He stood aside with the other captains. Everyone clapped and cheered for them. The ending speech given, and students began to shuffle out, including the captains. He waited for the boss to talk to him.

Sleep. Never could he have imagined at how enchanting and mystical something so simple could be; it was ludicrous. What he yearned for most–for now–was in his fingertips, literally at a drop of a hat. He could fall over onto the cold, hard floor and it would be done. However, a soft bed, and a blanket was too tempting to pass up.

Crowds lined up at tables and grabbed items before they left the room. Ozpin talked to a few students that approached him. He found the only people he recognized–as others were barely memorable–his team began to line up at the tables without him.

Pyrrha found his gaze. He could have left the instant the girl was safe, but he didn't, and now he was here . He had been given a team to lead.

The big boss of this operation placed a hand on his shoulder, "I hope you don't mind if we talk for a little while?" The white-haired man bent down to his level, which was an effort on his part.

"I do, actually," Naruto muttered.

"Oh, care to explain?"

"Super tired. I just want to sleep. I'll do this if you give me a bed,"

A sparkle in his eyes with an easy smile, "You should be careful on making bargains,"

"It's okay," besides, he had dozed off at several points during the ceremony. His new, and unexpected partner had been awakening him.

"A little introduction, if you're uncertain on where you are, this is Beacon, an academy to train huntsmen and huntresses,"

So, it was a school and not a cult. That was a whole lot off his mind. Huntsmen was self-explanatory, they hunt stuff.

"Oh," was his reply. "If you said, 'bed' you will have bought me,"

"We have a bed,"

"I'm all aboard,"

Sleep.

The woman beside him shot a penetrating gaze before speaking. "are you sure that's wise, Mr. Ozpin?"

"Of course," a pause, and another look at him. "You look like you might drop any moment, do you need any medical assistance?"

"No, just a bed,"

A nod, there was a bag in his hand that he hadn't noticed. Ozpin gave it to him. It was another thing to carry, "A change of clothes, I'm sure it will fit you,"

Naruto nodded, "Thanks," It was like he was in water, everything weighed him down. It also leaked into his mind, and made him sluggish.

"Let us go see your team. We wouldn't want to keep them any longer,"

Naruto looked for the exit, students centered around several points in the room. There he saw his team looking at his direction. Their names were already forgotten, nor could he try. A short walk, and they reached them.

"Team NPBW, my apologies for keeping you from your leader. No doubt you're excited to start the year,"

"Not at all, it's fine. And yes, of course Mr. Ozpin,"

"I got this for you," Pyrrha said. There were two bags in her hand, and she held one out for him to grab.

Oh look, yet another thing. He took it from her, "Thanks, I guess,"

Ozpin spoke again, "Tomorrow, before classes, would one of you please lead Mr. Uzumaki to my office?"

"Of course,"

Sleep.

"I wish you all a pleasant evening,"

Naruto hadn't paid attention to who had talked. He followed his team.

The girl with the scar looked at him, "It seems we have to share a room with a boy for the next four years. How lovely," she said sarcastically.

Naruto couldn't remember her name, but it was a complicated one. What came to mind was Rice. The rest of the time was trying to recall their names, like Pie. He felt hungry, but he lost his appetite quickly.

Someone asked him a question about belongings, but he had none. He stood around a little, but he saw no beds, so it wasn't where he was to sleep.

Next thing he knew he was inside of a room. He didn't quite remember when the others had grabbed more bags, slung over their shoulders or being wheeled behind them. There were four beds, and two dressers.

"I call for this one,". Claimed by tossing some bags on the mattress. The other was silent as she claimed one for herself.

"I suppose this is mine, unless you have a preference?" Pyrrha asked.

"It's just a bed," He placed the sword and bags. Sheets, blankets, pillows were stacked on one another.

Crap. He had to make his bed; So, he made it. Then, he looked at his white blanket and the pillow. Inviting, and it spoke to him, making him shiver. It would signal the end of the day. He was here, and what was he to do? Take a shower of course.

He went into the washroom, and looked at himself in the mirror. Rice wasn't lying when she said he looked terrible. Eyes red, dark bags underneath. His face had splotches of dirt, and his clothing singed and torn. It was like he had been rung through the grave, and barely tore his way out.

He climbed into the shower, leaned against the wall, and found one of the knobs to turn. The water fell, and it weighed him down that he could barely stand. Ah, he found the problem; his clothes were still on.

He shrugged them off, and watched the floor of the shower. Dark colors of blood and dirt stained the draining water. He started to clean himself, wiping off the dirt and sweat.

Yet, no matter how hard he scrubbed his hands, it didn't feel clean. The dust clung to him, his skin a paler color than what he used too. He scuffed it red and almost raw when he realized that it wasn't dirty.

"I'm really out of it, aren't I?"

What would the night bring? he thought. Once he finished, he dried himself with a towel that may or may not belong to one of his teammates.

A look inside the bag was clothing. There was even a device. How generous of them. He slipped on the pair of boxers and shirt and he gathered his bundle of clothes. He stepped into the room with a single target in mind.

"Um, there's ladies here!" someone complained, he didn't bother to look at her as he headed straight to his bed and crawled under the covers. "And why do you smell like my shampoo?"

"Awake early?"

"I can ask the same thing," Blake replied. This was a new start, and it would be a better life.

Pyrrha smiled and talked while she combed her hair. "I like the early hours, I've gotten used to it. Besides there's no better time to exercise,"

Blake could see that. Pyrrha was well in shape, and an apparent prodigy. 'The Invincible Girl' That title and all those praises sung came from somewhere.

"What about you?" She asked.

Blake glanced at the book she was reading, and adjusted her hairbow. "I like the morning quiet," She could go without the snores, but solitude had to be let go if she were going to stay here.

Pyrrha gave a nod, and continued her morning ritual. Blake resumed her novel. Pyrrha left after she finished what she had to do.

'The invincible girl. Not entirely what Blake expected, a bit too friendly. Weiss Schnee, The heiress of the despicable Schnee dust company. She was… as Blake expected, if she had to be courteous. Naruto Uzumaki. Nothing to expect. She hadn't seen, nor heard of him before they met yesterday.

Team NPBW. That's what they would be for next four years, starting today. It was a shame that the room was small; if only it were larger.

She felt herself smile, this was what progress felt. If only if it were bigger.

The time passed, and before she knew it, none of the other two had awoken with the approaching start to classes. She was also reminded that Naruto had to meet with the headmaster before it started. He should be woken up, and besides, he would appreciate it.

People looked peaceful in their sleep, but Naruto was the opposite on the spectrum. He tossed around on the bed, a fist tightly wounded on a metal headband. A nightmare perhaps.

She placed a hand on his shoulder to wake him he gave a jolt and his eyes shot open. They gazed in the ceiling for several blinks before it settled on her.

Blake averted her eyes when he sat up from the bed, he was only wearing briefs. And yes, his stomach was muscled. However, she didn't come here to ogle boys.

This was a new step in her life and that was cause enough to be in a good mood. She gave an inkling of smile.

"Good morning, thought I should wake you up,"

"Yeah, thanks," Naruto looked at his feet, his belongings placed haphazardly on the floor. He rubbed his eyes and yawned.

"No problem," Blake smiled. She wondered if he was a Faunus with the whiskers on his cheeks, but she had never seen something like it. "You need to see the headmaster; did you want help?"

"Right, yeah, I no idea where he might be," He picked out the uniform from his bag and started to dress.

"It shouldn't be hard to find him,"

He struggled with how many parts there was to the male uniform. Blake was dressed in the girl's version. It granted a…official feeling to attending Beacon. It wasn't a terrible fashion either. He had put on the entirety of the uniform, save for the tie, in which he frowned.

"You don't know how to do a tie?"

"No, I'm not even going to try," He threw it back into the bag. Instead, he put on the headband. She chuckled.

"Uhm, when do classes start?"

"Nine," They had spare time. Blake had gone back to her book, seeing as he had to get ready.

"Oh," He went quiet, but he said words so quietly spoken that she was not supposed to hear. "What now?"

She tried to ignore him, to respect his privacy. However, it was hard not to look when she heard cloth being ripped apart. Naruto tore his pants with a knife, and on his bed, other items.

"Are those ninja stars?" She asked, surprised at the sight.

"Yep, I should have given something to Pyrrha yesterday," He replied. He had finished his cutting. He wrapped the orange cloth around his blade, and with a spool of wire, did the same thing. The hilt was purple, so it didn't exactly mesh well with orange.

"What happened to your scabbard?"

"No idea, lost it in a fight," Naruto replied. He tied the makeshift item around his pants. "I'm ready."

Ozpin eyes trailed up when the door opened. It revealed the interesting character from yesterday. Dressed in the school uniform without the tie. Naruto's appearance was a huge improvement. the haggard look replaced by clean clothes and a frown.

There was something odd about him, but he couldn't place it.

Behind him, one other familiar person. Blake Belladonna. She had an interesting history. A Faunus, how peculiar that she hid her heritage.

Ozpin took a sip from his mug. "Good morning to you both," They gave their responses. "Blake, you may wait outside if you wish, I doubt we'll be long,"

She nodded, and closed the door as she left. Naruto stood in front, his arms crossed. Ozpin made a motion to sit, and with silent steps, crossed the room to sit on the chair.

"We got lost a couple times," he said plainly.

"Understandable." Ozpin smiled. "It is a large school, I myself get lost in these halls sometimes,"

"Huh," was his response. "What did you want to talk about?"

Right into the matter. "Talk in general. You're looking better than our encounter yesterday,"

"Thanks for that. I really did need some rest,"

Ozpin nodded. "It's also about your acceptance into Beacon," He didn't say anything, so Ozpin took it as an invitation to continue. He always liked this part, the school was a matter of pride to him.

"As you heard yesterday, Beacon Academy trains aspiring huntsman and huntresses into capable warriors that can defend Vale from the Grimm, they are countless. I wanted to extend an invitation to you. Strange yes, as you already went through the initiation and formed into team. So, it would be unfortunate if you denied,"

"Sure," He said. "I did say I would when you gave me a bed," It seemed his answer hadn't change, or he had always wanted to attend. "Can I ask why? I mean, I showed up out of no where,"

Ozpin chuckled, "That you did, but I make sure to extend an invitation to those who may contribute to the protection of others. Despite your state yesterday, I saw your capabilities. That does not include your arrival,"

A part of his blue eyes lit up. "And how exactly did I arrive?"

Ozpin grabbed the scroll that was on his desk. The video was already on the section on Naruto's arrival. There was missing footage, having captured a portion of it. He pressed play and presented it to Naruto. Ozpin had seen the video several times.

The boy's eyes watched the screen. There was a yellow glowing artifact. Large enough to encase a person, there was no uniform shape to it. Particles flowed into the air from the glowing item. It dissolved away, leaving Naruto in the water.

"I was wondering if you can explain that, I've seen many things, and this is one such thing that captures my interest,"

Naruto's eyes furrowed, he sat back and crossed his arms again. "It might…Well, hmm,"

"You don't know?"

"Not exactly, I was kinda out of it," He replied. There was silence before he continued. "Where am I anyway? You said Vale,"

Interesting. "Vale is one of the four kingdoms of Remnant. Beacon Academy is situated near the City of Vale,"

He gave a blank look. "Never heard of it. I mean I shouldn't, because I'm from a different dimension."

Ozpin took a sip from his mug. Hmm… There was no sense of amusement in his eyes, it was still the same. Serious natured, in a way.

"Can you explain how you arrived?"

"I was fighting someone, she could go through dimensions and can force anyone to do the same,"

"That sounds like a powerful ability,"

"Yeah," He pointed towards the scroll. "I don't know about the glowing thing that I came out of, but that technique may have been that,"

Naruto Uzumaki was a name that was not found anywhere. A ghost had walked into the school.

"Another dimension then," Ozpin said. Naruto only nodded. "Are you going to return?"

He looked down at his hands, wrung them together and gave a quiet reply. "I'm stranded. I can't do what she was able to do,"

Naruto's eyes were familiar. It was in most youth around his age. There might be an occasional exception, but he was not a part of those individuals. He was lost on what to do.

"That is all for now, classes will start soon,"

They returned to their room. It took half the time with the small familiarity. Weiss was still asleep on her bed, Pyrrha was no where to be found.

"Is she a late sleeper?" Naruto muttered.

Blake sighed, "It would seem so,"

He dove face first into his pillow. He turned around and gazed at the ceiling.

"I think she's used to a butler waking her up," Blake said. She made her own way toward her bed. "I wouldn't be surprised."

"Really, why?"

"She's the heiress to the Schnee company,"

"Oh," he shrugged. Or tried too, but Naruto didn't seem interested. He leaned on his arms and looked at Blake. "I'm hungry, is there food somewhere?"

She wasn't sure if he was serious or not and it showed. "The cafeteria?"

Apprehension appeared on his face. "You don't have pay with anything, do you?"

"No?" All his questions and doubts made her almost question whether the food was free. "No," She said assuredly.

"You don't seem so sure."

"We're both first years," Blake frowned. She was the wrong person to ask on where everything would be located.

"Right, maybe Rice wants to eat,"

"Rice?" She snickered. "You're calling her that?"

"Yeah, whatever her name is,"

"I like it,"

His lips twitched, like he was going to smile, but it never finished "I'm waking her, Rice, get up, we're hungry."

"I suppose classes aren't long from now either," Blake added.

Weiss groaned, and she turned. Her voice thick with sleep, "Did you have to be so loud?"

"Yes,"

"Ugh," she sat up, her hair a natural mess.

Blake decided to speak. "We're wondering if you wanted something to eat before classes start,"

Weiss yawned, "Can you bring a plate ba–"

"No."

The white, jagged lines that was scribbled on the dark green of the board. Curves and twists, unfamiliar lines and characters that was supposed to form into something comprehensible. Never mind, it was something, gibberish.

The professor, a fat, bearded man never stopped talking. His speech flowed from one sentence to another in a long-winded and dull mess. Naruto had forgotten the last sentence's information because the professor had started another one.

There was a special talent in being boring. It was exhausting, impressive, because everything was new to him.

The professor turned his back to write more on the board. Naruto didn't pay attention whether it was another exploit; his focus was on something else.

A question appeared which made him feel drained, how the hell could he understand their language? He couldn't read what was on the board. The peeks at Pie's notebook offered nothing either.

Yet, he could understand the language. Perfect. Then, he decided, that he'd rather think about something else.

He sighed and listened intently to the teacher. He couldn't remember his name, nor did he want too. Ah, Professor Port as Weiss's hand went up to ask a question.

He opened his own book to take down notes, it would have to be in his own written language. The pen pressed down, and felt all his energy wilt away as he dragged it down.

Naruto closed his eyes. The sounds of pens scratching along the surface of paper, the tippity-tap of fingers drumming on desks, the yawns and sighs; everything felt distant.

Remember these vital points, a cut can cause heavy bleeding, forcing yourself out of fights.

He couldn't recall the names, but the locations were easy enough.

Naruto looked around the classroom, many other students around struggled to listen. Pie and Rice were the only ones who seemed to be paying some attention, as the white-haired girl had been fervently writing since they arrived.

Pyrrha seemed bored, but was still taking notes. This guy's teaching style was just dreadfully uninteresting. Many others were dozing off, and a couple were asleep. He focused on the words of the fat Professor and the stories or the lectures.

"The history of these creatures is relatively unknown; the Grimm possess a trait that no other man or animal possess… That is?"

"Naruto? What is it?"

He blinked, the worst had happened. "I don't know."

"You don't know? But-"

"That's common knowledge," Rice said to him, a frown on her face.

"Not common to me."

"Well then…Weiss?"

"Soul, they lack a soul," Weiss replied. She shot an unimpressed look at him.

An animal lacking a soul, it was something memorable. All things carried a soul back home, all things carried chakra. Now, how was it here? This place was weird.

It wasn't finished either, throughout the rest of the lecture, Naruto couldn't answer any questions that were directed at him. Because of that, he had noticed Rice had been glaring at him the more time passed that turned downright murderous.

There was another memorable thing, a girl in front had drawn a crude drawing of the professor. He didn't understand what the title was, but the blonde beside her had laughed a loud laugh when she noticed it.

Weiss gave a few mutterings of the drawing of how she disapproved of it. Not to mention how she shamelessly picked her nose and balanced the supplies she had. It was funny. His lips twitched.

"At least you're not like that." Weiss muttered.

The professor continued to speak about how a huntsman must act and be.

"...We'll have a demonstration on what are the traits that being a Huntsmen or Huntress requires." Pork mentioned to cage, and something large settled inside it moved against the confines of it's prison.

This woke the class the little. The first hand up, was Weiss herself, of which the Professor gave a smile. "Ah, but I didn't say it was a volunteer position. This one will be a randomly assigned."

It was like he announced the lottery, and Naruto was feeling very unlucky. The black-haired girl with the red highlights seemed to be squirming in his seat in excitement.

"MeMeMeMeMeMe," she whispered repeatedly. Meanwhile the Professor's eyes trailed throughout the room. "Just pick already."

Port's eyes settled on him, "Naruto! I would like you to demonstrate if you wish, you may change into more appropriate clothing. Then you may face your opponent."

What a surprise! He didn't see it coming at all.

"No!" The girl below him said dejectedly. A few others beside her laughed at her.

"Good luck." Pyrrha said beside him, smiling. He avoided looking into the green of her eyes.

The other pair of clothes he had were trashed except his jacket. He might as well do it, because Rice didn't seem so impressed with him.

"I'll stay like this," he decided to take off his jacket of the school uniform.

He reached for Sasuke's sword that was settled under the desk, but decided against it. He looked to Pie. "Can you watch it?"

She blinked, "Sure, but, you're not going to use it?"

He shook his head. Naruto didn't want to look at it right now. He had some kunai in his tool bag either way. He passed by the team before heading down to the professor.

Naruto recalled their attention solely on him, and the painted dummy hung on the stump. He had to get top marks to match his rival. Naruto vaguely recalled wanting to hear the class sing him with praise.

Reality had garnered contrasting results. At least this won't end in the same way. Naruto crossed his arms as he stood in the center of the clearing.

"If you are confident, then by all means," the man said.

He stood by the cage with a large axe weapon. The beast inside was called a Bourbatusk. As the name suggested, and like the aspects of Grimm, it had two large tusks and four red glowing eyes and bonelike armor on its face and body.

"Prepared?" Pork said.

Naruto nodded, and Port released the cage that sealed the beast inside. The door blew open, and the beast centered on him. The Bourbatusk charged him, jumping in the air with it's large tusks.

Naruto realized he wanted this very much. Action was familiar, it was easier, by a lot.

Instincts moved his body. Naruto grabbed a hold of its tusks and in a swift, smooth movement, Naruto swung the Grimm over and slammed it into the floor. The floor cracked from the Grimm's weight.

He brought out a kunai from his bag, and sunk it in the underbelly of the Bourbatusk. Naruto finished it by sweeping his blade across the surface of its soft belly.

It didn't bleed, just like the others. Only light trails of black smoke pored out from its wound. It disintegrated in a slow, sizzling manner. It was unnatural. Like it screamed that this thing wasn't from this world.

Naruto placed his kunai back into his bag and looked at his hands. At least his strength hadn't failed him just yet. There was just…something odd that he couldn't explain or even think about how that was.

"Short, effective, good work." Professor Port replied. He clapped, which the rest of the class followed.

When Naruto went back to his desk, he noticed his teammates look of approval.

"At least physically dependable," Weiss said.