Destiny is a funny thing.

She lies within every one of us, yet not always does she act. A boy from a clan of all-seeing people puts his faith in Fate, yet for some Fate does not wield power. Only one of the many lives of this all-seeing teen is truly on his predetermined Fate.

Perhaps I should explain.

I am she known as Kage no Ryu, Dragon of the Shadows. I toy with Destiny, and I am the only one to fully grasp her laws. I can also play with her threads and cause chaos, sweet chaos. For this story to be told, I have to explain the rules that Destiny follows. Listen carefully, as it is of vital importance.

Every person has a destiny. Whether it is positive or negative- for good and evil do not exist and are but something used to justify human actions- it is there. But it is rarely followed.

For every person there exist hundreds of planes of existence. Each plays out the being's life with the slightest tweaks in vital levels. There exist few dimensions where Destiny truly rules, where we all follow the code lain out in our very being, and that is her kingdom. The rest of the lands are her colonies, loyal for the most part but vulnerable to outside forces. Namely me. The vital levels that are changed to create the countless colonies of Destiny's domain, are those of one thing.

Love.

'An ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure.'

Love is a double edged sword. In some planes a single person's love was amplified by an ounce and the dimension was prosperous rather than meeting a flaming end as happened in Destiny's kingdom. Yet in another the love was increased for a being and the world exploded, where in Destiny's land it lived a long and happy existence.

There are countless choices of how to change levels of love and therefore countless dimensions exist. But a rule is that Worlds of dimensions may not mix. The land of Shinobi warriors may not mix with that of elemental manipulation. The World of aliens and space exploration cannot be combined with that of enormous flying animals created by those that call themselves 'Darwinists'.

That's where I come in. I am special, created by Kami-sama herself to meddle with the order. Long ago, Destiny was growing bored with her little world and interfered with people's True Destinies. It took Kami-sama a millennium to fix, and she decided to give Destiny a job. For a job to exist there has to be a problem, and so she created me.

I have the power to cross Worlds. At my command, beings from one World find themselves in another, and lovely chaos ensues. When Destiny feels like watching the show, it occupies her. It is quite entertaining to watch the little creatures known as humans adapt to the Worlds not their own. If Destiny is not entertained, the two planes that were crossed are simply demolished in the grandest manner we can orchestrate.

It's quite spectacular.

But now to the tale I am to tell you.

Once when I was a million and seventy five, a mere child, I happened upon a True Destiny that I found rather sad. Two children, both with true love for the other, were ripped apart by the whims of circumstance. They were from the World of the Shinobi, Hi no Kuni, Konohagakure. They were on the same team of genin ninja, and a cruel Destiny caused one to betray his village for the power to kill his own brother and avenge his clan. The other was devastated and chased the Avenger to the ends of the earth. The Kyuubi that was sealed inside this child got fed up with the boy's resistance of Fate and eventually took over, destroying them both along with the world in a massive explosion of the thing that the Shinobi call Chakra.

The two were Bound Ones as well, but the Avenger's stubbornness and thirst for revenge drove him away from his Chosen. Bound Ones are what the humans call Soul Mates. It is not true that the Soul is that Bound, but their Fate Binds them to love. And yet, though the Avenger truly did love, the follies of others prevented any happiness between the two. They died with broken hearts and unfulfilled Binds.

It was a great tragedy, and one I felt an obligation to fix. So, as young and reckless ones often do, I took matters into my own hands.

I created a new plane, and changed a single thing. I gave the Avenger a few ounces more love for his Chosen. That resulted in an entirely different timeline. Both boys were rivals, and the events were mostly the same until a Fateful meeting at the Valley of the End. The Avenger merely knocked out his best friend, rather than aim to kill. From then on he showed more and more reluctance to be separated from his Chosen, and eventually let himself be dragged back to Konohagakure.

I could have just let them live out their lives happily. In fact, I duplicated the dimension so that one copy of the circumstance could indeed end in joy. But as for the other . . .

Where's the fun in a happy ending?

Yup, abrupt and confusing. That's how I roll. This is the start of a HP + Naruto crossover, and pairings that I am sure about are as such.

SasuNaru (duh)

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Wow, I'm writing a story and don't know the pairings yet. That's just sad.

The next chapter will hopefully be longer. I like writing as a philosophical person. If Wobs were trying to write this, the narrator would be a kickbutt ninja who stole power from Kami. Sorry, but my alter ego will not be making an appearance. Too bad, so sad.

-Dragon