This is now a Harem Story. After a wave of pms and reviews asking for it, I've decided to grant it. It won't be astronomically large, with hundreds of women falling for him instantly. I'm still trying to write a decent story after all.

Thanks for all the reviews by the way! It really made my plane ride interesting, the wifi is always so shitty. Keep coming with the reviews, it keeps me motivated which undoubtedly speeds up this process.

Naruto's Harem is not yet set in stone. If you wish for a certain girl remember to put her in your review and pms!

I tried responding to as many questions as possible. If i didn't get to you, i apologize!


The Second God

Sirzechs feared Naruto more than any man. The Prince of Heaven, the one whose arms created lighting storms. Many connected his likeness to Zeus' own, but Naruto was never as egotistical as Zeus. But Sirzechs wouldn't know if that applied anymore. He'd avoided the now God for years on end, even though they used to be friends. The blond man must have hated him more than anything, after all Sirzechs was the one who plunged the blade into God's weakened heart.

They used to be a sort of rivals, taking the war as permission to go all out against each other over and over again. But they were friends no longer, now just hated enemies. Sirzechs hated that, he wanted to talk to his friend again, but Naruto was so consumed by hatred in that war Sirzechs was afraid to confront his old rival. They both were so different back then, it was almost as if they switched personalities.

"Lord Sirzechs," Grayfia called out. Her face brought him comfort. She never knew Naruto on a personal level, but there was a time where she watched as they battled with smiles on their faces. Then she watched another battle, years later, where there were no smiles. "Lord Azazel is requesting the meeting to be postponed."

Sirzechs imagined Naruto's reaction to that. Naruto and Azazel were supposed friends in Heaven. But God didn't allow Naruto to fall, and Azazel wasn't a care for him. So they were forced to split. Naruto kept telling Sirzechs how Azazel always said 'Tomorrow', and then the next day he would say it again. "Looks like Azazel is still Azazel." Sirzechs smiled, he desired this meeting. A meeting between three friends, split by a war; it would be a great chance to connect with old pals.

Sirzechs grabbed a pen and a piece of paper and carefully wrote in short strokes. Folding it and giving it to Grayfia. "Go and give this to Naruto, and tell my little cutie I miss her for me." Sirzechs said. He hated ordering Grayfia around, he did love her. But she was his servant, and she liked acting like one.

A red symbol sprawled on the floor representing house Gremory, the lights dancing up Grayfia before taking her away. Sirzechs sighed as she left, hoping Naruto had calmed down since war times. Naruto had used to say how he would never kill, but that Naruto had disappeared after his father died. Naruto slayed devils claiming that it was for the greater good. That was not the Naruto he remembered.


"Alright, I wish for three more wishes!"

Naruto's eyes stared blankly. Issei always acted to stupid, it almost reminded Naruto of his dreams. The nights brought visions of a boy running through streets yelling of his desires, pranking and vandalizing. "Do I look like I came from a lamp, Issei?"

Issei grinned and rubbed the back of his neck. Yup, he was exactly like the boy in his dreams. Give him blond hair and an orange jumpsuit and you're good to go. "Well at least I can say I gave it a shot."

Rias' Queen, Akeno brought a plate with two cups filled with tea inside. Naruto didn't particularly enjoy tea, or coffee. But as a sign of goodwill he sipped and nodded in gratitude. "Thank you," Naruto's father never gave him lessons on etiquette, but Michael came instilled with that knowledge, engraving the few manners he could into his brother. Michael was an odd fellow; Naruto loved him dearly, but his overall attitude never failed to send tenseness through Naruto.

Akeno shared with him a smile, fake. Naruto didn't like Rias' peerage very much, other than Issei they were all plastic dolls. Akeno had a mask, Koneko had a mask, Kiba had a mask, and Rias had a mask. They were an anonymous party, none of them knew each other.

"They are quite the babes though." It was a comforting voice. Kurama was a part of his mental state Naruto never understood; at one point he considered it his insanity. But Kurama's voice had been with him since childhood, it was almost as normal as his own thoughts.

Suddenly a red glow spread across the floor, and Naruto knew it all too well. It was the symbol of House Gremory. Naruto manifested a small amount of lighting into his hand, as a reflex. As soon as Naruto saw who it was, it dissipated. "And here comes another."

Naruto rose from his spot. Grayfia was always wary of Naruto when he hanged around Sirzechs, in a way she was always right. "Where is Sirzechs?" Before Grayfia spoke she bowed. "It is good to see you again, my Lord."

"Likewise, now back to the topic." She pushed her milky hands into her pockets and pulled out an envelope, upon it in a red stamp signifying Gremory royalty. Naruto grabbed it, fingers draping across Grayfia's own skin. Naruto always had a soft spot for the woman; some could say he had a crush on her. But stuff like that stayed in the past.

As regal as Naruto could be, he simply didn't care for carefully opening the envelope, opting to rip it apart. Grayfia didn't seem too happy with that, neither did Rias. Naruto felt a bit bad about making a mess, but it didn't matter too much – he'd clean it later.


Dear Naruto,

As nice it would be to get this meeting going as soon as possible, Azazel has requested the date to be pushed back. I have to say it gave me quite the chuckle, it's nice to see he's as much as a procrastinator as you said he was.

I'm not sure the reasons for this, nor do I have the time to get such answers. I apologize but I leave this up to you to decide. I've heard of sightings of Azazel near the town you currently reside, I'm sure you'll be able to find him.

Signed,

Sirzechs of House Gremory


"He's quite friendly for someone who stabbed you in the back."

"We don't know who that was. We can't assume it was Sirzechs."

"Don't lie to yourself. Deep down you know it was him. Everyone knows it."

Naruto sighed and nodded his head to Grayfia. "Tell Sirzechs I shall contact him once I find Azazel." Grayfia nodded and gave a bow. "It was an honour." Then she left in shining lights, off to go to her husband.

Azazel was going to be a harder to find than Naruto wished. When Azazel didn't want to be found, he was practically invisible. But Azazel was the sole reason the meeting. His fallen angels were stepping out of line, even holding up in a church even though abandoned, and even going as far as to attack humans.

"Could Azazel possibly be encouraging this?"

His eyes rested on Rias, then to Issei. Why did the fallen want Issei's sacred gear, and even Asia's? What were they looking for? Why were they trying to gather power? "Are they trying to revive the war?"

Naruto ran a hand through his hair. The entire situation was getting out of control, and Naruto hated that. Political situations had never been Naruto's speciality, he wasn't meant to become a diplomatic leader. Michael had always decided to be the one to deal with all diplomatic situations, but he was too far away.

"Rias," Naruto said. He quickly realized he had interrupted a conversation she was having with Issei about his Sacred Gear and quickly apologized. "I was wondering if those fallen angels said anything that stood out."

Rias tilted her head. Naruto watched as her red hair draped across her shoulder, he never knew why he loved red hair so much. Redheads always aroused him more than any other hair colour. "Heh," Kurama's chuckle echoed through the hallways of his head.

"No, nothing." Naruto clicked his tongue, he had no leads. Azazel was invisible even to Senjutsu users, there was no way he was going to detect Azazel unless by sheer luck.

"Anyway, Twice Critical-"

"It's not Twice Critical." Naruto interrupted. "It's Boosted Gear. Doubles your power every ten seconds, it's my second favourite." Rias had this sudden smile that stunned Naruto for a moment.

"So I was right," Rias looked like she was going to squeal. Finding one of the thirteen Longinus wasn't someone you do daily, the reaction was justified.

Issei was, like always, unnecessarily hyped. "Wait you're telling me if I wait long enough I can be stronger than you?" His finger pointed towards Naruto.

"If one day your body can sustain it, then I see no reason you wouldn't. You'll never defeat me though." Naruto said. He sounded arrogant, but it was true. "I purposefully made all Sacred Gears in such a way that a simple command by me can shut it off, just in case." When his father had tasked him with the design of the Sacred Gears, he explicitly said for it to be able to defeat him. But Naruto found no reason for him to follow those orders, what did he expect him to do if it got in the hands of a serial killer?

"But what if I just double my power every ten seconds of every day?" Naruto had a sudden image of Issei blowing up in a volcano of released power. "You'd probably die from not being able to properly control it."

Issei sunk back in the sofa, probably dejected by his supposed limits. Naruto knew deep down Issei would one day surpass Sirzechs; the Sacred Gear that Issei wore could even make a dog godly. If Issei had only Twice Critical, Naruto really wondered where he'd be.

Naruto sighed; at this point he just wanted to relax. He didn't have portable ramen with him, but he did have some sweets Gabriel had given him. Naruto never enjoyed sweets more than anything else, but it always helped him chill down. He fished his pockets and pulled out an orange lollipop, his favourite colour.

"Hey," The voice was barely audible, but Naruto took note of it. He hadn't noticed the small girl sitting on the other end of the sofa he sat on, she was quite a cute little girl. "Can I have that?" Naruto couldn't refuse her. Even Devils, who were rejected by God, deserved some kindness – especially children.

So Naruto handed over the orange sweet, and watched as she tore off the wrapper. "Thank you," she smiled for a split second, but Naruto saw it.

"She's a Nekoshou." Kurama had said. Nekoshou were supposed to be more in tune with Nature than other species. Naruto felt a certain connection with the little girl; the former Archangel of Nature and Life had become intrigued.

"How old are you?" Naruto asked. She wore cloths meant for the students in High school, but she looked like a middle-school student. "Fifteen,"

"She's yet to mature."

Koneko kept sneaking looks at him, like she was trying to ask him a question but feared doing so. "If you have a question little one, ask away."

"You used to be the Archangel of Nature. Why does nature make people go insane?" Naruto instantly regretted invoking the question. Many people who have tried the ways of Senjutsu became mad with the malice of Nature. But it wasn't Nature that was causing the malice, it was Naruto.

"I was mad for a long time, Koneko. When people tap into Senjutsu, they tap into my emotions as well as Nature. Sometimes they get something they did not bargain for." It took a lot of Naruto to admit his faults. It took Naruto years of meditating to calm his raging emotions, war did that.

Koneko's amber eyes stared into his own, and for the first time in years he felt like he was being judged. "Are you still mad?" She asked, and it was something Naruto asked himself daily. Was he still the same Naruto who murdered ruthlessly in the war? Or was he the Naruto who said he would never kill anyone?

Naruto's absence of a response was all Koneko needed to look away and continue devouring her sweets. Naruto simply sighed until his eyes landed on Akeno's own. Her gaze trailed all the way down to Naruto's tea cup, which he sipped only once. At this point, the tea was bound to be cold, but Naruto still picked it up and drank it. He looked back up towards Akeno, and smiled to see her lit up again. It tasted terrible, but he didn't flinch. His entire vacation had been summed up with one drink.

"My brother talks about you a lot." Rias had said. Naruto couldn't imagine Sirzechs speaking about him at dinner meetings with his family; it was like trying to envision a new colour. "Really? What does Sirzechs say about me?" Naruto expected slandering, insults and trash talk.

"He told me how outgoing and obnoxious you were, and how every day you would grow twice your strength. He told me how naïve and idiotic you were, and how you would switch that around in an instant once you two fought. He always told me to find someone like you, because then you knew you found a great friend." Then she smiled, and Naruto couldn't keep looking at her.


Rias woke up the morning after, clutching her giant Charmander plush doll to her breasts. It was the only way she could sleep in the nights, if it wasn't Akeno sleeping with her it had to be one of her giant plush dolls.

Her talk with the God was interesting. After she began speaking of her brother, he refused to talk anymore and left soon after. Rias felt like an idiot, she was supposed to be the heir of house Gremory and she couldn't even talk neutrally without pissing people off.

On her walk to school, she didn't even bat an eye at the people gawking at her. But she did overhear some interesting rumours. "I heard got fired!" Rias held no attachment to the teacher; he was one of the least interesting of any teacher. All he did was go to class and teach with a disinterested expression. He had to have been the worst homeroom teacher she could've got. "I heard the replacement teacher is super dreamy~"

"Aww, why couldn't I have History this semester?"

Rias was intrigued, silently hoping he was actually as dreamy as they said he was. She was already running late as it was so she sped up her legs, she didn't even bother to go to her locker – she had no problem holding all her stuff.

She opened the door and stepped into the class. Her eyes fell on the man, who had blond hair, blue eyes and a pair of what she could only assume was fake glasses. He was dreamy, literally. She imagined him with twenty angelic wings behind him, and all of a sudden she felt faint. He looked normal enough, but she'd be lying if she said she didn't take note of his chiselled jawline and alluring wavy blond hair.

"It's nice to see you could make it Ms. Gremory."


I've decided each chapter will be 2500 words a piece. Makes it more manageable for me to write a decent story and plot it out properly.

Next chapter the story's pace speeds up a bit.

By the way I still do not have a Beta! If you want to help with the story and get input into it Pm me!

Written in English (Canadian)

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