Summary: They had told Naruto to not touch the ominously glowing sealed scroll they had found deep in the catacombs of the abandoned town that was nothing more than ruins. They had told the blonde but had the blonde listened? No. Of course not. This is Naruto we're talking about.

Quick A/N: I asked and you answered! Here is my first ever My Hero Academia story, which is also a crossover with my insane children from Naruto. This'll be funny at first but will hit its moments of severity because that's just how I write.

Enjoy~

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Chapter 1

When Kiba woke up, the first thing he noticed was the clear lack of darkness surrounding him.

The second thing he noticed was the rather bright setting that now surrounded him. A surrounding, which, when compared to the darkness he had been expecting, certainly struck him as odd.

And the third thing he noticed was the plump woman with the wide eyes staring down at him with nothing short of fear rolling off of her in waves.

Shit.

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"Mom? Are you still there?" Izuku questioned with a soft chuckle, more than aware that his mother was prone to choking up on her own emotions when he called from his dorm.

As he waited for her to answer, the young teen tapped his foot against the floor and swiveled his chair from one side to another. He had homework to finish, but his mother only asked for an hour of his time once a week- he could wait for her to pull herself together so they could finish their conversation on what had happened recently in school.

"Ah, come on, mom. There's no need to-"

"Ah! Get out! Get out!"

"Mom?" He bolted up on his chair as soon as he heard her shouts, beginning to freak out as she continued to scream from the other line. "Mom! What's going on?"

"Intruder! There's some criminal in the apartment!"

"Don't hang up, mom. I'm going to call the police!"

Izuki panicked. There was no other way to describe why he ran out of his room and burst into Tokoyami's room without even thinking about possible consequences.

His fellow student had been laying on his bed, seemingly sleeping, but he sat upright when Izuku burst in. He was glaring and, normally, Izuku would have promptly apologized for having been so rude. But instead, the green haired teen shouted, "Someone broke into my apartment and my mom's alone! I need you to call the police!"

Tokoyami blinked for a moment but in a flash was on the other side of the room, picking up his phone to begin the call. In the mean time, Izuku jogged in place as his heart beat so quickly he felt it was about to break free of his chest.

"Mom! Get out!"

"Why do you want to steal from me?" He heard his mother shouting, then, oddly enough, began to hear some surprised shouts that were certainly not his mother's own.

"Ow! Stop that, lady! Akamaru- Akamaru? Where's Akamaru! What did you do to my best friend, lady?"

He was so helpless...

Everything seemed to freeze for a moment as he waited for his mother to answer... Then he heard what sounded like a harsh thud against the ground.

No!

"Don't you hurt her! Don't hurt my mother!"

She wasn't speaking anymore.

Just then, Tokoyami asked him for his direction so the police could hurry to help.

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This... This was not the cave they had been sent to investigate.

Kiba blinked at the unconscious woman on the floor, very much confused by what had just happened.

First of all, Akamaru was nowhere to be found and this woman was the only person that could tell her what had happened to his partner. But she had been so busy throwing random objects at him that she had given him nothing. Then, after he had ducked behind a couch and escaped from her line of fire, he had heard the dull thud of a body hitting the ground. When he had chanced a look up, it had been to find her on the ground- completely knocked out.

He had no idea what was going on... But he was pretty sure he could blame Naruto for the mess he currently found himself within.

With a sigh, Kiba scanned over his surroundings to try and make some sense of them. But... Even though the place looked like a regular apartment... There were some things he certainly didn't recognize.

Like the loud object that lay beside the unconscious woman, which was emitting the kind of noise that sounded like another human being talking. Or the square thing propped up on the table directly in front of the couch, which was blaring with bright lights and odd images passing by at lightning speed.

With a scoff of disbelief, Kiba made his way towards the woman. He crouched beside her, checked her pulse, and was satisfied to know that she hadn't suddenly keeled over and died. She had just fainted. That was a good thing- he didn't want to add 'killer of old ladies' to his already not-that-stellar name.

Once that was done, he turned to the white object on the ground. It was curved, with two circular ends attached to said curved body, with what looked like a small stick jutting out from one end. He frowned at it, then poked it. Seeing how his finger suffered no damage, he decided to pick it up. When he had it within his hand, he was able to see that the circles were white as well, but had a multitude of little holes in the very center.

The lady had been holding it to her ear...

"The police are on their way, mom! Don't worry! Just hang in there! Everything will be fine and that criminal will be arrested!"

Criminal?

"Hey! I ain't the one that started assaulting someone!" Kiba growled at the disembodied voice, "Your mom's a nut."

There was silence for a beat.

Then, "What did you do to my mother? Why are you answering the phone? Why did you break into our home?"

Break into?

"I broke in nowhere. I just woke up here." Kiba scratched at the back of his head with his left hand, then asked, "Why did your mom faint? Is that something normal for her?"

"You made her faint?!"

Kiba wasn't able to stop himself from throwing the loud object away from his ear when the male-sounding harpy suddenly screeched into his ear! The object flew across the room and crashed against one of the walls, immediately ceasing the horrid noise that it had been creating.

Now in silence, Kiba took a moment to catch his breath and try to formulate some kind of plan for what he would do.

That moment of calm ceased when he heard another sharp noise from outside where he was that didn't sound good at all. He didn't know what that noise was, but it sounded a lot like a siren that signaled coming trouble. And, quite frankly, he didn't want to know what kind of trouble that could have been.

Once he found the nearest window, Kiba made his way towards it to escape. But before he left the place for good, he took one last look at the woman... And felt pretty bad.

"You're soft, Inuzuka..." He muttered to himself as he went back to the couch, grabbed one of the gaudy, bright yellow, cushions, and then placed it beneath the unconscious woman's head.

With that done, Kiba clambered out of the window and began to climb up the building to get a good gauge of his new surroundings.

"Whoa! Are you okay?"

Hinata groaned at the pain sprouting from her head, all the while she kept her eyes closed shut to try and stamp down on the nauseous feeling that had bubbled up in her stomach. Her throat was uncomfortably tight and she wanted nothing more than to vomit to try and see if that would calm her rolling stomach. But she didn't want to have such a disgusting taste in her mouth at the moment, so she forced herself to breathe in and calm down.

She wasn't completely sure who had spoken to her, but she recognized a female voice that did not belong to Tenten.

For a moment, the Hyuga tried to remember just what had happened to have left her feeling so sick.

But then there was a hand on her shoulder, soft and light, and she cracked one eye open to find a brown haired girl looking at her through wide, worried brown eyes.

"You hit your head pretty hard against my bed's edge. Are you alright?" Her voice was slightly muffled, kind of far away, even though Hinata could see that she was standing right in front of her.

That was the first indicator as to the hit she had received having been a bit harsher than she would have liked.

"I don't see any blood... But it looked like a really bad hit."

Hinata closed her only open eye, breathed in to steady herself, and opened her mouth to answer.

At that precise moment, someone burst in through a door, causing it to crash against something which, in turn, shot a bolt of pain straight through Hinata's brain.

"We are not supposed to have visitors, Uraraka! Please tell me you have a good excuse for breaking the rules U.A. set for us!"

Hinata winced as the loud words pummeled her head, worsening the pressure that was slowly building up into a headache. She wasn't sure, but she thought that she may have even whined a little.

"And you're supposed to be asleep after curfew, Iida. But seeing how we're both breaking rules, why don't you help me out here? She just appeared out of nowhere and bumped her head real hard... Maybe she's got some sort of teleportation quirk and calculated wrong or something..."

Hinata tried to remain conscious. She really did.

But her eyes were extremely heavy.

And there was darkness surrounding the edges of her vision... It was like her body was begging her to fall asleep...

"I've never seen this person around..."

She slipped into darkness without catching the ending of the conversation.

Naruto was going to pay dearly when Shikamaru saw him again.

They had specifically told him, countless times, to not touch the artifact until they were sure that there wasn't any chakra affecting it anymore. They had explained the danger of the situation on a handful of occasions. And he had even promised that he understood why he wasn't able to touch the artifact.

Granted, Hinata had said she understood that the flow of chakra into the artifact had ceased... Still, Shikamaru had never given Naruto permission to touch the artifact. Out of all of them, the team leader was supposed to have been the one to remove it from its pedestal once Hinata had given the all clear.

But Naruto had been the one to touch the artifact after Hinata had said she thought the chakra flow had been stopped- she hadn't even been a hundred percent sure!

Shikamaru was not sure if Hinata was the one to blame, for having been incorrect in assuming that the chakra flow had been terminated, or if it was Naruto they should hold accountable. Because if Hinata had been correct and the chakra had been stopped, then it wouldn't be a stretch to assume that Naruto's inhuman chakra reserves had somehow interfered and started the artifact up again, even after Hinata had completed her task successfully.

All he knew with one hundred percent certainty was that his whole team had been sent into a dark hole that none had managed to escape and he now found himself in front of a rather interesting looking boy. He had a red marking (a birthmark or burn mark, probably) over one eye, and hair that was white in one half and red on the other. He looked to be dressed in a set of simple pajamas.

The boy blinked at him, face betraying no emotions.

"... Is that a shogi board?"

The boy continued to stare at him for a couple of seconds before he nodded quietly.

Shikamaru placed his hands on his hips, hung his head, and thought for a moment.

He had no idea where he was, where his team could be, if there had been any disastrous consequences born from Naruto having touched the artifact, or who the person before him was.

Out of all his questions, the easiest one to get an answer to would be the last one.

"Do you play?"

Once again, a mute nod.

"Want to play a game?"

One final nod.

Shikamaru sighed and smiled softly.

"My name's Nara Shikamaru."

"Todoroki Shouto."

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He was fairly certain that he was not supposed to be playing a board game with a person that had appeared within his room out of thin air. Rather, he was pretty sure that he was supposed to have run straight to Aizawa-sensei and tell him to set off an alarm- there was an intruder within U.A. grounds.

But this Nara Shikamaru... Well, he seemed rather harmless. Physically, he had no tell-tale signs of obvious quirks. And his body was built in a lithe-muscle sort of way, the kind one would expect from a swimmer. Possibly, he could have some skill in fighting. But Todoroki was very sure of his own skills and their superiority in countless situations.

Although... Fighting as he normally would might end up with some damage to his room. And he rather liked his dorm. He didn't want to accidentally destroy it if there was no need for it.

They had been playing in complete silence for a couple of seconds when Todoroki frowned at the board before him.

"You've won."

The stranger hummed in what sounded like surprise, "So you're able to see that I'm only a handful of moves away from winning?"

The scarred teenager nodded in return, then looked him square in the eyes. "Rematch?"

Nara stared at him for a couple of seconds... Then smirked subtly and nodded.

"As soon as I get my hands on that idiotic little blonde piece of shit I'm gonna make him regret ever having returned to Konoha!"

As she screamed, Tenten made a point of slapping her hands against her grass stained clothes to try and clean them up.

She couldn't believe Naruto had done that! Hadn't Shikamaru warned him enough times to not touch the artifact until they were completely sure that it wasn't about to suddenly activate on them if it was touched? Because Tenten was pretty sure that Shikamaru had told Naruto this! She was pretty freaking sure about this, actually!

With a final huff, Tenten forced herself onto her feet and began to scan the area around her.

It was as she did this that she noticed that she was being watched by a pink haired girl- around her age, actually, from how youthful yet tall and... well... developed she looked.

She was being stared at.

Tenten smiled softly and waved over at her, "Uh... Hey... Sorry about all of that yelling."

The female was wearing a tight fitting black shirt, some loose green pants, a pair of rather clunky looking boots, and a rather interesting looking pair of goggles over her eyes. On the lenses, there was a sort of cross, and Tenten couldn't help but think that it seemed rather odd to have such a design that could impair the goggles' usefulness.

"No problem." The girl remarked with a final blink, then smiled broadly, "That was quite an interesting light show you produced! Do you have babies of your own? Or was that simply a part of your quirk?"

The girl was speaking in tongues... No, she wasn't, but Tenten didn't really understand just what she wanted to know because of some key words in her questions that made absolutely no sense to her.

Babies? Quirk? Well... Some people did say she was one of the least quirky people around... But she didn't really think that this mattered much at all, seeing how those people were idiots.

"I do not have any kids." Tenten shook her head, then her eyes widened when she noticed something. "Do I even have my weapons?!"

Once again, she paid no attention to the pink haired girl before her. Instead, she began to pat at her pouches and pockets, making sure that all of her scrolls were in their proper place and she was not currently vulnerable in front of a possible enemy.

After a couple of seconds of checking, Tenten breathed out in relief.

Then she looked around and noticed that the only people in the vast park were her and the pink haired girl. There was no one else around them. There wasn't even a single trace of her teammates.

"Everything alright over there?" The girl asked as she took a couple of steps towards Tenten.

The brown haired teen nodded, and sighed, "Yeah. I just... Have no idea where I am."

"Oh, I can answer that easy. You're in one of U.A.'s many recreational areas. This is a small park at the edges of the free range grounds where I can blow things up without accidentally interrupting anybody's sleep."

Blow things up?

Tenten couldn't help but smirk softly... She kind of liked this chick.

He woke up to see one of the scariest faces he had ever seen in his life.

Thin, gaunt, with a horrifying mouth that spanned from one side of his face to the other lay below lifeless, hollowed out blue eyes.

He screamed out in shock and fear before he could make heads or tails of the terrifying creature before him.

The sunken, beady eyes seemed to widen in return. But Naruto didn't contemplate about what that could mean. Instead he forced his body to slide back on the surface he was on, away from the horrifying monster before him.

In less than five seconds, he had smashed his head against a sturdy object and pain sprouted up from the very center of his skull. He shouted out and ceased in his attempt at a retreat, instead throwing his hands up to clutch at the spot he had hit.

"You really should be more careful, kid."

The voice Naruto heard sounded tired and slightly exasperated, kind of like Pervy-Sage got whenever he wasn't particularly happy with one of Naruto's genius plans.

"Let me take a look. I don't think it's a serious bump, but, still."

Frail hands pulled his own away from his newest injury and Naruto hissed when the bump was exacerbated by a poke. But he closed his eyes and allowed the frail hands to poke and prod at him until the person was content with what he found.

After a handful of seconds spent in silence, Naruto heard a soft grunt from the person with him. Then the hands weren't touching him anymore; they simply disappeared. And, soon enough, he found the same terrifying face from before appearing in front of his eyes.

Once again, he was not able to stop himself from wincing.

"That's nothing too serious, kid. But we should probably put some ice on it." The man murmured before he straightened up and walked away, leaving the blonde teenager alone.

For a moment, Naruto took the time to contemplate whether the man's voice was disinterested, annoyed, or just... tired. But after he had taken the time to do that, the blonde forced himself to remember Shikamaru and try to think of what he might do in a situation like this.

First of all, Shikamaru would not actively aggravate a possible enemy.

… So he had already failed at being Shikamaru. Dammit.

With a shake of his head, Naruto pursed his lips, crossed his arms, and lowered his head to be able to think even deeper.

Second of all, Shikamaru would take a stock of his surroundings and the people with him.

Opening his eyes once again, Naruto took a look around the area he was in, and came to the conclusion that he was in a person's living room. And what he had slammed his head against had been a squared wooden piece of furniture... Uh... A nightstand? Maybe? He wasn't sure of the name, exactly. But he could see that there were some pictures on the top of it.

Okay, he was in someone's house, probably. Now, second phase of step two: where were his teammates?

Once again, he looked over his surroundings... And promptly found no trace of any of the people he had gone on the mission with. The room he was within was now completely devoid of anyone other than himself, seeing how the skeleton freak had also left.

Well... This was bad.

He had been trying to sleep.

Today had been draining and all Shouji Mezou had truly wanted had been to be able to get a good night's rest before another day began. His classmates were rather tiring with their rambunctious ways and what energy he had left after dealing with them was usually sapped by school activities. Seeing how he was supposed to be active during the day, the only time he truly had to relax anymore was at night.

He tried to make the most of the night and sleep as much as possible.

Tonight was supposed to have been like any other... Until a swirling, bright vortex appeared on the ceiling of his room. It would have reminded him of the one utilized by the villain Kurogiri so long ago... If not for the fact that it had been a blinding blue that had immediately interrupted his attempts at sleep.

When Shouji had opened his eyes, he had found himself faced with what he assumed to be some kind of opening. But before he could truly contemplate what kind of doorway had been opened before him, a large white, fluffy, being topped from the vortex. Once it landed on his room's floor, the vortex had swirled for a couple of moments before it closed in on itself and eventually disappeared in less than a handful of seconds.

Shouji had blinked at the spot on his ceiling where the vortex had been.

Then he looked down at the being that had been deposited... And was left stunned when he saw the floppy ears, furry tail, and incredibly pink tongue that were immediate identifiers of a canine.

There was a horse-sized dog unconscious on his floor.

He wasn't Midoriya… He wasn't Bakugo… He wasn't Todoroki... What in the world why was something weird happening to him?

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I've got other My Hero Academia stories planned out, so I hope you're as excited to read them as I am to write them! Please review and tell me what you thought about this chapter!