Title: Trials of Bonds
Author: Serpent in the Shadows
Rating: M/R
Pairing: Harry/Kakashi
Warnings: Slash, cross pairing, immortal creature Harry, AD/AU for both Naruto and Harry Potter
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or Harry Potter, just the plot...oh, and the Spirit Wolves.
Summary: "You two need to learn not to live in the past. Let it help shape you, let
it teach you, but not define you."
Beta: Pysche
AN: Ok, just to settle a few things before this story really gets started. I will not write any pairings for the Rookie Nine. I'm against romances for kids no older than twelve or thirteen years old, so don't look for them. There will only be one pairing for this story and that's it. There won't be any real spoilers for Naruto beyond the Valley of the End or Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. Harry will be the only one from the Wizarding world in Naruto's world so don't look for others to show up either. Yes, this is slash! So if you are against that, don't read. I will not post any hard lemons here...when I get to that point, I will post the lemon on my LJ only, and warn you ahead of time. I think that is it but if you have any questions, feel free to PM me or leave it in a review. I'll answer it if and only if it doesn't give away the plot. Enjoy!
He watched and he waited.
Sitting among the trees, hidden from view, he had to keep reminding himself that it wasn't his place to interfere with the vicious fight going on down below - a fight that turned deadly when the Kyuubi's chakra came out to play.
This was not something he could stop, no matter how much he would like too. His future charge had to fight his own battles and if he survived this then, and only then, would he approach the boy.
His body tensed and his green eyes narrowed when the foul, snake induced chakra made itself known. But that was the only movement he made even though his heart began to beat rapidly with every onslaught of emotion he felt coming from his charge, hitting him like a sledgehammer.
Pain, pride, hurt, longing, vengeance, darkness, bitterness...
He felt for the boy, having gone through some of the same things but even he couldn't fix everything. No, his only job was to insure that once their spirits had bonded that the other stayed alive in order to fix his own self.
Only then would the boy truly live.
Something he knew all too well.
His own life never truly began either until the day his body died - at least that's what he thinks happened. The Spirit inside him had no true answers to give him and since he couldn't return back to his own dimension to check, it would remain a mystery - but one he never really dwelled on. Besides, he had served his purpose, Voldimort was dead by his own hands...or teeth rather, so he could really care less.
Besides, despite the violent nature of the Elemental Countries, Harry lead a rather peaceful life and he was surprisingly happy here.
He never fought unless he had no choice. He stayed out of the human ninja's affairs and he even had met his mate.
All in all, everything was good. Of course, the future...well, no one ever really knew about that, did they? Not even immortal Spirit Wolves couldn't predict what would happen.
A surge of two powerful chakras building up snapped him out of his internal monolog and he set his sights on the two deadly jutsus that raged towards each other. He knew then, that this would decide the fate of his charge.
'Valley of the End, fitting name really,' Harry mused to himself as he watched the two collide. But endings could be a good thing too, it just depended on one's point of view.
With a sigh, he watched the orange clad body fall to the ground below and even as his own body shifted and took on his now natural form, Harry never took his eyes off of the two.
The rain suddenly began to fall, washing some of the evidence of the battle away. It soaked his own fur, but he never felt it or the coldness as he stood still on the tree branch he had been occupying for awhile now, before he jumped, landing on the ground silently on all four of his paws.
Calmly, he looked through the brush line as the dark haired boy stumbled off, away from the one he had almost killed. Just as he was about to make his move, a human and summon scent assaulted his senses, making him pause.
Sure that he would remain undetected by the silver haired ninja, he looked on as the Son of the White Fang and the small dog kneeled down beside the jailer of the Kyuubi. He shook his head, ears flat against his head as he made his way around the three, keeping out of the range of the journin and his faithful summon.
'Too late for regrets Kakashi,' the pitch black wolf thought as he quietly made his way down the path. 'But not too late to do what you should have done twelve years ago.'
Breaking into a lope, he padded his way down the barely used wood covered trail til he caught sight of the one he had been looking for. Shifting back into his human form, his black calf length trench coat now shielding him form the pouring rain that continued to fall, he knelt down beside the crumpled, barely conscious figure.
Battered, bruised, and exhausted, Harry was internally pleased that the boy could still crack at least one dark eye open to glare at him in suspicion and wariness. With a smirk, the immortal gazed down at his soon to be charge.
"Uchiha Sasuke, you are going to be a pain in my ass."