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Disclaimer: I hereby claim that I the author of the fanfic below do not in any shape or form own Naruto, Naruto Shippuden, Rosario + Vampire and Rosario + Vampire capu2. However the ideas and storyline are mine.

On a side note I referenced and implied some things that relate to chemistry and physics. If you do not know anything about chemistry on the topic of chemical bonding and atomic structure I've included a small summary below. If you do not know anything about physics on to topic of light waves I've included a small summary below.

Read it if you want, if not go ahead. You do not need to know the information below to understand the story, I'm just merely providing information if you wish to understand how some things also occur in real life.

Chemistry: Everything around us is made of tiny atoms which are made of protons, neutrons and electrons. Elements are pure substances made of only one type of atom. Compounds are substances made of one or more elements. Ions are atoms that have a net charge due to losing or gaining electrons. Air is a mixture which contains elements and compounds. Some air molecules are held together by forces and bonds. With enough energy these bonds can break and the substance will undergo a chemical reaction. In fact when air is super-heated it is ionised as there is enough energy to overcome some of its bonds.

Physics: Different substances can have different optical densities (the speed at which light waves travels in it) which leads to distortion. For example, water and glass.

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Chapter 7: Overcome

"Only people who are capable of loving strongly can also suffer great sorrow, but this same necessity of loving serves to counteract their grief and heals them."
― Leo Tolstoy

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A loud cry of frustration emerged from Naruto as he succumbed. Twisting his body he slammed his fists into the tree beside him. It gave way and broke apart much too easily for his satisfaction. Without a hint of effort his chakra leaked out into the ground, within moments a new tree took the old one's spot. Hardening the wood with wood chakra he continued venting his frustration on the tree.

'Bang!'

'Bang!'

'Bang!'

The skin on his fists started to cut, he kept on pounding. Wooden splinters had gotten stuck in his fists, he kept punching. Blood dripped off his fists, he went on still.

"ARGH!" putting all his pent up frustration into his last punch his hand became entrenched in the tree. His face was flushed, his hair had fallen onto his face. His eyes had regained their usual calm cool. Ignoring the sticky sensation of his clothes he slowed his breathing. Tensing his muscles he pulled, his hand wouldn't come lose. Trying again with more effort his legs slid forward – he didn't notice his leg smudging a part of his seal.

"Sigh…" sending chakra to his feet he stuck himself in place. Flooding his muscles with chakra he pulled. His hand was ripped out of the tree, bloodied and full of splinters.

Suddenly his eyes rolled backwards and he lost connection with the conscious world. A part of his mind seemingly floated off.

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A loud feminine scream, full of rage and sorrow, filled the air.

'He doesn't trust me either.'

Unleashing her monster form she waved, a localised blizzard formed holding back the boy.

"Listen Mizore-san, it's fine, no one will hold it against you. Just apologise to those boys and Kotsubo-sensei." Tsukune reached out for her with one hand, the other shielding his eyes.

Mizore raised her clawed hands, and shot several ice shards at the boy. His eyes widened in shock, but a sudden black shape suddenly swooped down and pulled him into the air.

Mizore's eyes narrowed, her rage boiled. That blue haired succubus was nothing but a man stealing whore Mizore thought.

Another feminine cry of the boy's name reached her ears despite the snow and wind blowing furiously around her. 'Moka, she's another one! Where are all these sluts coming from!?'

The blue haired succubus, Kurumu, gently dropped the Tsukune onto his feet. The succubus with her wings out stood on his left, speedily checking him for any wounds. Within seconds Moka, with her long pink hair flowing behind her, was on Tsukune's right. The boy's attention had switched rather quickly from the purple haired snow monster to the two girls who were rather passionately caring for him.

He failed to notice how the blush on his face seemed to only add oil to the fire. A screeching sound soon filled the air, immediately catching the trio's attention. Dodging the hail of ice shards they refocused on their enemy. After all, it was three on one wasn't it?

With a mighty flap of her leathery wings Kurumu sped off toward the snow monster. Pushing through the cold winds that bit her skin she swung her long claws at the girl. Leaving several superficial wounds on the girl she broke the snow-onna out of her rage filled stupor.

In that moment the snow storm dropped. Mizore found herself flying back towards the edge of the cliff as a lunge from Kurumu impacted her stomach.

Weakly lifting up her head with her hair covering her face she saw how Moka cared for Tsukune; worrying for every single thing. The way Kurumu would shower the boy with her affections.

'Am I meant to never have friends?' Past memories resurfaced, forcing their way through all her attempts to bury them into oblivion.

All the happy moments in life she had ever had flashed before her raging eyes. Almost everyone involved a blonde she would probably never meet again.

Life was cruel. A wave of despair washed over her as her mind seemed to detach from her body. Witnessing her own body move without her will, an emotion she had been narrowly avoiding for years finally caught her. Everything around her blurred, she wasn't even aware she had formed ice clones of herself. Her copies were as cold as her, while they lacked souls their mirroring of her emotions made up for it.

She could faintly make out the sounds of Kurumu's shouting as her horde of clones descended upon them. She felt numb – weightless, like she was floating in a sea of nothing. Yet at the same time her heart was not with her, like a chain refusing to let her go. Mizore stared into nothingness.

Her world suddenly lit up in colours and sounds. The chirping of birds overhead, the swishing of water and the rustling of leaves reached her ears. Beautiful green plants and clear blue skies lit up her world. The focus of it all a boy who stood in the middle. He had blonde hair with red streaks running through it. He was wearing clothes that seemed ordinary but she could feel something off about them. His warm smile seemed to reignite her world as she gazed longingly, unconsciously reaching out to him.

His face was full of relief, his features were rugged but soft. His hand reached for hers. Their eyes never breaking contact. Her lips parted slightly, "Naruto?" she mumbled softly despite her sucker. Their hands were mere centimetres apart.

As she closed her grip she suddenly found herself back in the real world. A few tears still rolling down her cheeks – hadn't she promised never to cry again?

"Naruto…" her faint whisper was lost, muffled by the cawing of a crow and the raging waves beneath her.

"Mizore!" Tsukune shouted, his hand connected to hers.

'Tsukune?' Mizore added mentally.

'Is Naruto telling me to forget him? To go for what's in front of me? – Tsukune…'

Above him she could make out her own clones approaching them. Below her the violent waves seemed desperate to have her. Taking a moment to calm herself she focused, her clones suddenly lost their ice claws. They seemed to revert back to merely dolls as their storming eyes suddenly drained of emotion. Her dolls became lifeless without her emotions pulling their strings. She could feel a crossed shape piece of metal in her palm that was connected to Tsukune's.

Within seconds a wave of unbridled youki suddenly splashed over them and her dolls shattered into ice. Suddenly she found herself being flung upwards as a feminine arm lifted Tsukune.

As her vision cleared a woman with shapely curves and long white hair seemed to be staring at her in boredom. A familiar black chocker was around her neck but it was missing a familiar rosary.

Mizore's bored gaze met hers. One didn't seem to care, the other couldn't be more bothered.

"So you're calling me out for such simple things now?" the white woman, Moka with her powers released and her other personality questioned. The sight of Tsukune apologising profusely didn't register to her. Although it did tug at her heart slightly.

"I'm not going to thank you." Mizore stated as she consciously relaxed her hands. She couldn't react to the kick that suddenly forced the air out of her lungs and threw her to the ground.

Mizore lay on the ground nursing her stomach with a hands in a fetal position. Her other hand went to her necklace for comfort, to feel only the circular one her mother had given her. Her mother had said it was just a gift – but she knew what her mother had really meant.

'You have to move on Mizore.' She wished she had that necklace with her then.

The last things she saw with her barely open eyes was Tsukune running after her with a concerned look on his face.

'Am I supposed to feel happy Naruto?' Mizore thought before she lost consciousness.

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'That felt real.' Naruto regained his consciousness. Getting back onto his feet he checked his body for any irregularities.

However something else caught his eye, in his peripheral he noticed the seal he had drawn was glowing. Immediately turning to look at his seal better, shock filled his system. It was working, despite having lost part of its original function, it was holding up. Examining the cause with wide eyes and shaky hands he could feel happiness seep into him. Nature chakra had seeped into the seal, using his body as a conduit, and it was powering the seal.

The seal was made to look for storages of his energy – like the one he had put into the necklace he had given Mizore. Instead it had searched for traces of his chakra on living beings.

The hope in his eyes renewed, the edges of his lips tugged upwards.

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Shock and pride filled Kazeshi's mind as he stared at the intricate work laid out before him. The masterpiece had taken the form of an oval as it covered a huge clearing in front of him. The trees around him rustled and swayed to an invisible wind. What really stood out were the three trees that stood within clearly marked out circles. Their roots crawled and criss-crossed over one another in an intricate puzzle. Their crowns shaded the whole masterpiece as they towered, far taller than any other tree within the vicinity. Their trunks were thick and strong, a few meters in diameter. The only odd thing were the green lines that ran down the trunks of the trees toward the roots than to the seal they stood in. The lines were like pathways that pulsed with energy. The outline of the seal glowed a faint green. Nearer the centre a circle of purple surrounded a wooden door. Purple and green lines were sprawled all over the door, they pulsed ever so often – almost like they were alive.

The tell-tale 'poofs' of his grandson's clones dispersing were heard as the clones finished drawing out the last of the seal.

Five years his grandson's clones had harassed him and his wife for their guidance in seals. They barely had time to actually teach Naruto and their daughter other things.

He had harassed them hourly at first, before it slowly dropped to daily by the time the first year had been over. They would train Hitomi and Naruto, with a group of his shadow clones that allowed him to learn at godly speeds. Every once in a while more clones of Naruto would show up from where ever they had been practicing seals to drag either he or Miyuki off.

By the time it got to the second year it was once every few days.

Recently it had went to once a month. So it tugged on his mind when Naruto hadn't come to either him or Miyuki for a few months now.

From what he could see, it looked like the five years of harassment hadn't been for nothing.

"Heck, if he actually pulls this off, then this'd be one thing he's better than me in." Kazeshi admitted under his breath. Beside him Miyuki had an equally stunned reaction as she tried to decipher the seals. Both their jaws were hanging rather limply open as the sheer thought of what was about to happen hit them.

Even the original seal he himself used for dimensional travel was nothing compared to his, while there were a few traces of his seal scattered in the seal even he was baffled.

"Kaa-san, Tou-san, where..ar.." Hitomi joined them, her sentence never finished as her eyes widened. She wasn't as experienced in seals as her parents that much was true, but she could still pick out a few things here and there.

"Kazeshi-sofo, Miyuki-sobo, Hitomi-obachan!" the three turned their heads to see Naruto walking towards them, with a kind of joy in his eyes that Kazeshi and Miyuki hadn't seen in five years. Naruto seemed refreshed; brimming with energy. He didn't even seem tired in the least.

"Naruto, is this what I think it is?" Kazeshi hesitantly questioned, as he struggled to decipher more of the seal that was on the ground.

"Yep!" Naruto turned back to look at the seal, at is pulsed with life energy. Suddenly there was a hand on his shoulder, moving his head left he was met with the gaze of a motherly Miyuki.

"Did you remember to check the limiters on the power output?"

"Yes." Naruto answered, crisply and clearly.

"Did you remember to check the integrity of the power storages?"

"Yes…" Naruto drawled the answer slightly.

"How about safeguards?"

"Yes...…" Miyuki's analytical gaze was starting to affect him.

"What about emergency precautions?"

"Er…ah…" Miyuki's eyes glowed for a brief second as Naruto broke out in cold sweat.

"The..there are barrier seals in place in case something goes wrong, drain seals in case there is on overload and an anti-personnel seal just in case."

Miyuki's gaze bore deeper for a second, Naruto suppressed the urge to wipe off his sweat with shaky hands.

Then it was all over, like Miyuki hadn't just dug her way into his soul with her motherly instincts – ahem, nagging. Naruto could just faintly make out the laughter of Kazeshi in the background.

Steeling his body he put his game face on.

"My seal will create a tunnel through dimensions much like sofu's. However it can also link to multiple dimensions simultaneously." Kazeshi's eyes bulged as he stopped his deciphering of the seal to stare at Naruto. Inflating Naruto's pride in the progress.

"The main difference however is that there will be an outer tunnel, made of nature energy that coats the inner tunnel. I found out a few months ago while experimenting on nature energy that it is capable of co-flowing with other forms of energy." Kazeshi and Miyuki were both stunned, to harness and use nature energy with seals was something that they had deemed impossible centuries ago. It was simply too strong to bend to a seal's direction.

"How di-"

Naruto was a step ahead of them. "Nature energy is too strong for seals to bend its flow towards them. So I grew those three trees with my mokuton (wood) style. Their roots and trunks interlinked with the collector seals. That way the nature energy flows directly into them."

Hitomi was hopelessly lost at this point, her head darted back to and fro her parents and her nephew. Her head was getting slightly dizzy. Just before swirls started to appear in her eyes Miyuki took pity on the poor girl.

"Basically, Naruto's seal will create a dimensional tunnel and protect it with an outer layer of nature energy to prevent disruptions from other energy waves, in this case your leaked energy." Steadying her head with her hands she gave Miyuki a weak smile.

"I'm going to go with my hunch and say that you already prepared to leave." Kazeshi stated as he took in Naruto's appearance.

Naruto had a thigh pouch on both legs over dark blue pants that were just slightly bigger than his legs which reached down to his ankles. He wore a grey long sleeve shirt with blood red rims on top of which he wore a vest with various camouflaged compartments.

Naruto's grin said it all.

"So where will the tunnel lead?" Miyuki questioned.

Naruto tapped his chin with his right index finger. "Since I don't have any marked locations, I'm just going to make it retrace the latest tunnel that opened. 'Straight to Mizore's home.' He added in his mind as he thought of meeting the purple haired girl. 'I hope she's alright.'

Sending out tendrils of his energy to specific locations on the seal he started his masterpiece.

The green lines on the three trees seemed to pulse even brighter. The energy contained within them travelled throughout the seal, spreading itself in the fashion the seals guided them in. The sight itself was breath-taking. Parts of the seal seemed to light up in unfathomable patterns.

A walkway made of energy started to form, from the edge of the seal in front of the family toward the door.

'Show-off.' Kazeshi thought.

While Naruto's ego was indeed inflating, the thought of meeting the shirayukis overwhelmed anything else. More specifically his thoughts of a purple haired girl who had a sucker in her smiling mouth. Her soft looking lips and her pale yet exotic skin. It filled his heart with an indescribably joy; she was but a few moments away.

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Tsukune Aono, just the average school teenager. Funny thing was, where he was he would be the odd one out. Everyone around him was a monster, both the teachers and the students. Due to an unfortunate or fortunate accident he had ended up going to a secret monster school that killed any humans who discovered them.

Like the average person he was, he had freaked out upon discovering what kind of school he was in when he first attended a few months ago. Going into a state of shock where his heart raced and adrenaline flooded his body. Making his actions rash and more tiring. Luckily he had already made a friend by then, by the name of Ayashika Moka.

Moka was a vampire, with a powerful seal that sealed her powers and her vampiric personality. Tsukune had managed to get run over by her on her bike on their first day to school.

Dazed and dizzy she had let her vampiric instincts take over for a second. Thrusting herself forward she had sank her fangs into Tsukune's neck and instantly had become addicted to his human-like blood.

She had been the reason why Tsukune Aono had not left the school, she was still a part of the reason why he had not left the school.

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Another typical day Tsurara thought. Her daughter as off at Youkai Gakuen and her husband was busy at work. The resort she owned had fallen into hard times recently.

Then her train or though was interrupted and it slipped from her fingers, her cup full of tea shattered upon hitting the cold ground. She found herself questioning her sanity as in the exact same place it had been, a dark green frame appeared. A greyish-brown door appeared within it. Taking a tentative step towards it she stared with wide dilated eyes as the door creaked open.

A familiar tanned hand came into view. As the door opened further her body shook. Familiar faces came into view. "N..Naruto?" a smile answered her question.

Another familiar voice rang out. "Don't forgot about me or Miyuki either Tsurara." It was the same playful voice she hadn't heard in five years.

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Mikogami Tenmei, the headmaster of Youkai Gakuen, was currently sitting in his office behind his desk. Normally he would be doing his ever-growing paperwork which threatened to drown him every single day of his existence. Even worse was that he was currently having a less than friendly discussion with Shizuka Nekonome, a member of the faculty of the school.

Shizuka was furiously pointing at a commotion outside his room window, which he was continuously refusing. She grew paler and paler as the events outside progressed, which oddly enough was a huge gathering of students at a stake with a boy bound to it. It was almost as if they weren't in school and rather at some sort execution.

"If we don't do something he really is going to die!" Shizuka almost screamed it out.

The headmaster responded tiredly, never stopping his work. "If he is to die today, then so be it. If not then he will not die." Shizuka could only stare on in disbelief.

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"Students of Youkai Gakuen[1]. Today we shall witness the death of one of our true enemy! Tsukune Aono, is a human!" Keito, a member of the Public Safety Commission of the school announced to the gathered crowd of students. Instantly murmurs started from the crowd, some in outrage others in disbelief. Their school, Youkai Academy, was supposed to be protected by a special barrier which should have made it impossible for humans to get in.

"This filth will be executed in two hours at noon." Keito couldn't help but smirk as she saw the student body start to support Kuyou. She could already feel her master full of pride beaming at her while congratulating her for a job well done. Sparing a look at the boy trapped to the stake the boy's plight only made her that much more excited.

Looking over the faces he had started to accept, to see their faces twisted with hatred and disbelief. It scared him, was he going to die here all alone?

'Maybe Gin-sempai was right…'

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Tsukune Aono and his friends were in the newspaper club room discussing a rather taboo subject in the school.

"The Public Safety Commission is corrupt! We have to tell the students the truth!" Tsukune Aono shouted in the name of justice, albeit a bit naively.

"No, don't be a fool. As your club president I will not let you." Gin aka Ginei Morioka, resident werewolf placed his foot down.

Before anyone else could speak a word the club room door opened.

As every head turned to the door one face paled immediately upon recognition of the intruders. Gin eye's widened in fear as he took a step back. This did not go unnoticed.

"I see you remember me Ginei." Spoke Kuyou, the chief of the Public Safety Commission.

"I have recently gotten reports on all of you and I have to say, I am greatly displeased, not only are you'll running an illegal club but now you are all also disobeying a direct order from the Public Safety commission." Kuyou tsked.

"We're only preaching the trut." Tsukune was cut off as Gin appeared behind him with a hand clamped over his mouth.

"Sorry Kuyou-sama, you see I had already told them to stop but they wouldn't listen." Gin pleaded.

Kuyou's face took on a crueller shade. "Ahh that explains it. However I am here on different business. Tsukune Aono is under arrest under suspicions that he is a human."

Several shouts of outrage came from the other girls in the room.

"That's not possible!" Yukari, a young witch stated.

"Don't spew nonsense!" Kurumu shouted as she set her fiery eyes on Kuyou.

"Hmm?" the snow woman merely questioned despite the widening of her eyes.

Yet what really got to Tsukune was Moka's worried eyes.

Kuyou's smirk almost stretched across the entire stretch of his face as he eyed the scene playing out. "The rest of you here are also to come with us for questioning."

As his subordinates stepped forward to escort his suspects to his headquarters he turned his back as he couldn't help but let some of his twisted excitement fill his eyes.

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"You know, of all the monsters I've ever had the joy of interrogating I must admit that your species hasn't been one of them." Kuyou stated as he looked at the bound girl.

"The fact that you're the silent type only makes this even sweeter." Mizore merely looked into his eyes apathetically.

Kuyou flexed his arm and immediately fires came to life, surrounding them. "I'll ask again. Is Tsukune Aono a human?" Without her sucker the heat seemed to bear down on her. Threatening to burn her into nothing but ashes.

"No." she did not say more than that – it wouldn't have made a difference anyway. A bright blue flame birthed from Kuyou's upturned palm, the shadows it made on his face seemed to darken all the wrong features. Her clam demeanour wasn't broken even when the flame was mere centimetres from her face. Yet she could already feel her body succumbing to the heat. Her world was getting unfocused. The shadows danced behind the kitsune demon, his pointed ears reach the ceiling and the two dark spots on his head seemed highlight the dark and calm emotion within his eyes.

Then the flame suddenly died out, lifting her eyes up, the smirk on Kuyou's face did nothing to appease the fear bubbling up from deep within her.

"I can't have you melting now can I?" His sinister smile seemed to drain the light out of her eyes.

"Don't worry though, I have all the time I want to find the best ways to go about this without making you melt." His hand mockingly slapped Mizore's cheek.

Images flashed through her mind – her mother and her mother were with her in the earlier parts of her life. Happy moments she had shared with Tsukune and his gang. The war of affections she had had with Moka, Yukari and Kurumu for Tsukune's heart. However when the images of a certain blonde friend seemed to linger longer than the rest her heart throbbed.

A scream was ripped out of her throat when searing hot pain suddenly filled her mind. The smell of burnt flesh – her flesh filled her nose. She thrashed about but her bonds held her tight. Two metal cuffs on each hand held her hands to the armrests of the chair. Two metal cuffs on each leg held her legs to the front legs of the chair and several lengths of rope held her back tightly to the chair.

Kuyou dragged his finger agonisingly slowly down her left forearm, tracing patterns on his whims. A line of red flesh followed his finger as blood started to ooze out from parts of her burnt flesh. He went in circles, squares, around her arm and back up.

Taking a step back he admired his fifteen minute art work. Her forearm was burnt badly, exposed parts of her flesh where the skin had burnt off pulsed and twitched.

He seemed to take his time, watching his art. It wasn't just her arm. It was her as a whole. The labored breathing, the agony filled face and the tremors of her body. Purposely taking his time, he made sure the yuki-onna cooled down to a level where she wouldn't melt. Kuyou didn't want to lose his new toy just because he couldn't control the heat – literally.

A twisted glee filled him as he took a metal pin out his pocket and heated it up to the point where it gave off a nice red glow. Soaking in the fear his victim gave off seemed to make him feel alive as she slightly trembled at the sight of the pin he held above her right forearm.

Another scream was ripped out of her as he started to draw fine patterns on her arm with the tip of his pin. A sob that was emerging from her got stuck in her throat as he suddenly pushed the needle in a centimetre and continued drawing patterns. Her flesh giving way easily as it burned and wrinkled.

When he was done with her hand her hand was covered in crude grids.

Let it be known that Kuyou also had a funny sense of humour. "Ever heard of a game call tic-tac-toe?"

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His steps had an extra bounce in them as he walked. Despite the 'near-death' experience he had just experienced at the hand of Tsurara he was fine.

Thinking back he shivered. She had been shocked at first, but then somehow within minutes anger had filled her person as she looked at them barely controlling her actions.

"Do you know what Mizore had…has been going through?" the question had seemed aimed at him more than anyone else.

It had caught him off guard. He hadn't thought about that, being fully fixated on creating a stable dimensional tunnel for the past few years.

Guilt had weighed down on him as he imagine just what Mizore had probably gone through when the last thing she had seen was him being impaled and struck down by debris.

Luckily his grandmother once again showed her wisdom. She had already known what would have happened as she had already prepared to comfort him. A reassuring hand on his shoulder as her eyes conveyed her message had been enough.

His grandparents knew Tsurara's pain. The pain of watching your children suffer. They had let Tsurara vent all her frustrations as her emotions poured out; her tears falling down her cheeks.

The sixteen year old boy stopped midway through his step, raising one of his hands up he felt the snowflake that dangled off his neck in the simple necklace he had made. Blurred images of something that he felt he should know flashed by him.

Naruto shook his head and brushed off the feeling, getting back to his original task.

'So the bus driver comes when I call for him here?' twisting his head left and right he rechecked his location. Noting the hidden pumpkin behind a bush and a crude pole that stood beside it he was pretty sure he was in the right place.

Placing his hand on the pole he channelled some of his youki into the pole. Nothing happened. Looking around nothing changed. The leaves of the trees were swaying gently and a slight breeze brushed his body.

A seal lit up, lifting up his hand he checked. The dimensional interference seal was lit. Someone or something was opening a portal near him.

Suddenly a large yellow monstrosity appeared, down the road, rolling towards him. It stopped in front of him and its 'mouth' opened. The conductor looked at him with glowing eyes.

"So you're the special request from Kazeshi?" his eyes didn't even flicker while he spoke. His mouth barely moved yet his words were clear.

With a sharp dip of his head Naruto boarded the bus.

"Bus Driver, what kind of school is Youkai Gakuen?" Naruto asked the conductor as he sat near the back of the bus. Around him the world passed by in a blur.

"It's a different school. First day?" the driver's glowing eyes reflected off the rear view mirror as Naruto came into his view.

"Yes. Although I'm not exactly there to study." Naruto admitted. His thoughts were rather fixated on a blue haired girl. The world around gave way to a glowing tunnel that seemed to cause of few of his seals to light up. Glancing at his hand he hitched an eyebrow at what he saw. The dimensional interference seal and the dimension tracking seal were active.

"This is one interesting tunnel you've got here Bus Driver." They driver's eyes merely glinted as if in response to his question. The slight widening of the driver's smile the only confirmation he got that the driver understood.

Soon another world came into view, dead trees on one side and a dead ocean on the other separated from him by only a cliff. As he got off the bus he gave the driver one last look. In that moment they both knew that they had developed a form of respect for the other.

'Maybe I should have told Mikogami that someone like him was joining today…' Bus Driver thought as he leaned against his bus with a cigar in between his mouth.

"Meh" he puffed and white smoke escaped from his lips.

On the only visible path Naruto extended his senses and quickly came to several conclusions. One, the 'dead' trees that surrounded him were actually still alive albeit just barely. Secondly there were more beings of significant power here, one had the same amount as the Bus Driver. Thirdly there was a large group of people centralised in one single area.

With a trick he had learned from Miyuki he entered a partial transformation and flew off. Invisible to everything around him.

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"We have thirty more minutes before you die scum." Tsukune lifted his head to meet Keito's. Fear swirling about in his eyes. His whole body felt numb and empty, exhausted from all his futile struggling.

Looking over the sea of faceless faces again nothing had changed. The student body seemed eager to see him die. Sparing another glance at the window that led to the headmaster's office he dropped his head once more. Tears already building up at the corners of his eyes.

Mikogami's window creaked open slightly, as if opened by an invisible force. Shizuka's eyes seemed to widen even further if that was even possible and Mikogami simply put his pen down before turning to face the window a smirk already on his face. The air suddenly shimmered and waved almost like there was a piece of cloth there. Then a figure became visible.

"I take it that you are the headmaster of this school?" Naruto asked, more of a statement than a question.

"Yes I am. I see that my friend has neglected to tell me of some things. You may call me Headmaster." While he sounded fine the barest undertone of annoyance could be felt.

Reaching into his left thigh pouch Naruto withdrew a letter and handed it to the headmaster. Unnoticeable to most Mikogami channelled a minute amount of his youki into the letter. When the seal that proofed it was from Bus Driver sent back a minute amount of youki in response he sent a few more tendrils of his youki into the seal.

It was a special form of communication he and his friend had come up with. They would write a letter but the main points could be summed up and coded into brief pulses of youki.

'Positive-Special'

'Student'

The headmaster set the letter down on his desk. Sparing a quick glance outside his window an ingenious idea formed in his mind as he could literally feel the immense power hidden behind a dam in the blonde. He couldn't tell how much power the blonde held, but he could tell it was nothing to sneeze at – even for him.

"You will be notified of you classes and dorm room later. For now why don't you head down and join the current student gathering by the Public Safety Commission?"

"Sure." The slight sway of his curtains the only sign that the new student had left. Deciding to put his paperwork away for now he turned his chair to face the gathering of the student body. Almost forgetting the presence of the near-hysterical faculty member beside him.

'Maybe I should have told him that revealing his powers and monster form here is against the rules…This will be interesting.' He clasped his hands together as his glowing eyes focused on the scene before him. The smirk never leaving his face.

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He perched at the top of the stake that held the bound boy, invisible to most. He couldn't help but let a tiny frown form on his face as he was reminded of his childhood. Looking up at the clouds his right hand went into his shirt to finger a snowflake.

Something felt very wrong.

Suddenly silence came about as noise immediately died down. Every head in the area turned to face the doors which had been thrown open. His lackeys stood proudly at attention as he walked down the aisle which had just formed for him as the crowd parted. Silence ensued, broken by only the soft pads as he walked toward the elevated stage. In front of him several of his lackeys had just ran ahead all carrying wooden stakes. By the time he had reached the stage there were four stakes set into the ground, spaced evenly around the mass of wood which Tsukune was bound on top off.

A sombre atmosphere seemed to cover the whole area as the student body instinctively knew what those four stakes were for.

Naruto closed his hands around the snowflake, the feeling that something was wrong seemed to amplify as he watched. Trap doors sprung open and the mechanical sound of a machine running could be heard. One by one people were elevated onto the platform.

The first revealed a pink haired girl who was soaked. She seemed to be in pain as what appeared to be sparks sparked off her body occasionally.

Then a slight moan was heard as another trapdoor revealed a blue haired girl who had obvious purple bruises marring her face and her limbs. Parts of her body were swollen and one of her eyes were forced shut by the swells on her head.

A sobbing sound filled the area as the third shorter person was revealed. She didn't look physically harmed but seemed to be in extreme amounts of pain as her facial muscles were contorted and her body tensed to the extremes. In front of her lay the remains of her wand.

When the fourth came a silence, ever quieter than the first took over. It seemed to silence even everyone's thoughts. Purple hair was in disarray, her body sweaty and breathing laboured and shallow. Her right hand was swollen and red, her left disfigured and burnt. Her legs seemed to nothing more than pieces of red flesh stuck to her bones. The worst was her face, her cheeks each bore a single kanji. Her right was marked with '九' and the left '曜'. 'Kuyou' was burnt onto her face.

Her eyes seemed hollow even as her gaze never moved from her front.

Naruto's mind was in hysterics as it endured chaos while his heart started to bleed. His hand around the snowflake froze as his rational mind tried to regain control. His invisibility technique still up only as it was second nature to him.

His eyes started at her legs. It seemed like her calves up to her mid-thighs had been skinned. Her exposed muscles look wrinkled like they had had salt poured onto them. The edges of her skin seemed burnt.

Her arms were, for a lack of a better term, destroyed. The skin on her left arm was dry and cracked in places where parts of her pulsing flesh could be seen. Her right arm looked like it had been partially diced with each piece being marked by either a cross or a circle.

The sight of her would forever implant itself into his memory. Especially the brand on her face. He just felt numb as he perched there. Everything seemed to de-register in his mind. His eyes were wide open and his heart gave slow thunderous beats.

He didn't notice as Kuyou ignited a flame on his open palm. Even when the fire starters were lit he didn't seem to care. The sight of the other three girls shouting for someone to help, for someone to save them and the boy, 'Tsukune', didn't seem matter to his mind as his eyes were trained only on the bound purple haired girl.

He could recognise her, partly from memory and partly from photographs Tsurara had shown him. He could remember the excitement and joy as he finally got here. Yet his perfect day seemed to be impossible now as it flew away quicker than he could even notice.

Suddenly something within him snapped.

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A/N) Would anyone prefer it if I linked the old chapters to the current ones?

What I mean is would anyone prefer it if I did something like this below:

In the previous chapter someone died and someone lived. Now…