A/N: Hello! This is my first fanfiction in a very VERY long time, and I am trying to get back into the swing of things, so forgive me if the pacing is odd or if I make any mistakes! I will try to fix what I can and make it into an enjoyable experience!

An important thing to note is that I will be glossing over a lot of the already established history in both the HP and the Naruto universes. I assume all, or at least most, of you have read and watched the respective series, and therefore I don't need to repeat what we all already know. If you think that more information is needed, let me know and I will think about updating the story to have those scenes. For now, I want to skip to the important part which will be during Harry and the Naruto cast's early shinobi careers.

Now, onto the fun part! Thanks for reading, and enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Naruto.

The city of Konoha was a prospering place. It had decadent buildings used for grocery stores, schools, apparel shops and anything anyone could need. The streets were clean, and the people friendly. During the day, the shopping districts were full of pedestrians, perusing the wares and greeting those they were familiar with. However, as it neared closer to night the roads would slowly empty and the streets lights would come on, luminescing the roads with a soft yellow light.

Amidst the darkness of the late hour, two figures could be seen traveling through the streets, walking quickly and determinedly towards their destination. For anyone who saw them it was obvious that they had a clear destination in mind, and nothing was going to delay them on their path there.

One of the figures abruptly doubled over, clutching their stomach in pain. With the abrupt motion, the figures hair was thrown forward, bringing it into the light of a nearby lamp. The long locks shone a brilliant red color, a color so deep it looked as though they had washed it in blood. The second figure, a tall, dark haired mail, immediately began fussing over the other, who was now clearly seen to be a heavily pregnant young woman.

The woman seemed to compose herself as took a large breath, straightening her spine and marching forward. The man quickly followed.

Ten or so minutes later found the two inside of the largest building in the city, known as the Hokage's tower. The two quickly demanded to be led to the Hokage. The secretary seemed reluctant to do so, particularly because of the late hour, but with a few choice words, and the loud sound of the woman groaning in pain, he was convinced to go rouse the leader from his late-night hours of paperwork.

Within minutes the two were in front of a young, handsome man with yellow-blond hair and sky colored eyes.

Before the blond could ask what was going on the woman began to speak.

"My name is Potter Lily and this is my husband Potter James. We have come to ask you for asylum for our child." Despite the obvious pain on her face, her voice was steady and confident. The young Hokage, known as Namikaze Minato immediately likened her to his own wife who had the same fiery hair and unwavering disposition.

"Please," Minato spoke softly, "Start from the beginning."

Lily took a deep breath, though whether it was to calm the pain from her stomach or to calm her nerves was unknown. "There is a man in our land who is destroying our culture, and is slaughtering our people. He wants nothing but power, and we are in his way. For that reason, he has decided to target us, and any other strong families that might go against his regime. We can protect ourselves, but we will not leave our child at risk there. We want to raise him, to watch him grow into the strong young man we know he will be, but more than that we want to keep him safe. For that reason, we have traveled here to seek help in protecting him. We cannot stay here, as our home needs us to help fight this war, but the least we can do is see that he is kept safe and happy here. We hope to be able to return for him in just a few years, but should the worst happen and we are unable to return, we will leave him with enough money to survive until he is old enough to take care of himself. All we ask from you is that you allow him to stay in this village."

After her long tirade, Lily seemed to exhale all the strength she had in her, and James was quick to push her into a nearby chair and take over the discussion.

"We promise that your village will not be in danger from this. The man we are fighting has no clue that we are here, nor where here even is. Please, for the safety of our unborn child, allow us this favor."

Minato seemed to think for quite a while before finally he sighed and spoke. "I will consider this request, but first I need to know more about this threat."

Hours after Lily and James had talked to Minato, explaining the political climate in their homeland while excluding any obvious talk of magic, they had relocated to the local hospital. Lily's contractions had come closer and closer together until finally it was clear that she needed to be in a hospital, because the baby was coming sooner than later.

After what seemed like a lifetime of pained screaming for Lily and crushed hands for James, the cries of a newborn baby could be heard throughout the hospital room. Lily held the new baby in a soft blue blanket, denoting the gender of the child to be male.

His small tufts of hair showed to be black as pitch, obviously coming from James' side which held the Black family bloodline. His eyes on the other hand were a milky blue-green, hinting at the same color of his mother's beautiful irises.

James stood next to his tired wife and gazed down at the human they had made together. He smiles as he caressed the soft cheeks of the already sleeping child. "What should we name him?" He murmured softly, trying not to wake the sleeping infant.

Lily seemed lost in thought as she gazed down at the small child. Finally, a small smile lifted the corners of her lips and she whispered, so soft you could barely hear her, "Haruki, our little sun."

"Haruki," James repeated. "I like it. Little Haruki Potter."

Lily giggled, though it sounded strained and exhausted. "I don't think he'll be able to keep the last name Potter here."

James pouted, looking more like a child than the father of one. "I suppose, but what will he go by?"

It was at this moment that Minato made his appearance. In respect to the family, he had waited outside the hospital room while Lily was giving birth, but once he was given the all clear he stepped inside.

"If I may, I'd like to make a suggestion," the Hokage said. "I would like to bring Haruki into my family. He could take my last name, and I would be better able to protect him that way. My clan has long since died out other than me, and it would be easy to claim that he is a long lost cousin that has been left to me. I can simply say that his parents are gone. That way I could also look after him more easily."

Lily looked close to tears as she listened. "You don't have to do that, we would never ask such a thing."

Minato smiled. "I know you would never ask, but I am offering. When I see you two I see a copy of my wife and I, and if it makes this any easier for you, I am more than happy to help. And when you two come back, I will be more than happy to present you with your happy and healthy son."

At this point Lily was actively crying, and James had put a hand on her shoulder. It almost seemed for the sake of his comfort as much as it was for hers. James spoke in a gruff voice, "Minato, thank you so much. We cannot express how much this means to us. We are perfect strangers, and yet you are offering us something we never could've expected. I hope you know how grateful we are, and that we will try to do whatever it takes to repay you."

Although the adults in the room had been speaking relatively quietly, little Haruki awoke and with a mighty wail began to cry. All three of the adults in the room froze, and then laughed. "Well, it seems little Haruki has decided that this conversation is over," Minato said with mirth in his voice. "I think for now I will leave you to spend time with the little one. When you are ready, I will return and we will discuss this further."

Almost a week later, Lily and James were preparing to depart back to their own world. They had spent the whole time in the hospital, James sleeping on a cot wheeled in by the nurses. Lily had quickly recuperated, but it was decided that they should wait a while, both to make sure she was strong enough for the long distance back to their home, as well as to give them time to spend with their new son.

They finally had to concede that it was time to go, however. They had already stayed longer than was originally planned, and surely people in the wizarding world would be questioning their absence.

With this in mind, the two stood at the gates of Konoha, holding the bundle that was their son. Minato stood, watching the couple along with his wife who had introduced herself while Lily and James were still in the hospital.

The scene before them was heartbreaking. Lily was holding Haruki to her chest while she quietly cried, whispering words of love and comfort to the baby. James was silent, but had a lovingly sad smile that he directed at his wife and child. Finally, as the day wore on, they decided it was time.

With much reluctance, Lily placed the child in Kushina's arms, kissing his head as she backed away. James did the same, and then they said their final goodbyes, thanking the Konoha couple once again for all they were doing.

Minato simply nodded and shook hands with James, silently assuring him that he would do all he could to protect their son.

Within minutes the wizarding couple were out of the gates and gone from sight, leaving Minato and a very pregnant Kushina alone with the small child. The two stood side by side, no need for words as they stared at the spot that had previously contained the heartbroken couple. They would raise Haruki as though he was their own, until his parents could return.

On the day of the Kyuubi attack, Kushina was in the throes of child birth while Haruki laid asleep in a crib next to her hospital bed. And when both her and Minato failed to survive the ordeal, the new blond baby was laid next to Haruki in said crib, where they both slept curled up next to each other. Unaware that their lives had just changed forever.

Ending A/N: Alrighty! Well, that was the beginning of what will hopefully be a pretty long story! I know I was pretty vague on a lot of it, which was done mostly purposefully to keep from having too much information bogging down the story.

If that seriously bothers anyone, please let me know and I will consider going back and adding a little more information. If not, still let me know what you think! I love to hear people's opinions, even the bad ones!

Thanks for reading, and see you next time!