Once a Wizard, Always a Shinobi Ch 14
Rating:: M (to be safe)
Warnings:: Slash/shounen ai (maybe YAOI), Het, blood and stuff, non-con (though I'll warn you so you can skip), mentions of underage (I guess) HarryOC (OC dies so don’t get in a twist) ShuraHaku (yes, he WILL be a HE)
Diclaimer:: Ah yes, the inevitable bane of a fanfiction writers fanfiction. The disclaimer. Because we all know that I own the world and all its literary genius.
Note:: I've had several questions about Harry understanding the snake. Summons speak English, or in this case Japanese, and so all the shinobi could understand what it was saying. Now when he gets to hogwarts and a basilisk just so happens to be wandering around...well, then he's a tad surprised. Also, for those of you complaining that this isn't really a Harry Potter fic, Harry makes his first contact with wizards next chapter. There will also be better explanations for seemingly random events after he goes makes concrete contact with the wizarding world.
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Quietly humming to himself as he was dragged around the street by Kiba, Shino following the others lead, Shura couldn’t help but feel glad Hajime had made him take a vacation. Well, it was more like he’d suggested it to the Hokage who had then suspended him and said not to come back until he’d visited some of the festivals in Water Country.
Hajime had offered to ask for time off and come with him, but Shura assured him he could handle Kiba and Shino on his own. So they were enjoying a civilian festival with traditional kimono’s, no hitai-ate, and a minimum of weapons.
Kiba had, much to Shura’s exasperation, picked out their kimono’s so that his ‘mother’ actually looked the part of a girl. Light pink embroidery formed fluttering sakura blossoms on a pale green silk while the sash he was using to keep it shut was a deep purple. Just enough to preserve his manly dignity, but not enough to keep his gender out of question.
Kiba’s own was blue with green leaf imprints and Shino’s matched his only with reverse colors. Both of them wore dark red sash’s. Shura had let his hair down for the evening, so he didn’t catch sight of the pair walking towards them until the feeling of suppressed chakra alerted him to their presence.
Green eyes immediately rose to lock with sharp brown. The flare of chakra from both males was enough to catch the attention of Shino’s kikai, and consequently Shino himself, as well as the boy walking at Zabuza’s side. All of them stopped in the middle of the street, but most people were drunk enough not to notice.
Silently, the two older males sized each other up before Shura glanced down at the boy. He appeared to be getting over malnutrition and he was gripping Zabuza’s hand rather firmly. Shura blinked as he realized that the child wasn’t much younger than himself, maybe three years or so.
The Inuzuka dipped his head just a little, an acknowledgment of the other shinobi. Zabuza nodded slightly as well and both groups continued to wherever they’d wanted to go before.
Shura spent the rest of the night trying to catch fish with a paper net, cheering his brother and Shino on as they grappled with several other boys their age in a mini fighting tournament, and dancing with one boy on each of his hips.
Several people wondered how ‘such a delicate flower’ could hold up each boy with only one arm and still manage to dance so gracefully, but Shino, surprisingly, set them straight with a kick to the shins whenever one of them came to bother the ‘beautiful petal’ about it. Shura, while scolding him for every kick, couldn’t help his quiet laughter.
None of them paid attention to the feeling of being watched as there were probably a dozen people doing so. This meant that the curious Haku and the wary Zabuza didn’t have to work particularly hard to hide themselves from the happy family.
When they finally made their way back to the hotel room they were sharing, Shura noticed the faint chakra signature following them. He tucked the boys into their futons, kissed each on the forehead, then jumped out the window to lead the two pursuers into the trees. He didn’t want either of his pups mixed up in a fight.
He stopped in a clearing that reminded a little of his own clearing, the one he’d trained in with Koishi. The delicate flowers that had never been in his clearing chased away the painful twinge and he turned to face the two shinobi who had also stopped. Green eyes sized up the pair before flickering around to make sure nothing was going to ambush him.
“Are you a missing nin?” His observations were cut short by the curious question and Shura turned surprised eyes on Haku.
A small smile beginning to curve his lips, Shura shook his head. “I’m not a missing nin, I’m just on vacation with my pups.”
Brown eyes seemed to sharpen “So you’re an Inuzuka?” Shura tensed and suppressed the growl that wanted to bubble out of his throat. He should have remembered that these people didn’t think of their children as puppies like his clan did! Zabuza smirked “You are.”
Shurachi’s eyes strayed to Haku and trailed over the boy. He was wearing a pink kimono that made him seem like a little girl. It wasn’t a bad look on him and Shura mentally scolded himself for thinking such things about a pup.
A pretty blush rose in Haku’s cheeks at the attention. He couldn’t stop his own eyes from trailing over Shurachi’s own feminine figure and a brief jealousy flashed through him. No matter how useful it was for people to think he was a girl, he still wished he looked a little more manly sometimes.
While Shura was very girlish and pulled off the look well enough to fool people during a festival, it was very obvious he was male once you got a good look at him. “Who are you? I’m Haku and you already seem to know Zabuza-san.”
“Inuzuka Shurachi. Why did you follow us?”
Zabuza answered while Haku searched his memory for everything he knew about the Inuzuka clan. “I was curious about why you weren’t at your village. It’s obvious from the triangles on your cheeks that you were from Konoha. I just couldn’t remember what clan had those until you mentioned pups.”
Shura growled quietly and Zabuza pulled his hands up to show his open, empty, palms. “We aren’t here to cause trouble. Haku wanted to visit a festival, so we came. Now, why are you here?”
The Inuzuka lowered his lip, though it wasn’t enough to cover his fang entirely. “I’m off duty until I’ve relaxed enough for Hokage-sama to allow me back on missions. Who’s the pup?” Haku perked up at the question about himself and Zabuza relaxed just the slightest bit. If the Inuzuka held anything as precious, it was ‘pups’, they were safe so long as he continued to think of Haku as such.
Taking a step forward, Haku smiled shyly. “I’m Haku. Are you really an Inuzuka? Don’t they use dogs as weapons? Where’s yours?” Shurachi blinked at the barely contained excitement before quirking a small smile.
“Yeah, I’m really an Inuzuka, we partner with dogs to fight, not use them as weapons, and Doku is guarding my pups while I speak with you. Maybe you can meet him next time.” Zabuza hid his smirk at the casual agreement to see them again.
Green eyes glanced out at the full moon slowly being hidden by the lightening sky. “I have to go so they don’t wake up alone.” He turned to face Zabuza and narrowed his eyes. “Don’t cause any trouble and I won’t have a reason to have ever even seen you here Momochi.” He walked passed the pair, paused long enough to smile at Haku, then launched himself into the trees.
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You guys don't review anymore! It makes me wonder if you don't like my story or something. -worries- You should though, because I have writers block and we are fastly coming up on the part that has me stuck and we all know that when a writer gets block they're reluctant to post chapters when no one is really reading them. -pulls at hair- WHAT AM I GONNA DO?!?!?! I CAN'T ABANDON IT CAUSE I'LL GO CRAZY, BUT NO ONE IS READING IT!! WAAAAAAAAAAAH!!
Taku
Previous:: Chapter Thirteen First Chapter Next:: Chapter Fifteen
Warnings:: Slash/shounen ai (maybe YAOI), Het, blood and stuff, non-con (though I'll warn you so you can skip), mentions of underage (I guess) HarryOC (OC dies so don’t get in a twist) ShuraHaku (yes, he WILL be a HE)
Diclaimer:: Ah yes, the inevitable bane of a fanfiction writers fanfiction. The disclaimer. Because we all know that I own the world and all its literary genius.
Note:: I've had several questions about Harry understanding the snake. Summons speak English, or in this case Japanese, and so all the shinobi could understand what it was saying. Now when he gets to hogwarts and a basilisk just so happens to be wandering around...well, then he's a tad surprised. Also, for those of you complaining that this isn't really a Harry Potter fic, Harry makes his first contact with wizards next chapter. There will also be better explanations for seemingly random events after he goes makes concrete contact with the wizarding world.
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Quietly humming to himself as he was dragged around the street by Kiba, Shino following the others lead, Shura couldn’t help but feel glad Hajime had made him take a vacation. Well, it was more like he’d suggested it to the Hokage who had then suspended him and said not to come back until he’d visited some of the festivals in Water Country.
Hajime had offered to ask for time off and come with him, but Shura assured him he could handle Kiba and Shino on his own. So they were enjoying a civilian festival with traditional kimono’s, no hitai-ate, and a minimum of weapons.
Kiba had, much to Shura’s exasperation, picked out their kimono’s so that his ‘mother’ actually looked the part of a girl. Light pink embroidery formed fluttering sakura blossoms on a pale green silk while the sash he was using to keep it shut was a deep purple. Just enough to preserve his manly dignity, but not enough to keep his gender out of question.
Kiba’s own was blue with green leaf imprints and Shino’s matched his only with reverse colors. Both of them wore dark red sash’s. Shura had let his hair down for the evening, so he didn’t catch sight of the pair walking towards them until the feeling of suppressed chakra alerted him to their presence.
Green eyes immediately rose to lock with sharp brown. The flare of chakra from both males was enough to catch the attention of Shino’s kikai, and consequently Shino himself, as well as the boy walking at Zabuza’s side. All of them stopped in the middle of the street, but most people were drunk enough not to notice.
Silently, the two older males sized each other up before Shura glanced down at the boy. He appeared to be getting over malnutrition and he was gripping Zabuza’s hand rather firmly. Shura blinked as he realized that the child wasn’t much younger than himself, maybe three years or so.
The Inuzuka dipped his head just a little, an acknowledgment of the other shinobi. Zabuza nodded slightly as well and both groups continued to wherever they’d wanted to go before.
Shura spent the rest of the night trying to catch fish with a paper net, cheering his brother and Shino on as they grappled with several other boys their age in a mini fighting tournament, and dancing with one boy on each of his hips.
Several people wondered how ‘such a delicate flower’ could hold up each boy with only one arm and still manage to dance so gracefully, but Shino, surprisingly, set them straight with a kick to the shins whenever one of them came to bother the ‘beautiful petal’ about it. Shura, while scolding him for every kick, couldn’t help his quiet laughter.
None of them paid attention to the feeling of being watched as there were probably a dozen people doing so. This meant that the curious Haku and the wary Zabuza didn’t have to work particularly hard to hide themselves from the happy family.
When they finally made their way back to the hotel room they were sharing, Shura noticed the faint chakra signature following them. He tucked the boys into their futons, kissed each on the forehead, then jumped out the window to lead the two pursuers into the trees. He didn’t want either of his pups mixed up in a fight.
He stopped in a clearing that reminded a little of his own clearing, the one he’d trained in with Koishi. The delicate flowers that had never been in his clearing chased away the painful twinge and he turned to face the two shinobi who had also stopped. Green eyes sized up the pair before flickering around to make sure nothing was going to ambush him.
“Are you a missing nin?” His observations were cut short by the curious question and Shura turned surprised eyes on Haku.
A small smile beginning to curve his lips, Shura shook his head. “I’m not a missing nin, I’m just on vacation with my pups.”
Brown eyes seemed to sharpen “So you’re an Inuzuka?” Shura tensed and suppressed the growl that wanted to bubble out of his throat. He should have remembered that these people didn’t think of their children as puppies like his clan did! Zabuza smirked “You are.”
Shurachi’s eyes strayed to Haku and trailed over the boy. He was wearing a pink kimono that made him seem like a little girl. It wasn’t a bad look on him and Shura mentally scolded himself for thinking such things about a pup.
A pretty blush rose in Haku’s cheeks at the attention. He couldn’t stop his own eyes from trailing over Shurachi’s own feminine figure and a brief jealousy flashed through him. No matter how useful it was for people to think he was a girl, he still wished he looked a little more manly sometimes.
While Shura was very girlish and pulled off the look well enough to fool people during a festival, it was very obvious he was male once you got a good look at him. “Who are you? I’m Haku and you already seem to know Zabuza-san.”
“Inuzuka Shurachi. Why did you follow us?”
Zabuza answered while Haku searched his memory for everything he knew about the Inuzuka clan. “I was curious about why you weren’t at your village. It’s obvious from the triangles on your cheeks that you were from Konoha. I just couldn’t remember what clan had those until you mentioned pups.”
Shura growled quietly and Zabuza pulled his hands up to show his open, empty, palms. “We aren’t here to cause trouble. Haku wanted to visit a festival, so we came. Now, why are you here?”
The Inuzuka lowered his lip, though it wasn’t enough to cover his fang entirely. “I’m off duty until I’ve relaxed enough for Hokage-sama to allow me back on missions. Who’s the pup?” Haku perked up at the question about himself and Zabuza relaxed just the slightest bit. If the Inuzuka held anything as precious, it was ‘pups’, they were safe so long as he continued to think of Haku as such.
Taking a step forward, Haku smiled shyly. “I’m Haku. Are you really an Inuzuka? Don’t they use dogs as weapons? Where’s yours?” Shurachi blinked at the barely contained excitement before quirking a small smile.
“Yeah, I’m really an Inuzuka, we partner with dogs to fight, not use them as weapons, and Doku is guarding my pups while I speak with you. Maybe you can meet him next time.” Zabuza hid his smirk at the casual agreement to see them again.
Green eyes glanced out at the full moon slowly being hidden by the lightening sky. “I have to go so they don’t wake up alone.” He turned to face Zabuza and narrowed his eyes. “Don’t cause any trouble and I won’t have a reason to have ever even seen you here Momochi.” He walked passed the pair, paused long enough to smile at Haku, then launched himself into the trees.
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You guys don't review anymore! It makes me wonder if you don't like my story or something. -worries- You should though, because I have writers block and we are fastly coming up on the part that has me stuck and we all know that when a writer gets block they're reluctant to post chapters when no one is really reading them. -pulls at hair- WHAT AM I GONNA DO?!?!?! I CAN'T ABANDON IT CAUSE I'LL GO CRAZY, BUT NO ONE IS READING IT!! WAAAAAAAAAAAH!!
Taku
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