Hello guys and girls, and welcome to another story.

A lot of things have happened since my last post and not all were good, sadly.

But I don't was bore you with my problems; let me give you some insight on this story.

This story was thought up by my great friend Jojo the Shadow a few days ago, so BIG SHOUT OUT to him!

The Naruto here is going to be the ten tails and he's commonly seen as a demon, and for good reason too; his abilities are still somewhat based on normal ninja abilities but they still far exceed what any human can do. The tailed beasts (you know, one to nine) are all demons. They are not simply conscious, chaotic chakra but they are demons split from Naruto. Later on in the story, you'll all find out that Naruto is not a demon or a god, but something much older and way more powerful. Naruto's daughter in the Narutoverse is Reiven and there will still be another Raven in the Teen Titans universe that Naruto is not aware of.

More on that later.

He has complete disregard for human life and sees humans as disgusting flesh bags, even though he does technically use a human form most of the time and his daughter is half human. The daughter Naruto raised, Reiven, is going to be stronger than Raven because she has fully merged with the nine tails (the demon) and she has reconciled with herself that her father is also the Lord of the Underworld, making her less unhinged and less limited by her emotions. Naruto is almost, but not completely, like Trigon in this story. Find out how when you give it a read ;)

Fair warning; this Naruto is not like canon Naruto. If you've been reading my stories then you'll come to expect it. Don't read if that's too unforgivable.

I don't want to spoil the rest of the story for you, my dear readers, so I'll stop here.

I DO NOT OWN NARUTO

Enjoy…

CHAPTER 1

If you want to know how far you've gone in life and you want to know what else was left to do before death could finally be accepted, then look to the one that brought you to where you were presently, the one you venerated and adored more than any other person in the world, even if he or she was not a person in the world, and measure up to him or her.

There was always someone to look up to, whether you know it or not.

Always.

And for Reiven Uzumaki it was her father.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOO

A girl with a short black hime cut hair carefully sat down on the lush grass of training ground 10 and crossed her legs and placed her palms together and forming the ram hand seal as she closed her dark purple eyes and calmly breathed out. The girl was wearing black shorts that were above her mid-thighs and dark purple ninja grade tights with a sleeveless black shirt over her torso and a long sleeved mesh armour underneath her shirt, and a dark green jounin uniform over them. Over her torso and spread out neatly about her was a dark purple with black flamed haori, given to her by her father when she had graduated from the academy and something she treasured most of all. Her weapon of choice, a midnight black katana with a red hilt, a weapon that smoked eternally with the tormented souls of those that had met its blade in battle, laid haphazardly at her right side beside her forehead protector. She could undoubtedly described as a girl with delicate beauty and a sort of fluid yet rigid grace about her, with her heart shaped face and her mostly emotionless demeanour.

The gentle wind rustled her hair slightly and Reiven swallowed deeply and forced her heart to calm down when a whiff of a warm fire flowed past her nose, accompanied by the soothing smell of pork ramen and green tea. She closed her eyes and her hands trembled imperceptivity as she fought to focus on meditating, on calming down her frayed emotions after that mornings encounter with the shamelessly brash dog boy, Kiba Inuzuka, and the infuriatingly stubborn weapons girl, Tenten. Kiba had, once again, ambushed her and demanded a date, like it was his right, and Tenten had demanded yet another spar, after losing disastrously and mercilessly against the Uzumaki.

That day, she felt like they were more adamant than other days. Those were the things her frazzled nerves were telling her.

Suddenly, when her limbs had reached the peak of shuddering at the homely smells only she could perceive and she would succumb to her emotional turmoil, Reiven stopped shaking.

Her lips turned down into a small frown when she heard playful snickering and the familiar sound of tea being sipped. "When will you listen to me, Reiven?" he began and the girl refused to open her eyes, to acknowledge the person sitting before her in his Spirit form even with the quickest of glances. "When will you slaughter these filthy creatures like you were created to?"

"Leave me alone," she whispered and the polite chuckle turned into a deep laugh that resonated deep in Reiven's dark soul. One that brought back fond memories. "You're not here. You're not real."

He hummed pleasantly and her body stiffened when she felt her small nose being flicked light-heartedly. "Open your eyes, kid."

"No." she whispered, fearing that if she did, then he would convince her to, once again, become his herald of death and destruction.

"I said…" he said in a gentle tone, ghosting his right hand over her left cheek before he growled and his touch left her yearning skin. "Open your eyes."

Her shoulders sagged in defeat. She could never find the courage to go against his orders, not since after she had sealed him back into the underworld at the climax of the Fourth Great Shinobi War. It was like when she was younger; he gave her 'love' and kindness, enough to make her happy but at the same time he ruled over the house with a firm hand, never beating her but still finding a way to forcefully lower her defences. He was a nice man and a great father, though his soul crushing methods of training her led to her merging with the nine tails and almost causing the end of the world.

She sighed and opened her compound, amethyst eyes. The training ground had changed; the formerly lush green grass was now a darker shade of green, swaying stiffly as warm breeze swept through. The sky was blood red, with puffy black clouds floating high in the sky and shading the burning red sun, one that burned so bright it had her squint before it drastically reduced its brightness as it noticed her discomfort. The trees of the training ground were still more or less the same, except with the leaves were a darker shade of green and the bark was dark, almost charred, black. She could even see the buildings and houses of the village far away from the training ground and dark birds flying here and there, but she knew that she wasn't really in Konoha anymore but in the Yomi dimension.

Her assumption was proved all too correct as she saw the person sitting before her.

Her father, Naruto no Jyuubi.

Naruto looked to be in his mid-thirties, with his red hair falling down neatly down his head to the base of his skull; two prominent bangs went lower and passed his chin slightly. He had a healthy tan that contrasted his birth daughters grey skin strangely and he had jovial blue eyes, glinting orbs that made Reiven scoff, a defensive mechanism she created after the war to hide her own happiness. The ten tails was currently in his human form; he sat down with his legs crossed, like Reiven, but even still she knew he was exactly six foot, two inches in height with deceptively average muscles under his formal, black with red pinstriped suit and suit pants, having a black shirt underneath his open suit and a red tie securely around his neck, red gloves on his hands and a dark aura permeating from his body. On his feet were polished black shoes and on his head was a black wide brimmed hat, an accessory that made people all the more hesitant to go near him, especially when they learnt that he wasn't a ninja and had never been a ninja.

Quite frankly, he looked like a Yakuza.

On top of his pinstriped suit was a similar haori to his daughter; except that his black with dark red flames while hers was dark purple with black flames. The haori fluttered and bubbled behind him, creating dark images of ten tails waving hypnotically behind him.

The man cocked an eyebrow and regarded her with a critical eye, saying. "I didn't know grey could ever be a skin colour." The girl rolled her eyes and dropped her hands to her knees. "You should go out more, hang out with those 'precious' friends of yours-"

"I can't 'hang out' with them because finding out that I'm your portal is always a conversation killer." She snapped, her jaw tightened and her eyes hardened as the man's head snapped back as he laughed merrily.

"Oh stop being so dramatic, Rei. Hahahaha~"

"This isn't funny." She growled. "You were terraforming the planet and planning to eat it! Using your own child as a portal! I mean, who does that?!" he held his stomach and cackled. She didn't want to come to terms with the fact that she was the one pushing her friends away. The man presently laughing before her knew this all too well, although he had not been watching over her like when she was younger he still knew his daughter. "Stop laughing, damn it!"

"Most of it was just for fun, you know." He wheezed, wiping a stray tear from his right eye and humming pleasantly. "In my defence, I thought you hated the world and wouldn't mind if I devour it. What's the harm in eating the world you hated?"

Reiven threw her hands in the air in exasperation. "Oh my-" she stopped herself in time as she saw his smile tighten. "I can't believe you."

He idly scratched his cheek. "I would have thought that the first time of reuniting in months after the war would have been more…what's the word…magical." Her stink eye only made him close his eyes and titter. "If those putrid mortals disgust you so much then why did you make that long winded, exhausting speech about them being 'precious' to you?"

Her anger at him gradually went down and her arms slumped over her thigh. She looked down. "You won't understand."

This time, it was the man that rolled his eyes, poking her forehead with his index finger so she could look at him again. "I've been married to your mother, a whirlwind of emotions and mood swings, for ten wonderful years. Try me." he said with a little smirk. The girls lips screwed down in distaste at his offhanded comment on her dead mother, his dead wife, and she silently stared at him, unyielding of her reason she didn't want to assist her father to destroy the planet. Naruto grumbled and sat back. "Fine. How about you tell me what's got you so riled up?"

She pursed her lips for a moment, before exhaling tiredly. Before the fourth war and the reveal that it had been the civilian father of Konoha's best seal mistress that had been the one behind the other wars, all so as to entertain him and 'season' the planet with blood so it would 'taste' better, Naruto had been an excellent, albeit strict, father to the girl. He was her rock, her support when her isolation got progressively worse. She saw him as her idol, the one she always looked up to. He loved her, in his own twisted way, so she couldn't really stay mad at him; even as he had been the reason she was mostly isolated after the war by her friends. Naruto was the first person she had. "My control over my emotions have been frayed lately." He hummed and nodded for her to continue, his eyebrows furrowed inventively and his expression neutral. "I feel like I'm being watched." She noticed the look on his face and added. "Not by you. Someone…hostile or, better yet, dark."

"It could be any of those mortals. They must still be salty over the 'big reveal'?" he said with a teasing grin, waving his hands before his face and sniggering. "Humans do tend to hold grudges over trivial things like death and torture." He scoffed at her annoyed look, seemingly knowing that he would once again bring up how little he cared about people. "Primitive little beasts, aren't they Rei?"

She cleared her throat and continued, like he had not just insulted all of human kind as well as her human half. "I used my senses to get a full grasp on the person and he feels a lot like you-"

"Again, not me; I could always eat another planet. You won't believe how many planets I've eaten these past few months." He licked his lips in satisfaction and patted his stomach.

"…Anyway…" she said, looking at him with deep suspicion, still confused on the issue of how his full power worked and how he could 'eat' planets. "The person feels like you but a hundred times more watered down, even at less than half of your power."

Naruto permit himself to feel pride at her words; despite his weakened state after Hagoromo Otsutsuki had divided his power up into nine tailed beasts and sealed his body into the underworld, he was still fully capable of burning away the seal he used to escape, just like with Rei's seal, and he was still impossibly powerful at less than ten percent. He tipped his wide brimmed hat back, showing his curiously squinted compound, blue eyes. The massive irises he shared with his daughter, albeit both father and daughter's eyes were coloured differently. "A demon?" she nodded and he got to his feet. "I'll look into it."

She graced him with a hesitant smile and he beamed at her, ruffling her hair playfully and throwing her mind back to when she was still a child. "Thank you…papa."

"Don't worry about it, kid." he looked at the sun and grunted. "The Shinigami has been ducking me since last Thursday; probably can't meet up with the death quota with this ridiculous peace time those humans are deceiving yourselves with." He stuck out his tongue in irritation. "Peace time or not, that brat is going to cough up those souls or I'm docking his salary." He held down his hand and the girl gratefully took it, huffing as he helped her to her feet.

"You'll be fine."

He winked at her. "I know." He turned around, the ten mythical tails waving ethereally behind him fluttered out of sight and the environment gradually returned back to normal as he walked towards the village. The clouds turned back to white and the sky went back to its peaceful blue hue, the grass became softer and a healthier shade of green and the smell of ramen and tea permeating in the air was replaced by the scent of grass. His body slowly faded into nothing, echoing. "I'll contact you when I've got something. Have fun with Konohamaru." He turned his head and tipped his hat down to shade his eyes before he disappeared.

She blinked when his last words registered in her mind. "Wait, Konohama-"

"Reiven-sensei!"

The girl hopped back as the boy slammed into the ground, seemingly out of the sky, and her left hand shot out to catch his face before he could barrel into her. "Hey, hey, hey, stop." she bit, pushing him away and stepping aside as he tried to tackle her again, slapping the back of his head with the back of her left hand as he passed her so the thirteen year old boy toppled onto the ground with a wince. "What happened?" she spied Ebisu and the boys two teammates emerge from the general area her father had disappeared, though in the Yomi dimension, and the other younger teens were panting tiredly, grasping their knees and fighting to get air back into their lungs. Ebisu approached and warily skirted around the smoky katana lying on the ground about six feet away from the sole wielder. He nodded his greeting to the younger jounin. "What's going on, Ebisu?"

"My students were thinking of testing themselves against you, Lady Reiven."

Reiven crossed her arms. "Then why is he so excited?" she said, looking down at the dazed boy at her feet with a wan smile. It certainly wasn't the first time the Sandaime's son had wanted a spar against her.

Konohamaru leaped back to his feet and beamed up at his role model with stars sparkling in his dark brown eyes. "We've finally got a technique that'll definitely win against you."

She looked down at him, having to lean back slightly, with an amused smirk. "If you're thinking of using my Sexy jutsu against me then its going to fail like the last twenty nine times you tried." A level nine fuinjutsu master she might be but a trait she shared on a deep level with her mother, as her ten tails always said to her when he found hentai manga hidden around their house, was that Reiven was an unrepentant, closet pervert. Thankfully she never learnt under Jiraiya and as such she hated peeping and peepers in general, only limiting herself to the Sannin's famous books, hentai manga and, if she was feeling particularly special, visual porn, though not in the last few years.

It frustrated her father to no end how she would rush through fuinjutsu lessons with him so as to run to the bookstore, find a warm section of the reading area and avidly read about a topic Naruto was less than happy to discuss. His aversion to speaking about it to his daughter might be why she was so stir crazy about it.

Maybe.

As far as sexual advances went, Reiven was almost immune to them, more so than any other female in her generation. Some thought that she was just that cool; the truth was…she had seen and heard much, much worse. Naruto, Konohamaru and her former teammates, Sasuke and Sakura, were the only ones that knew of her perverted nature and that she was the creator of the high A rank jutsu, Ninja art: Foxy Demoness technique. A technique that was so dangerous that Tsunade and Kakashi, when they were Kage, kept the jutsu under the Secret technique folder in their office.

Konohamaru's face reddened embarrassingly and he stumbled back at the cocky smirk from the sixteen year old jounin. "I-I-I'm not gonna use that technique again. We've got an even better one that isn't perverted!"

"Alright," she raised her hands and walked backwards, her haori rustled in the light wind as she did so. She stopped and kept her hands at her side, hidden from view under the purple with black flamed cloak so only her purple tights and her ninja sandals showed. "Come on."

Udon, the snot nosed teen that was always red faced before the undeniably beautiful girl, sniffed deeply and his bugger wobbled precariously. "Aren't you going to use your sword?" he muttered, pointing nervously at the evil katana. As if in response the weapon expelled a harmless cloud of black from its red handle and it floated into the sky.

"It's best if I don't use that against allies."

Ebisu eagerly nodded in agreement. "Yes, it is not safe."

Udon was adamant. "Why not?" he wanted so much to impress her that he wanted her to go all out against them while they did the same, not knowing the full meaning of 'going all out' concerning the half demon daughter of the mysterious ten tailed beast. Sadly, the only known time she used up to eighty percent of her power was against Sasuke and a hundred percent was against her father at the peak of the war. The former was largely successful in subduing the angsty Uchiha and the latter did not succeed all that much against the demon. The world was fast asleep during her and Sasuke's brawl and the precarious trio were far away in the safety of the village when she was battling the demon.

A large drop of sweat grew on the side of her head and she kept her face professionally neutral, not sure how she would explain to the insistent boy how going all out on three genin, in her case, could possibly tear the planet in half. Moegi stepped close to Konohamaru and jutted out her chest, making the dark teen close her eyes and laugh subtly at her display of dominance; for some reason, the girl had declared Reiven as her rival-in-love, for the affections of the young Sarutobi, something Konohamaru was oblivious of. Fighting over the heart of the starry eyed boy was among the last things she wanted to use her free time on. Moegi placed a delicate hand on her chest and gently cleared her throat, hacking into Konohamaru's ear when he didn't turn to look at her. "Reiven can't, or shouldn't, use her sword because it kills anyone that it touches, besides her, of course."

'A simple yet half correct way of putting it.' the seal mistress thought with another small laugh. "Sure…" she raised her right shin and blocked a quick punch from the leader of the gang, shifting the raised limb to the right with outwardly sluggish speed to block three other subsequent blows and snapping the same leg to her immediate right to clink against a raised kunai from Moegi, bending slightly her knee it smacked into Udon's forehead.

All three genin, and Ebisu, gaped as the girl used only one leg to hold all three of them away, not even lifting her arms or moving her other foot.

Reiven twirled on the tips of her left leg and blew all three of the genin away with a massive gust of wind. She kept the right leg raised, her knees bent at a ninety degree angle and rolling her ankle experimentally as she tilted her head to the side, curiously watching as the three ninjas flipped to their feet and circled around her, standing in a triangle with her at the centre. Reiven stopped rolling her ankle and pulled her foot back so that it hovered over her inner left knee, in a classic ballerinas pose, and patiently waited for the three to come at her again.

She blinked and the late Sandaime's grandson bolted at him, bounding with three quick steps and led with a punch to her neck, she deftly smacked the side of her right foot against his face, hopped a foot off the ground as udon whizzed under her with a sliding kick to get her off her feet and stepped on his hands when they came up to grab her ankle, spinning on her toes again and smashing her foot flat on the side of the other girls face. Udon grumbled and got his feet under him, still stuck in place with her foot holding his hands down, and flipped back with his feet honing for her shoulder. Reiven hastily ducked the attack, her movements leaving afterimages in her place, and her right leg stayed straight before her. She bashed her head into the boys stomach and leaped up, twirling in the air and slamming her foot in his stomach.

Udon gasped at the speedy dual attacks and bounced on his back like a stone, giving the jounin space to hop back onto her left foot and drive her heel into Konohamaru's cranium when he made to tackle her again. He hit the ground and exploded into a cloud of chakra smoke.

"A shadow clone?" Her right leg hovered over the ground, not really touching the ground. Her sense blared at her and she squinted as an explosive tag detonated under her, where the shadow clone had just been dispelled.

Thooooooooom!

Rocks and black smoke swirled around the half demon and coughed once, mildly surprised by the explosion but pretty much unscathed at how low powered it was. The chakra in the air and the dense smoke lowered visibility and her senses, though she could still hear the light thump of feet skittering outside the blast zone despite the rocks still falling down and the vibrations humming through the ground. She dropped her right leg on the ground and exhaled from her nose, casting away most of the thick smoke with heavy blasts of wind.

"Let's try five percent." She murmured, deciding to humour the kids by not going too easy on them. They still weren't able to overpower her with that level anyway.

Reiven held up her hands, palms flat and faintly resembling the Gentle Fist style of the Hyuuga clan. Her palms did not glow with chakra or hum with power, but as she thrust her palm into the path of an incoming kunai, shattering the solid iron ninja weapon and grabbing three shards with her right hand, out of the air in a blaze of afterimages, placing them in her fingers. She spun around and drove the base of her wrist into Udon's forehead, poked his forehead again with her middle and pointer finger of her free hand and threw the three metal shards at Moegi. The girl squealed and flipped to her right, in Konohamaru's path. Both genin clashed against each other and the jutsu the boy intended to use, a simple fireball jutsu, was whizzed harmlessly over the teen jounin.

Udon shook the cobwebs from his head and ducked another palm strike for his forehead, driving his head squarely into the older teen's side in a suicidal head butt that made Reiven cough. She clenched her teeth and bashed her left elbow into the back of his head, crashing his head into the ground with a deep thud and breathing out to calm herself down. Udon burst into chakra smoke, in his place was a wooden log. She kicked the log up and dextrously spun in the air, using her right leg to kick the log away from her in the general direction of Konohamaru, just as he activated the smoke bomb hidden on the log.

"Gah! My eyes!"

"Konohamaru!" Moegi screamed from her hiding spot inside a thick shrub where she was trying to revive Udon from the jounin's last blow on the back of his head. Reiven smirked; she made sure it wasn't strong enough to give him a concussion, allowing him to sleep until the whole spar was finished. Sleeping with a concussion was dangerous, especially for a child that had just started his ninja career a year ago. She bent onto her right knee and felt the ground with her right hand as if she was looking for something; she hummed and smashed her fist into the ground. A spire of clayey earth rose from the ground and hit the girl's chest, taking her out of commission. Reiven got to her feet in one smooth motion and turned around to the last remaining member of the genin team.

"Aaaarrgghhh!" the Sandaime's son, his face covered in soot and his clothes also splotched with soot, ran blindly at her, wildly swinging his arms in a last ditch effort at getting a tag. Reiven returned her left hand into the dark confines of her purple haori and caught the boy by his neck before he could reach her, sweeping him off his feet and releasing her grip on his neck so he dropped onto the ground. "Ooof."

He made to get up but she placed her right foot on his abdomen, effectively holding him down and looking at him with a mildly impressed smirk. "Blinding my senses with chakra smoke and black smoke was, admittedly, smart of you three, but you always forget," she tapped her ear with her right pointer finger and then the side of her temple. "My ears are sharp and my mind is sharper."

The same degrading words her father used on her when she was eight and still training under him to enter the academy. She gave the boy a hand and helped him back to his feet, snorting as his head lowered in shame.

"Go and wake up your friends. Maybe next time you'll have a chance." He mutely peered up at her with fire in his eyes. She nodded to Ebisu, who was frantically waving smelling salts under Moegi and Udon's noses to wake them up and disappeared in a swirl of leaves. The sword of Tainted Souls also went up in a small swirl of leaves. She was now in the mood for a proper spar.

Hopefully Tenten was still in the mood for a spar.

As the weapons mistress finally located her 'Eternal Rival' she was overjoyed to hear Reiven agree for an all-out battle. Although, the half demon still wouldn't go all out against anyone less than Madara Uchiha, Kaguya Otsutsuki and, of course, the ten tailed beast, complete or not, who was her birth father. Naruto was still able to shatter planets when he lost all nine of his tails, he was certainly the only person Reiven would begin a match at her total best.

The spar would also let off some tension from being watched by the still unknown stalker.

Speaking of which…

OOOOOOOOOOOOOO

10:56PM

The Hokage's Monument

The Uzumaki Cottage, now called the Jyu-Uzumaki Cottage

Konohagakure no Sato

Fire country

No human could possibly comprehend the true history of the elemental nations and how deeply entrenched in it Naruto was.

There was kami, a being Naruto had found wondering on the wasteland that used to be the elemental nations when he first touched down from the sky, intending to do his job, and his pleasure, of devouring the desolate planet, which was only a few hundred years old, in his ten tailed form, a shroud of power that made it easier to swallow planets. He decided against it and, against his nature, reorganized the atmosphere, bestowing kami with the heavens while he oversaw the underworld.

That meant Naruto was not only the ten tails but also the god of the underworld, Yami, and as such he had complete dominion over those residing in the dark. The first entity to come to mind was the Shinigami.

As he had only played the continent for his own amusement, salting and peppering the earth with blood and lost souls so as to better 'garnish' the earth before he swallowed it, something that was not new to him as he had been pulling strings in a few other thousand worlds before, during and after the elemental nations, he didn't anticipate impregnating Kushina and raising a child. The intention to wolf down the planet was still there, make no mistake, and this was further encouraged when Reiven showed signs of not holding any ties to the world though he felt, for the first time since his birth from Mother Void, pity when his broken, battered and subdued daughter pleaded for him not to destroy the planet, only because it was his flesh and blood begging him.

Now the planet was under his protection. Managing its underworld the best he could for who knows how long, probably until Reiven got tired of her 'precious' people, then Naruto would gladly gulp the earth and move, with his daughter, onto the next planet. Most likely her adamant cries of having 'precious people' was simply a phase and she would get over it sooner or later.

For now he had to deal with the after effects of the pitiful Peace time the world had fallen into after the villages and countries united under the banner of the Alliance to beat him.

The ten tailed beast, in his human form and wearing the same Yakuza styled clothes as he always did and reclining on a branch with his right ankle crossed over his left knee grunted sourly as he heard the pitiful excuses the Shinigami was rattling off in his ear. Naruto tipped his wide brimmed hat down and he switched his midnight black phone from his left hand to his right, muttering. "Death-"

"The humans are brewing for another war, I can smell it, but…but it will come in a few decades-"

"Death-" Naruto bit, his senses spread out and suppressed as he kept a close watch on the general environment of his family house, the Jyu-Uzumaki cottage, albeit he hadn't lived in the house since the past two years and he was keeping up the guise that he had been sealed away into the underworld by his daughter. The thought made him scoff; no one but his two siblings, also born from Mother Void, could match him and since he was the middle born he was sure he could overpower his kid sister, his older brother was another, more complicated case altogether. Thankfully, he was on good terms with his brother and sister. He grumbled as the god of death, the Shinigami, squeaked on about how he was expecting a big haul of souls from an upcoming gang war in the Fire country capital. "Kid-" the god fumbled with his words and began counting the years of loyally serving the ten tails. Weeping that Naruto shouldn't lay him off like the red head had done with the deity overseeing the barrier between mortals and immortals; the goddess had been slacking off and the humans began forming jutsu and abilities that passed the realms normal humans should ever pass, making it somewhat annoying, though enjoyable, to beat them into a pulp during the war. He had stripped the lady of most of power and relegated her to a less important function as one of Jashin's battle maidens. The currently humanoid Shinigami blubbered and cried for Naruto to have mercy on him. Naruto closed his eyes and snarled. "Shut. Up."

The result was immediate.

The ten tails exhaled a small puff of thick white air from his nose and gently said. "I understand where you're coming from, Shinigami."

"Yes, sir, thank you, sir-"

"I wasn't done." Naruto snapped and the person on the other line shut his mouth tightly. "Whatever souls you have with you are to be processed, judged and sent to their respective afterlives, that was the declaration I made…how many years ago…?" he could feel the death god perspire nervously as he too couldn't remember how long ago the ten tails had made the law. Souls, whether in the afterlife or not, always added a sweet yet tangy flavour to the planets he ate; it was better to keep the souls from evaporating into nothing by preserving them in the afterlife until he wanted to consume them. The closest comparison, yet still the furthest, to the taste of worlds was fine wine; the older the better. He spoke when the Shinigami muttered that he didn't know. "Whatever…my point is, we have been under this agreement for billions of years, kid, whether it's on this messy planet or the other pathetic planets. You harvest the souls of the dead and process them, an easy job if I do say so myself. Simple and straightforward," he switched his leg by crossing his left ankle over his right knee and rolling his stiff shoulders in discomfort at the rigid tree he was propped up against. "Death is universal and I have worked with you for almost as long as those fleshy creatures began popping up on worlds I was to eat. I can't fire you but I can dock your salary and increase your quota, would you like that, death?"

"No, sir."

"I know you have a few souls on you presently." He smirked darkly when he heard the death god gulp with terror at being found out by his boss. "Submit them to my secretary and have them processed or else I will make your job a whole lot worse for you."

"…Right away, sir."

"Good." Naruto clicked the red call button to cut the call and was about to tuck his phone into his inner breast pocket before it buzzed. Without looking he clicked the green call button and said. "New phone, who's this?" his eyes brightened when he heard the familiar, soft voice of the first being he encountered walking on the elemental nations all those years ago. "Ah, Kami. Is there a problem?" he flicked his left fingernails with his thumb, even as his eyes did not see them, and doing a quick scan of the environment again with his powers. He frowned when he felt a shadowy figure bolt from out of nowhere and stealthily move towards where his daughter was currently watching a Snow soap opera with her closest female friends, namely Sakura Haruno, Ino Yamanaka, Tenten Higuarashi, Shizune Kato, Tsunade Senju, Sabaku no Temari, Samui and Ayame Ichikraku. They were all gushing over the 'manliness' of the lead male and his 'it's complicated' relationship with his ex-wife, at least most of them were; Reiven and Tsunade were muttering questions that had the other girls mocking them for not knowing what it really meant to love. Naruto's mind was brought back to what the goddess was talking to him about on the phone.

"Lord Naruto, did you hear what I said?"

"Yeah. Thing is, it was one time thing. Don't think too deep into it."

"Don't I at least get an apology, even a small one, for that thing you pulled with the fourth war?" she whispered shyly, holding the handheld device with both of her hands and hissing for her attendants to stop giggling at her bashfulness. "I mean…I know you're a busy guy…b-but…can't you spare me just a few more minutes? I promise I'll make it quick."

"You weren't able to beat me in our last five Shogi matches and I doubt you will now." The demon muttered as he got to his feet, bending his knees and carefully tracking the steadily treading blur of darkness with his glowing blue eyes.

The woman groaned. She didn't want to sound demanding, mainly because Naruto was the one that had given her some power. "I've gotten in a lot of practise and I've devised a few sure fire strategies that'll win against you." Naruto did not answer for a moment, preoccupied with dropping down to the ground and landing without so much as a sound. "Lord Naruto? Are you still there?"

"I'll have to get back to you." He clicked the red call button before the goddess could begin to gripe, cutting her off. His body seamlessly dissolved into mist and this black mist seeped into the ground and vanished completely.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

The creature of darkness silently trudged on the ground with the skill of a trained ninja, not having the chakra to be sensed but smart enough to suppress his body temperature by scarcely breathing. The two katana on his back, crossed in an 'X', did not glint off the waning moon in the sky and his full mask slowly peaked out from the side of the building. He pulled out a camera and began taking pictures of the women distractedly watching the soap opera, somewhat trusting the level nine seal masters security seals to keep away any intruders, hence why their defences were lowered.

Click…click-click-click-click…click…click…

His camera shuttered mutely with each snap shot, capturing his target, the dark haired, blue eyed half demon daughter of the god of the underworld, who was technically not a god but the Demon Lord. He looked down with his one good eye at the pictures he had taken, humming approvingly at the clarity. The seals around the house prevented anyone with substantial chakra, that is, a shinobi of any rank, from entering, but with the man's almost non-existent chakra he took four more pictures of the sixteen year old girl and stashed his camera away into a satchel on his left side. The condition that had been given to him by the one that sent him in order to attain demonic powers and an alliance with his sender was that he was to venture through a prepared rift in space/time into another dimension and find a way to get some DNA from the person called Reiven Uzumaki.

And, if possible, kidnap her.

The ninjas of the village were highly trained, though highly relaxed with the continued peace time. It allowed him a few weeks of surveillance.

His target had somehow sensed his presence, no doubt because of her demonic heritage, making it tricky to gain entry and steal samples from her at her increased insecurity.

Tonight was his chance. He looked at the cobblestone walls of the parlour side of the house, his calculating eyes caught solid footholds leading to the roof and then into the chimney. He placed his hand on the wall and clambered up. He flipped silently onto the roof, his feet barely making a single sound, and was about to bound to the wide chimney, unused since last winter, but screeched to a stop when he saw a dark figure waiting there for him, his shoulder leaning on the chimney with his arms crossed and looking up into the night sky with his wide brimmed hat tilted back enough to show his neutral lips and his calm, massive blue iris eyes.

Slade's hands shot up to his shoulders to unsheathe his blades but faltered when the man, who wore clothes resembling a Yakuza boss he once worked under in Japan, held up his right pointer finger over his lips and glared lightly at him. "Shhh, shhh, shhh, shhh, shhhhhh…" the masked assassin swallowed as the man's neutral expression wavered to irritated and then back to expressionless. Slade slowly removed his blades from over his shoulder, only making a tiny grating sound as the lethally sharp weapons were unsheathed, and dropped his hands to his sides. The man pushed off the chimney and stood up straight, stuffing his hands into his pants pockets and studying Slade with bright, blue eyes that swirled like whirlpools. "You're…not from around her…are you…?" he trailed off and Slade met his gaze, unafraid. The man felt his danger senses screaming at him to activate the portal to take him back to his home dimension, but he stood his ground, only tightening his grip on the split dual katana. The man inhaled deeply with his eyes closed, taking in a massive gulp of air through his nose and exhaling it as a small puff of steam from his nose. This time the man took a hesitant step back. "You smell awfully familiar, stranger…" he opened his eyes and the right corner of his lips crawled up into a terrifying, toothy smirk, tilting his head to the side and chuckling evilly. "Is that…wait, I know this…is that…Trigon I smell…?"

Slade stepped back again, inching close to the edge of the roof. He raised his swords up in a strong defensive position. The hatted man had not moved from his position, not a single inch, but Slade could feel his presence everywhere. In the air, on the roof he was standing on and on the ground.

The controlled amount of insanity and chaos ebbing in horrible waves of darkness was enough to make the seasoned assassin drop onto one knee in pain, stubbornly holding his sword and hissing for air as the world squeeze his airways.

Trigon could not compare to this inhuman creature before him. Trigon had also warned him about encountering this very entity during his trips to and from his universe. He panted desperately as killer intent alone gripped his mind and body like a constrictor. A pair of black polished shoes entered his eyes from out of nowhere and the old entity's voice resonated through his head violently, speaking in a deep, sanity quaking voice.

"I do not appreciate people spying on my child," Slade grunted and his other knee slammed onto the ground under the invisible weight. "Especially not if it unnerves her." His swords shattered into pieces, unable to withstand the strain anymore. "I would have ignored your presence if you went after any other putrid person; I would have cared less." Now that Reiven was in what Naruto called her 'Precious People Phase' Naruto could not deliberately make her sad by devouring the planet she loved so much, only after she was over the phase would he gladly and happily munch the earth. He had many functions as the god, or Demon Lord, of the underworld, enough to distract him from watching entrance and exit to and from other dimensions.

Naruto had purposely allowed Trigon, one of his lowest subordinates from his present domain, flee and take over a universe as his domain, not caring much as long as Trigon stayed well away from Naruto and respected his business.

The demon had broken this unspoken treaty when he returned to Naruto's domain three years after Kushina had given birth to their first daughter and collected a sample of baby Reiven's DNA when he had been off 'on a business trip', leaving Reiven in the care of his sleepy little sister. The worse thing was that when Naruto had gotten wind of it and tracked Trigon he was forcefully repelled by a hastily raised barrier that primarily used a trace of his chakra. He had been waiting for the thieving rat to reappear again so Naruto could rip him limb from limb, set his body on fire, piss on the fire and feed his festering corpse to his hell hounds.

There was a line that should never be crossed, and for Naruto, that line was his daughter.

The only thing keeping Slade from being digested by the manically blood thirsty was ensuring the women in the house and the people of the village did not sense him.

There was a grisly crack as the mercenaries left clavicle snapped. "Let's take this conversation to my office." He grabbed Slade by the top of his head to rip off his mask, only so he could see the terror swimming in the putrid mortal's eyes. He snarled viciously as his fingers made contact and his blue eyes rippled dangerously when a barrier erected between them. Ten white octopus tentacles exploded out of Naruto's back and sides and fought to wrap around the red barrier.

His eyes were not human anymore.

The blue compound eyes of the god of the underworld spun madly in their sockets and swirled towards the centre before it changed drastically. His eyes changed to midnight black with sky blue concentric circles winding out from the centre with a single, fiery blue dot in the middle. The ten tails rinnegan of the demon lord glowed powerfully and crushed the barrier around Slade, not caring as black steam billowed high in the sky from his tentacles as the barrier burnt them. There was a mighty crack as the tentacles caved in the barrier on Slade, only making it look like a warped hourglass with a panting mortal inside.

The mercenary removed a black rune from his pocket with his good arm and rubbed the rune with his thumb.

Black smoke curled out from the side of his bared teeth and he roared when the scorching red barrier blinked out of existence, and with it Slade.

Reiven was the first to respond when she heard her father roar with unfiltered rage right above her head. Scampering out of the house and all but flying up to the roof, only to get a quick sight of her father before he went up in a column of blue flames. From the little she saw, he was glaring at the ground, no tails or rinnegan in sight and not a trace of chakra in the air.

"What…the…hell…?"

Authors note

So…how was it?

For a few days now I've been suffering writers block concerning my immediate last updated story The Pit and the fact I haven't been able to sit by my computer for a little while, long enough to write anything. My friend Jojo gave me this idea and I took it up because I've got some free time to write now and the prospect of writing about a Ten Tailed Naruto was too good to resist.

Ok! Back to the story. We've got a Naruto that eats planets and has his fingers dipped in the wars of millions of other planets. Yes, he is sadistic and has consumed much better worlds than the elemental nations (which is just one big continent, thus a world) but his soft spot is his kid. He put his plans on hold when she was much younger but then started up again when he thought she hated the world.

She won't mind if he ate it.

Needless to say, she did mind. She sealed him away to the underworld, like Hagoromo once did, and Naruto escaped as easily as he did back then because…of something you'll find out in the next chapter ;)

Let me know what you think of this first chapter, would you so kindly. Stay safe wherever you are in the world and I will see you when I see you.

Foy.