I Chapter 1

Desperado

I know that you're strong, you're the strongest person I know. But sometimes you have to understand that you can be weak and that it doesn't make you any less stronger than you are when you rely on me, just a little. You have a heart that's been stabbed, scarred and broken but remains golden. I on the other hand do not have such a heart and am still selfish enough to ask for one wish from you. Let me take care of you, let me love you.

War is a terrible thing. It separates family, tears apart families and friendships, and most of all it takes away lives. Lives is gods gift to man and everyone, young, old, weather they have made mistakes or not deserve to live their lives to the fullest. War takes away peoples lives and thus their right to live life the way they want to live life. War forces adults to open their eyes, and children to grow up faster than they should have to. This as, most of you must know happened to one, Harry Potter, better known as 'the chosen one'. Such a fancy title bestowed upon him for the burden he had no wish to carry since the day his parents sacrificed their lives for him in their little cottage.

War brings about chaos but with chaos comes peace, Harry had realized that though he had given up his childhood, he had given it up in order for hundreds of children to get their chance at a better one. For the reason and that reason alone did he forgive Dumbledore and the other people in his life for their sins to him. He forgave his former headmaster for manipulating and ruining his life. He forgave Severus for ruining his school years. He forgave Sirius for only seeing him as his father. He forgave Remus for not being there for him. He forgave his aunt, uncle, and cousin for their treatment of him while he was still in their care. He forgave Ron for abandoning and betraying him over and over again. He forgave Hermione for treating him like he's some dumb lug. He forgave Malfoy for being a git while they were young. He forgave them all, for forgetting that he was still human, for forgetting that he could hurt, that he could bleed, that he could feel. He just, forgives them for it all.

"Master, are you ready?" Death looked at his tiny master worriedly, he had spaced out for quite sometime. He had long since knew that his master had been unhappy quite a long time before and after the war had ended. How could he not? The rest of magical Britain continued to party and drink them selves to oblivion, celebrating the end of their terror and fear of the once feared dark lord Voldemort but the hero himself remained miserable in the confines of his home, Black manor. While in the short time he knew his godfather and while Sirius had seen his father more than him, he still loved his only godfather and when he had been killed Harry had been devastated.

After the war had ended, Harry had been elated to finally know that he had rid of the man who had plagued him his entire life, but then later all that was left was emptiness. That feeling was the worst for harry. He had confided in death that he felt so empty because he had spent so much of his life running away from Voldemort and trying to stay alive that he no longer wanted for anything in this world nor did he have the reason or want to live. Harry had practically cut off all contact from the outside world and all Death did was watch him wither away before he decided to do something about it. Death had finally gotten tired of the fake kind smiles his gentle master gave instead of the genuine smiles that he used to give death. Death missed his master and wanted him to be happy, so he resolved to give him another chance at life, to give him the opportunity to do something that for once would make him happy.

"I'm ready" Harry looked at his only true friend in the world and smiled softly and genuinely to his friend and someone he had, overtime, started to consider as family even though it might be strange to others that he considered death family. Harry was finally ready to leave this world, to someplace else where he would get a chance at true happiness not just fleeting moments of contentment. After months of preparation, such as taking his belongings out of gringotts, packing away the books in his library, old and new, clothes and other valuable items or things that held sentimental value. It was all over and no one, not even the goblins would knew where he was going because there would be no way to locate him, he would finally be free. That thought alone gave him more joy than he had ever felt in his life.

Death carefully grabbed his master's hand, making sure that he had everything that his master would need, going over the checklist in his head. He looked over to his master once more to check if he was ready. Harry nodded his head when death looked over at him again, honestly he was such a worry wort! But it was kind of cute.

Death looked at his master strangely when he let loose a giggle but made no comment.

'1,2,3' After the count of three, death and his master disappeared from the ancient manor of the Black family, England, and the world to a entirely different world. To an entirely different universe, and for Harry, an entirely different life.

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When Harry had thought about travelling to a new world, at first, he had been skeptical. Surely there was a limit to things that even magic could do? Apparently there was but this was one that didn't apply to death. Death had said that death happened everywhere no matter which dimension so he could travel between dimensions no problemo. He had still been skeptical for a while, but here he was, in a new world. He had thought that it would have taken longer but one second he had felt a harsh tug on his mind and then in another dizzying second he had laded in a heap on a dirt road. Grumbling he had gotten up, holding on to a tree trunk for support while waving a hand over his form to get rid of the dirt on his clothes.

Harry took a moment to look around, though there wasn't much to look at. He was in the middle on what looked like a small forest and mountains in the distance. He could see the bright green of the leaves, heavy with the raindrops from what probably was heavy rain the night before. He could see the sun high and bright in the sky, the sunlight reflecting off the water droplets, giving them a certain shimmer to them. Harry grinned, he was free!

"Ahaha" Death looked towards his companion strangely as Harry dropped down laughing. Harry was now on his knees laughing, holding his stomach that hurt from all the laughter. He laughed harder and harder until tears formed in his eyes. His laughter slowly turned in to sobs, and soon he was full on bawling his eyes out in the forest and infront of death. Death just looked at Harry not saying anything, he knew that it was better to let Harry get it off his chest.

After a full 10 minutes, Harry's cries had subsided though he still stood there sniffling and trying to get himself together. Death cleared his throat, attempting to get his master's attention, they should get a move on before its too late. Harry nodded in death's direction and started following after him. On the way death told him that he knew of a village near by and that he thought that Harry would like it there. Harry had nodded absentmindedly as he kept turning his head left and right, looking at all of his surroundings, it was all so familiar and yet so foreign. It would have been quicker if death had just apparated them to the village but that would be more trouble than it was worth, so they walked and walked and walked until they had finally reached the village. Harry gasped at the gigantic gates, politely putting his small hand infront of his mouth so others wouldn't see his mouth slightly hung open.

Death smirked at his master, and dramatically gestured to the village, his cloak swishing with flourish.

"Master, welcome to the village hidden in the clouds!"

Harry glared at death who had laughed at Harry when he had just stood there in front of the gates in astonishment before one of the guards had come to help him, asking if she would like any help, that had sent death into a laughing fit which Harry did not appreciate, at all. Harry huffed, nodding and letting the man lead him to the table situated just on the imaginary line where the village and the outer world separated. Death had prepared a document for Harry for his identity in the new world so all Harry had to do was give the documents he now held in his hand to the creepy looking woman behind the desk.

"Ah, thank you mister Yuki" The woman told him, handing back his document after checking over it intently, she had emphasized the 'mister' on purpose just so she could see the reactions of the men who were subtly listening and looking at them. It was quite amusing to be honest.

"Mister?! O-oh I am so sorry, it's just that you, uh, yeah" Harry or Hari now raised a delicate eyebrow at the man who fumbled through his apology to him, his friends snickering behind his back and jokingly mocking him. One was even bashing his head on a tree, murmuring 'tact' over and over again. The guy just couldn't get over the fact that his fellow teammate was reduced to a blubbering male in front of this tiny, feminine looking male who was an astonishing but still, they were trained for these kinds of things!

"Good going keichi" The guy in the mask quietly said to the poor man turning red in front of him. Hari had to hid the giggle that threatened to come out, he had never wanted to or had a reason to laugh this much in his whole life.

"Shut up Ki! She gave me same look my mother used to give me when I got in trouble" The man (Keichi) futilely tried defending himself. The argument escalated from there and Hari was quick to find an exit in the form of a female ninja, the same one who had looked over his documents. She had come over and gently directed Hari into the village and away from the 'idiots' called teammates, her words not his! Hari was given a tour by her, whose name he soon found out was Chiko. She showed him all of the best places to eat, the place to find somewhere to live and many other places that he would probably soon visit. He was very grateful for her help in getting to see the new place that he would call home.

"I think that i'll like it here" Hari said as he stood on the balcony of the hotel he was residing in for now, the warm wind ruffling his hair and tugging gently on his silk robes. Kumo had a nice, quiet aura about it and it was comforting. After more than a decades worth of adventure and misery, he was glad to finally settle down and live a peaceful life. Yes, a nice, quite life sounded very pleasant to him.

But he should have known, nice and quiet was just not how fate had planned Harry Potter's life to be.

A/N: Yes, the setting is in Kumo because I haven't seen one fanfic that had Harry land in Kumo. This story is also based on an Unusual paring, you guys will figure it out soon enough. If you don't like slash than don't read. Simple.