PROLOGUE
Rating: M
Crossover: HP x Naruto
Setting: Alternate Universe
Genres: Supernatural/Romance
Main pairing: Senju Tobirama x Shiranui (HP)
Other pairing: Uchiha Madara x Uzumaki Naruto (later in the future)
Disclaimer: I do not own HP, Naruto, and some other fandom in this story for they all belong to their true owners. I only borrow them for my own entertainment, not for some kind of profit.
Warnings: Yaoi, OOC, canon divergence, alternate universe (bye bye canon timeline), time/dimensional travel, violence, torture, blood, gore, characters death, bashings, powerful-Harry, Okami-Harry, some good-Uchiha clan members, no Uchiha-massacre, sticky, Mpreg, and maybe more later.
Summary: AU - In the past when Rikudo Sennin fought against Juubi, he was helped by a great spirit in a form of a white wolf with red marks around its body. The wolf then disappeared without a trace after Rikudo Sennin defeated the Juubi and created nine Bijuu from it. However, few hundred years after the era of Rikudo Sennin, the great spirit appeared once more and with its appearance, the wind of change came...
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Note 1: Shiranui is Harry Potter, not an OC. He used the name Shiranui after he became one of the Okami or great spirits.
Note 2: This story is AU; it means it will not follow the canon timeline.
Note 3: This story does not have a beta-reader and will stay like that until it finished.
Note 4: English is not my first language, so there will be some errors.
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Many did not know that when Rikudo Sennin fought against the Juubi, he was helped by a white wolf with red marks around its body. No one, not even Rikudo Sennin, knew the reason why this white wolf appeared in front of the sage and then helped him fought Juubi. No one, not even the Sennin, knew where the white wolf came from, but because it helped him, he knew it was not a demon.
The white wolf stayed with the Rikudo Sennin thirteen years after he defeated the Juubi and had a family along with two sons. After staying with the mortal-god for thirteen years, the white wolf disappeared in the middle of the night, never known its whereabouts by everyone for eight hundred years.
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Rei no Ryooiki (Spirit Realm)
in the garden that existed in the Rei no Ryooiki, there was a Victorian-style gazebo. Inside it there was a sleeping teenager with a neck-length white snow hair and wearing a royalty black-white male kimono. He was sleeping until a small yellow bird came and woke him up from his slumber.
The teenager blinked his eyes open before looked at the yellow bird perching on his raised left knee. Gently he brushed the top of its head, making it chirped in happiness before it flew away, leaving the teenager once again alone in the gazebo.
At the same time the bird flew away, a dark aura appeared in the gazebo, making the white-haired teenager looked to his right side. He arched his eyebrow when he saw the familiar figure of his friend appeared in a swirl of black smoke.
"There you are, Shiranui," said the hooded male with a smile towards the white-haired teen.
The white-haired teen that now we knew as Shiranui, looked at the hooded one before asked, "Is that a reason why you come here, Shini?"
Shini sat down on the chair in front of his friend. "Because I'm worry about you," he told him truthfully. "You continue to stay here from the day you came back from the mortal realm eight hundred years ago." He tilted his head slightly. "Was there something happened back there?"
Shiranui rested his chin on his right hand. "Why do you think something happened back there?" he asked his friend with a bored look on his face.
Shini stared at the white-haired teen straight in the eyes. "Because when Father commanded you to come back, I could see your anguish and pain in your eyes even though you tried to hide it," explained the hooded man. "From there I concluded that something must be happened in the mortal realm, something that made you in truth did not want to come back here."
He did not react at Shini's words and continued to look at the older male with half-closed eyes. "I do not want to talk about that, Shini," he said to the hooded man coldly. He crossed his legs and asked, "Is that a reason why you come here besides asking the reason why I was so depressed back then?"
Shini knew with that kind of tone, Shiranui was telling him that he did not want to talk whatever had happened to him in the mortal realm eight hundred years ago. With that in his mind, he decided to tell the reason why he came here, "Our Father asked me to tell you that you are needed in his office."
"I see," he whispered softly after he heard the reason why Shini came to the gazebo. He rose up from his chair and then teleported from there in a swirl of snow.
Even after Shiranui had disappeared completely from the gazebo, Shini continued staring at the spot where the teenager had been standing. He understood why Shiranui acted cold and aloof most of the time; it was because what had happened to him in his past life as a human.
He was betrayed by the people that he vowed to protect from harm.
They killed him in the name of fear, greed, and jealously.
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God's Office
Inside a luxurious office we could see a man, no older than twenty-five years old, was reading a file in his hands. He continued to read it until his attention was caught by a swirling snow that appeared in the centre of the room. A smile appeared on the man's face when he saw one of his favourite sons had come.
Shiranui looked at the divine entity in front of him with his arms inside his kimono sleeves for a second before bowed at Him. "You asked for my presence, Kami-sama?" he asked him.
Kami put the file on the desk before entwined his fingers together under his chin, looking at the white-haired teenager in his office. Maybe not everyone in the Celestial Realm knew that Shiranui was one of his favourites. Not because he was born from the soul of the prophesied child, but because he really cared about humanity and always wanted to help them if he could.
"It has been eight hundred years after you came back from the mortal realm," said Kami seriously at Shiranui. "You had done everything that you could do to make sure your assignment could protect the humanity from the Juubi."
Shiranui did not say anything and let Kami continued his talk.
He leaned against his chair and rested his clasped hands on his stomach. "I know you love to stay in the mortal realm with your friend, Shiranui," he said softly.
"I am a great spirit, I will do what you command me to do," said Shiranui blankly. "At that time I had prolonged my stay and you need to command me to make sure I would come back to the spirit realm." He shook his head. "It was true I felt sad for leaving them, but I knew it was the right thing to do." He let out a small sigh. "So, could you tell me the reason why you ask me to come here?"
"Shiranui, the Shiroi Ookami and one of the Okami, I give you a life-term assignment in the mortal realm," stated Kami, surprising Shiranui to the bone. "Succeed in this assignment I will grant any of your wish, including letting you to stay in the mortal realm for the rest of your immortal life."
Now Shiranui never thought he would hear those words from Kami. He knew there was a law that stated a great spirit could not stay in the mortal realm to long for it would tip the balance scale. However, to hear that Kami would grant any of his wish, including staying in the mortal realm with his status as a great spirit still intact, it means something bad must be had happened in the mortal realm. So bad that it would make Kami used his authority as the One Who Rule All to break that one particular code.
However because of his previous human life, he felt wary towards this particular assignment and hoped it was not to kill mortals. It was true that some of the mortals needed to die to make sure the innocents continued to live, but he still hated it.
He knew he had a strange philosophy; he would try not to use force when facing any mortals, including the corrupted one, until he knew he had no other option; however when facing the demons or any supernatural entities, he did not have any regret of using force in the first place.
"What is this assignment?" asked Shiranui intrigued.
Kami smiled at the white-haired teenager who was known as the Shiroi Ookami in the spirit realm.
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Mortal realm, Shinobi world, Sengoku Jidai (Warring State Period)
A swirl of snow appeared on a branch of one of the trees in a thick forest, and along with its appearance, Shiranui appeared wearing his signature black clothes and hooded cloak. The moment he appeared in the shinobi world, he was assaulted with many of screaming souls that could not move on because the circumstances of how they died.
'This is the reason why I hate to come to the mortal realm when it was in a warring state,' thought Shiranui grimly. 'This kind of state period always hurt every great spirits, especially the one who has connection with souls.' now he knew Shini's feeling whenever he needed to reap mortal's souls. It was painful to hear of their crying souls, especially the one who had a lot of regret in their lives or at the end of their lives.
After making sure his mind shield was powerful enough to stop the painful emotions, Shiranui crossed his arms and looked around. He knew he needed to familiarize himself with the shinobi world once more after had gone for eight hundred years, for there must be a lot of change that had happened from the last time he was here.
He sighed a little. 'The next weeks will be tiring,' he thought grimly.
Suddenly one particular emotion from someone took over his full attention. He could sense that this particular emotion was coming from a child, maybe a child between eight to ten years old. With that in his mind, Shiranui closed his eyes and opened his mind eye to 'see' where the source was.
In his mind eye he saw a child with strange hair colour; the right side was black while the left side was white, was running from three older men with images of white-red fan on the back of their clothes. He too could sense the malice from the men and knew the child would die if he did not do anything.
Stopping the mind eye, Shiranui then rushed to where the child was. He knew in this era children would die young for they were pushed to fight in wars that should have been only be attended by adults, but that did not mean he needed to ignore someone when he knew he could help him.
It was true he had the power to help people, but he too knew he could not help everyone for it was only an illusion. Why he had that kind of thinking? Because he knew that some of the people did not appreciate a person like him, a saviour, a helper, a hero, and loved it when they saw a person like him failed his/her missions. Bad really, but it was real and existed in any realms, not only in the mortal realm.
He arrived in the place that his mind eye had showed him, right at the time the boy was cornered by the three older men. He then summoned his trusty weapon; Hokkyokusei, a death scythe with black handle that had glowing blue veins on it, a blue gem at the end of the handle, and a beautiful blue crystal as its blade. He had made this particular weapon from a crystal that he found in the centre of Eien no Faye, a realm where the eternal winter existed. That was a very frightening place for nothing could survive to long when going there.
Fortunately for him, he was the great spirit of winter, so that place did not have any effect towards him.
He tightened his fingers around the handle of Hokkyokusei when he sensed the malice from those three men when they pulled out their kunais. Without thinking twice, Shiranui jumped from the branch towards those three men, the blade of his death scythe were gleaming in the darkness.
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Senju Itama, the younger brother of Senju Hashirama and Senju Tobirama, was looking at the three Uchihas that had been chasing him with dread. He had tried to escape his pursuers but he knew with them more experienced than him, he could not escape.
"Now you cannot escape, Senju," said the first Uchiha. "I will make sure to leave your body intact so your family will find you."
The others smirked evilly at the horrified Itama. Slowly they approached the boy, dark intent was emitted from their chakra, making the boy could not escape.
However, in a blink of an eye, a person wearing a black hooded cloak stood between him and the three Uchihas. His or her hands holding a large scythe with black handle with glowing blue veins and a blade made from a blue crystal, something that he never had seen before.
Then with another blink of an eye, blood gushed out from those Uchihas' waists and it not stopped there, when they dropped to the ground, their bodies started to be engulf by ice. After the three Uchihas became ice solid, the hooded one snapped his or her fingers, and right after he did that, those three freezing Uchihas exploded into small chunk of ice blocks
The hooded one only watched with disinterest at the dead bodies that had exploded into small chunk of ice blocks before turned his or her attention towards him, making the boy to flinch slightly in fear but that did not mean he would let himself being killed. With a firm resolve in his mind, he took a kunai from the weapon pouch and grasped it tightly in his hand.
He soon realized that this mysterious person did not have any intention to hurt or kill him and it could be seen from his or her action towards him, he or she only tilted his or her head slightly to the right side as if he or she tried to contemplate something.
After finding something that must be he or she deemed worthy, the hooded figure dismissed the weapon in a swirl of snow before gave his or her right hand towards Itama. "Come, I will take you back to your clan," the hooded figure said with a voice that could not be distinguished as a female or a male.
"I-I don't trust you!" he told the hooded figure. "You could be an enemy that try to lure me into a false safety before then kill me." He raised the hand that gripping the kunai.
"If I really want to kill you like them," he pointed towards the dead bodies behind him, "then I would have already did that in the first place. Nothing can stop me from doing that."
The person was right, if he or she really wanted to kill him, then he or she would already do that when he or she decided to kill those three Uchihas. With that in his mind, he put back the kunai into the weapon pouch before hesitantly put his hand on this mysterious person's own hand.
Right after his hand rested on the hooded one's hand, he was thrown to the air. This action made him screamed in slight fear but then he was landed on his or her back in a piggyback position.
"If you do not trust me, you can put your kunai against my throat," said the hooded one. "That way you can slit my throat if I decide to betray you."
Itama was surprised at this person's words. He never thought he would meet someone who would let the others put a sharp thing on his throat, easily to cut down when he knew he had been betrayed by his so called saviour. Taking a deep breath, the boy pulled his kunai back from the weapon pouch and rested the sharp side of it against this person's throat.
"Hold on tight," whispered the hooded figure to Itama before he or she leap towards a tree in high speed.
Knowing he would be in a one hell of a ride, Itama tightened his arms around the hooded figure's shoulders. And that was when he realized something strange from his 'saviour'. He did not sensed it from the moment he or she had arrived in the middle of the fight for he was too busy fearing for his life.
His 'saviour' did not have any chakra in his or her body.
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Shiranui contemplated what he had done from the moment he had arrived back into the mortal realm. When he thought he would need to investigate everything in this new era, that plan went out of the window when he sensed someone needed his help. At first he did not want to help, but the fear from this someone really strong and made him could not ignore it.
And what he had found? A child was being chased by three older men. That was a scene he would never ignore. He despised a scene where an adult would bully or try to kill a child, well he knew that child was a shinobi, but still a child!
So without thinking twice he called Hokkyokusei from its dimension and he then cut the men's sides along with freezing them into ice blocks. Of course his help was being looked up as one of the plot to kill the child. What an absurd, stabbing someone else's back when he or she did not realize it was something that he did not like. He more preferred his targets knew about what he wanted to do so it would give him some challenge.
To make sure the boy would trust him when he took him back to where his clan was, he offered the boy to put his kunai across his throat so if he decided to betray the boy, he could cut down his jugular. He knew his offer surprised the boy, but he did not have anything to lose, so he would give that offer to him.
No mortal could kill him. True it would be a pain in the ass when the boy cut down his jugular, but he would not die from it.
"What are you?" whispered the boy on his back.
Shiranui did not stop running when he heard the boy's question. "What do you mean by that?" he asked the boy.
"I-I cannot sense any chakra from you," he could hear fear in the boy's voice. "Everything has chakra inside them, but you... you don't have it. What are you?"
Shiranui did not answer the boy's question for they had arrived near the land that belonged to the Senju clan. With ease he put the boy back to the ground and gently pushed him to where his clan lived. However the boy suddenly became stubborn and did not budge from where he was standing. This made Shiranui arched his eyebrow in question.
"You still didn't answer me," said the boy. "What are you?"
The white-haired spirit only let out a small sigh before poked the boy on the forehead with his two fingers. Right when his fingers touched the boy's forehead, he used his power to put him to sleep. Hastily he caught the boy before he could drop to the ground and then rested him against a tree that not too far from there. To make sure someone with an evil intention could not kill or hurt the boy, he drew a protection seal on the ground. After he had finished did that, he let a small portion of his aura to come out from his body, alerting this boy's family.
Of course he had already disappeared from that place when someone from the boy's family arrived to investigate the sudden surge of power that had come from nowhere.
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Shinobi world, mortal realm, Sengoku Jidai, six years later.
A lot of change had happened to Shiranui from the day he came to the mortal realm and saved the boy that now he knew was coming from the Senju clan, a descendant one of his friend's sons, six years ago. He had decided to travel around the elemental countries and learned anything that was important for his future in this realm.
He too had made a name for himself in this era for his work as someone who helped innocents and civilians from bandits, rogue shinobi, and some of the corrupted rich people. He was known as Yuurei because of his ability to appear and disappear without anyone realized like a ghost.
Of course with his existence started to be known by everyone in the elemental countries, some of them would try to kill him or ask him to join their clan. He knew that one day he would become a member of one of those clans, but he knew that day was still far away.
At this moment he was relaxing on the top of the tree after he had rescued a royal family that wanted to be killed by their own relatives. While relaxing his mind started to wander to the time when he met the Senju and the Uchiha brothers.
-Flashback-
He watched the battle between the two descendants of his friend's sons from the top of a high tree with a blank expression. Those two clans were the Senju clan and the Uchiha clan. For the truth, this battle should never happened in the first place, but because of that thing, everything had gone to hill from the moment he had come back to Rei no Ryooiki.
That thing had played with his friend's older son's vulnerable mind after his soul mate died in the hand of bandits that had been possessed by high-ranked devils. It had manipulated the older son in his anguish and guilt to create what every great spirits known as the eternal Tsukuyomi, a world that was created from the illusion that was casted by the Juubi.
He still remembered the day he heard about what happened to the two of his friend's sons because of that thing, he freeze a large portion of the Rei no Ryooiki and would have made an eternal winter like in Eien no Faye. Fortunately some of his spirit friends successful in calming him down, but from that day he vowed if he had a chance to come back to the mortal realm, he would find that thing and made sure it paid for what he had done to his friend's sons.
He rested his right elbow to his left knee before rested his chin on his fisted hand. He was observing the battle in front of him with calculating eyes, trying to make sure the brothers did not kill the others for he had a feeling something bad would happen if they killed each other.
At this moment he thanked Kami that an Okami like him did not have chakra like the habitant of the shinobi realm. So no one could sense him with their sensor ability for it only could sense chakra, but when he used his power that was when they could sense him.
He was alerted when he saw the young Senju that he knew as Tobirama readied himself to use one of his techniques. He summoned Hokkyokusei from its dimension and disappeared from where he had been sitting at the same time when Tobirama disappeared from where he was standing.
A loud clang of two steels clashed against each other rang on the battlefield, taking everyone attention to where the sound came from.
-End Flashback-
He chuckled softly when he recall the shocked faces of not only Tobirama, but Hashirama, Madara, and Izuna at his appearance to stop Tobirama's katana from slashing Izuna's side with a flat side of his death scythe. Of course his appearance made some of the two clan members to look at him with hostile in their stances, thinking that he came to kill everyone from the Senju and the Uchiha clans.
Fortunately for him, the boy that he had rescued from those three Uchihas, with a name Itama, who he now known as the younger brother of Hashirama and Tobirama, recognized him and told his older brothers that he was the one who had saved him from those dead Uchihas.
Of course he did not wander to long in that place for after Itama had told everyone in the battlefield that he was the one who had saved him, he decided to disappear completely from that place. He had done what he could do to make sure their lives would not go to hell from there. He had interfere with Tobirama's attack to make sure Madara's little brother, Izuna, still alive and could help his older brother in making the village that Madara and Hashirama wanted to have from when they were still two young boys.
He had made sure Uchiha Madara did not fall into the insanity of the Uchiha called 'the Curse of Hatred'.
He scoffed inwardly at the term that had become familiar with the clan that came from Indra, the older son of Rikudo Sennin and the older brother of Ashura, the predecessor of the Senju clan. First of all, the Uchiha clan was not a cursed clan, they unfortunately loved so much that when those loves were taken from them, it changed into hatred. Something that normal to happen to any mortals, only an Uchiha's feeling ten times stronger than a normal person.
Suddenly he could sense something was wrong in the air and made him became alert. He decided to open his mind eye to see what was the reason of the sudden change in the air, and what he found made him frowned a little. With his mind eye, he found Senju Tobirama was wounded and now lying on the ground not too far from where he was right now.
He closed his mind eye and decided to help the silver-haired man before he succumbed into his wounds. With that in his mind, he then disappeared from the tree branch in a swirl of snow.
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Senju Tobirama gritted his teeth in annoyance and slight pain. He had gone to do some missions for his clan but was ambushed another clans that did not want him to success in his missions. He had fought against all of them and succeed in escaping, but the wounds on his body had made him could not move.
'Damn it,' thought Tobirama angrily. 'If only I learn some medical Jutsu than maybe this will never happen.'
He touched his wounded stomach and grimaced. From all of the wounds that he had the most severe was on his stomach and he knew he needed to tend it immediately before it became infected. He shook his head when his sight started to become disoriented, a sign that he would lose his consciousness.
'Damn it, not now...' cursed Tobirama.
He looked up from his stomach only to flinch back in surprise when he face to face with a person that wearing a black hooded cloak. He soon realized that this person was the same one who had blocked his katana from wounding Uchiha Izuna back then.
"You..." he hissed at the hooded figure that was kneeling in front of him.
The hooded figure only tilted his or her head before whispered, "Yup, you need some help." He or she then raised his right hand and moved it closer to Tobirama's face.
The silver-haired Senju tried to move away from the approaching hand, but with the wounds on his body he could not move away. Not only that, his chakra at this moment was low and he could not perform some of his Jutsu to fight this hooded figure.
'Damn it...' growled Tobirama, angry at himself for could not do anything. 'Is this it? Am I going to die now?'
Whatever he wanted to think was stopped for he was sent to the darkness the moment the hooded figure's hand touched his forehead.
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Tbc...
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Author's note: I do not know when I am going to update this story for at this moment I just want to write it. My muse demanded it...