AN// Okay, I know the pairing may already be leaning towards KyoNaru, but I wanna give Y'all guys a chance to vote for a pairing. Okay... here they are.

Kyoya x Naruto

Takeshi x Naruto

Honey x Naruto

Tamaki x Naruto

Hikaru x Naruto

Kaoru x Naruto

Hikaru x Kaoru x Naruto

Some weird harem where all of the guys are with Naruto and they share him.

Now! This Chappie is for@_Izuku_Mido_  @Archurs85@ @Archurs85

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Now! Onto the chappie!

I walked into the Host Club, and everyone was acting normal. It seems that Haruhi and Kyoya is keeping the incident a secret. Thank Kami. Then again, if they found out, I would have to come up with an excuse that didn't come across as suicidal.....yeah, it's better they don't know.

Then I noticed my surroundings.

"How did you guys turn this place into a tropical paradise overnight?"

Tamaki twirled up to me in a Bali kings outfit. "My dear son! We hired a team of designers. Now, you must change into your outfit!" He thrusted a outfit similar to Kyoya's in my arms. 

I went to the curtained off area to change as customers filtered in. I debated whether or not to use a low level genjutsu to hide my scars, as to not have questions, before shrugging with a 'fuck it' face. Maybe this could help me get over the past a little.

The outfit was a copy of Kyoya's, except for the Shodaime's necklace which glittered in the natural light cast by the long windows. I stepped out into the open, wincing at the sound of high pitched voices squealing like dying pigs. I placed a smooth smile on my face and stretched, showing off my feminine curves. I shot a glare at Haruhi who just smiled and mouthed.

'Femboy."

I walked over to a nearby tree, and jumped a good five feet in the air, latching onto the lowest branch and pulling myself up. the branch was rather wide, the main branch around ten feet in diameter, so I would host here.

A few girls crowded around the base of the tree, and I was eerily reminded of sharks, or those cats from the time I went with Team Seven to visit Nekomata. I just smiled down at them.

"Hello ladies. You all sure look lovely today." My voice was no longer the scratchy raspy one it was in the past, instead it flowed over the girls like warm honey. It was deep, but light and smoother than a pebble in a riverbed.

The girls swooned. I channeled some chakra into the tree, causing the branch to change. It slanted at an angle, just barely brushing the ground, and steps were carved into it. I had unlocked Mokuton after Kurama.....left.

"Come on up here, it's amazing. And don't worry, I will not let any of you fall."

Another part of the branch curved, causing a circular bench to rise. The girls sat in wonderment. "What's cool about this tree, is it has a chemical in it that allows you to control what it does, as long as you are in tune with nature."

"Naruto-kun, you are so smart!" The girls giggled. I smiled at her, and draped myself across my seat. I forgot that I had decided not to hide my scars and was a little startled by a brunette's question.

"Oh... Naruto-kun, however did you get those scars?"

I sighed, unconsciously touching the one Sasuke gave me, twice.

"When I was eight, I entered a school that taught the children a special form of Kendo. The people in my village hated me for some reason, one I didn't know. I was an orphan, so I thought it must have been something to do with my parents. So they didn't teach me right, and the only reason I survived was due to instincts. Then I was transferred into a new class, where I made something you could call friends. A boy in my class, well, his older brother killed his entire family except him. The boy hated his older brother and swore revenge."

I paused. He took a deep breath.

"So how did you get those horrible scars?" A girl pressed. They all sat on the edge of their seats, and were staring at him intently.

"Well, this boy became  consumed by his want for revenge, and he stopped socializing. Me and him became rivals, always competing. In a way, we were also as close as brothers, having suffered similar past's. When we were twelve, we graduated, we became genin, the weakest level on the rank. Our sense was a Elite Jounin, and he was lazy. He had a special talent for copying moves and executing them perfectly. Eventually, we were entered in the Chunin Exams, so we could move up the ranks. My dream was to become the strongest. My talent was pure power. I had no technique so I did everything with brute force. Anyways, During the Chunin Exams, my team, The boy and one of his fangirls, were ambushed, by one of the most powerful men. He was a rouge, and was Known for his sick experiments, poisons, and moving like a snake. I tried to brute force fight him, at the time not knowing who he was. I needed to protect my team. I ended up knocked out, and and thrown off of an around six story drop. I was saved by one of my teammates, but I was out. I woke up a while later, to find my rival even more revenge driven. We passed that part, but not without many injuries. I think I broke somethin', but I don't remember. A month later, it was time for the final round. I beat my opponent, though I was severely beat up. It took a while for my fingernails to regrow. Then my rival fought against a crazy kid. He was crazy because his own family tried to kill him at least once a week since he was four. He almost killed my Rival, but then we were invaded but the guy we had fought, the rogue."

I wiped away a tear, and took a moment to breathe. The Foxtails were nowhere in sight, so I assumed They were all in the image of Kurama on my back.

"The village suffered severe damage, and many died. I myself was in the hospital. I had managed to beat the crazy kid, who wasn't crazy anymore because he had a friend, me. I found out t-that my grandfather figure, the leader of the village, and the strongest in the village, was killed by his ex-student, the rogue. After the funeral, me and my new Master, the rogues ex-teammate Jiraiya who was the strongest of his team, left to find a new leader. We were looking for one person in particular. The last teammate, The Great Medic, Tsunade. We managed to convince Tsunade-baa to come lead the village. Then my rival, Sasuke, left to join Orochimaru, the rogue. I chased after him to get him back, and we fought. He gave me this,"

I pointed to the Chidori scar, and turned around to show where it punched through. The girls gasped, and some had tears in their eyes.

"Even after he did this, I kept fighting. But he had something in him, making him stronger. I had something too, and the hole healed fast. Then he did it again, but this time it was because I let him. If I had continued with the attack I had been doing, he would have died. And I couldn't kill my best friend, my brother. So he escaped, and I died for a good three minutes."

Now all of the girls were crying. "I'm so sorry Naruto-kun. We shouldn't have pried, but thank you for sharing this story with us. May we request you tomorrow?"

"It was no problem. I would be delighted to see you all again. Now, I think this is goodbye for today, no? My brother seems to want to speak with me."

"Brother? Is one of the other hosts, your brother?"

"In a way. Haruhi and his father found me near dead a few months ago. They took me in, and now we are family."

The girls nodded, and I leapt down from the tree, and walked to help the girls down the Branch steps. They left in a somewhat somber mood likely thinking of my story.

I walked over to Haruhi. "Yeah Haru?"

"I had a client, Miss Kusagazaki, She is over there."

I looked over and saw a girl being served tea by Kyoya. She stared at the cups.

"These are Ginori, no?" She asked.

"You have a keen eye Miss Kusagazaki. You sure know your fine china."

The girl stared into the cup, a sad, yet fond look in her eye.

"So, are you into Tableware, Miss Kusagazaki?" [I know this scene was the next day after Miss Kusaga gave Haruhi dance lessons, but idc. Roll with it.]

She blushed, and seemed a little nervous. "N-not really. I mean, of course I'm not! Whatever would give you that Idea Haruhi-kun?"

Something was up. The doors opened, and a plain looking, yet still handsome boy walked in with a box.

"Ootori-san, I have the newest shipment of tableware."

Kyoya looked up. "Thank you Suzushima-san. The new tableware has been extremely popular with the ladies. I'm impressed."

"Well, that's good to hear."

"So, do you sell tea sets?" Haruhi tilted her head curiously. I just watched, observing with sharp eyes. Kusagazaki had stiffened near imperceptibly when Suzushima's voice sounded, and she hasn't relaxed since.

"Ah, no, I'm just a regular student, can't you tell by the uniform?"

Haruhi blushed lightly, embarrassed.

"Haha, Oh Haruhi, you're so funny! I can't blame you for not knowing. After all, he doesn't look like an heir to a first class company."

First class?

"First class company?" Haruhi parroted.

Kyoya adjusted his glasses. "His family owns the Suzushima Trading Company, dealing primarily in the importing of tableware. They currently have the top market share in the country."

"Wow." The look of amazement on Haruhi's face was adorable.

"So, whenever something particularly exceptional comes through, we've asked that he sends it our way. He has a fine eye for china, don't you Suzushima-san."

"You think?" He said bashfully. "I've still got a lot to learn."

"Aren't you going to study abroad?"

"Yes, I am." He looked at the time. "Well, I must be going." He waved and walked out.

"So how are you liking the Host Club Miss Kusagazaki?"

She was about to answer, but I blurted.

"I have a feeling the two of you are kinda close." I look at Haruhi. They asked the same thing at the same time.

Kusaga seemed really nervous now. "That's ridiculous, we hardly know each other. What makes you two say that?" She stood, trying to make it seem as though she wasn't in a hurry. "Now, I must be going. Take care."

With that she was gone. My eyes notice the movement a second before it happens, but I allow it, holding back my reflexes. Honey jumps on my back, and his speed was impressive, around Chunin. His grip was strong too. I lifted Honey up and placed him on my shoulders as Mori-senpai does.

"Guess what! Kusa-chan does know Suzu-chan. She's his fiance!" Honey giggled. Naruto took note of this.

"Kyoya, why didn't you tell us this?" Tamaki asked.

"About them being engaged? Well as you know, I conduct general searches on all of our customers. The two of them were childhood friends. It seems their engagement was arranged by their parents. I didn't think the information would benefit us so I disregarded it."

"I see." Tamaki said.

"Toru Suzushima. Outstanding grades, fair social status. He's ordinary looking but he's reliable. If I had to fault him for anything..."

"He doesn't have much presence." Hikaru said.

"And He's faint-hearted." Kaoru added.

"So, in other words, he's boring." Kyoya snapped his book closed.

I laughed, "Damn that's harsh."

"I didn't realize how merciless they are towards other guys." Haruhi said.

From atop my head Honey turned to Mori. "Suzushima's a good boy, right Takeshi?"

"Yeah." Damn Mori was so monotonous.

I tuned out Tamaki's plan. It was probably dumb. Instead I flashed back to last night.

I had woken up in the hospital, wrapped in bandages. I immediately ripped them off. I was already healed. I didn't want to be alone, so I decided to go look for someone, that or escape. However the moment I stepped outside I saw Kyoya and Haruhi. Kyoya was shivering in the cold hospital air, and he was shirtless. His shirt was in a nearby trashcan, soaked in blood. I walked over to him and pulled his glasses off. I had climbed into his lap and fell asleep.

I hadn't had a single episode or flashback since. So I decided later, I would try something that had a chance to backfire. I zoned back in to whatever they were talking about now.

"-each Haruhi to dance for the party."

"Party?" I cut in.

"Yeah The host club is having a party in about a week. Can you dance Naruto?"

"Yeah, I learned from-"

"Me."

My eyes widened as my eyes burned. I didn't want to turn around.

"It can't be. You died!" I said without turning around.

"Naruto, who is this?" Haruhi asked. "He looks like one of the friends you described.

I knew the voice. "Haru, give me his description."

"Well, he has long hair, the same vest you keep in your closet, taped pants and sandals like yours. He has what you said was a standard weapons pouch. He is filthy, like you were when Dad dragged you in. He is pulling up his hair, Hey! No smoking."

"Temari would kill you." I choked out as I turned around. I met the other nin's eyes.

"We have alot to catch up on Shikamaru."

Shikamaru smirked. "Yeah, because the Hokage I knew would no be wearing a Bali outfit."

I scowled. "I'm no Hokage. I let everyone die. All I could do was watch as they were killed by Madara and his cronies."

"Naruto, have you been blaming yourself since you got here? Listen, it's not your fault-"

"YES IT IS! SHE WAS RIGHT THERE SHIKA! Your wife was right in front of me, she died, and her last words were to keep you out of trouble and to keep Gaara alive since we had already lost Kankuro! I failed her an hour later when Gaara died protecting your child! And then I got your child to Sakura just as your child died of the Juubi's Chakra radiation!" 

I was crying, and Shikamaru just stared sadly. "Naruto, I don't blame you. It was not your fault. and Team Seven isn't dead. Neither is Tsunade and Orochimaru. and a few weeks ago Kurama wandered into the village, smaller than a deer crying about how you were dead.

I stared at him blankly. During the war, Many people went MIA or were captured. Everyone Shikamaru mentioned was one. 

"The village? Konoha? It was destroyed, by Madara."

Shikamaru smiled. "Thanks to you, and you defeating every enemy, we broke free from where they kept us, tortured us. We rebuilt the Villages, and now we are a united country. Konoha is thriving, and time passes faster there than here, so a few years have passed. I got here through Kurama. He can transport anyone here and back as long as some of his chakra is in either place, but it drains him. All of us are mending. It's time for you to, too."

I smiled, knowing at least some of my precious people survived thanks to me. "Thank you Shika." I cried. He walked forward and I leaned my head on his chest, crying.

"Hey, The Hokage shouldn't be crying so easily. And why is your hair white? and where are your birthmarks?"

Shikamaru pulled my head back and examined my face. My concealer was beginning to wash off due to the tears, and Shika lifted his sleeve and rubbed it off. "There we go. There's Naruto."

I laugh, and push his hand away. Shika was my best friend. When I heard he was captured and presumed dead, I had gone on a rampage, slaughtering the enemy by the hundreds. 

"My hair is white because I died on the battlefield. To bring me back to life, Kurama sacrificed his own. I guess he managed to keep some of his soul Isolated in both me and the atmosphere. Smack him for me?"

Shika laughed. I realized everyone was staring and laughed sheepishly.

"This is Nara Shikamaru, my best friend who I thought died when my village was destroyed."

Haruhi stepped forward. "I'm Fujioka Haruhi, Daughter of the man who saved that sorry guys ass." she said dryly.

"Hey!" Naruto said. Shika Laughed.

"Mommy! Haruhi's saying those foul words again!" Tamaki whined.

Shikamaru nodded at Haruhi. "Thank you for helping my Hokage. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Kyoya stepped forward. "I'm Ootori Kyoya. I'm the director of the Host Club and saved Naruto's life last night." He whispered the last part. Shikamaru sent Naruto a sharp glance. The white haired teen just shrugged.

Hikaru and Kaoru stepped forward. "I'm Hitachiin Hikaru/Kaoru." They chirped at the same time, hoping to confuse him. He just nodded to each.

"Nice to meet you two."

Honey bounced up to the nin. "I'm Haninozuka Mitsukuni, but you can call me Honey! And this is Morinozuka Takeshi, but you can call him Mori!" He giggled.

Shikamaru smiled lazily. "A pleasure."

Tamaki stepped up, posing dramatically. "And I, Am Suoh Tamaki. It is a most wondrous pleasure to meet one of my sons friends."

Shikamaru just nodded, slightly confused.

"And we are... The Host Club!" All of them got into poses. At least it wasn't one of their weird ones.

Shika looked at me, and I knew what he was thinking. I just chuckled and shrugged. I always seem to attract the weird ones.

Me and Shika walk home together. "So how long have you been here?" I ask.

Shikamaru looked at me. "About a week ago. It was challenging to learn everything about this world and track you down."

I chuckled. "You know, I haven't roof jumped with a pro in a while, I usually carry Haruhi."

Shikamaru just smirked and took off, launching himself up onto the roof. I laughed, as I used to, before the war, before the empty nothingness that filled my heart showed up. I rocketed forward, shooting past Shika, and the competition began.

I would let him catch up before shooting forward again, but quickly stopped as he actually began to get ahead by momentarily trapping me with his shadow. It only took a minute to reach my apartment.

I giggled, on an adrenaline induced high, it had been far too long since I'd felt like this. I unlocked my door, and walked into my mostly empty apartment. I needed to go buy new furniture......again. I just was glad Ranka was kind enough to clean up for me. I would thank him later.

"Naaaruto! I was so worried. Haruhi said you were fine, but still..."

I turn to Ranka. "Sorry Ranka-tou. I was already running late this morning and didn't have time to stop by."

Ranka just gave me a hug and I felt my shirt get wet. I felt really bad, and I wrapped my arms around him, clenching my eyes shut as guilt wracked my body. Finally Ranka pulled back, and wiped his tears. He didn't have any makeup on, yet still asked the same question he would every time he cried.

"Is my makeup running?"

Naruto smiled. "No, Not this time Ranka-tou"

Ranka noticed Shika. "And who is this fine young man?" He noticed the Flak jacket. 

"I'm Nara Shikamaru, a friend of Naruto's."

Ranka looks a little angry but it passes. "You, you must be from Naruto's world. I thought everyone was dead."

I laugh humorlessly. "I thought so too. But turns out most of the people captured were still alive. I had already come here by the time they found each other and began rebuilding."

Ranka nodded, and I excused us, I had to speak to Shika. He left, and I closed the door.

"Now, Naruto, Why don't you tell me what the hell happened last night."

Naruto coughed. "I had an episode, destroyed most of my furniture..... and ended up with a kunai in my arm and my chest right here." I rubbed the Chidori scar. "Kyoya-senpai found me."

I looked to the bloodstain on the floor. I'd need a new floor.......again. Shika's eyes tracked where mine were staring and his eyes widened. Suddenly I was on the floor, pain blossoming from my jaw, and arms wrapped around my waist.

"The war really fucked us up, no?" I chuckled lamely as Shika cried. 

We fell asleep like that, arms wrapped around each other.

The next few days, Shika watched as I hosted, as well as analyzing and taking mental notes on the other Host members. After clubs the day before the dance, I walk up to him. 

"Hey Shika. The Host Club has a party tomorrow. It's formal, and I was wonderin' if you'd be my date, like old times."

Shika nodded a lazy grin on his face. "This will be fun."

I grinned my infamous fox grin. I was slowly letting go of the past, especially since the part of Kurama's soul that remained in me finally woke up. I have been feeding him Chakra to help him recover, and was feeling a moderate drain on my reserves.

I look up as I feel a hand on my waist and another linking with mine. Shika starts us off, and I smile, as we twirl and dance, Chakra thrumming through our coils, through our veins. We fly around the empty music room, and our laughs are like bells in the wind.

We slow to a stop, and I blush as I hear clapping from behind us. Tamaki was crying, saying how proud he was of his son, Kyoya had dropped his book, and was gaping. Mori's eyes were wide, and Honey was clapping and cheering. Haruhi looked happy, and the twins were staring. Just staring. It was creepy.

"Woah! You were soo fast Naru-chan!" Honey exclaimed. "You too Shika-chan!"

I bowed dramatically. "Thank you My dear Honey-senpai."

Honey stared wide eye, before he looked away, face red. I just tilted my head confused. Was Honey getting a fever? But he's pouting. It's cute. Mori just walked over, picked up the pouting Honey, and sat him at a small table with a piece of cake on it.

Shikamaru just gave me a knowing look, causing my confusion to grow.

The next day was spent doing nothing except prepping for the party. I let the Foxtails spread to entwine in thin vines of flame down my arms, to creep up my neck, and make the Image of a roaring Kurama on my chest, right over the Chidori scar. It was a formal, but I was the rebellious type, and as such wore a Short sleeved white collared shirt with the Kanji for Fox on the back. I wore black dress style jeans, and a pair of black converses. 

Shika wore a dark tux, a deep, bottomless black. It was infused with chakra to make it seem bottomless, and his Collared undershirt was unbuttoned, revealing his clans insignia imprinted on his chest. He controlled the Shadows and a black dragon inked it's way up his neck, resting on his jawline.

[It looks something like this but longer and elegant.]

He left his waist length hair down, knowing that in a moment it would be windblown. He let me put eyeliner on him, emphasising his sharp eyes.

We playfully linked arms, and shunshinned just outside the doors to the majestic hall where the party was being held.

We walked in, and Immediately attracted every eye in the hall. I coughed, and everyone resumed what they were previously doing. We walk over to the other Hosts, who are staring at us in shock.

"Daddy doesn't approve! Mommy, make Naruto change! His outfit is too revealing! He is going to be swarmed by girls!"

Kyoya was too busy staring, a light pink dusting his cheeks.

Tamaki cried in the Emo corner.

Eventually, I just dragged Shika away. "Let's go dance."

Shikamaru spun me around and we fell into a familiar rhythm. We danced to our own music, the Chakra singing in our veins. It helped that we also had some alcohol in us, creating a pleasant buzz. We danced across the hall, eyes closed, dodging people with just our chakra sense. After a while we stopped, sensing something exciting was going to happen. So we sat around, ate some yakisoba and cake, drank some more, well mostly me, I drank enough to where my cheeks were flushed, I was on the edge of not being able to think clearly, and I was staring at hot guys that walked by. 

Shikamaru stuck with punch, knowing he might end up carrying me home later. Suddenly everyone went outside, so Me and Shika decided to too.

What I saw was Kusagazaki and Suzushima dancing. Then Tamaki announced the prize, a kiss from.........Haruhi?!

Nu uh. No way in hell was I allowing that. I ran towards Haruhi, to stop her. I saw Tamaki doing the same from my peripheral vision, slipping on a banana peel and flying towards Haruhi. Me, and my mostly drunk self couldn't get out of the way. 

Tamaki crashed into me, and we knocked into Haruhi. We hit the ground tumbling over each other, coming to a stop with Tamaki on top of me. He quickly tried to get up, a blush blooming on his face, but his hand slipped on a flyer and he fell.

Me, in my dumb drunk state, felt his lips crash against mine. And being the dumb drunk fuck I was, I didn't fight. Tamaki however, went beet red and pulled back. He clambered off of me, apologizing profusely. I just licked my lips and laid there. Shikamaru came over, trying not to laugh his ass off.'

"Haru still lost his first kiss didn't he?" I asked. Shika nodded. I sighed.

"Oh Well." I looked at Tamaki, who was still beet red. Deciding to be a ass I called out to him.

"Oi, Tamaki! You're a good kisser, just be smoother next time!" I fought to hold my laughs in as Tamaki actually fainted. The kiss had been good though......