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AN: Wow. Thank you guys! I could not have asked for a better reception. I appreciate all the reviews, favs, and follows! I didn't know that you get an email each time, so it was a fun thing to find out as my phone kept going off and I had to figure out why.

Now in response to some reviews…

Red Mass: Thank you so much for the encouragement. It really means a lot. I hope this story and all the others I post on here can live up to your expectations and become entertaining reads.

Izana Uzumaki: Unfortunately, there will be more mentions of Hinata and Sakura. Since I am using relatively canon adult Naruto, I have to write with that in mind. Naruto is a man that loves mightily, so I can't imagine him simply forgetting the love he has had for Hinata and Sakura even though he is in a new dimension. I feel like he would have to simply exhaust all possible options of returning before he even contemplates moving on. That will be one of the tension points I'll be using for this story. However, as of now I do not plan on Naruto ending up with a Naruto-verse girl. I hope you can hang on for the whole ride. I can tell you that you probably won't like some of the future chapters, but hopefully it won't turn you off the story as a whole.

To everyone else, I know not everyone is a fan of the girls in Naruto's life, and that may be one reason why you read crossovers. But please stick with this to the end! Like I said before, I do not plan on Naruto ending with a Naruverse girl.

Now on to the story!

***(Days earlier)***

"It looks like he's gaining consciousness."

"Takami look at these readings! This is an absolute marvel of a specimen. But what is with all these varied energy signatures? These levels are higher than when we first saw Miya. Do you think he was sent along with them as a sort of escort? He is the only one besides Miya that we have encountered fully matured. His missing arm, combined with his body's composition and energy… maybe he is a type of guardian for them. Now that we have some grown Sekirei, we should get him to train them." There was a sigh and some shuffling of papers that came after that.

"Please don't call him a specimen Minaka. We shouldn't view people like that. Having that type of view slowly causes you to dismiss the values and measures that make life the treasured thing that it is. As far as everything else is concerned, I can't say. I'd have to ask him to find out. If he is a guardian for them, we'll have to make sure that when he wakes up he doesn't find his new surroundings threatening in anyway. We don't know what his last memories were before we found him, so we should be careful when talking to him."

What was going on? What were those voices and what are they talking about? He felt weary. No matter how hard he tried he couldn't find the energy to open his eyes. Why were they so heavy? He had so many questions that he didn't even know where to start.

"Wait. Takami. Something's wrong. You see these numbers? All the different energy markers are fading. This is bad."

"Bad? He's vitals are getting stronger. Shouldn't that be the thing we are most happy about? For all accounts he was clinically dead only an hour ago."

"Exactly! Can't you see! There has to be a connection here. But it's fading too fast for me to be able to test it. I Hmm, maybe if we put him back into critical condition those weird forms of energy will return."

"Minaka."

Were they talking about him? The only real thing that he could tell was that the ice in this Takami woman's voice was almost enough to make the room feel like it was starting to freeze. She almost sounded like she expected this other person to act this way, but was disappointed and angered that they actually did.

"What's been going on with you lately? Recently you have been acting so different." There were a couple of hard steps that accentuated every word. They were rough and angry. "I'm serious. You pull another stunt or say something like that again and we are through." He heard an irritated moan in response to that. This Minaka fellow was starting to become very questionable.

"I don't know what you are talking about, and I'm just going to pass it off as you not being able to see what we have in our hands here. Think about the bigger picture! This man was basically dead. Multiple types of energy reversed that fact before we could even do anything. Everything about this man is a marvelous mystery! He was encased in crystal for goodness sake! How did he manage to survive that? Even by our standards it shouldn't be possible. If we could imitate this we could transform humanity, force an evolution!"

This was becoming too much. He could feel the tension as the two differing personalities clashed above his body, but for the life of him he couldn't get his body to move. Why was he even in this dangerous position? Surely, if he was in enemy territory someone would have saved him by now, and God help the people arguing above him if this is Konoha's hospital. Sakura and Tsunade accepted nothing less than the most professional of behaviors in the halls of their sacred grounds. He could say that from experience. All the beatings he got for being too loud all the time gradually taught him the correct way to present himself. Too bad he chose to ignore all that on a regular basis.

"Minaka, enough! You just suggested that we put him in critical condition. You are the only one who is blind here. How can you not see how deranged you are starting to become. We started together because we wanted to help people, change the world in a good way." Her voice was relatively level throughout the whole conversation, but now as she spoke it became increasingly soft. "Now, you could word it however you like, but all you want is power. Power to change people to your liking and then the power to control them." It was almost a desperate plea she had for him to stop.

The hurt she was feeling spurred him to try to move again. He had a general rule to always help those who were hurting, but even with all of his effort all he could manage to do was open his eyes. A bright light shone down on him and caused a groan. Now that his eyes were open physical action did not seem so hard, as if he just broke through some sort of barrier that had restrained him. He slowly sat up noticing how numb he was starting to feel now. Over to his left was an alluring silver haired woman staring at him in scientific wonder. Behind her was a black haired man that looked every bit the part of a mad scientist.

"Ah Ha! Now fully conscious I see! Tell me lad, what's your name?"

"Naruto." As he said his name he raised an eyebrow at the man. Not to brag, but he should be fairly well known. He was one of the people responsible for saving the world. That sort of thing usually makes you famous. Naruto decided to check more of this room then instead of just the people in it. He heard them speak to each other, something about already knowing the language. He paid them no mind.

"Hello Naruto. I am Takami and from this moment on you'll be in my care, alright." Takami gave a pointed stare to what he could only assume was the Minaka person she was talking to earlier.

"But first," Minaka hurriedly put in before she could excuse him. "I have some questions."

"Alright." There was a certain power in only answer with one word replies; Naruto never understood why Sasuke always did that until this moment… that bastard. Naruto though, was trying not to speak too much because of how dry his throat had become.

"We've pieced together that you are some type of warrior. We have recently made a new machine that can gather data on normally not visible energy types, and you had a great many of them." Naruto was instantly on edge. Something was very wrong here. This man was speaking as if he never seen or heard of Shinobi or chakra, his lack of common terminology gave that away. The way he spoke and the things he spoke about sent up some red flags. Warrior? Energy? Machine? There was an immediate need for answers now.

"Wait Minaka." The man looked startled, probably because his name was used even though he never gave it. "Where am I? Spring Country? Are you in anyway related to Orochimaru?" Naruto said with deadly serious look.

"Well, I can certainly tell that you are a man of conviction." Takami said as she came forward to soothe the blond man, her words earlier on how he would handle this situation showing truth. "Unfortunately, we do not know of a Spring Country, or an Orochimaru. The good news however, is that we can fix that arm of yours, good as new."

Naruto's wide eyes snapped to his right arm, only to find most of it to be missing again. He took a few calming breaths. There was too much happening too quickly. He couldn't afford to lose his composure. Wherever he was, it clearly was not home. He had precious people waiting for him. Becoming frenzied would not help him at all. It that sense, he looked at the stub that used to be his right arm again in what could only be described as a morbid curiosity. He moved the stub up and down a few times and then in circles. The others in the room thought this was a reaction to being told he would gain his arm back. What he was really doing was searching for the reason it was gone in the first place. Surely his arm—

Wait.

Back up a bit.

"Did you just say you don't know of Spring Country, whose princess is also a world famous actress, or the notorious madman known the world over named Orochimaru. I thought for sure with how tall, dark, and stupid over here was suggesting of putting me in critical condition again that you had to be some apprentices of his."Naruto pointed at Minaka for further emphasize.

While Minaka's jaw dropped at not only being heard wanting to do something unethical, but also being compared to an apparent wanted madman, Takami showed signs of being greatly entertained. Perhaps that was the reality check Minaka needed to realize how tainted his curiosity had become. A weird thing to be entertained by, she admits, but the way all of that was so bluntly delivered did wonders to the comedic effect of it all. Nothing is better than the look on a person's face when you catch them red handed.

"No," Takami tried to keep her mild feelings of humor from her voice "but I am also willing to bet that you have never heard of MBI either, or Kamikura Island, the name of the island that we are currently on."

"As I was saying," Minaka cut in again. "I have a few questions. We have a machine that monitors your energy levels. The longer it monitors you the more detailed the results, naturally, and seeing that you have been sitting under these lights for hours, you could imagine the kinds of data we have been getting, and let me say, the information that it has been displaying about you… amazing." He turned around and rushed to get some papers before coming back.

"It seems you have a central energy system, one that is closely tied into your DNA, and on top of that you have many, many more types of energy in your body, or maybe had is a better word." Naruto raised an eyebrow but thought that he should let the man finish. Anytime a person was willing to give information, he should be willing to listen. That was one of the first things he learned as Hokage. "Almost all of these other energies don't connect with your DNA in the same way and seem to be rapidly fading from your body. One of these energies was found at the end of your right arm, and looked like it was repairing the area around it. While another not only healed the rest of your body, but also kept you stable long enough for us to realize that you weren't dead and start treating you."

It was at this point that Minaka's current expression turned a bit frustrated and he threw all the papers in the air. The papers showered them all as Minaka started to pace around the room. "That last energy signature is the only other one that is not fading! My guess is that since that one and the central system are so deeply ingrained into your body, they are the only ones that are not fading. I bet that given time, all of these signatures would have become permanent, maybe only a few more years. That makes this whole ordeal even more frustrating!"

"Why don't you try to get a sample of those energies and periodically reintroduce them to his body until they become permanent?"

"Because, Takami! Because!" Minaka's exasperation was showing clearly now. "Don't you think I already tried that? Once they leave his body they simply vanish, it's like his body is the only thing connecting them to here, like some sort of conduit."

"You know I hate when people talk about me like I am not there. It may be because of how I grew up, but that doesn't change the fact that it really, really makes me want to hit someone." Naruto expressed in an irritated manner. The only female could understand that. Minaka has done that quite often to her, so she felt a little bad for behaving the same in front of Naruto.

"Of course, I apologize. How about we get that arm fixed up? You won't believe how quick the process is."

True to her word, in about ten minutes he had his arm back. They just took a bit of his blood, put it into a machine placed over his stub, and after a little light show he had a new arm. After that Minaka left him and Takami alone while he went to attend other issues elsewhere. If he hadn't already reached his limit for being surprised in one day, he may have reacted a bit more to the whole thing. Instead, he flexed his arm a few times, nodded and got off the table. It was at this point that he noticed that all his tools were gone. He patted his forehead and found that there was no protector there. He was wearing his clothes, but he still felt a little naked. He swiveled his head looking about the room until a voice called out.

"Looking for these?" He turned around and saw Takami holding a few pouches out for him. Quickly grabbing them, he searched through them as if he was looking for something extremely important. He swiftly pulled out a long black fabric and placed tied it around his head. The speed of the action caused the long ends to fly about behind him as metal shined through his bangs. He was a very handsome man, and that proud look he had only made him seem more so in her eyes. He fastened a big pouch to his thigh, and placed the three small ones behind him on his waistline. There was an air about him now, like he felt complete. It was comforting just being near him.

Suddenly he moved towards her and hefted her up in a huge hug. She panicked since he hadn't been adjusted yet, and almost resigned herself to her doom when she noticed that she wasn't being crushed to death. It was a strong grip sure, but nowhere close to how strong he was supposed to be. The other Sekirei would have murdered her if they did what he did. This raised a few questions. It occurred to her now that he may not be a Sekirei, instead he may just be a poor soul who got hit with their energy and became crystallized. Perhaps he actually is a Sekirei guardian, and as such, has much more control over himself than the others. One thing was clear though, if he could do this, he definitely needed to train the others to do the same.

"Hey, I have a favour to ask you. I have some people that I need to train to protect themselves, but I don't have anyone capable of doing it. Do you think you could help me?" Naruto finally put her down, and gave her a grin.

"You gave me my arm back, and have been nothing but nice to me since I have woken up. For you my dear, I would do anything." He then backed up a bit and gave her a pleading look. "But first, could I get some water, and maybe some ramen."

***(Back to the present)***

"Repeat that please. I am sure that I heard you wrong. I must have, because I believe you said you would like for us to spar." Kazehana said into the quiet that had ensued after his strange request. She normally would not give anyone the time of day, but she was starting to really like Naruto, so she didn't want him to get himself killed trying to teach them, at least not until she impressed him some more with what she could do. She was already addicted to the way he made her feel and the way he would look at her. She wouldn't let anything take way the potential to have more moments with him.

"Yes, please do not tempt fate Naruto. Even if you are a warrior from another dimension, you still are only human. Fighting against us will only endanger you, and while I may have once planned on killing you earlier, I do not wish for your blood to be spilt needlessly." That was the most concerned anyone has ever heard Miya speak to a human. It was still a bit harsh, but this was a huge for anyone who knew her.

Miya didn't want Naruto to die just yet. He did not appear to understand how powerful the Sekirei are. He was told that they were too strong for humanity right? She was sure he had been told that multiple times. While she may have approved of him, he was too confident in his battle prowess. There was only so much that a human could do, and facing a Sekirei, let alone five of them, was not in their realm of capabilities.

Naruto laughed. Laughed! As if he didn't just ask them to accidently kill him. "Don't worry about me guys. I can handle myself no prob-"He had to stop because I silver and black blur sped at him. The Sekirei knew what had happened immediately and tried to look away. His story must have gotten Karasuba too excited and she couldn't wait any longer to see exactly what he was made of. The adjusters were a bit overzealous when working on her, so her natural battle instincts took main priority over her other functions, making her many times more bloodthirsty than she originally was.

"Oi," the Sekirei all looked up with surprise and relief showing on their faces. There was Naruto holding Karasuba's sword at bay with a small black dagger. Karasuba though looked ecstatic. She honestly tried to kill him with that blow, cut his head clean off his neck. The speed and strength she used to rush at him may have not been her best, but the power she put behind her strike was enough to cut through a building. He pushed her back, and looked at his weapon. He gave a small tsk before tossing it on the ground. There was a cut in his knife that went jagged suddenly. Her sword cut into it and he must have twisted the blade to better match her angle of attack so that it would not go all the way through. To be able to notice that and react that quickly was, quite frankly, very astonishing. While Kazehana and Matsu took that at face value and gave sighs of relief. Mutsu looked bored and Miya was wondering what kind of humans lived in his dimension for him to brush Karasuba away like that. He did seem a bit winded however. Blocking that blow must have taken more out of him than he wanted to show. That wasn't even Karasuba's best. Miya's eyes narrowed at him, trying to communicate her message. Hopefully he understood now the difference in power.

"I hope you know I have no way of making more of those." He said as he walked over to Karasuba and took her sword away. She just looked at him with a pleased expression.

"Oh yes. You'll do nicely Naruto. You'll do. I look forward to the day when I kill you." Kazehana quickly pulled her back to the rest of the group before she could do more harm to the blond man.

"And that is exactly why I am taking your sword away. Consider yourself in timeout, Crazy." Karasuba licked her lips like she already tasted his blood on them, so naturally Naruto decided to stick his tongue out at her and promptly ignore her existence for a few moments.

"Like I was saying before Crazy over here lost her top, I can handle myself against you guys no problem." He quickly sent another look over in Karasuba's direction to make sure she wasn't going to rush out at him again. Who knew what sort of weapons that wannabe gangster girl had hidden on her. "However, as you have been told, I just came out of a crystal only a few days ago. You can imagine how sore that can make a person, not to mention how drained I've been feeling ever since I woke up. You guys deserve the best, but I can't give that to you right now. So you are going to give it to each other." He said with a smile as he looked over them.

"So you mean.." Mustu started

"Yup! You guys are going against each other in a free for all! Exciting right? I want to see your strengths and weaknesses. I want to see how you guys fight and handle chaos, and seeing as you already know all that about each other, you can push each other to your limits. It saves me time and allows me to get my strength back." He tossed Karasuba her sword back. "And no killing! Yes, I'm looking at you Crazy."

Even though he impressed them by surviving Karasuba's attack, the Sekirei were wary of some of Naruto's words. They doubted that he could handle them in a prolonged fight. The chance to spar and push themselves was great however. It would be the first time they were allowed to go all out since they came to Earth.

They could finally establish a pecking order between them, so everyone would know who was number one. For Miya it was a chance to get Naruto to realize that they were beyond him, so that he would understand that he needed to distance himself from them like the others. She did not like comparing them to him, but his safety was important. For the others it was an opportunity to get Naruto to look at and treat them like he treated Kazehana. They would show him the things they could do.

"The whole island is your playground, go wild!" At his call Mustu, Kazehana, Karasuba, and Miya disappeared from sight. Mastu looked around nervously before she too leapt away. Seconds later, anarchy reigned over the island. Trees were cut down in the central forested area. Chunks of earth were mysteriously shooting up at dangerous angles, and a whirlwind decided to introduce itself to the area.

Naruto walked over to Takami who had taken a seat on the stairs that led into the facility and sat next to her. He leaned back and propped his elbows up on the steps behind him for support. In the corner of his eyes he could see Takami give him a smirk.

"Impressive block. I'm glad to see that you're alive." Takami said to him, her voice almost lost in the explosions of sound around them. Naruto chuckled at her words and closed his eyes. His head lulled back into a comfortable position. She looked him over. He looked tired, more so then she had thought he did before. She could not speak from experience, but judging from the man beside her, being crystalized isn't something that could just be shrugged off. At first she thought he would be perfectly fine like how Miya was. Their circumstances were a little similar. The exhaustion on his face said otherwise. "Aren't you supposed to be watching them?"

"Oh, but I am. I can feel everything they do. I can feel Karasuba and Miya clash. Karasuba's bloodlust and Miya's impassive energy give them away easily. Since Miya's energy hasn't changed I would but that she is winning, and you don't even need to try to find Kazehana and Mutsu." With his eyes still closed he pointed to the east. She saw a small tornado form and a person getting sucked up into it. She guessed that was Mutsu. Turning back around she was going to ask how he knew all this when she noticed an orange pigment around his eyes. The sun was shining right on him so maybe that only a visual effect created from the light. She looked around to see if there was anything that might be reflecting to his face when he laughed. "And Matsu is trying not to get caught in the crossfire. She's doing a horrible job."

He got up and she saw that the coloring around his eyes had vanished.

She brushed it off as only a reflection of the glass from the building. Naruto took a few more steps forward and held his arms in front of him like he was holding an invisible object. Seconds later a screaming orange blur crashed into his arms, and Takami's eyes went wide. In his arms was a scuffed up Matsu. She looked frayed and flustered but otherwise alright. How did he know she was falling?

"You okay Matsu? You lasted longer than I thought you would. These people are like monsters on the battlefield so don't feel bad about being the first one out." He gave her a reassuring smile. "If you want you can rest with me and Takami." He handled her with so much care. Takami was starting to wonder why he was so gentle with Matsu. It reminded her of how an older brother would treat his young sister. He was playful with everyone else; what was it about her that made him want to reassure her so much? Was it because how timid she is, or is there another reason?

"Really?!" Matsu's joy and relief was almost palpable. For her, being anywhere near Miya or Karasuba while they were fighting was the same as living her worst nightmares. They swing their blades like nothing matters except death. Matsu's relieved face became disheartened at her own performance though. Now Naruto will never think of her as special. She barely lasted a few minutes before she was blasted away. "No, I can fight some more! Please let me fight Naruto."

He chose to heft her onto his shoulder in reply and take her over to the stairs with Takami. "No need, this isn't where you truly shine anyway, right? Being able to survive everything was good enough. I'll teach you how to do better in time. For now just relax, you did well." He placed her on the ground, and poked her nose softly. "No worries, I already know great things will come from you."

A blush settled heavily on her cheeks and Matsu didn't even bother hiding it. She was almost sure now that he was having a unique effect on her. A pleasurable fever whirled within her body as she sat close to him. He was already back in his reclined position humming softly to himself, and she had an urge to climb on top of him and enjoy his warmth. She squashed that urge down mercilessly, and settled for placing her head on his shoulder. She barely knew him. There was no way she could do something shameless like that. She wasn't a pervert.

Was she?

"Oh, would you look at that." The happy voice of Takami broke Matsu of her thoughts. Takami squeezed Naruto's arm to get his attention. She tried to ignore how tactual she was with him. She was constantly reaching for and touching him. She normally wasn't that type of person. She liked her personal space and respected the space of others, but with him there was something that screamed for acknowledgment. So could not place what that something was, but she felt it all the same.

"Well lookie here. Someone please get a camera." Naruto said with a smirk as he got up and headed for the shore. Kazehana's energy was clashing with Karasuba's and Miya's, so that only left one person. Said person was lying face down with straps of seaweed wrapped around his body. The tide washed back and forth over him but garnered no reaction. For all intents and purposes he looked very much like…

…A dead fish.

A flash woke Mutsu up and he stared at the feet of the people in front of him. Naruto crouched down with a goofy look on his face and showed Mutsu what could possibly be the most accurate portrayal a humanoid could create of a deceased sea animal.

"And what you see here Mutsu, is the reason why from this moment on I probably will never say your real name again."

He could only groan at luck. The next time he saw Kazehana he promised he would get her back. Vengeance would come, and he will enjoy it. Picking Mustu up and holding him in a bridal carry, Naruto ushered the others to the west side to watch the conclusion of their first ever spar.

Naruto could not tell why he loved teasing Mutsu so much. Some people were just made for it he guessed. A body bursting through trees gained his attention, and the unconscious form of Kazehana rolled to a stop before them. Naruto looked at the Kazehana, and then back at Mutsu, who finally looked to be getting comfortable in his arms. With no warning he dropped Mutsu and picked up the unconscious girl. Mutsu would have complained, but realized that in doing so it would sound like he wanted to be in Naruto's arms instead.

They all looked up and marveled at the blade dance that was being performed in front of them. Twisting, lunging, parrying, these girls were fighting like armed doves, such was their grace. A cut near her silver hair ran down Karasuba's cheek. Her bloodthirsty smile already filled with her own red life fluid. It was a gruesome look that Naruto had unfortunately seen many times before, and yet it never became something he got used to. Miya looked as pristine as ever, her gaze locked onto her opponent with deadly focus. Her sword was clean except for a single drop of blood that ran down the tip and dripped to the ground. She was good. She was really good. This battle was over before it started Karasuba was only stalling her own defeat. With a tremendous yell the silver haired warrior sprang into action, her sword almost whistling in its speed as it aimed to pierce the lavender haired girls' chest. One hit, just one hit. If she could get that then that was proof that she wasn't so far behind, that she improved from their initial tests. Sadly, it was not meant to be, even with all her heart and effort put into her lunge, her strike was deflected and her hands sliced. The cut was deep and calculated. Until she got treatment Karasuba could no longer hold a blade. It was a brutal but effective tactic.

"Alright, spar over. Winner is Miya."

Miya's stoic gaze found him and she nodded before walking off. He gave a sigh shook his head slightly. He was going to fix that attitude of hers. She was always observing the world around her but missing the best parts. He refused to let her live her entire life that way. The more one focus on strength alone, the more isolated that person becomes.

"Let's get you guys back. I'll see if I can get you another day off to relax."

It has been two months since Naruto started training them. He stated that additional strength and speed would come in time, so the best thing they could work on would be technique. Unknown to anyone but Miya, this was probably the best training regimen they could have been on. Regular types of training do not yield the same types of results in Sekirei as it does for humans. They grow stronger based on the power of their emotions. This is also one of the reasons why an Ashikabi is able to unleash a Sekirei's true potential. Giving them techniques to use has they grew more powerful or used to their adjusted bodies was the best way to advance their skill. He worked with Kazehana on channeling her wind abilities and to be more efficient with her use of them. He would take her aside and give her ideas on things she could do. He did the same with Mutsu and his earth abilities. When it came to sword practice he told them that while he wasn't really the type of person to use swords, he had fought one of the best sword users in the world in his old dimension enough times to pick some things up. It took a while but he taught them all the katas he knew. Deadly, they were all exceptionally deadly and she had learned many new ways to kill people through those sword techniques he knew. Ways she never even imagined killing someone.

This world of his, this world full of soldiers and killers, she never wanted to go there. There was nothing wrong with killing in her eyes, but the way these people seemed to make it an art form, a lethal and disgustingly beautiful art form, made her readjust her views of the capabilities of humans. She doubted any single one could even harm her, but if surrounded by a world of these assassins she believed one would be able to get a lucky hit eventually that could endanger even her life.

The other things he taught them all, Matsu especially, was how to dodge. He would come up with creative rules or exercises that forced them to their limits and increased their reaction times. He taught them how to analyze an opponent and find a pattern. Battles all have a rhythm he would tell them time and time again. Find it and take advantage he would yell. She noticed that as time passed by Naruto seemed to grow more and more lively, like he finally was granted some energy. He would drag Takami to every session, and while she would say words of protest, her smile never left her face.

"I think I have waited long enough. I want to see you guys put everything together. Today we are going to have a second spar." Before he finished speaking a blast of wind rocketed through the crowded bodies and carried Mutsu away and into the ocean. "And if you let me finish I would tell you the rules of this spar and your opponents" He walked over to Kazehana and bump her on the head.

"Today you guys are going to be fighting me."

"That's fine by me. I always wanted to see how good a Hokage is supposed to be!" Karasuba dashed towards the blond, intent on ending his life. She swung down with all her might expecting to see his blood spray into the air in a red mist and shower her body. What happened was quite different. Naruto vanished from sight, and a thunderous sound echoed across the island. Six feet into the new sand crater laid Karasuba's body, a foot on her back belonging to the kind orange loving man that they all came to slowly appreciate. One of his arms was still in its casual striking position and the other held her sword and propped it over his shoulder. "I like the enthusiasm, but at least wait until I say go."

Jaws dropped.

Even Takami whom he had asked to keep track on his body's recovery was in shock. Seeing numbers was one thing, but seeing it first hand was breath taking. She honestly had to remember how to breathe. She could barely keep up with the Sekirei's movements and that was after watching them over these past few months and letting her eyes get used to the speed. This, this was another level entirely. How could he even control his body at that speed? Again her scientific mind made her want to understand him more. What did he go through in order to be able to move like that? Then her eyes widened in horror. Even if he was considered one of best in his village, could other's in his dimension move like that. These humans in his world… If Naruto had called the Sekirei monsters, then those from his world could only be described as demons. How did such a kind and loving man survive in such a world? She almost puked at the thought of what that war he talked about must have been like. How many people like him must he have killed? How could you possible stay sane while fighting in a world where everyone around you could die that quickly? Just a blink and he had Karasuba subdued. That could have been a killing blow. In his world she could have been killed before anyone here would even know it.

Unknown to her, the remaining Sekirei had the same thoughts. Even Mutsu who made it back just in time to "see" the altercation was too shocked to move. Matsu shrunk into herself. After seeing that, she did not want to fight this man. Karasuba was out of her league, and now she was six feet under. Winning against that did not seem possible, no matter how she tried to figure it.

Miya was intrigued. She alone had caught his movements. Her eyes narrowed at him and she drew her sword, the action gained everyone's attention. It appeared that the weak human body was not universal. His dimension's humans were clearly more than meets the eye. It angered her that she underestimated him. She should have known when he was asked to train them that he was more than what he presented himself to be. Hopefully that was not a onetime thing and he had more to give. While she was not as bad as Karasuba, she had a thirst for battle that could not quenched by anyone she had fought so far. This may be a rare chance to cut loose.

Naruto placed his foot under Karasuba's body and kicked her towards her brethren. She landed on her butt. In her haste to remove the sand from her mouth she barely reacted in time to catch her sword.

"You're going to have to understand and use teamwork if you want to even scratch me. Don't worry about the speed, you'll get used to it eventually." He chose not to use the word 'adjust' after hearing the tone in Miya's voice when she said it. He jumped from the crater and smiled at them.

"Same rules as last time. The whole island is our playground; you win if I give up or if I get knocked out. Let's get wild."

***(TBC)***

AN: I wanted to upload this chapter a few days ago, but I ended up writing a bunch of scenes that I could use in later chapters. I am a little upset with the pacing of this chapter, but after using much of the beginning to sort of explain some things, I just couldn't fix it so that it felt right, you know? Hopefully this chapter answered some of your questions. Now it's almost 2 in the morning where I am and I have to get up early. I wanted to reply to a bunch more of my reviewers but I think I'll just edit this chapter in a day or two and put those in.

But one thing I'll say before I pass out from exhaustion is something about last chapter. I got a few comments that made me think about some things, so I guess I should do a better job of explaining in the story. Naruto was amazed mostly by Kazehana's potential. Also, I know that Naruto has a wind affinity, and the rasenshuriken is crazy powerful, but I wouldn't really say that he is can be described as a wind user. It's like having two guys, one is an expert marksman, and can use many different types of guns, and another guy just has a bazooka. Yea, the bazooka will do more damage, but who would you rather describe as a sharpshooter? Most would say the marksman, right?

Next chapter will actually have action in it, and I plan on getting the drama and angst going soon too. Look forward to it, and thank you for reading, I honestly appreciate it. Please send me a review to let me know how you feel, things I could improve, or just anything that comes to mind. I'll read it all.