I know this is a rather quick and random start to this story, but I can't think of/write it starting in the Narutoverse. I just couldn't, wayyy to cheesy imo. So, here you go.

Act I, New World

Chapter I, Shinobi meets Mage

Makarov Dreyer. Guild master and holder of the Title of Wizard Saint. An elderly man, in his early 60's stared at the back of the young blond teen as he was leaving. He couldn't help but release a sigh that showed his age to any onlookers. It wasn't everyday that Mirajane came bursting through the doors of his guild with Lisanna over her shoulders with Elfman being carried behind her by an unknown blond teen. That was an interesting sight in and of itself.

Thinking back on the past 8 hours, he couldn't help but sigh. It was Mirajane's last S-class mission, one she brought her siblings on for support. One that would backfire quickly, and not in her favor. It was a simple mission. One to exterminate a few raging beasts that were spotted near her home town. Exterminate or drive off, whichever the mage could do would be accepted.

Having learned that the mission went terribly wrong after the notorious Beast arrived and wreaked havoc, even more so when he learned Elfman tried to save his sisters by taking over said beast. He couldn't help but feel his age. But alas, if Elfman didn't try that, his sisters would be dead and himself several feet in the grave. But learning that the blond had just appeared out of thin air before the Elfman turned beast, and stopped his hand from cleaving Lisanna in two with his own body, before taking control of the situation. Well, lets just say Makarov was forever grateful to the unknown blond's interference.

Yet, as soon as the blond had put Elfman on one of the beds, the blond seemingly passed out where he stood, giving him some time to look over the young man. Clad in loose black baggy pants with a matching long sleeved shirt, cuts, tears and dirt and grime all over. A black sash around his waist hanging off to the side with a matching black scarf that covered the entirety of his neck hanging down his back. Coming from under the scarf was a golden chain, holding five detailed golden bars, separated ever so slightly from each other by small gold charms. On the bars, in a language he couldn't understand, was what looked like Kanji. Hanging from his shoulders and sides of his waist were armor plates, which made Makarov question the boy even more in his eyes. On his feet, black tabi with white socks which his loose pants were tucked into. But what stood out the most was his short blond, almost golden, spiky, unkempt hair and faint whisker marks. After moving him to one of the beds to rest, he was even more surprised by his weight.

As he stood over the Strauss siblings while his old friend went to work on them, making sure they were ok, he turned around as he heard the blond shuffle and move. Soon black eyes met blue, Mage met Shinobi. Introducing himself and the three he had saved, he quickly deduced the blond wasn't a threat, and even though he couldn't sense any magic from the blond, he could tell he held power. How much? He wouldn't be able to say unless he got a show of sorts. But quickly understanding his situation, he learned the blond wasn't from this world, or it's counterpart. What seemed like a few minutes was in fact a rather lengthy two hours of talking.

Having just heard the story of his life, Makarov could say he has heard it all. To say he was shocked, well, would be the understatement of the century. That's not a young man. Bringing the rather large mug to his lips again, he downed the rest of his beer. That's a warrior, one who needs hope put back into his eyes.

He stared at the back of the young 15 year old shinobi, couldn't bother to remember exactly what he said after hearing some of his story, as he walked out of his guild's large doors and into town. Taking one last glimpse at the back left shoulder blade of the blond where he placed the guild's symbol, he sighed. Well, I hope this generation can get him to open up more.

Calling for another mug, he couldn't help but glance over to one of his children that had came back to the guild with him. If not for his arrival, Mirajane and Lisanna would be dead and Elfman would be in tears and dead inside for what he would have done. He thought to himself as he calmly drank, ignoring the fight that was starting to break out from the guild's dragon slayer and ice mage. The Beast. Elfman, you've a long road ahead of you if you wish to conquer that takeover.

Bringing the mug to his lips again, he surprised himself when it was already empty. Still. I can't help but thank you Senju Naruto. If not for your unique arrival and help, I would have lost 3 of my children, and for that. He sat the mug down onto the table he was sitting at and stood atop it. His actions stopping the fight that was beginning to take over his guild. Bringing his arm up, his voice boomed throughout the guild. "TO FAIRY TAIL!"

His arm straight up in the signature fairy tail symbol, everyone in the guild joined in, including his grandson. For if there was one thing Fairy Tail mages knew, loved and held most dear, it was that Family and Friends meant everything to them. For that simple action towards my children. I will help you any way I can to get the light to shine in your eyes again.

zOz

What have I gotten my self into? Naruto thought to himself as the doors behind him closed. Itachi, What would you do in this situation? Looking up towards the dark clouds that were moving in, he sighed. He wasn't here to guide him nor for him to lean on, his brother in all but blood. Tou-san, Kaa-san. Natsumi. Stay strong, I will find a way back to you.

Closing his eyes, he brought his head back down and started walking towards the city. Going down the hill, he got a good view of the rather large city and mountains surrounding it. Guess I'll go find a good spot of land in the forests over there. Looking towards the sky, he saw the dark clouds were moving at a rather fast past, already reaching the port of the city. Going to rain soon. With a sigh, he closed his eyes and he continued. I hate the rain. The wind ruffling his wild hair even more.

Finally making it into the main part of the town, he placed his hands in his pockets, he was surprised that no one was looking at him weirdly or strangely. Though what was even more surprising, was that no one in his sight could use chakra or had any for that matter. Gah, this whole situation doesn't make any sense. Where am I? That old man went over it but still. Another dimension, no way.

As he walked, he couldn't help but hear gasps and startled feet quickly shuffling out of the way some few yards in front of him. Pausing for a moment, finger sliding through the ring of his hidden kunai, he felt the ground shake slightly. As the sea of people parted, he glanced forward, seeing everyone making way for teenage red haired girl that was pulling a rather large cart carrying several brief cases full of only kami knows what. Isn't that a little...heavy for her to pull like it's nothing? Only a raised eye brow towards her as he started the trek forwards, he looked at her before noticing the Fairy Tail emblem on her breastplate. Wait...Why is she wearing armor?

Shaking his head, he passed by her not realizing she had stopped, and turned around to look at him as he walked by, enthralled by his apparel. Hmm, he wear's armor as well. Narrowing her eyes, she stared slightly harder trying to decipher him, scaring the people around her even more. What's your story I wonder.

After a few more minutes and finally making it to the park, he looked to the left and saw the rather large trees over the rooftops in the distance. With a sigh of relief and uncaring of his surrounding and observers, he jumped towards the rooftops before taking off towards the forest.

The people around him in the park just sent a glance his way before carrying on, all having the same thoughts. Must be fairy tail again.

It was mildly relaxing. Feeling the wind ruffle his hair as he flew through the city. Ignoring the fact that the wind hand picked up and large drops of rain was starting to fall, his shadow raced against him, slowly gaining the lead as the evening sun was tucked away by the dark clouds. Sending a brief glance down, he saw the civilians quickly start to gather their belongings as they made their way to their houses.

Kicking off of the last roof, he landed on the outskirts of Magnolia, standing before a rather long and giant field of grass separating the town and the forest. I feel the most at home in the forest. I'll make a house out there for now, at least until I find out where exactly I am.

A quick jog brought him to the entrance of the forest, even as the rain had finally started, yet the large treetops gave him some shelter, it wouldn't be long before the leafs gave way to the torrential downpour.

Walking through the forest, he let his thoughts wonder as he thought about what happened, body piratically on auto pilot.

The last thing I remember was running towards the Akatsuki base with Itachi. Ducking, his avoided several branches. Then that weird mask guy shows up in between us with his red eye. The next thing I know, Itachi grabbed onto my arm and I felt my body twisting and turning then I showed up here.

Grabbing his hair, his voice reverberated through the forest. "DAM IT ALL!"

Finally finding a rather flat spot of land, he sighed, scratching his head as he stopped thinking about what happened in the past twelve or so hours. I can worry about that tomorrow. For now, I need to get a good night's rest. Itachi was with me when I blacked out, hell, he has to be in this world. Somewhere.

Taking a moment to recollect his thoughts, the rain making his clothes heavier and waterlogged, he brought his left hand up to the right wrist, channeling some chakra, he caught four sealing tags that appeared from the seal on his wrist.

Utilizing the Shunshin, he quickly appeared towards the corners of the small clearing, placing the small tags on the ground. Once that was done, he clasped his hands together and focused his chakra, creating an invisible barrier which would alert him if someone appeared or went through it.

After that was finished he walked and stood at the entrance of his little clearing. "I really have to find a way to thank Hashirama-jisama for the scrolls he left behind."

Speeding through hand seals, Snake, Rat, Ox, Ram, with his chakra focused, he finished on the Snake, as the storage seals on his forearms lit up for this particular jutsu.

Mokuton: Shichūka no Jutsu(Four pillar House Technique)

From the ground, as it cracked and broke apart, wooden pillars began sprouting from the ground, connecting, interlinking and interlocking. Little by little, a rather large, 2 storey house was formed. With it's tiled roof, Japanese styled frame and over all design, he was pleased.

Hopefully the seals are still placed in it. He thought as he looked over his work. Having used this same house before, time and time again out doing field work, he placed seals inside of it and interlinked the jutsu with seals on his forearms so he wouldn't have to unpack everything every time he needed a house. It's time consuming to put back in the seal, but at least it's a familiar sight in this foreign world.

Quickly walking in from the shoji doors, finally shielded from the thunder, lightning and rain, he closed the shoji doors behind him. Taking a giant whiff of the familiar house, he finally let his guard down. Opening his eyes, he took a look around the large room.

"So the seals held true." Nodding to himself, he continued as he starting walking through his house. "Looks like everything is in order."

Seeing his familiar items, the large couch, lamp and desk. Walking through to his kitchen, everything was there. The plates, utensils, cups and everything else was there. The dining room table, the cloth that would hang over it sealed in the tag laying atop it. Pictures of Konoha, his father, Minato Senju, his grandmother Toka Senju. His mother, Kushina Uzumaki, and his grandfather, Kaito Uzumaki.

Heading towards his bathroom, he began taking off his clothes, leaving a trail behind him as he stripped himself. Down the hall there were even more pictures. Itachi and himself, finally getting promoted to Chunin at the age of 10, then jounin at 11. The rather large party between the Senju and Uchiha when they were both announced and promoted to ANBU captains at the age of 12.

A picture of Naruto, holding his little sister, Natsumi for her 6th birthday. All and all, this house was one where he stored his memories. Life wasn't always long in the shinobi world.

Finally reaching the bathroom, clad in only his boxers and the gold necklace, he walked in. Checking the seals, making sure they still worked, he nodded before activating them with his chakra.

A quick shower to help calm the nerves. He thought as he quickly discarded his boxers and got in, adding more chakra into the seals, heating the water to the perfect temperature. Steam was quickly created and exited through the small vents in the top of the room.

Can't believe I'm in an entirely different dimension. He thought, scrubbing his hair. Magic? Kami, Natsumi would love it here. Dragons? Demons? Guilds? Looking over his shoulder to the dark orange fairy tail symbol on his left shoulder he sighed. I'm grateful to the old man for letting me join until I find a way back home, but still. Looking up, through the one way glass roof above his shower, he sighed as the hot water rolled down his frame. Do I want to go back? Constant war, strife and hatred.

Clinching his fists, he relaxed as the steaming hot water soothed his tense muscles. Thought's for another time. Quickly finishing, he got out, drying himself off with one of the towels hanging from a hook on the wall. Putting it over his shoulders, he quickly left the bathroom.

Heading down the hall, he entered his room, a small smile on his face as he saw his king sized bed. A picture of his family on the nightstand beside it. On the wall, a rather large dresser which he went over to and grabbed a single pair of loose burnt orange sweatpants. Quickly putting them on, he finished drying his hair before tossing the towel in the basket beside his door.

With a heavy sigh, he sat on the edge of his bed, the silk orange sheets giving way to his weight. With just his golden necklace and sweats on, he layed back, legs hanging off his bed.

Staring straight up through the reinforced glass ceiling, he watched as rain was still falling down. I hate the rain. Quickly fixing himself as he crawled up and layed down in the middle of the bed, he placed his hands behind his head as his legs crossed. Sleep, fighting against the last of his energy, had won.

How did I get into this mess? His last thoughts before slumber claimed him.

zOz

The next Morning.

"Ah, Mira-chan. Earlier than expected." Taking the last sip of his coffee, Makarov eyed the young sixteen year old as she tiredly walked through the guild's doors. The creaking of the rather large doors drowned out by the usual barmaids getting everything ready for the busy day ahead of them. "Is it nervousness, or something else I wonder?" Setting his cup down, the short guild master hopped down from the bar stool.

The beautiful white hair of the young teenage girl was tied in a ponytail hanging down her back while 2 long bangs framed her face. Instead of her normal black outfit, she was wearing a rather long red dress, white frills accentuated the dress, which hugged her developing curves in the right places. Over all, it was a shocking change to Makarov and the rest of the workers in the guild. Looking towards Makarov, she was still shaken with the recent events.

"I don't know. I can't even use my magic anymore. Every time I even pull on it, I remember almost losing Lisanna and Elfman to that beast and I stop, almost unconsciously." Slightly tearing up again, she continued, her hands balled into fists at her sides. "I feel like I should've been able to handle that situation better. I shouldn't have brought them with me. Am I even worthy of the title of an S-class mage?"

Feeling a hand on her shoulder, she looked down at the master, using his Giant magic to reach her shoulders. "Don't blame yourself child, it will come back. Maybe seeing our little hero will help with it. Trust in your family and your own judgement. Don't ignore what has happened, learn from this experience and grow stronger." Stretching his old body, he continued, walking past the young white haired teen. "Now, let's go. A little birdie told me where he was staying at. I believe it's time to formally give our thanks for his untimely help."

Nodding her head, she followed him. Slightly wondering about the blond who randomly appeared out of nowhere and had the decency to help a complete stranger out of the goodness of his heart. Anyone else would have pissed themselves and ran with their tail between their legs. Yet, yet this Naruto stood strong and saved us.

With a new found determination, she set off and quickly caught up with the elderly guild master.

With the birds finally getting up and moving, the sun's rays peaked through the trees and the windows before finally settling on his whiskered face. Feeling his face heat up from something, he blinked his eyes open. Wha..What time is it? He thought before flinging the sheets off his form and swinging his legs so they hung off the bed.

Stretching his upper body, he got up and finished his stretches before his head shot towards his door. Narrowing his eyes, a kunai appeared in his right hand from the seal on his wrist. Someone just walked through my barrier.

Ignoring his attire, consisting of his grey sweats and his necklace, he quickly made his way to the front room before he finally heard a knock on the door. Who the hell? As they didn't have chakra, he couldn't sense anyone on the other side of the door all that well.

Hiding the knife behind him, he quickly made his way and opened the door slightly, only to not see anyone. As he was about to close it, he heard a cough before he looked down. "Old man?" Relaxing a little bit, he opened the door fully and saw that white haired girl he apparently saved yesterday.

Though her clothes took a rather drastic change as did the general aura she expelled. It was more gentle than it was prior. Though that can just be because of the situation. Come to think of it, I never even got her name. "Can I help you?"

Taking a quick glance at the young blond's physique, he couldn't help but be impressed, though that quickly changed once he took the scars into account. His body had more scars than it should ever have. Dismissing the massive amount of muscle the blond had compared to the others around his age, the rather large scar from his right pectoral leading down across his chest to his waist was what caught his attention. What the hell have you gone through my boy, it's like a sword was trying to cleave you in half!

Mirajane, however, was caught off guard as the younger blond had opened the door in just his grey sweats, leaving his scarred chest for her eyes to roam over. Bringing her hands to her mouth, she stifled a sharp gasp at the prominent scar running along his chest. Wha- What happened to this guy?

Shaking his head at the greeting, Makarov pushed those thoughts to the side as he couldn't help but internally chuckle. He will fit right in with the rest of my brats. "As much as I would love to discuss the reason were out here in the morning air," He spoke with a knowing grin, "Don't you think it would be better to invite us in first?"

Raising his brow, Naruto closed his eyes and sighed. I haven't even had coffee yet. "Sorry about that." Stepping to the side, his Kunai disappearing into the seal on his wrist before he swung his other arm open, gesturing them to come inside. Closing the door as the two walked in, he walked around them as they started to look around. "Have a seat, I need coffee."

Heading towards his kitchen, he ignored their impressed looks in favor of grabbing the lifeblood that is called coffee. What could they possibly want so early? Have they come to as questions? Using his chakra, he activated the main seal for the kitchen, turning the lights on, and getting the electricity going. Turning around, he placed his hand over the coffee pot as he channeled his chakra to a seal. If only it was instant.

Turning around, he grabbed a cup from the cupboard before placing it below the coffee maker. Leaning back onto the counter, he closed his eyes and crossed his arms. Clearing his mind as he waited for his coffee, he steadied his breathing and summoned on the natural energy of the forest surrounding his temporary home. Something is different. This energy... It's completely different than chakra, yet, it mingles and acts almost the same.

Passing the few minutes it took to make his coffee as he balanced out his chakra, he sighed as it finally beeped and began pouring him a cup. Quickly expelling the natural energy, he grabbed his cup, leaving it plain, preferring it black. Though it was steaming, his hand was used to hotter temperatures as he worked with Itachi, Uchiha of the Blaze. Walking back into the living area of his house, he noticed the two had rather wide eyes as they looked at him in confusion for a moment. Taking a seat across the two, he sat down in the rather large black recliner, placing the coffee cup on the flat wood built atop the armrest.

"Sorry for taking so long." Getting a nod from the two he continued. "Anyway, what is it that you two would like to talk about? I can't seem to find a reason for this visit, if only to ask me even more questions about how I arrived here." He looked across the room, looking into their eyes, searching for their reasons. "So with that, how can I help you two this fine morning?"

Mirajane was still quite shocked at the amount of scars on his chest, still not able to wrap her head around it. He looked even younger than she was, yet here he was, sitting down like a normal person, with more scars than some of the war veterans. She wanted to speak up and ask, but she felt it wasn't her place to ask yet, she barely knew the guy in front of her. Though being his senior, it still wasn't right.

Coughing into his hands, Makarov was the first to speak, Mirajane thankful, as she still couldn't help her eyes as she looked towards the scars. "It's about what happened yesterday." Closing his eyes, he paused for a moment before getting up and standing in front of the young blond. "Truthfully. I can't thank you enough for saving the lives of my children." He bowed to the young blond, not knowing how to give his thanks any other way. Pride? His children were his pride. What good was his pride, if his pride wouldn't be there anymore.

He was shocked, yet before he could say anything, Mirajane got up and joined her master. Bowing at the waist, she spoke, ignoring his protests. "If not for you, I would have lost my little sister and brother to that monster. If not for you, I wouldn't be here right now." Standing straight up, she had tears flowing down her face as she continued. "I can't thank you enough for what you did, even if it was just by chance that you had arrived. Any normal person would have ran away. They would have cowered and probably ended up just like myself and my siblings would have."

By this point Naruto had stood up, shock written over his face. He had never saw this coming. Being in ANBU, he was never thanked for his deeds, never seen, never talked about. It was just, finished. In his eyes, he just did what he thought any good person would have done. Though, his interpretation of good, is different than others.

Moving towards the younger blond, Mirajane continued, ignoring the shock on his face. "Yet you stood strong, observed the situation and determined the outcome almost instantly. You saved Lisanna, subdued Elfman enough for him to pass out, and helped me bring them back to the guild." Reaching Naruto, she smiled as she gave him a hug. "For that, I can't thank you enough. Thank you for saving myself and my siblings."

So shocked was he, that he couldn't even return the hug. "I just did what any normal person would do." He replied as Mirajane released him and moved back to her spot on the couch beside Makarov. "Listen. What I did or didn't do. It doesn't matter, I just did what anyone would have done in that situation that feared for their own life. I reacted." Closing his eyes, Makarov noticed his face got hard for a moment. "The world I come from, you don't have time to sit and calmly access the situation. If you don't react in time you lose your life. If your not strong enough, then your stuck in the past, remembered as just another soldier."

Sitting back down in his chair, taking a big gulp of his coffee, he continued, ignoring the look of shock on the two in front of him. "I don't require thanks or anything of that nature. So don't worry. As long as you three are safe and you learn from this experience, then, really, that's all I could ask for." Honestly, this world was so much different from his own. He could tell just by walking through the streets last night. Peaceful, almost serene. He felt at peace here, yet, his chakra, his nature, it wasn't in his nature for sit still for very long without stretching his limbs.

Her eyes widened as his words reached her ears. She couldn't stop the tears as they flew from her eyes. Her fists balled up on her knees. She was grateful that there was someone out there that cared other than her master and guild. Hearing his words, Makarov couldn't help but smile. A fine addition to the guild indeed.

After what seemed like a few hours, which was only forty or so minutes, Mirajane got up and spoke. "I want to thank you once again Naruto. But, I have to head to the guild and check up on my brother and sister." Heading towards the door, she paused and spoke again. "If there's anything you need, don't hesitate to ask, alright?" With a smile at his nod, she closed the door behind her as she made her way through the rather calm forest, heading back to the Guild.

Silence passed as the door closed. Looking back at the young blond, Makarov couldn't help but smile. At the ripe age of 15, this young man in front of him has seen more than most of his guild ever has, yet, it doesn't seem like it's altered or messed with his head like it would a normal person. He was impressed. He was still going to watch out for his mind though, a teenager, putting his home in the middle of the woods, coming from a world that was in constant war, at least he thought. Yes, he was definitely going to watch over this young child.

"Like she said Naruto. If theres anything you need, Don't hesitate to ask me. I'm more than willing to help out with anything for what you've done." He announced with a smirk, as a wizard saint, he could do many things. He had more money than he knew what to do with.

"I might take you up on that offer old man, or is it master now?" Naruto spoke, finishing his second cup of coffee. "I only have two pairs of clothes and only have enough stock in my home to last another day or so." Looking around, he spoke again. "I don't know what the currency of this world is, but I do know that Gold is usually highly sought after in my old world." Channeling chakra to his wrist, a scroll appeared in his hand.

Leaning forwards, he placed it on the table in front of the couch and himself. Ignoring the raised eyebrow of Makarov, he continued. Rolling out the scroll, he found the Kanji he was looking for. Placing his hand over it, he channeled chakra into it as a puff of smoke appeared.

"Gold." Staring across the small stack of pure gold, he couldn't hold in the laugh that erupted from his lips at the sight of Makarov's face, it was outrageous. "I take it, hahaha, gold is worth a lot here as well?"

Getting up, Makarov placed his hands on the living room table, his eyes shooting from the pyramid of gold to the young blonds as he spoke. "Wh-Where did you get all this?! This is enough to buy that entire mountain range! It's enough to buy Magnolia!"

Chuckled at his antics, he couldn't help but ponder. It's only 6 gold bars. Protecting the fire daimyo has it's perks I suppose. "Eh? Is it really? This was the pay from the last mission I took in my old world. Though it was quite a lot, the giver was quite pleased with the outcome and generously gave me double the rewards."

Applying chakra, he stuffed the gold back into the scroll as he continued speaking. "Well, I need to buy new clothes and things for this house." Crossing his arms and leaning back into the chair as Makarov settled back onto his couch, he continued. "And I suppose I need to buy this plot of land since I kinda built this house on it."

"Speaking of this house," Makarov spoke up, "How in the world did you get a house of this quality built in less than 24 hours?" Looking closely at the blond as he had a smirk on his face.

"It's a secret." Quick and to the point. His bloodline was wanted by all 4 of the other great hidden villages. Best to keep quiet about it until I learn more about this world. "Just know, I didn't build this over night. You remember that scroll just now?" Seeing the small guild master nod, he continued. "Well, it's basically the same concept. Anyway, back to the point. I'll swing by the guild sometime later today."

Getting up from his chair, he stretched his back as he continued. "If you can have someone help me find a clothing store and somewhere I can buy some groceries, it would be much appreciated."

Nodding his head, Makarov joined him as he stretched his own back and headed towards the door. "That won't be a problem. But are you sure you want to stay out here in the woods?"

"I much prefer the peach and quiet of nature to the bustling of a town." Seeing him about to retort, he continued as he scratched his chest. "And don't worry. I'm fine out here. I'm pretty strong."

You have absolutely zero magic, my boy. I've no idea how strong you actually are. "I believe it. To take down The Beast, you have to be strong. When you stop by the guild later, I'll be sure to have a guide ready to take you around town." Turning to walk away, he continued. "Maybe a mission or two for you as well my boy. No need in spending all that gold in one sitting. Hold onto it for now, I'll supply you for these first few months." Knowing the blond was about to retort, he continued, interrupting him. "Think of it as a repayment for saving my children. Give your master this one my boy."

With a smile on his face, Naruto watched as his guild master walked away. He's like tou-san in a way. Taking a look around, he walked back in and closed the door. Giving himself some time to relax and think about the day and his situation. Taking his time he went to the bathroom to wash and clean up for long day ahead.

Finishing up, he grabbed a pen and a notepad from the dining area and looked around his house, making a list of everything he would need to make his living easier, he sighed as it just kept getting longer. If he was stuck here, then he would need to get a few of those jobs, or missions. I can't help but wonder how they pay. Makarov said he'd have some for me to do, I think. After walking around his house a few times, he quickly found everything else he needed. I'll take him up on his offer of money and save mine for now. No telling when I will need it for emergencies.

Taking a seat in his large recliner once again, he settled down and relaxed. It was still only 9 am, if the sun in the sky was anything to go by. Hearing the birds slowly get progressively louder, it couldn't be as late as he would think. I'll need to get a clock as well. Leaning back, he shut his eyes for a moment. It had already been an hour since Makarov had left, he had some time to relax.

Finally getting up, he walked up the stairs to his room. Entering and reaching the bed, he quickly unsealed all the scrolls on his wrists and placed them on his bed. Scratching his head at the amount, he surprises himself sometimes. Reaching for the one with his spare clothes, he opened it as a pair of clothes popped out and landed on the bed. Quickly discarding his sweats, he put on the dark blue leggings, loose and comfy. With a matching dark blue long sleeved v-neck, which let his necklace and the top of his pectorals show. White bands held the sleeves up right below his elbows, as the same tape was put around his right thigh, holding a pouch with several empty scrolls in it.

With a sigh he scratched his head before closing the door to his bedroom. Heading down the stairs, he looked around, only now realizing how dusty it was. I'll need to spend some time cleaning it. Filing that away for later on his To-Do list, he quickly exited his house, locking the door with his chakra, he smirked at hearing the seal 'click'.

Turning around, he smiled as he took to the trees, from branch to branch. Feeling the morning wind rush through his spiky, unkempt hair as he shot towards Magnolia, specifically Fairy Tail. Time to take Master up on that offer.

Chapter 1. Done.

Naruto, arriving in an unknown Fairy Tail world, my own take on it. Don't like it, stop reading.

Naruto Senju and Itachi Uchiha. Are the only 2 Naruto characters I plan on introducing for these first 2 arcs I have drafted. Now, I just need to get motivated and have time to sit and write it out. It's a really good way to relax and relieve yourself from stress.

His past will be revealed as the story goes. For now, Naruto and Itachi are a year younger than Mira and Erza.

Naruto, Senju of the Forest.

Itachi, Uchiha of the Blaze.