Disclaimer: I own neither of the works of Naruto, nor the Hazbin Hotel. Both works are owned respectively by Masashi Kishimoto and Vivienne Medrano. The appearance of Naruto will mostly consist of his look in Boruto but will be around the age of 24. In terms of abilities, his strength and abilities will be a mix of his Shippuden era but will be downsized a bit to make the conflict in this story seem natural.

Chapter 3: New Beginnings

"Kurama!"

Waking up in a startling motion, and a desperate shout as means of calling out his closest friend was met with utter silence as the sound of his scream died out quickly within the room he was currently occupying.

Naruto soon winced as his body was overtaken by an immense feeling of pain coursing through his body. It hurt just to move his neck as he looked to see what the extent of the damage was, and almost took a double-take at the state of his body.

The first gruesome injury that he saw was that the entire front section being covered in self-adherent bangles, alongside his joints wrapped around with medical gauze, especially on his lower legs. He didn't have to touch his face to feel bandages almost covering his face, feeling them crinkle a bit every time he moved a muscle. He touched the side of his skull to feel another layer of adherent bandage wrapped around his cranium feeling a bit of crust from the blood that was already dry. Removing it stung a bit, but having a bloody cloth wrapped around his head was no longer necessary.

The assessment on how his body was physical if he were being treated at the hospital would certainly have been mandated to be bedridden for months on end. This would have been acceptable to most who were of normal origins, but for the biology of a certain Uzumaki, his was far from being normal.

Despite the extensive damage surrounding his entire body, he felt himself start to feel better enough to have the ability to walk, but even then his healing factor was greatly reduced in part by an absent friend.

" Don't think about that right now, just ignore it for now, and first make sure that you're at least somewhere safe." His thoughts keeping him from thinking of unwanted reflection made him aware of his surroundings for the first time.

So to say that he was surprised would have been the understatement of the year as the room that he was currently in looked straight out of a nightmare.

The first obvious clue that made him compare such an image to his quarters was that the entire layout was covered in red wallpaper which has seen better days as there were either peeling off the walls or ripped to pieces. The furniture itself was a different matter altogether that made the back of skin crawl in fear as they all shared odd features that resembled teeth with jagged ends sticking out of cushions, and chairs. The oddest part of their looks was of the eyes placed randomly over the furnishings adding to their creepy appearance as if they were alive, the same could be said about the portraits hanging on the walls that made him feel as though was constantly being watched. Thankfully that wasn't the case once he got a closer look, and saw the pair of eyes spread around and stood in place.

Thankfully the bed he was currently lying on was perfectly normal albeit that was not saying much given the environment he was in.

"Owww…." The moment he managed to get on two feet did his body feel as though it wanted to give out, due to the pain he still felt, but knowing that he had gone through so much worse before, than a simple set of sore limbs. " I need to get out of here" he faintly said as his mind made him see double-vision briefly, but soon subsided. " But I can't leave roaming around half-naked," He said while looking down at his wardrobe that mainly consisted of his medical tape, and a pair of boxers that weren't his own. This made him blush at the thought of somebody seeing him naked without having any sort of recollection. "I must have been in such a sorry state if my clothes didn't make it."

Luckily he was able to spot a clean bathrobe and a set of slippers hanging off the rack of the closet. "It's not much, but I'll have to do for now." With that, he slipped out of the room without a moment's hesitation.

At the front lobby, a buzz of activity could be heard as its occupants consisting of Charlie, Vaggie, Angel, and Cherri were all in a mix about the arrival of a human in Hell.

"What are we gonna do about this?" said Vaggie to her girlfriend, while pacing back, and forth all while thinking about their unconscious guest upstairs. "We can't let word get out that we're harboring a human.

"Why not?" Asked Angel sitting in the back coach next to Cherri while both were enjoying the taste of melting strawberry popsicle. " Is not like having a human here in Hell will be the weirdest thing to happen." Going back to sucking on the ice stick.

Peeved at the spider stripper's nonchalant response over the potential crisis at hand, Vaggie narrowed her eyes in anger. "Because if other demons found out that a human was able to transport himself to Hell, they'll see that as a chance to want to get out themselves. Which is the highest offense a demon could break without incurring the wrath of Lucifer."

So...what? Are you just gonna keep him here at the hotel as a hostage, or are you gonna kill?" Cherri added before returning back to her treat.

"Nonononono!" Charlie as she crossed her arms on her chest to form an x."We are not killing a human! We still don't know who he is, or where he came from, especially how ended up here with all those injuries. No human should be able to survive that type of damage.

"Maybe he's not human, he could be a demon in disguise" Vaggie imputed. " That could at least explain how he was able to survive such a crash."

"I thought so too, but I didn't feel any demonic energy coarsening within, not even a single drop whatsoever. Though that doesn't mean that I wasn't able to detect something else."

This caught many in the lobby by surprise.

"What do you mean by that….? The moth demon asked. "Did you find something else?"

Charlie paused a bit trying to find the right words to describe what she saw. "Well… when we were cleaning up his wounds, I couldn't help but notice his…

"Dick"

"Angel!"

"Whaaat" he exclaimed without a hint of guilt as he was laughing a bit at the princess's gobsmacked face, and Vaggie's very pissed-off look, same could have been about Cherri if said person wasn't also laughing from Angel's remark. " Don't act like you both didn't sneak a peek when you took off his clothes. I saw his briefs in the dirty bin."

"What type were they?"

"Green with frogs on them"

Not wanting to continue hearing this conversation any longer. "Anyways, ignoring all of that. What were you about to say, Charlie? Something about his body."

Still sporting a red face over being reminded of having seen the human appendage, she shook her head to rid herself from thinking about it. "What I saw were his wounds closing as I applied the gauze on his abrasions. At first, I didn't believe what I was seeing, but once I got a bit closer it showed that they were healing quicker than expected.

"Healing?" Vaggie on her part could not fathom such a notion of a regular human being able to survive such a crash landing and then having the ability to self-heal. "Is that even possible?"

"Not to my knowledge. Though the energy that I felt emitting from him was not of demonic origins, but instead felt as though it pertained to the earth itself".

"Earth?"

Throwing her hands up as a gesture of not knowing what that meant. " We'll soon know what we're dealing with once he is able to wake up"

Any further assessment of the situation would be placed on hold as a sinister existence of a powerful overlord soon made his presence known to all those inside the Happy Hotel.

Trying to find an exit seemed at first not that difficult for the blonde, but the more he wandered through the hallways, the more it echoed the same style as his room through much worse as it was a much bigger layout.

The more he wandered the more he realized that the compound that he was in was probably an apartment given the size, and numbered rooms stretching the hallways. Using the elevator would have been the blonde's first choice in getting out, but suddenly decided against it at first glance, due to how the metal contraption looked faulty and ready to give out with the slightest weight added on top of it. So the sage just decided to keep the walls and rely on the stairs instead.

Checking to see what floor he was on, he silently rejoiced in finding out that he was already on the second level. "Finally! I thought I was gonna be wandering all over this place forever." Celebrations had to be cut short as the moment that he got close to the lobby was when he heard a loud commotion stirring around.

Still clinging to the walls, he crept silently until he reached the side of the wall, that the second he peeked over the wall, was when his eyes almost came out bulging out of its sockets.

The one's inhabitant on the first floor was definitely not human, to begin with as all of them were of different sizes, and had odd physical characteristics that made them stand out but still retain some sort of semblance in looking slightly human.

Starting off with the pinkish tall figure sitting on one of the stools next to a female with a single eye talking to a scraggy feline. He saw how tall he was, which if you could estimate the height would probably be around 8 feet, but seeing that it was wearing heels the stature would still range at about 6 to 7 feet. He next noticed the slender build with white fluffy hair with pink details on its fur. The face was layered with eye shadow, and eyeliner under his eyes which were pink, with the left pupilless eye being dark sclera. Naruto also saw a bit of light reflecting from the mouth he took as being a gold tooth, which was normal if it weren't joined by a set of fang-like teeth. Something that must have been a common trait as everyone else had the same type of jagged pearly whites to a certain degree. The rest of the attire consisted of a white suit with pink stripes, a black and pink bow tie, a black choker, pink gloves, a very short black miniskirt, and long black boots reaching the thighs.

The person standing next to the spider was clearly more female than her companion as the clothing she wore proved to be a bit too revealing. A key feature in her looks had to be the heavy mascara eyeball that was colored crimson adorning a pink sclera centered around a large x-shaped pupil. The clothes spoke of her spunky personality as the garments on her back were that of a red off-shoulder crop top with the bra clearing showing, a reddish, torn-up miniskirt with the two buttons on the front with one loose suspender attached at the helm, and ripped up black leggings underneath. The paleness of her skin also helped to highlight her pink freckles as well as a tattoo of a heart with lines circling each other on her right arm. The footwear simply comprised of red and white boots that helped ascend in giving her a height of 6.6 feet.

The one behind the counter seemed to have been practically naked if it weren't for his entire body being covered in dark grey-brown colored hair, overlaid with white fur on his face, torso, feet, and upper arms. His red eyebrows had dark red vertical stripes near the tips and a small black-shaped heart above each brow. The eyes themselves were brown tint with yellow-orange irises. With the majority being untamed, most of it stuck out like feathers that had a mix of red, black, and white stripes. The most distinctive trait that an anthropomorphic cat had was his large red wings with black lines on them with symbols of playing cards marked all over. Other than the top hat he wore with a gold coin decoration, finishing with a red bowtie around his neck.

The next one that made his eyes hurt just by watching was the small sprite who must have been below the 4 feet kept running around the first floor cleaning every imperfection that she could find. Having similar features as the other female cyclops, her one big eye colored in hot pink, and orange sclera with a yellowish iris made up much of her face as it took center stage. Her short, scruffy red-pink hair contained a yellow undertone, the same with her sharp teeth that were also similarly tinted as if they were gold with two pink dots adorning the sides of her mouth. The attire consisted of a dark pink scarf, a white shirt with pink dripping dots along a pink skirt with a pinkish doodle design covered with yellow dots.

The next two were huddled near the fire mantle lost within a deep converse, but whatever the topic about must have been alarming as the female with the long white hair sported a look of worry.

Said female was slim bodied with her skin being of lavender tone. Her facial features seemed odd as her right eye was ivory white with her sclera being a light pink. The left eye was a different matter altogether as it was missing from its socket, and replaced with an eyepatch decorated with a pink x. The clothes themselves were pastel reminiscent of gothic fashion, alongside a white mini-dress with grey x's across her bust, and a matching color waist belt. The theme of grey didn't end there as her fingers were clothes in slate evening gloves and choker. This was greatly contrasted by the person she was talking to.

The woman in question had long blonde hair tied together in a set of two black scrunchies. She sported pale white skin that was ascended by the red dots on her cheeks. The eyes were colored black with the sclera being a light yellow. The garb she wore consisted of a white shirt underneath a frilly red-colored tuxedo jacket, paired with aubergine-colored trousers with stripes at the end of the legs.

"Those two seem to be the more human of the bunch" Having now scoped the bottom floor, it seemed that getting out from the front entrance would not be an option. "I guess I'll wait until nightfall for everyone to be asleep to leave unnoticed."

Deciding to go back to his room, before they had a chance of spotting him the instant he tried to sneak out was interrupted by the presence of a sinister force behind.

"Now who might you be….?" The voice laced with a curious edge in its tone.

Suddenly startled by the unknown assailant that managed to sneak up on him, the young sage took a step so fast that he accidentally tripped over the carpeted floor that made him tumble down the stairs.

If his plan were to escape without being seen, then his crashing entrance down the stairs threw those expectations out the window. The loud commotion caused the hotel's inhabitants to see what was going on and were very surprised at who it was.

"He's finally awake!"

Having landed face-first on the carpeted floor would not have been the finest moment for the Uzumaki whose riddled damaged body could not fathom any further pain afflicted to itself.

"Shit!... That fu..cking smarts!" His outburst caught everyone by surprise, he was able to walk out of his room with the type of injuries he was carrying, but none were more surprised than the feline bartender, and the short maid.

"Is that a fucking human!" Spilling a huge whiff of his drink that missed out on Cherri, but trenching Angel's front coat with whiskey.

"Watch it!... You fucking furball!" trying aimlessly to dap the clothes with a napkin in an attempt to stop it from spreading.

"Who's the dreamboat!" Demon, or not the cycloptic maid could not help herself in ogling the blonde. It was further enhanced as the said blonde was mostly naked, due to the bathrobe being the only thing covering much of his body.

Seeing the human struggling to get back on his, Charlie was instantly on his side putting his arm over her shoulder. Vaggie soon joined her girlfriend in giving a helping hand to guide the injured man to the nearby couch.

Placing him gently on the couch, the heiress looked over his bandages to see his wounds opened up, but was glad that they didn't. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah.. I'll be fine. I just need a minute to catch my breath."

Despite the state that he was currently in, she had to accept it as the wounds seemed to be doing fine. "Either way, you shouldn't be up, and walking in your condition. If you needed any help, you could have used the phone next to the bed to call for service."

Looking at her inquisitively as though he wasn't used to handling tech that looked inhumane, he decided to keep quiet at the remark. He then turned his attention to the other woman who helped him and was a bit taken back by the cautious look she had in her eyes.

Realizing she was being looked at, Vaggie straightened up. "What?"

"You're staring."

"Um, sorry about that. It just is not every day that a human is down here."

"Down here?" he asked as though he wasn't sure what she meant.

"Well…" Trying to find the words in how to break it down gently as possible. "It's just that you're currently in….

"Hell!"

The sudden burst of noise drew all three's attention towards the Red-striped suit demon who interjected himself into the conversation.

"You, my whiskered friend are currently in the down-bellow" While pointing his one-eyed cane at him. "A world of unmistakable torment for the dammest of souls whose very existence rested on the choices they made while living" All while raising his arms to the air to stake his point. "Which brings the question on why are you here….?" Finishing it off by getting too close for comfort for the blonde.

Not knowing how to respond to such a claim, he was thankfully saved by the interjection by the moth demon who was reaching her limit with the presence of scarlet overlord.

"Hey hey!" pushing herself between both men "How about you stand back, and learn not to get into people's personal spaces" Placing herself as a barrier. "Don't think that I still don't trust you, even if you're here giving us a helping hand"

"I mean no disrespect, just wanting to state the obvious onto why a human is here in Hell with the rest of us"

"He won't be able to answer if he too scared to tell us"

"I know he won't be scared of me" The voice was too close for Vaggie's assurance.

The blonde didn't have a chance to move as he felt the right side of his body engulfed with the warm soft feeling of fur, and multiple arms grabbing his back, and front legs with a firm touch.

Turning his head, his eyes met the discolored ones of a sultry smiling spider whose face was so close to his that he felt his soft breath on his lips. It smelled heavily of booze.

The blush on his face was so evident that it made him look like a red cherry on how embarrassed he felt in being so close to a very sensual creature.

"Hi…" was all he could say as the spider kept getting closer to his face.

"Don't be shy, I won't bite" Leaning directly next to his ear. "Much"

"Whoah, Anggie already putting the moves on the poor sob," His one-eyed friend said as she walked over to the blonde, currently trying not to stammer from the attention he was getting. " Maybe, he's not into guys '' Pushing past Charlie to sit on the left of the couch, engulfing his other arm in between her chest.

"Maybe, he's into someone with more womanly assets" To further stake her point, she lowered her shirt down a notch. "What do you think? stud"

"He twitched"

"I didn't!"

"Are you sure about that?" Running his gloved hand over the rim of his bathrobe. "Not bad, probably around 7-8 inches, probably a nine"

"Really? let me have a feel of it."

"Me too!" Nifty's timing couldn't have been more perfect.

Now feeling as if steam was coming out of his ears at all of the teasings he was enduring, that his attempt to bolt out of the coach was thwarted by Angel's grip on his robe. The resulting tearing heard was resounding for the Uzumaki.

Now standing in the middle of the lobby, covered in only his briefs. Naruto felt his entire body stiff up and desperately tried to cover up with what remained of the bathrobe. For the rest of the demons, they all got a front-row view of the sculpted physique of the living human.

"Well, well" resting a hand under his cheek, and admiring the view in front of him "At least you don't skim out in working out, whatcha think Cherri?"

"Tight in all the right places" Not even trying to hide their attempts at ogling the blonde.

The princess of Hell couldn't be spared either as the blush she carried was redder than even the half-naked ninja.

Vaggie on the other hand was annoyed on her girlfriend was acting, but sported a small hue on her cheeks as well if one were to look closely.

Nifty being the poor romantic was panting like a dog in heat at the eye candy in front of her as the hearts popping out her eyes indicated how she felt.

Husker on the other hand has already moved on from caring about what was happening even at the sight of a half-naked human in Hell and instead chose to throw himself in more cheap beer.

Alastor during all of this was still holding his ever-present smile on his face as he looked at the panicky blonde trying to cover himself with rags. But decided that enough of a laugh was already thrown at the blonde's expense.

With a wave of his cane, a dark-red light soon surrounded Naruto's body as he instantly went from barely dressed to fully clothed in a matter of seconds. What he wore now was a far cry from his old black, and orange tracksuit that he always wore. The suit itself was a double-breasted black striped suit tapped off with black, and white tinsley wingtip oxfords. Even his hair wasn't spared from the change as it went from his regular spikey look to a very slick back style.

"How in the world did he do that" Whatever else he may wish to say was interrupted by the deer fiend who managed to once more get too close for his liking.

"Now that's what I will refer to as a man who knows how to make himself presentable, Nothing beats the feeling of having a good set of threads on hand" Placing a hand on his shoulder. "Even if it means clothing the likes such as yourself, Mr…."

"Uzumaki, Naruto Uzumaki" Given a quick look over at his new clothes. "Thanks, I guess for...giving me these clothes"

"Don't mention it, one should always be presentable no matter where he may be" Taking a quick glance at the surroundings of the hotel. "But sometimes exceptions could be made"

Ignoring the last comment he said, he turned his attention to the hotel's owner who seemed a bit out of place in talking to the newcomer.

"Hi there, my name is Naruto Uzumaki" Holding out his hand, which she returned in kind.

"Hi there yourself… I mean hello my name's Charlotte Magne, but you can just call me Charlie, everyone else does"

The rest followed suit in introducing themselves.

"Name's Vaggie" crossing her arms together, while giving him a questioning stare.

"Cherry Bomb, if you ever want a good time you know who to find" pointing at herself with an infectious smile.

"Hi! Am Nifty, anything that you want clean feel free ask, and I mean anything" Staring at him with such an intensity that he could almost feel it.

"Husker, and don't you forget it fuckface, it gives me a headache having to repeat myself" Not even bother to look up, as he was already on his sixth bottle.

He turned to the cane-wielding individual who gave him his new clothes. "Alastor" And that was pretty much all he had to say on who he was.

The last individual to be was the one that got him a bit hot under the collar, by getting behind him and placing his head on his shoulder. "The name's Angel Dust, but for you, you can call me whatever you want."Once more wrapping his arms around his midsection.

"What have I gotten myself into"

End of Chapter 3

Now with that over, I'll start to work soon on the follow-up as well as other stories that are currently in the works.

The next chapter will deal with Naruto's interactions with the cast. And regarding the look that I gave him here, that will change as I have a couple of ideas on what type of clothes he'll wear in some chapters, the same applying to the rest of the characters. Just to keep it fresh.

The harem that will be part of this story is as follows.

Harem

Charlie Magne

Vaggie/Vagatha

Angel Dust

Octavia

Loona

Sallie May

Cherri Bomb

Maybe

Verosika

Mrs Mayberry

Velvet

Nifty