I stared out over the battlefield. There were no chakra signatures left besides my own, even Kurama was gone, giving up his life to save mine. I didn't even try to sweep the snowy white locks out of my face as my dead blue eyes roamed over my friends bodies. With a flick of my finger, I fed nearby flames and the bodies began to burn.

I had nothing left, except to keep my strength up, in hopes of finding at least one survivor amongst the Elemental Nations. For months I train relentlessly, barely eating, barely sleeping. I randomly started working on a seal. I don't know why, didn't know what it would do, and at this point didn't care.

After six months of relentless work, it was finished. I gathered his massive amounts of Chakra and channeled it into the seal. One of the nodes sparked, but I paid it no mind, even as the entire world imploded. I just stared with dead blue eyes.

I groaned as his eyes slid open. I was in an alley, wearing my usual war torn, bloodstained clothes. I sat up and leaned against the wall. I was thin, and my hair was matted, dirty. my face was so filthy it hid my whisker marks. my chakra was low, I was dehydrated, starving, and a chill was beginning to set in. Yet I was so weak I couldn't move. All those months I spent training myself into unconsciousness would be for nothing if I died.

"....He...lp." my voice was raspy, and barely had volume. Yet I could hear heels snapping sharply against the pavement.

"Plea...se HE..lp me"

The sound was right by the entrance to the alley, and had paused briefly.

  "Help...please.." Clearing my throat was painful, but it allowed me to speak clearer.

The sound resumed, but got closer, faster. "Oh my god, Honey hold on. Here I have some water in my purse. Oh! Here's some crackers I had with lunch. Easy, there."

I shakily grabbed the water and sipped it, knowing that chugging it would just cause me to puke it back up. I also nibbled on a few crackers, and the person waited patiently.

"Thank you..."

"Just call me Ranka."

"N-" I coughed. A shiver wracked My frame. "Naruto."

"How on earth did this happen to you?"

I went to answer, but I found himself falling unconscious. However, a tear managed to slip down my face, clearing a thin path down my dirt smeared face.

Ranka sighed. It'd be hard to carry this kid in heels, but he couldn't leave him there.

I opened my eyes, becoming aware of a soft surface, and warmth blanketing me. I sat up, and my limbs were so shaky, I fell when I tried to stand. I heard approaching footsteps, and judging by the sound they were barefoot.

"You're up. Dad isn't  home yet, but he should be home soon." A girl with a hairstyle so close to Hinata's it made my heart ache walked over to my slumped form. I eventually stood. I bowed, and almost lost my balance again.  I was caught by the girl. I just stayed like that. my eyes were dull, not a spark of my old self to be seen.

"You okay? I'm Haruhi by the way. You can stay with us as long as you like. You look like you could use a home."

Home.

Suddenly, I lost the remaining strength in my legs, and I collapsed, pulling a surprised Haruhi with me. I clenched her shirt, my head buried into her shoulder as sobs wracked my frame.

"Dead. Everyone is dead. Because I couldn't Protect them. No one left, my entire village. WHY WERE ALL OF THE VILLAGES DESTROYED!!? Sasuke, Sakura, Kakashi-sensei, Yamato-taichou, Sai, Ino, Choji, Shikamaru, Tsunade-baachan, Gaara, Hinata, Kiba, Shino, Iruka-nii, Kono, Moegi, Udon, Ol' Man Ichiraku, Ayame-chan. Samui, Karui, Omoi, Bee, A, C, Darui, Kotetsu, Izumo-" The list when on, and for an hour, I said the names of every single Shinobi He knew. Continuing even after my voice gave out.

Haruhi was shocked. I could feel it emanating from her. But she rubbed my back soothingly. "Hey, let's get you cleaned up, ok? Then we can eat, and we can talk, okay?"

I nodded, and allowed her to lead me to the bathroom, where I stripped and climbed into the shower. The warm water was something I hadn't felt in months.  I sighed as the suddenly therapeutic like water pounded my skin. I grabbed some nearby body soap and scrubbed myself red, suddenly wanting to get rid of the filth. I washed my hair feverishly, until it was a snowy white. I found some concealer in the cabinet, and used it to hide my birthmarks. I wrapped a towel securely around my waist and stepped out of the bathroom.

"Haruhi-chan?" 

"Are you done Naruto-senpai? I washed your clothes for you, and mended them as best I could, though that is one strange vest. I also polished that metal plate band thing with that squiggle on it."

I walked through the kitchen to get to the bedroom. Haruhi stared. I knew I wasn't bad looking, and was considered rather hot, but that apparently wasn't what caught her attention. It was The numerous scars, and he felt her gaze linger on the one where it looked like I had been punched through the chest. The Chidori scar. Then she noticed the dark entwining shadow that originated from my lower back, and bled into a flaming fire. I only noticed that myself while stepping out of the shower. 

When I stretched, I felt my muscles ripple in a way that made the strange Mark move, as though a phoenix was spreading it's wings. To our amazement, The mark changed, splitting apart and entwining their way across my body. There were nine parts, and they looked like tails. I, quickly dressed, deciding to leave the jonin vest behind. 

"Haruhi-chan, I'm finished getting dressed."

"Good, food is ready just in time then. Now, come eat, you need to regain your strength." Her voice was calm, But brokered no argument. I sat down, picked up some chopsticks, not knowing what exactly that weird mini four-pronged fork was doing on the table, until Haruhi picked one up and ate with it. Weird. The food was good, though, and I soon finished it. I then sipped some water to settle the sudden intake of food.

"So What village is this?" I asked.

"Well, we are more a town than a village. This is Bunkyo, Tokyo."

"I've never heard of Tokyo. Is it in the Elemental Nations?"

"No. This is Japan, a small country not far from Asia."

Iwas confused. How did- what was Asia? And Japan? Then I thought back to the seal I made.

"Don't tell me.... I made a dimension seal on instinct?"

Haruhi looked confused. I sighed.

"I'm Uzumaki Naruto, I'm from Konoha, In the Elemental Nations. I was the Kyuubi jinchuriki, The strongest Shinobi the Leaf had, Until the Leaf fell, as did Iwa, Kumo, Taki, Kiri, Suna. In a moment, I lost everything."

Haruhi nodded in understanding. "And now you're in a new place you know nothing about. Well, I guess there is no helping it. I guess I'll have to teach you everything before school starts. If you try hard enough, you might be able to get into the same school as me. I'm going to Ouran Academy next year, The highest class school in the country."

I nodded, eager to learn.

Two months later I knew just as much as Haruhi, and we are as close as family. I had needed cash, and won loads in the underground fights. I was able to buy an apartment next to Haruhi, and furnish it. I managed to get my hands on some good kunai and shuriken, and some ink I could infuse with my Chakra to make seals. I inked them on the palms of my hands, Hiding them with fingerless gloves, and sealed my weapons in them. It was the first day of school, and I had barely been able to pay to get in, and worked overtime to raise all that money up.

In the underground, and across the fighting clubs, forces, anything even remotely related to kendo, knew of the Flaming Phoenix Fox, The most skilled fighter in Tokyo, and possibly Japan. I was known for my fiery tattoo like markings that were like nine flaming tails. Two crawled up my arms while the others where entwined on the small of my back into the visage of Kurama. I discovered that, depending on my emotions, they would change shape, thickness, even vibrance.

I leaned on the wall outside Haruhi's and waited for her to come out.

"Haruhi-chan what happened?" Her hair was short and uneven, and she had big dorky glasses on.

"Oh, one of the neighborhood kids got gum in my hair, so I just cut it. And my last set of contacts fell into the drain."

I nodded. "You look like a guy."

Haruhi just huh'ed. "Whatever. Femboy."

"I'm not a femboy."

"Uh-huh." She said it really slow,like she totally  believed me.

"You know, I would kill for curves like yours."

"HARUHI!" red faced, I huffed and walked faster.

"Okay, okay. I'm sorry. Now come on or we'll be late!"

I smirked and scooped her up, before taking to the roofs.

"Na-a-a-ru-t-t-o! Put..me..do-own!"

I just laughed. I was mending, but often found myself trapped in the past. At least my eyes weren't dead anymore. At least not completely.

They soon arrive at the academy, and I sighed as I slouched not unlike a certain Pineapple haired Nara. "I can't let anyone know I'm a ninja, or that I'm The Flaming Phoenix Fox. This is going to be boring."

After the first day, I decided that I didn't want fangirls, so I dumbed down my look, eventually looking like a White haired, taller Haruhi without glasses. two months pass, and we walk through the halls, looking for a place to study.

"You would think with four libraries, at least one would be quiet."

"I know right? Damn the rich kids."

"Hey, I'm offended."

"Naruto. You may be the most economically advanced in the neighborhood, but you are nowhere near as rich as the kids at this school."

"True. Hey, there's no noise from this room. And it's a music room too."

"Huh." Haruhi opened the door and peeking in. Suddenly the door flew open and an invisible force seemed to pull Haruhi and me inside.

"Welcome, guests, to Ouran's Host Club!" A group of boys stood in a huddle, a Blonde in the middle, surrounded by a raven wearing glasses, a tall dark looking guy, a short adorable creampuff, and two twins.

'Kaa-san, Tou-san, Guys, can you see these.... monsters?'

"A Host Club?"

"Oh, it's just a couple of guys. Wait a minute, aren't you Fujioka Haruhi and Uzumaki Naruto, The Scholar and his Bodyguard? Heard you got in by barely meeting the quota." The black haired boy pushed his glasses up, and it reminded me of a younger Sasuke, Sai, and Kabuto, causing me to flinch.

"Don't look down on us." I said dangerously.

"Of course not! You two are heros in the eyes of commoners!" That blond was annoying.

Me and Haruhi turned to leave...

"Naru-chan, Haru-chan!" The adorable creampuff glomped Haruhi. "Wanna eat some cake with me?"

"Who the heck are you callin' Haru-chan!?"

"hmm," The blond one said. "I never would have thought the commoners would be so openly gay..."

Haruhi looked at me and hid her smile behind her hand. I had a slight blush on his face, but hid it well.

"What the hell!? Don't assume one's sexuality! Were you not taught that?!"

"I apologize! I meant no offense!"

The twins began circling us, and Haruhi leapt back as they got too close to her face. In slow motion, I watched as my surrogate sister knocked into a stand, and the vase on top wobbled, before toppling over. I unsealed senbon and a mesh net, and in less than a second, pinned the vase to the stand. I stood and wiped my brow.

No doubt that would have been expensive to pay for. Unfortunately, fate seemed especially cruel today, and the weight of the vase toppled the stand over, crushing the vase. I groaned, and pulled out my wallet. 

"How much?" I asked.

"That vase was going up for auction at the upcoming Renaissance Fair. The opening bid was eight million yen." Kyouya adjusted his glasses again. I counted my money. I had six million on me, and the fights wouldn't be back in Tokyo for a good six months.

"Damn. I only got six mil. So what do you want."

The blond stood. "Well, as the saying goes,  Do as the Romans did. You two will have to pay with your bodies. From this moment on, You are the Host Club's dogs."

"Kami, please protect us from these monsters."

I sighed in relief as Haruhi came back okay from the supermarket. I watched as she took the items bought to Tamaki. I channeled chakra to my ears, enhancing my hearing.

"What's this?"

"It's coffee, Tamaki-senpai."

"Is it the kind that's already ground?"

"What do you mean? It's Instant coffee."

"Huh.."

"Look, I'll go back, sorry for not buying expensive coffee."

"Oh, I've heard of this! You just add hot water! I have decided! I am going to try this Instant Coffee."

A girl with rich auburn hair scoffed quietly. "Come on Tamaki, The joke has gone too far, your palate won't be able to stomach that crap."

Haruhi looked at her oddly, and she laughed slightly. "I apologize, I was just talking to myself."

"Haruhi! Get over here and make us some of this commoners coffee." 

Haruhi scowled slightly, and walked over, making and dishing out the coffee. One of the girls looked at it worriedly.

"I'm worried that if I drink this my father will yell at me."

Tamaki walked over to her, and caressed her face. "Would you drink it.... From my mouth?"

The girl swooned. "Yes Tamaki-kun."

Finally they tasted it. "It tastes like normal coffee, but is easier to make! Commoners are brilliant!"

I rolled his eyes. My clothes were beginning to get stuffy, and I needed to change. "Haruhi!"

"Yeah Naruto?"

"Imma go get cleaned up, fangirls be damned."

Haruhi giggled. "Sure, then you'll cry when you come over for dads cooking."

"Hey! can't have ramen everyday."

"Yeah yeah, shoo."

I could feel Mori following me, and the moment I ducked into the bathroom, I shunshinned home. I showered, changed, and grabbed a pack of pocky. I also put some cherry chapstick on. It was getting chilly.

I shunshinned back and walked out. I was dressed in a white button up long sleeved collared shirt, with plain black jeans. My nails were black and one of the foxtails was imprinted on my cheek I left the first three buttons undone, so I wouldn't get to hot. I had reapplied concealer to my whiskers, and my hair wasn't dull like it had been. It was a snowy white. [Naruto is basically the cover for the story, except he has an orange flame colored swirl going up his neck and resting on his cheek.]

I opened the door to the Host Club. 

"Hey Naruto. Button up your shirt! Only two buttons remember!?"

I just laughed. "Haruhi, It's hot, so I'm keeping the third open."

Haruhi just glared.

I allowed my eyes to sadden, bordering on the dead look. Haruhi flinched. "Fine."

Suddenly I was all smiles. Girls then began to crowd me.

"You're the dingy boy from earlier?! Are you a host? You're so feminine!"

Suddenly the noise faded and all I could hear were families screaming for help. I needed to find them, save them-

Dead. They were dead because I was too slow.

I tried to shake free from the memory, tossing my head from side to side. I needed to ground myself.

"Ha-Haru-hi!"

"Naruto!" I could faintly hear Haruhi, but the tides of the war began to consume me.

"Naruto! Naruto Snap Out Of It!"

"NARUTO UZUMAKI!" Haruhi was hugging me, and I was splayed out on the floor. I buried my face in her hair, breathing in her scent. The memories were gone, for the moment. The girls that had crowded me were behind Mori and Honey, looking worried.

"Thanks."

Haruhi's glasses had fallen off, and she looked up at me, eyes shiny. I felt anger at myself.

"I'm Okay now. Let's get up."

 I eased Haruhi up, and she just clung to me. I bowed to the ladies. "I apologize. I have PTSD from a highly traumatic......incident, And sometimes, certain random things can suck me into the memories."

They seemed to feel some sort of guilt for it and they bowed, apologizing. "No! Don't bow to me. I don't deserve it. I deserve my Trauma, and I won't let any of you blame yourselves for it."

Haruhi finally stood straight, and bowed. "I apologize for pushing through you ladies. If Naruto is left in his episodes for too long... anyways. I'm sorry. 

"It's ok Haruhi-kun. You look better without your glasses. Why not get contacts?"

Haruhi picked up her glasses. "I had contacts, but they fell down the drain."

"And your hair?"

"Kid got gum in it so I cut it."

Hikaru and Kaoru looked at Tamaki who was studying Haruhi intensely. He snapped.

"Mori-senpai, Please get Haruhi some contacts. Hikaru, Kaoru, get him a uniform. Kyouya, call my hairstylist. Honey-senpai.... go eat some cake."

Honey sat in the corner playing with hs cake as a depressed cloud hung over him. "It's just you and me Usa-chan, everyone else said they're too busy."

I just leaned against the wall. Outside, I looked relaxed, other than my tensed jaw, but on the inside, I was berating myself. I should be done with the memories. I was tired of waking up some nights to my apartment trashed due to my episodes. I was lucky I knew no fire jutsu or I would have burned it down several times. I was tired of-

"Hey there."

[Quick switch of POV]

Kyoya's eyes widened as Naruto's whole body tensed and his eyes flashed open. Yet they weren't blue, but crimson, with cat- no foxlike slits for pupils. Naruto relaxed, blinked, and suddenly they were blue. Kyoya's eyes narrowed. He would keep note of that.

[End of switch]

"How are you holding up?"

My eyes were cold, chips of ice as I fought a battle with my war torn self. I couldn't reveal anything. "I'm fine." My voice was colder than my eyes.

Kyouya just smiled. "Really? You don't seem it. Now, I am curious as to why I cannot find any information on you in any of our databases. And this trauma-"

"Don't. Please. Leave me alone Kyouya. Please." I looked directly into Kyouya's eyes.

[Switch pov]

Kyouya was frozen at what he saw. Naruto's eyes were broken, empty, devoid of a will to fight for himself. And then he saw a vision of Blood, screams, the scent of death that he had only experienced once and never on this level, and bodies on a battlefield, Naruto standing above them crying, before turning and slaughtering the ones who caused it.

He gasped as he felt an intense pressure crush him. Terror surged through his veins as an image of his death flew through his mind. He heard a "Shit!" before Naruto caught him before it became too obvious that he was falling.

[End Switch]

"I'm so sorry, I got scared. But tell me. What. Did. You. See." 

Kyouya panted as the pressure vanished. "Did, did You cause that? And you killed, your people were killed in front of you and you killed the enemy. Why is there no record?"

I sighed, and, noticing everyone else was occupied, I grabbed Kyouya and Shunshinned out of the room. Haruhi watched worriedly.

In the hall I slammed my hands on the floor. "Seal!" A silencing barrier was now up.

"Yes. I didn't mean to, but I hit you with a small dose of KI, Killing Intent. There is no record because I'm not from your world, I'm from a different dimension, a less modernized one. I watched everyone I care for drop like flies, and all I could do was kill the bastards that did it. I was the strongest, and I couldn't even protect my best friend and her baby. They died because of me, and I can never forget it."

[Switch. (I swear It's almost over....)]

Kyouya didn't know what moved him to do it, but he stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Naruto. The shinobi began to shake, before just hugging back.

[End]

Me and Haruhi walked through the hall. "Hey, our bags. We had them right here."

"N-Naruto." Haruhi pointed out the window. I growled, canines growing longer, and eyes blinking red.

Some asshole had thrown our bags in the pond. I grabbed Haruhi and hauled her onto my back, before trying to keep my run at a genin level speed. We passed the Auburn girl from earlier, and I slowed as I heard her words.

"You two look so nice, thanks to Tamaki-kun, especially you Haruhi. Just realize it means nothing. He is just trying to make you into a gentleman." 

"Just go Naruto." Haruhi whispered.

I growled at the girl, causing her to flinch and back up. I took off down the hall, going chunin speed, barely visible to a civilian's eye. We stopped at the pond and rolled up our Pants and sleeves. We fished our bags out of the water, and carted them to shore.

"No. No,no,nonono. My wallet must still be in the pond."

I growled ferally as I recognized the scent on the bags. "That auburn bitch did this! I can smell her on our stuff. Imma slap the bitch!"  The Foxtails Thrashed and glowed through my white shirt.

"Naruto. Calm down. Help me find my wallet or I don't have food money for the week."

I took a deep breath before letting my eyes bleed into Kurama's, allowing me to see deeper into the water. I heard footsteps, and instantly, my eyes were blue. I turned to see Tamaki and Kyouya,

"You commoners have some nerve to skip club activities you- Why are your bags wet?"

"It's nothing, I was carrying our bags and I slipped and they flew out the window and into the pond. Now if I could just find my wallet..." Haruhi stopped when she saw Tamaki wade in and help her.

"Senpai, you don't have to-"

"Nonsense. Besides, people always tell me I'm dripping with good looks. Here, is this what you were searching for?" He held up her wallet. She stared at him blankly.

He laughed. "Why are you staring? You haven't fallen for me, Have you?"

Haruhi blushed slightly. "No! I was just surprised you would do something like that for someone like me."

The next day, Haruhi was requested by the bitch I wanted to slap, What was her name, Princess Ayanokoji or whatever. I kept a close eye on them from the shadows, creating a shadow clone for the girls who requested me. I moved as fast as my father's hirashin when I noticed the bitch try to pull a dick move. As Haruhi fell, I swept in and caught her, pulling her to the side and hugging her, growls rumbling through my chest as I struggled to keep them from escaping.

The bitch seemed to not have noticed that her plan was see through, and pointed to Haruhi.

"He-he just came onto me! He pushed me over, I couldn't reac- eaark! Why did you do that!?"

Both twins had poured water on her. "Are you.... Are you seriously defending that filthy commoner! He's just a nobody that no one would mis-"

Slap!

"Never! And I mean Never! Say that about my little sister! You hear me bitch?"

Everyone stared at my back as the markings leapt off my skin and banded together.

Ayanokoji's eyes widened. "Y-You're the-"

"Yes. And I will not hesitate to end you If you ever so much as try and go after Haruhi. Understand?"

She nodded, before fleeing the room. I turned to Haruhi, who staring at the ground. I calmed down, and the Markings returned to their Kurama form. I walked over to her.

"Haruhi-chan," I said softly.

"I know." her voice was tight, and her hands were shaking.

"Some of the water splashed on your pants. Let's get you out of them, it is cold and you could get sick." Haruhi took the bag given and went to the changing room.

"Naruto...?"

"Yeah Haru?"

"I need help. I can't get the tie right."

I walked through the curtain, and saw her in the girls uniform. "Yellow isn't really your color."

Haruhi blushed. "Just help me tie these strings. Your hands are more nimble."

"Well, they have to be, or I'd get cut every time I tried to use a kunai."

"True."

I untied the knotted mess and began quickly tying it. I took Haruhi's hand.

"Ready?"

She nodded and I playfully held the curtain open for her. 

She stepped out and Tamaki's eyes widened. His face then took on a dangerous shade of red, reminding me of Hinata.

I stumbled.

"You good?" Hikaru asked.

I nodded, focusing all my willpower on shutting out the memory.

"Are we done for today?"

"Almost. You two, have a new Quota. Each of you must get one thousand requests."

I just sighed.

Haruhi groaned.

"SEAL!"

I collapsed on the floor as his vision faded.

"I love you Naruto."

I felt terrible, they were in the midst of war, and I had to tell her. I had been keeping it from everyone.

"Hinata....I can't love you like that. I...I like guys. I'm sorry."

She smiled, though she was crying. "It's okay."

No. It Wasn't. Minutes later she lay on the ground, dead, a smile on her face.

"Hinata!!!!!!!!! You killed her! DIE!"

Needless death.

Needless Slaughter.

Needless revenge.

"AAAAAAARRGH! Someone....help."

I thrashed the apartment, throwing weapons at foes long dead, jutsu hitting the walls, screams echoing through my head. I needed to snap out of it, before I broke the silencing and barrier seal. I summoned a kunai, and plunged it into my arm, before jerking it out and stabbing it in the center of the chidori scar.

Blood flowed heavily from the wounds and my vision wavered as I toppled over. I almost didn't want to wake up. But I never fell unconscious, and every breath caused blood to spurt from my chest.

[Switch pov for rest of the chappie]

Kyouya was talking to Ranka over the phone. 

"Naruto left before I could ask him... but can I get his address? I want to pay him a visit."

"Next door? Okay, thank you Ranka."

He had a bad feeling. He asked his driver to drive him there as fast as possible. It was the middle of the night, but something was.............off.

He jumped out of the limo as soon as it stopped. he ran up the stairs. He has never felt this before, it was an emotion he was unfamiliar with, Panic. His heart thundered in his ears as he tried the door. It was unlocked. he burst through and for a second stood there staring. The place was a mess. Recently made, too. There was a strange energy in the air, and Kyouya guessed it was Chakra. He then smelled a metallic scent. he looked over by a wall. Blood was everywhere, and in the center, kunai clutched in his hand as though it was a lifeline.....

"NARUTO!!!"

"K-K-Kyou-ya? I'm fi......       "

Naruto passed out, and Kyouya grabbed his phone, calling an ambulance. He then looked around frantically for something to stem the blood. Giving a desperate shout, he ripped his shirt off and pressed with all his strength at the stab wound in his chest. He stopped briefly to strap his belt above the wound on Naruto's arm, trying to cut off the circulation enough to stop excessive bleeding. He was covered in blood, Naruto's blood. It soaked his pants from where he kneeled in the pool of blood. It was on his hands, arms, chest, and when he wiped his cheek to get the sweat off, he smeared it on his face.

The ambulance arrived fast, and Naruto was carried away. Kyouya said he'd catch up, and to 'not let him die or they'd join him', before banging on the Fujioka's door.

"Haruhi! Ranka! It's me Kyouya. N-Naruto- He-"

The door flew open and Haruhi ran next door. She took one look and ran back to Kyouya. Ranka looked to Haruhi. "Go. I'll clean up. And give the baka a good bonk on the head"

Haruhi saw the Limo and jumped over the railing, hitting the ground and rolling with the impact. It was something Naruto had showed her. She flew into the Limo as Kyouya slipped into his seat.

"Follow the ambulance and be quick about it."

When they got to the hospital, it was to Naruto being carted to ICU for emergency surgery. He needed immediate blood transfusion. Haruhi and Kyouya fell asleep after a few hours, and when nurse woke to tell them Naruto would live and that they were closed, Kyouya just told her his name and she left.

When Kyouya woke again, it was to a weight in his lap. He went red when he realized Naruto had somehow escaped his room, and had crawled into his lap. He couldn't feel his glasses on his face, and looking over on the small table where magazines where stacked he saw them. He was still shirtless, so the feeling of Naruto's breath on his chest was... distracting. Kyouya lifted the collar of Naruto's shirt to find bandages or something, and found newly healed flesh that was finishing up. He looked at the teens arm and it too, was healed.

Advanced healing abilities. Of course.

Naruto shifted, and Kyouya became aware once more that Naruto was in his lap.

He shook Naruto gently. The blonds eyes snapped open, scanning the hall for danger by habit, before his eyes were captured by deep onyx ones, that seemed to have a blue tint.

"Kyouya? You look..." He blushed. "Different without your glasses." He had wanted to say hot but.....no.

Kyouya just raised a brow. "Yeah? Well, you should be in bed recuperating. You have a debt to repay."

Naruto sighed. "I'm all healed. And on my next day off, which should be in about a week, I'll be going to Kyoto."

Kyouya felt a weird feeling spread through him. "Why?"

"For my job. I need to get paid. I have around six and a half million yen right now. I need to pay off the debt, and so I have to go to work."

Kyouya just stayed silent. soon he realized Naruto had fallen asleep again. 'What is this feeling?'