Hello all! This is my first story! So don't butt fuck me plz!

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It was with a jerk that he was startled awake. For a moment, the man wondered where he was. It took only took a quick glance around, seeing the two seats on his left and the many rows of seats before and behind him filled with people that the male began to realize where he was.

That's right, he was on an airplane traveling that had been traveling from Los Angeles, California to Shinto Teito, Japan, the new capital of Japan. The landing struts hitting the runway must have woken him up.

Too bad, he was having a rather good dream too.

A ding filled the air before the pleasant voice of the flight attendant began speaking. "We have now arrived in Shinto Teito. Please remain seated until the plane has safely docked. Thank you for flying Tokyo air, and have a great day."

Sighing, the male relaxed back into his seat and looked back out the window. Outside was a riot of activity as the airplane he was traveling on made it's inexorable path to the docking station that would connect with the door and allow the passengers to unload. The window was very clear, with not even a tint to it, but he could still see his reflection in the mirror. The sight of his familiar spiky blond mop with the jaw length bangs and a fringe hovering over two cerulean blue orbs were as familiar to him as the three whisker marks that lined either side of his face.

It took a good while before they were allowed to leave, and the blond let his thoughts wander. Shinto Teito, recently renamed capital of Japan, the technical origin of his birth. How long had it been since he had stepped foot on it's soil?

"Far far too long," he muttered to himself. He must not have been quiet enough, however, because the older looking gentlemen next to him turned a questioning stare his way.

"Did you say something, young man?"

"Ah," the blond paused for a moment, surprised at having actually verbalized his thoughts. He spent so little time with others, except for the occasional one night stand, that he was no longer used to interacting or even being around others. Lately, he had even begun picking up the verbal tick of speaking to himself.

Perhaps it was a way of helping him keep his sanity.

"I was just thinking about how long it's been since I've been back," he finished a little hesitantly. It wasn't that he was nervous or anything, but he didn't quite know what to say, and considering he had just been caught speaking out loud, didn't want to give away too much information to this man. Or to anyone else, for that matter.

"I understand the feeling," the gentlemen replied with a wistful smile. He was an older man with black hair that was graying at the sides, giving him a very distinct look. The man was wearing a business suit that told the blond more things about him than he likely knew he was doing. Of course, most people would never suspect that even something as simple as seeing patch of lint on clothing could help someone judge their character. Or how the small scent of cigarette smoke wafting from the man let the blond know that the gentlemen had smoked at least a pack of cigarettes before getting on the airplane. Little things that like which helped an observative person determine more about another person than said person might be comfortable with.

For someone who had been trained as a fighter and assassin, the blond found those hard grained skills impossible to ignore, even after all this time. Perhaps especially after all this time.

"Back when I was your age, even a year felt like a long time to me."

The blond masterfully hid the tick mark that threatened to appear on his forehead. "I can imagine," he replied, deciding to cut off any chance of conversation right there by turning to look back out the window. It wasn't like he actually wanted to speak to this man anyways.

The moment soon arrived when passengers were finally allowed to begin offloading. The blond grabbed the duffel bag under his chair and stood up to his full height. He was very tall for a man who looked no older than eighteen years of age, standing nearly a head above the average Japanese male. When combining that with his blond hair, blue eyes, and broad shoulders one would never even expect him to actually be of Japanese descent.

Technically speaking he wasn't of Japanese descent, but he couldn't go around telling people he was an Elemental now could he?

Reaching into the pair of black jeans he was wearing, the blond pulled out a touch screen phone, one of the newer products called an Android that he had gotten in America, and turned it on. The first thing he did was check the time. It was early in the day, about an hour or so until noon. He should have plenty of time to find an apartment or hotel before needing to find his publisher.

While his left hand, the one holding on to the Android began fiddling around the touch screen, opening up a music application he had downloaded the moment he had gotten it, his right hand set the duffel bag on the table and went into the orange long sleeve hoodie that he was wearing over an equally long sleeved black shirt. He pulled out a small set of earphones, the kind that went directly into the ear, placed one in each ear, then plugged it into the phone as the song Fat Refund by Stamper began to play.

Hefting his duffel bag over his shoulder in a lazy manner, the blond began his own departure from the airplane.

"Let's see just how much Japan has changed the in the last two hundred or so years..."

Thankfully, he was the last person on the plane and thus, no one was around to hear his muttered comment.

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"Guh, man this place has changed so much," the blond male complained as he got off another tram, this one leading further into the city. It had taken a bit longer than he would have liked getting out of the airport. It seemed that Shinto Teito had been having problems with terrorists of some kind or something. Security at the airport had been much tighter than normal, and thanks to a new piece of invasive technology that the airport seemed to be testing, what would have normally been a one hour process at the most had ended up taking a grand total of five hours. Fortunately for him, the process, aside from being unbearably long, had gone off without a hitch, and he had been let free a lot more quickly than a lot of other people that had been trying to enter the capital.

It was to be expected of course, he had been roaming the world for a long time. Someone like him was very good at adapting to any and every circumstance. He wouldn't have lasted very long if he hadn't.

With a sigh of aggravation, the blond began walking once more. He had been walking and riding the interconnecting railway for the past two hours and still had yet to get a good feel for the place. "Man, it looks like they changed the entire layout of this city." Granted, it had been two hundred or so years since he had even been in Tokyo, or Shinto Teito as they were now calling it, but still...

"How I am going to find my publisher if I can't even find out where I am?"

He looked around at the large skyscrapers, which seemed to tower over the city, with one large one in the center. It was a large clock tower style skyscraper, and had to be a newer addition because he had never seen it before. The streets were busy, with hundreds of cars moving along them, or stopped up in traffic. The people walking down the sidewalks were all crowded together and would make it impossible for anyone to walk against the flow. It was a lot busier then he had remembered last time he had been there.

"And in other breaking news, Hiroto Minaka, the President of the giant conglomerate MBI has bought up eighty percent of all Shinto Teito stalks..." Naruto looked up at the screen when he heard the announcement to see a man with white messy hair, glasses and a high-collared cape(?) of some kind sitting in a high backed chair. The man looked like he was trying to pose as some kind of king with the way he was seated; with his hands on the large armrests on either side and his legs crossed as he sat straight up with an imperious look on his face.

"Phe, that guy looks like a complete douche-bag," Naruto muttered as he decided to ignore the rest of the news report, having deemed it as unimportant.

It's not like knowing who was trying to take over the city would help him find his publisher.

"A company that has enough power to buy out the capital of Japan, huh. Reminds me of that slime bag, Gato," Naruto mumbled with a frown. That wasn't a pleasant thought, especially since he hated being reminded of the past. But these days, just about everything made him think of his life before it all went to hell. That's simply the way things were, and he had long since learned to deal with it.

That didn't mean he had to necessarily like it, but his hatred for large conglomerate corporations went beyond the actual corporation itself. The biggest problem Naruto had with companies like MBI weren't, in fact, the companies, but that the people, the normal civilians and citizens, were perfectly willing to allow these large industrial business to do pretty much whatever the hell they wanted.

Like buying out an entire city for instance.

Hadn't the people learned what happened when large companies like that bought out entire cities? Had the people not learned from their ancestors mistakes in the past? Nothing good ever came from a large conglomerate corporation buying out the capital. MBI and Gato Corporation hadn't been the only companies to buy out cities like this, and all those other times such a thing had happened nothing good came from it. It seemed that humanity's ability to ignore anything that did not affect them directly was still their strongest trait.

It made him sick.

His mind was brought briefly to what he knew of the large conglomerate. MBI, or Mid Bio Informatics, had sprung up relatively recently, with the last twenty years or so, yet had already claimed the spot at the top of the food chain when it came to leading edge technology. Despite being a new company, they were the largest pharmaceutical corporation in the entire world, and were apparently one of the richest if they could buy out more than seventy five percent of the capital of Japan.

An impressive feat to be sure. And one he couldn't help but be wary of. Whenever a large company bought out a city it was done for a purpose, large conglomerate companies didn't just buy out cities for no reason. There was always a reason, always. Unfortunately, Naruto couldn't for the life of him figure out what that reason might be.

In the end it didn't really matter so he put it out of his mind. He had washed his hands of humanity and it's stupidity the moment he had become aware of his cursed existence. What did he care if a bunch of humans were foolish enough to let a large company like MBI effectively take control of their lives and play with them like they were marionettes dancing to someone else's tune?

As he continued walking past the many people heading in the opposite direction of him, the blond pulled out several cards from his pocket. Each one was an ID car with his picture on it, but held different information about him. "Let's see now, who should I be this time. Namikaze Minato? No, I used that last time. Gamasatsu Jiraiya? No, I don't really feel like being that perv. How about, Nara Shikamaru? Naw, lazy ass isn't my style. Hmmm... Uzumaki Naruto. I haven't used that one in awhile, at least a few centuries so it should be ok. Yeah, let's go with that, the original has always been my favorite anyways."

Pocketing the other ID cards Naruto placed the one he was planning on using in his wallet. "Now I just need to find that –" he was cut off when he accidentally bumped into one of the people around him when turning the corner, knocking them down. Fortunately for Naruto he was not only much bigger then most, especially people living in Japan, but also very powerful physically, he did not do anything more then move back a step. He shook his head, silently berating himself for not watching where he was going, then looked down to see who he had accidentally knocked over.

It was a young man with black hair and eyes who had been mumbling about 'failing twice' and 'entrance exams' or some such nonsense. Naruto sighed, while he may not like humanity that didn't mean he hated humans in general. Not every human was evil incarnate, just the vast majority of them. It would be rude not to at least make sure the kid was alright.

"Sorry about that," the blonde said as he held his hand out to the kid. The other guy rubbed his backside before looking up. The blond blinked when he got a good look at the kid's face – it was the kind of nondescript 'I've got nothing going for me in my life' face that some of the younger generation seemed to posses now a days – before breaking into the sheepish smile that he had spent most of his life perfecting. "You ok?"

"Er... no, no, it's alright, I should have watched where I was going," the teen said. Well, at least he got points for being polite. Some of the other people Naruto had bumped into had been complete douchebags, at least they had until the blond had shown them just why it was a bad idea to get on his bad side.

The human body was not made to bend in some of the ways he had forced other people's bodies to do.

The young man looked at the hand Naruto had offered before taking it and allowing the blond to pull him up.

"I suppose we'll just say we should both be more careful," the blond replied with a good natured chuckle. The young teen seemed to relax at his easy going attitude, and even smiled a bit. Sometimes it amazed Naruto how easy it was to manipulate others, even if it was doing something as simple as putting them at ease with a fake smile and a few words. "Anyways, good luck on your next entrance exams."

"What!? How did you know about my entrance exams!?" asked the kid in surprise.

The blond sweat dropped. "You were just talking out loud about failing your entrance exams twice before I ran into you."

"Oh..." the black haired kid looked embarrassed, Naruto figured it was about asking such an obvious question or somewhere along those lines. It wasn't like he cared though, and so he put the thought out of his mind.

"Anyways, take more care to watch your surroundings."

"Right."

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It was a peaceful transition in Shinto Teito, from day to night. Naruto laid on the roof of one of the skyscraper. He had his eyes closed and was humming to himself. The cool breeze of the night air wafted over his skin, it's soothing feel brushing against him. When the wind changed, he sighed, getting up and stretching.

"It's not everyday a human is found resting on the roof of the MBI tower."

"I'm not your everyday human." He turned to chest. A lot of it. And a face. He stumbled backwards out the bountiful beauty's chest.

"Kami, don't scare me like that!" He brushed the dirt that was found on the roof of the MBI tower. He finally got a good look at the woman.

She was ever so slightly shorter than him, wearing a tight black leather top, a miniskirt and stockings, over the shoulders wearing a grey haori with a symbol printed on it. She had long, light gray hair, tied in a ponytail and piercing, narrow gray eyes. Her face was adorned with a small smile.

'85, 63, 91. Nice….. Jiraiya, you ass, at least some of the worthless shit you taught me is usable!' Somewhere in Heaven, one toad sage began to cry.

"MY TEACHINGS ARE WORTH SOMETHING!" It was then that a beating was orchestrated by the ladies of the springs.

"Ufufu, I'm feeling quite excited!" She lunged at him.

"Woah!" He began to nimbly dodge as Karasuba began to slice at him.

"What the hell, lady? I'm just trying to sleep up here!" Her eyes lit up as he evaded her onslaught.

"Fight back!" She thrusted, and cut into his arm.

"Ow, that hurt!" She stopped and watched in fascination as the wound glowed a dim gold and closed.

"Interesting!" She began to slash at him again.

"Fine! If it's a fight you're looking for, here you go!" He formed an underpowered Rasengan and clashed with Karatsuba's nodachi. The battle lasted a few seconds, but Karasuba was the victor as she cut through the weak attack.

"Ufufu, you'll need to try harder than that!" He formed another Rasengan, this time fully powered.

They clashed again, but this time Naruto began to overpower Karasuba. He pressed his attack harder and eventually, Karasuba flew back. She had a murderous glint in her eyes, and readied for another attack. It was then that Naruto smelled something strange in the air. He sniffed again, and blanched. Was this woman… aroused by the fight?! He shook off the scent, charged his hands with chakra. Karasuba approached, and they clashed yet again.

"Yes, yes, yes! This is what I'm looking for!" The scent of her arousal grew thick, and she began to push harder.

"Give me more! Your strength is enthralling! So intoxicating! More!" Karasuba felt the enormous amount of heat gathering in her chest, and the power the man gave off. She couldn't believe it, she was bonding with this man, a man of more power than her! She wanted, no, needed him. Now.

Naruto grabbed Karasuba's sword with one of his hands, holding it off. He let his other hand fall to his side, channelling his chakra into one hand. Just as he thought he won, the woman batted his hand to the side, letting go of her nodachi. Surprised, he lost his footing as the woman grabbed the back of his head. Then she proceeded to smash her lips against his. If this was the feeling that Kazehana and Yume called love, then she loved it!

"Mmmmghnm!" In a burst of light, black wings, looking sharp and metallic, came forth from the crest on her back. She continued to aggressively kiss him, battling his tongue. She came up for a breath.

"This is the pledge of my blade, exterminate the sworn enemy of my Ashikabi!" She chanted.

"What the fuck?!" Naruto yelled. Who in their right mind kisses their opponent in the middle of battle?! What the hell was an Ashikabi?!

"Mmmmmm~ In the end, it'll be me to kill you, my beloved Ashikabi~" He didn't like the sensual tone she gave off. She was grinding herself against his leg, and felt a hand go down his pants. She moaned into his ear.

"Karasuba! What the hell are you doing?!" At some point, another woman had come to the roof.

"Takami, leave!" Takami was startled at Karasuba's loud growl, and then noticed the young man underneath her.

"Holy fuck! You were winged!" Takami instantly had a tablet out and was furiously typing. Karasuba got up, and raised her sword in rage. Naruto decided to intervene, grabbing Karasuba and jumping off the roof. Takami just stared, wide eyed, at the spot where the mysterious Ashikabi of #04 Karasuba jumped off.

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Naruto continued to jump from building to building, trying to ignore the small wet spot on his leg, and Karasuba moaning into his ear. He jumped into an off road, next to a forest. He quickly separated himself for the silver haired woman, despite her mewl of protest.

"Ok, first off, who are you?" She straightened out.

"I'm Sekirei #04, Karasuba, beloved Ashikabi. Your name?" She licked her lips.

"Naruto Uzumaki. Next, what the fuck is an Ashikabi?!" She drew closer, sashaying her hips.

"An Ashikabi is someone whose DNA is compatible with a Sekirei's." She draped herself onto him, lightly nibbling his earlobe. Naruto rubbed his temples.

"Sweet Kami. First, before anything else, we need a place to stay." Karasuba gave a sly look.

"Oh, I know just the place."

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Naruto walked forward on the path, Karasuba riding on his back, snoozing peacefully. He finally reached his destination. Izumo Inn. He knocked on the door and waited. The door opened and a beautiful lavender haired woman opened the door. She smiled.

"Welcome to the Izumo Inn! Are you… here…" She looked over the shoulder of the nice looking man and saw her.

"Do you have any rooms? Me and my…. Friend are really tired and are looking for a place to stay." He gave a foxy grin, and she focused back on him. She forced a smile.

"Of course!" She lead him to a room at the end of the hallway.

"Kami, thank you!" He laid Karasuba on the bed gently, and turned back to Miya. "Thank you so much!" Miya smiled.

"Izumo Inn is always open to anyone in need." He smiled back.

"Again, thank you so much!" He gave a short bow before gently closing the door.

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And that's the first chapter! Please don't kill me, and yes, I did use some of Engulfing Silence's Ashikabi no Shinobi, I asked for permission, I swear!