Another Bloody Ninja Scroll
Chapter One
Children, We Have Some New Students Today
"What kind of place is this?" Naruto was distinctly whining, not at all happy with having to run through the heather-flowers of Scotland, which left their perfumes all over his favorite orange pants. I smell like a girl!
"It's a castle, dobe." Sasuke didn't even turn his head, gazing intently at the place that would be their home away from home for an unspecified period of time.
"Shut up, teme! I knew that!" Naruto scowled at the bastard, his cheeks flushing.
"Is it possible for you two to go more than five minutes without fighting?!" Sakura put her fists to her hips and scowled at her partners. "Look, our mission is simple; infiltrate this school, gain the students' trust, and find that stolen scroll. We get paid twice as much if we find out who stole it and bring them in, so lets shoot for that, alright?" Sakura gave the two boys a hard stare, just to make sure she got her point accross.
"Hn." Sasuke turned his head away.
"Yeah, yeah, Sakura, we know already! Are we gonna go or what?" Naruto stared at the faraway castle, now eager to start the mission. No stupid flowers in there!
"Fine." Sakura took out her newly acquired sakura-tree wand and put a translation spell over them. "Alright you guys, we should be speaking English now. Lets go. The headmaster is waiting for us."
The three ninja flashed away.
"Harry, are you feeling alright?" Hermione's voice purred with that odd tone that only giant worry-warts of the fairer sex ever seemed to achieve.
"Jeez, mate, if your scar's burning again—" Ron sounded just as exasperated as worried, and Hermione frowned at him.
"No, no, its not that, its just…I get this weird feeling that something unexpected is coming…" Harry frowned and watched the castle get closer through the carriage window.
But suddenly a tanned, scarred face blocked his view.
"YAARRG!!" Harry threw himself backwards, falling to the carriage floor, and the tanned face grinned.
"Hey! Mind if we join you guys?" His voice was muffled slightly by the glass and he grinned widely at the shocked faces of Harry, Ron, and Hermione as the door opened and two people stepped through.
"Well, get in, dobe, before you fall." One of the people that stepped in, a pale boy with raven-black hair, spoke to the other boy, who was still pressed against the window.
"Teme!" The tan blond's face twisted into a scowl and he stepped though the open door as well, shutting it behind him. "I wasn't gonna fall."
"Hn." The dark haired boy looked away and sat opposite of Ron and Hermione. Pouting slightly, the blond sat next to him.
And Harry stared. The pale one was incredibly pretty, with fine, almost girlish features. His hair was spiked up in the back, and he had long bangs that framed his face and fell just to his chin. His eyes were pitch black, and he wore white shorts and an odd, wide necked blue shirt. He also wore odd blue sandals that all three of them wore. He had an aristocratic air to him, and a vaguely icy feel.
The blond boy that sat next to him was exactly the opposite, wearing a bright orange jumpsuit and an open air about him. There were three scars on each cheek that reminded Harry of the whiskers of an animal, and his wildly spiky golden hair complemented his sun kissed skin. His eyes were a deep cerulean blue—
"Are you alright?" The third person, a girl, held out a hand to help Harry up. "We're sorry, we didn't mean to shock you." She smiled as she pulled Harry upright, and Harry couldn't help but stare. She was a generally unremarkable girl with blue eyes and a slightly large forehead, wearing a red dress of some sort with a white circle on the front and back. The skirt split on both sides, and she wore leggings beneath. But the odd thing was, it seemed that her hair was naturally…pink. "My name is Sakura Haruno, and this is Sasuke Uchiha," She gestured towards the pale boy, " and—"
"I'm Naruto Uzumaki!" The blonde boy grinned widely at Harry as he sat next to Ron and Hermione, and Sakura scowled as she sat in between Naruto and Sasuke. "We're transfer students from Konoha!"
"Konoha?" Hermione frowned. "I don't know that school. Is it an eastern school?"
"Yes, it is." Sakura smiled at Hermione, recognizing a fellow scholarly person. "It's not a boarding school like Hogwarts, but we've learned a lot from it that we couldn't learn here."
"Oh?" Hermione almost visibly bristled, and her eyes narrowed. "Like what?"
"Like," Sasuke looked straight into Hermione's eyes, and she shivered. "The fact that even though those creatures pulling the carriage are there, you and that flame-head beside you are unaware of their ghastly appearance." Sasuke glanced quickly at Harry before glaring out the window again. "He knows, though."
Hermione stared at Sasuke for a moment before clearing her throat loudly and sitting up straighter. "I am Hermione Granger. This is Ron Weasley," She pointed to the 'flame-head.' "And Harry Potter." She pointed at Harry and the three friends waited for the usual reaction of anyone that had not met Harry before.
It never came.
Sasuke continued to stare out the window, Sakura merely smiled, and Naruto grinned widely at them.
"So," Hermione said, breaking the unexpected silence. "What year are you three?"
"Year?" Naruto's eyes squinted as he frowned in confusion, and Hermione blinked at him.
"Erm, how old are you?" She amended.
"Sixteen!" Naruto grinned.
"Then you're sixth years, like us." Hermione smiled back.
"Oy, we're here." Ron interrupted them, and Hermione and Harry glanced out the window.
"Oh, so we are." Hermione turned back to continue speaking with their odd carriage-mates, but—
They were gone.
As the students in the great hall awaited their food and the usual speech from their headmaster, Naruto, Sasuke and Sakura were discussing arrangements with him. He had just finished explaining that they were to be sorted and introduced to the masses, and now they were at the door to the great hall.
"Are you ready?" Dumbledore's eyes twinkled at them. They had been doing that a lot.
"As we'll ever be," Sakura said quietly, and the headmaster nodded, opening the doors.
They followed in his footsteps as he walked between the tables to the one up front and tapped a glass, calling everyone's attention to him.
"This year," He called out to the completely silent room, "we have some exchange students!" The room erupted into the expected whispers and Dumbledore waited until they died out before speaking again. "These students come from a place called Konoha, and I warn you now; it would be unwise of you to pick fights with these three, as their education has differed greatly from your own. But now, these three must be sorted! First up, Miss Sakura Haruno!" Sakura stepped up and sat on the stool as Dumbledore set the sorting hat on her head. For a moment, it was silent. Then, "RAVENCLAW!!"
The Ravenclaw table burst into applause, and Sakura took the hint and found a seat with them.
"And now, Sasuke Uchiha!"
Sasuke stepped up to the stool, but the hat had barely touched his head before screaming, "SLYTHERIN!!"
He sat next to a pale boy with white-blonde hair as Naruto stepped up to the stool.
"And finally, Naruto Uzumaki!" And Dumbledore placed the hat on his head.
Naruto listened to the hat speak. "Determined enough for Slytherin, and you're brave, yes, very brave…there's loyalty enough for Hufflepuff, too, quite a bit of that…but I think GRYFFINDOR!!"
Naruto grinned widely and skipped off to join the friends he had made earlier.
"Konoha, eh?"
Sasuke shifted his gaze to the smug looking blond beside him. He reeked of a spoiled rich boy--Sasuke would know. "Yes."
"What kind of spells did they teach you there?" A white eyebrow rose and the odd boy's lips quirked into a cocky smirk. "Dark magic?"
"No." Sasuke deemed the boy unimportant, and turned his gaze back to his plate, blinking when he saw that the previously empty serving plate above his own was now filled with sushi. Shrugging inwardly, he placed some on his plate.
"That's new." The blond frowned at the sushi. "They've never served sushi before."
"Hn." Perhaps they're welcoming me?
"Well, whatever. You didn't answer my question." The boy was staring at his hair. Sasuke could feel it.
"Hn." Why should I, hair-fetish boy?
"About the spells they teach you?" The boy turned his attention back to his plate, piling on some sort of pastry.
"Hn." Spells, ha! Sounds far lazier than Jutsu. This school will be child's play.
"Oh, come on, can't you just—" The irritation was clear in the other boy's voice, and it immediately triggered Sasuke's temper.
In an instant, Sasuke's sharingan had been activated and he was staring into the annoying blond's silver eyes. "In Konoha they trained me to be faster than the eye can see, more powerful than a lightning bolt, more deadly than a sharp razor to a vein. In Konoha they taught me how to protect, and how to conquer, but what I learned was how to get what I wished." And then the sharingan was deactivated, and Sasuke turned back to his plate. "Are you satisfied now?"
The pale boy had paled further, and the students around them who had seen stared at Sasuke with a newfound trepidation.
"How," The blond cleared his throat as his voice broke. "How did you change your eyes like that?"
"Blood trait." Sasuke began to eat. The sushi is good.
"Blood…trait." The blond blinked, some color returning to his face. "Are you a pure blood, then?" Sasuke paused, confused for a moment.
"I come from a long line of Uchiha's, a branch of the Hyuuga clan." Is that what he was talking about?
"Are those wizard family names?" The boy had obviously never heard of either clan.
Sasuke frowned and looked at him again, his coal eyes cold. "No."
"So you're a muggle born?" The boy's eyes grew dark with a sudden disgust.
"A what?" Sasuke stopped himself, turning away again. "Whatever. My blood is stronger than yours regardless."
The blond's face flushed with rage. "Excuse me?! I'll have you know, I'm a Malfoy!"
"Hn." Like I care. What kind of name is 'Malfoy,' anyway? Sounds like something someone would name a ferret.
For a moment, the 'Malfoy' faltered. "A Malfoy." Sasuke showed no reaction, and the blond frowned at him. "As in, Lucius Malfoy?"
"Hn." Still not caring, here.
"You honestly don't know my name." He sounded incredibly astonished, and Sasuke couldn't help but smirk. What, you don't know my name, but I should know yours?
"It's not as if you're the Hokage. If you are not someone of higher rank or greater strength, why should I care for your name?"
"Perhaps I am an equal?" His tone was haughty, well aware of his peers watching this confrontation. Sasuke was engaging in a power-struggle, but he wasn't even struggling.
"Hn." I doubt that such a nancy-boy could be my equal.
"My name is Draco Malfoy." He held out a soft, pale hand for Sasuke to shake.
Sasuke glanced at the unappealing hand before reaching for his goblet. "You know my name is Sasuke Uchiha."
Draco frowned and lowered his hand, the fingers clenching. "Yes."
Sasuke took a sip from the goblet and spurted the orange liquid out over the people in front of him. "What in Kami-Sama's name is that?!"
"Its called pumpkin juice, teme!" Naruto called out from the Gryffindor table. "Ain't this place just great?!"
Sasuke scowled across the great hall at Naruto, as at the same time Draco scowled at Harry, who sat next to him, smiling and laughing at something Ron was saying.
"You friends with that lot?" Draco's voice was odd, a mixture of distaste and, almost buried underneath that, longing.
"Hn." It's deeper than friendship, whatever it is that we have… "I only know Naruto and Sakura."
"But are you friends with the Gryffindor?" Draco seemed adamant that he know about this. Sasuke decided to let him wade in unfulfilled curiosity.
"Why are you still talking to me?" Sasuke sighed, feining impatience, picking up his last piece of sushi. "You're annoying."
Draco snarled. "Annoying?! I'll show you anno--"
"Don't any of you realize when danger sits beside you?" Sasuke shook his head at the sheer idiocy of this new school.
Draco frowned, now completely confused. "What?"
"Hmph." Sasuke took another, more cautious sip from the goblet, and realized that it was not as bad as it first seemed. I can't wait for this mission to be over. Meanwhile, I might as well screw with the locals.
"So, Hermione, was it?" Naruto grinned widely at the fuzzy brunette. "What kind of cool jutsu do you guys do?"
Hermione, Ron, and Harry frowned.
"Jutsu?" Hermione said it slowly, as though Naruto were slightly unhinged. "Do you mean spells?"
Naruto just grinned and nodded, used to this kind of treatment. "Yeah, sure, whatever. Know any tricks?"
"Well," Hermione paused, as though unsure of how whatever she was going to say would be recieved. "I could levitate your goblet, if you'd like."
"Cool!" Naruto's grin widened as genuine excitement took over. "Do it, do it!"
"Wingaurdium leviosa." Hermione pointed her wand at the goblet and floated it gently out of Naruto's hand and onto the table.
Naruto's eyes widened. He knew of no jutsu that did anything similiar. "Woah…now show me how you did it!"
The next fifteen minutes were spent with Hermione teaching Naruto how to use his oaken wand to levitate various objects, which amused all, interrupted only when Naruto jumped up to call out the name of Hogwart's token beverage to his friend.
"This is way easier than using chakra!" Naruto grinned widely and, as eventually it grew contageous, Ron grinned back.
"Still don't know what you're talking about, mate, but do you have any tricks to share?"
Naruto nodded rappidly. "Yeah!" He stood and made the hand symbol required. "Sexy no jutsu!"
There was a poof of smoke, and when it cleared, Naruto was gone, and in his place was a very attractive, very woman, and all nude version of the scarred blond. She blew Ron a kiss, and his entire head turned redder than his hair.
And an uproar arose.
"NARUTO!!" The angry cry came from the Ravenclaw table, and in the next instant, Naruto had been clobbered on the back of the head with the handle of a well-thrown kunai. He transformed back into himself with another poof of smoke.
Sakura was there, towering over him, infuriated that he would ruin their first impression so quickly. "WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT USING THAT STUPID, PERVERTED JUTSU?!"
"I'm sorry, Sakura-Chan!" Naruto cowered below her, looking absolutely pathetic, and not completely acting. "I won't do it again!"
Sakura sniffed, not quite molified. "You better not. Or I'll tell Sasuke about—"
"NO!! No, no, Sakura-San, please, please don't, I won't do it again, I promise!" Anything but that!
"Hm." Sakura nodded, now satisfied, and walked back over to her seat, immediately immersing herself in a thick tome.
The hall was silent for a moment. Then the whole room burst out laughing.
"Man, she's got you whipped!"
"What kind of spell was that?"
"Dude, what dirt does she have on you that's worth taking that?"
"MAN, that was hilarious!"
Naruto took his seat, and did his best to laugh it off, like he always did. At least Sasuke won't find out…