color and darkness almost reminding him of blood, but still, Naruto could not help but think the girl had some of the most beautiful hair he had ever seen.

As the pair stood there on the ground, looking up at him where they had stopped walking to where ever it was they had been heading to, the blond cast the pair a bright grin and waved merrily at them. The Nadeshiko girl looked amused and waved back. Meanwhile, the crimson haired female tilted her head, looking a tad curious for several moments before a soft smile played from her lips and she waved back.

Deciding to put on a bit of a show, the blond allowed himself to fall off the roof. Before he could get far, his hands hooked themselves onto the water drain. With the gravity pushing him yet his hands keeping him up, Naruto's feet curved a parabolic arc that led him straight through the open window tht he had previously used to get onto the roof in the first place.

Grinning, the blond began walking down the hall.

The grin left him as soon as the bell rang.

Heaving a sigh as his freedom was cut short once more, Naruto began making his way back to class.

"Akeno," Rias Gremory, the crimson haired girl, said as she watched the strange, spiky headed blond disappear through the window in an impressive acrobatic display. For a human. "Do you know who that was?"

"That's the new student, Uzumaki Naruto-kun," Akeno answered dutifully. "He's in class 2-B, the same class as Kiba-kun. Not much is known about him. It's only been about a month since he started coming to school here." Her lips curved into a teasing smile. "Why do you ask? Has Rias-Sama become interested in Kuoh Academy's newest student?"

Rias did not say anything to deny or confirm Akeno's taunt. She merely looked up at the still open window Naruto had flown through, it's curtains fluttering in the breeze.

~KatCHRP~

Hyoudou Issei could not believe his phenomenal change in luck. The day had seemed so bleak after he had been beaten to a near death like state by the girls in the kendo club. At the time, he could not help but feel like the world was out to get him just because he openly claimed to like breasts more than he should and had no issues freely ogling girls as they got changed.

It was like the whole world had been out to get him just because he was more open about his perverseness than most guys.

And then she came. Yuuma, a beautiful girl with long black hair that fell down to her waist and kind, violet eyes. She wore a short black dress that allowed a tantalizing glimpse of her amazing legs and a light purple jacket on top.

Issei still could not believe he was dating this beautiful girl, or that she had been the one to ask him out. It was like god had finally taken pity on him and decided to grace him with this sweet, innocent and beautiful girl.

Oh, if only he knew.

The two of them had just finished their first date, which consequently was also the first date Issei had ever been on. It had been incredible. They had done all the things Issei imagined a couple would do on their first date, going to a clothing store where he had bought Yuuma a cute scrunchy bracelet, then they had gone out to an ice cream parlor where he had gotten a soft drink and his girlfriend had ordered an ice cream sunday.

Throughout the entire date, Issei had not been able to stop thinking about how lucky he was. Even his normally perverted thoughts had only cropped up on occasion. He had not even thought about how she would be an excellent first addition to his harem. He had not even thought about his harem at all.

Issei could honestly say he was beginning to fall in love with this girl.

"Issei-kun."

After their date, the two had made their way to a park. The sun was now going down and the vast array of colors cast halos around Yuuma, making her even more beautiful than before.

"Yes, Yuuma-chan?" Issei asked, his heart skipping a beat as she smiled at him.

"To commemorate our first date," Yuuma looked so cute as she blushed demurely and pressed a finger to her lips. "Will you grant me my wish?"

Issei felt like he had just died and gone of heaven. His heart was beating a thousand miles a second. The painfully fast 'thump thump' his this blood pumping organ was almost overpowering.

Was this it? The moment of truth. Would he finally receive his first kiss?

"W-What it is?"

"Could you please die for me?"

…

…

"Eh?" Issei scratched his cheek, his confusion more than evident. "Uh... could you... repeat that? I don't think I heard you right."

Yuuma's smile became increasingly sinister.

"Could you please die for me?"

Without warning, wings burst from Yuuma's back, tearing her the fabric of her dress and jacket, leaving two gaping holes in the back. The wings were very large, spanning nearly two meters in length. They looked like angel wings, except that the feathers were black instead of white.

With a flap of her wings, Yuuma shot into the air and hung several feet above the flabbergasted Issei.

"I had a lot of fun with you these past couple of days," Yuuma said as she held out her hand. Light seemed to gather and coalesce within it, creating what looked like a long spear. "Dating a child like you was a nice break for me, and I'll always treasure this gift you gave me." She held out the small scrunchy he bought her. "That is why I'm going to make this as painless as possible."

She threw the spear at him. Issei, still in shock and trying to understand what was going on, could do nothing more than watch as the spear of light traveled towards him like a bullet.

Fortunately, someone else was in the area and saw what was happening.

This someone also happened to be the kind of person who could never look away when someone else needed help.

Issei found himself shoved onto the ground just before the spear of light could reach him. Instead of shooting through his flesh, it ended up embedded on the ground several feet away where it soon dissipated.

Yuuma looked both shocked and angry.

"Who the hell are you!?"

Issei blinked at her words, then looked towards the person who saved him. It was boy with spiky blond hair, blue eyes, and some strange birthmarks on his cheeks that looked like whiskers. He was wearing a pair of black pants, a dark orange shirt and orange sneakers. Issei could have sworn he had seen this boy before, but was having trouble remembering where.

"My name is Uzumaki Naruto," the blond boy introduced himself with a grin. "And I'm sorry to say this, but even though this dudes a complete pervert, I can't let you kill him."

Naruto wondered if it was karma that led him to where he was now, standing in front of some girl with black angel wings as she floated above him and the kid he had just saved from getting skewered with some weird spear made of what looked like light. Seriously, there was just no other explanation for why this would be happening to him. Hadn't he left the life of powerful jutsu and epic battles behind?

Apparently not. Oh well. Life was getting boring anyways.

"You can't let me kill him?" the girl's eyes narrowed. "I don't think you understand what's going on, so I'm going to give you a chance to leave and pretend you never saw any of this happen. Now, step aside."

"Sorry," Naruto scratched the back of his neck while offering a sheepish grin. "While I don't know what's going on, it's clear to me that you were going to kill this guy." He shrugged helplessly. "I simply can't stand by and watch someone getting killed right in front of my eyes when I have the power to stop it. You want the pervert, you're going to have to go through me."

"So you want to be a hero, then?" the strange evil angel girl said, grinning. "Fine then. You can see what happens to people who try to play hero."

Another light spear appeared in her hands. She tossed it, this time at Naruto.

Too bad for her Naruto was not Issei. He would not stand there looking stupid while letting her shoot a light spear through his stomach.

Tucking into a forward roll, Naruto let the spear of light shoot the ground he had been standing on. As he came up, the blond reached into his back pocket where he kept a kunai on him at all times.

It was a habit that let him remember his roots.

Knowing that he couldn't just toss the kunai at the girl because he would be done if he lost it, Naruto also pulled out a spool of ninja wire, which he tied to the loop located at the hilt of the kunai. As he came up from his roll, the blond deftly tossed the projectile at the girl with black wings, who dodged it very easily. The range between them was simply too far for him to throw and expect it to hit.

"I don't know what you were hoping to accomplish with that," she taunted. "Something like that would never hit me."

Naruto grinned.

"Who says I was trying to hit you?"

With his hands gripping the wire, Naruto yanked, pulling the kunai back down. Moving his hands in a set of complicated hand motions, the blond managed to force the wire attached to the kunai to wrap around the girl's leg.

"What the―!?"

"Down you go!"

His arm muscles flexing, Naruto used all his considerable strength to yank the girl back down to his level. Considering taijutsu was the only thing he could train in ― thus causing him to train like Rock Lee ― he had grown pretty damn strong physically speaking. Which would explain the impressive results derived from his actions.

Yuuma's eyes widened as she was sent spiraling towards the ground. Before she could even think of flapping her wings, her body smashed the pavement of the park hard enough to leave a dent.

Groaning, the girl stood up on wobbly legs and looked up as the sound of feet hitting pavement reached her ears.

She was just in time to see Naruto's fist meet her face.

The sound of crashing thunder rang through the clearing as flesh smacked against flesh. Yuuma was sent tumbling back from the surprisingly hard hit. It felt like her face had been smashed in by a freight train.

Who knew humans had this much strength?

Naruto grinned as the girl hit the ground on her back, looking absolutely stunned as a large bruise appeared on her cheek. It was good to know he still had it.

The girl sat up and looked at Naruto with a glare, which just caused his grin to widen.

"There's plenty more where that came from if you don't leave the pervert alone." Said pervert was still standing behind Naruto, staring stupidly at the scene as the blond cracked his knuckles.

Yuuma snorted. "I'll admit, you're a lot stronger than most humans," she stood up and dusted off her dress. "That punch actually hurt. However, this is over." She gave the now confused blond a devious smile. "You're already dead."

"What do you mean?" asked Naruto. Yuuma didn't say anything, just smiled widely. Not that she needed to say anything, because Naruto felt it.

Or rather, Naruto didn't feel it. In fact, he didn't feel much of anything from the waist down. It was like he had just suddenly gone numb.

Looking down, Naruto found himself staring at the spear of light that was located in the center of his chest with shock. As blood began welling up in his mouth and dribbling down the side, he looked back up at the girl with black angel wings.

"When d you...?"

"When you punched me," Yuuma grinned. "You were so focused on hitting me, you didn't even see me stab a light spear into you. I'll admit, I'm actually impressed you lasted this long with that in your chest."

More blood began welling up in his throat. Naruto gurgled as he made to surge forward and continue fighting, but fell flat on his back instead. The sound of footsteps approached him, and the blond got a prime view of Yuuma's panties as she stepped over him and towards the still stupid looking Issei. Before she could get far from him, Naruto's left hand shot out and latched onto her leg.

Yuuma turned around in mild surprise. "Oh, you're still alive, are you? I suppose that's fine. Just consider it punishment for getting in my way." She kicked his hand off her leg and continued marching towards Issei.

As Naruto's vision began to dim, he tried to force his body to move, tried to make it do something, anything.

It was all for naught. He couldn't even feel his body much less make it obey his whims.

Man. This sucked. Here he was, trying to help someone out, but all he ended up doing was getting himself killed.

This was definitely karma.

Naruto's last thoughts were of his old friends. He wondered if they were happy. Were they working together towards building a better future now that Madara, Obito and the Juubi were gone? Had they finally found peace?

Gods he hoped so. It would suck even more to die and find out that his sacrifice had been in vain.

~KatCHRP~

As Issei bleed out from the wound as his stomach, his mind going black, a small slip of paper that he d put into his back pocket and forgot about began to glow a deep crimson. The sheet of paper with the strange looking circle flew out from Issei's back pocket. There was a flash of bright light before the sheet disappeared and the circle that looked like something from the occult glowed a deep, bloody red. The circle hovered in mid air for but a moment, then began a slow descent towards the ground. And as it did, a figure appeared from within it.

Rias Gremory looked at the boy who she had correctly assumed had a Sacred Gear, a powerful weapon given to humans by God. It was for this reason that she had not stopped what had transpired. Now that he was dead, she could properly resurrect him and make this boy her pawn.

A cough interrupted her inspection of the boy with a whole in his stomach. Startled, she turned her head towards the source of the noise and was even more surprised when she saw who it had come from. Uzumaki Naruto. That boy who had peeked her curiosity on the roof when he had played a prank on Issei and his two friends. What was he doing here?

Walking over to the blond haired young man, Rias was even more shocked when she discovered how injured he was. He was lying in a pool of blood and there was a large hole going straight through the center of his chest. Obviously, the wound that caused all the blood to be spilled in the first place.

Even more shocking was that he was still alive. His were grit as he struggled to remain alive, his fingers tightly dug into the ground, creating small indents in the pavement as if his very body were doing everything possible to fight off the inevitable. His eyes were flickering from bright blues to a duller, more lifeless look.

What an incredibly strong will. From the amount of blood underneath him, it was clear he should have bleed out long ago. Only his stubborn will was keeping him alive. It simply refused to let him die.

His eyes locked onto hers. Azure blue met greenish blue. There was a moment where his eyes seemed to flicker towards something behind her. No. he just wasn't looking at her eyes. What was he staring at?

He smiled.

"Such..." he coughed, causing more blood to spurt out of his throat. It was a miracle he could even speak. "Such... beautiful... red hair..."

Rias found herself feeling surprisingly flush. No one had ever complimented her hair before. And no one had complimented her with such admiration in their voice. That it came from someone who was on their death bed was even more surprising.

Absently, she reached out and held a strand of her crimson locks between two of her fingers and twirled it around. For a moment, she wondered what she should do. In some ways, this boy had died because of her. It wasn't right that he should die because of the machinations of devils and angels.

Right. There was only one thing she could do.

Snapping her fingers caused a brief flash of light to appear within her hand. When the light died down it was to reveal an object in her hand.

A chest piece to be exact. However, this chess piece was different from the standard chess pieces. For one, it was red. For another, it was glowing. It also did not look like any chess piece Rias had ever seen. It was unusual. It was different.

It was mutated.

"I believe you will find an interesting use for this... don't worry, you will know when to use it."

As she stared at the mutated piece, she remembered the words her brother had told her when he had given it to her. She had wondered back then why he would give her such a rare and valuable piece, but now she couldn't help but wonder.

Had he foreseen this? Did he know something like this would happen? It seemed improbable, but knowing her brother she did not discard it as impossible.

"One month," she murmured. Her brother had given this mutated piece to her exactly one month ago. Coincidentally, Naruto started going to school at Kuoh Academy exactly one month ago.

Rias decided that she was going to be having words with her brother about this the next time she saw him.

"Well, I guess there is nothing else to it," Rias told the blond as he fought to stay alive. "I will not be letting you die today. So from now on, you will be living for me."

Short chapter, I know. This actually wasn't what I would normally call a full chapter, but I didn't want to put anything else that may force you guys to take this story in any direction. This chapter was to the point and simply showed what the story was about.

So basically, this story is a Naruto/Highschool DxD crossover. For those of you who know Highschool DxD you will know that this challenge has started at the beginning of the manga but also took parts from the anime.

For those of you who don't know what Highschool DxD is, I suggest you read the manga before deciding on whether or not you want to take this challenge.

This idea was born from another story. I'm sure a good few of you have read Kur0Kishi's work. They've written their own Naruto/Highschool DxD crossover called End Game Version R. It's a pretty good story so I would suggest reading it.

Now, while I love that story, I've noticed a pattern with not just Kur0Kishi's fics, but most if not all Naruto crossovers. They either go one of two ways. A) Naruto is a godlike, bad ass mother fucker who comes into this new world pawning everyone left and right and ends up with this ridiculously massive harem. Or B) Naruto is still strong, but is this broken shell of a man who has so many issues and extra baggage it's a miracle he can continue living. There is also C) but that's just a combination of the two.

That being said, there are only a rare few Naruto crossovers where Naruto retains his base personality from the canon timeline. Stories like A New World, The Story Of A Lost Shinobi by Lanky Nathan are a rarity.

And that is why I have decided to make this challenge. I want to see someone write a Naruto/Highscool DxD crossover where Naruto has retains his base personality, that of the friendly and charismatic ninja who never gives up and will always protect what's precious to him because that's his ninja way.

All this being said, there are a few rules for this story.

First rule. This will be Naruto/Rias. Now, because Highschool DxD is pretty much a harem fanservice type manga, I will allow a harem, but you cannot go beyond five women. That means this CAN be Naruto/Rias/?/?/?/? If you want it to be.

Second rule. There will be no bashing of Issei. I know some people don't like him. I don't really know why. Sure, he's a shameless pervert, but he's a lot like Naruto in that he'll go above and beyond what's expected of him for someone he cares about. We saw that when he rescued Asia from the Fallen Angels and when he rescued Rias from getting married to Riser. The way I see it, he's sort of like how Jiraiya was when he was younger, and people love the Elemental Nations self proclaimed super pervert.

Third rule. Issei will be paired with Asia. I will also allow him to have a smaller harem with 3 girls, meaning it COULD be Issei/Asia/?/?.

Fourth Rule. You cannot overpower Naruto. Starting out, Naruto's strength will only be around the level of a highly skilled genin. Think canon Sasuke level at the start of Naruto. He will have to grow in strength like everyone else.

Fifth rule. Kurama. The old fox is still sealed inside of Naruto. I will leave it to you when you want to reveal him to Naruto again.

Which brings me to my sixth rule. Because Naruto has Kurama he will not be gaining any Sacred Gears. He doesn't need them. At full strength, Naruto and Kurama are more powerful than even Great Red, so giving him more power would be pointless.

If you want to take this, give me a PM. I wish you all luck in your writing.