Well... another long absence... this one caused by a near marriage and other fun times. I'm currently writing up the second chapter. Reread this chapter, as I've edited it a bit. No major changes, just tweaked it after I read it after all these years and a few things bugged me.
Sorry to keep you all waiting.
Now, onto the story.
First year at Hogwarts School for wizardry for Harry. The simple thought of going somewhere his parents had been, walking down hallways his parents had walked, going to classes they had gone too... maybe even having a teacher that they had learned from... the thought made his head spin. The Hogwarts express was moving smoothly towards said school, as Harry walked through the train, looking an open cabin with Ronald Weasly by his side, the boy was very talkative, although it was still bugging him that everyone wanted to stare at his scar, didn't any of them think about what it could mean for him? As he entered the first open cabin he found there was two people sitting in it, an adult… a very strange adult and a first year girl with extremely bushy hair. The adult was wearing the same robes that professors at Hogwarts wore, but he also had a blue cloth covering his left eye, with a visible scar above and below the cloth. That and he was currently reading an orange book with a picture of a man chasing a giggling woman on the front cover. The girl glared constantly at the book, as the adult, who Harry assumed was a teacher giggled every once in a while. It was one of the strangest sights Harry had seen yet in the world of magic.
"Um… excuse me professor…?"
"Hatake. Professor Kakashi Hatake."
"Professor, why do you read trash like… like that!"
"Huh?" was Harry's oh so intelligent response.
"That… that… that book! It's pornographic!" the first year exclaimed, as though the teacher was using dark magic by reading the book.
"Well, the answer is obvious." Started the adult.
After a few seconds she asked. "Well then, what is it?"
"To find out what happens…"
The trio stared at him blankly for a few minutes before he put the book away.
"Well… it seems that your not going to allow me to read, so why don't I introduce myself? I am Kakashi Hatake, the new defense against the dark arts teacher for this year. It seems that the last teacher had some sort of accident." He smiled at them lazily, "I'm assuming that you," he pointed at Harry, "are the famous "boy-who-lived" and who might you two be?"
Harry blushed lightly, still uncomfortable as being known as "the boy who lived" and not as plain old Harry Potter, but at least this Kakashi didn't stare at his scar or make some big deal about it. That alone made Harry like this teacher.
"Uh, yes..."
"Well," Hermione started with a huff, "I'm Hermione Granger."
"I'm Ron Weasly…"
"Now I do believe that I have some "official" duties to go tend to… otherwise professor Mcgonagal might come to remind me of them." He said sighing softly, before getting up and leaving. "Oh, and before I forget, I really hope you have the reinforced leather robes for my class. You'll be needing them, and make sure to read the first chapter of your book before coming to class." With that he smiled at them lazily and left.
"Um… just what was that?" was Ron's ever so intelligent input.
"I have no clue…" harry said scratching the side of his head.
"I think he's just a pervert." Hermione huffed.
"I wonder what we need the robes for…" was Ron's input.
Simultaneously the three shuddered and got a cold chill down their spines.
"I have a very bad feeling about this…" worried Hermione.
"I agree with Hermione… I think this will be a very memorable first year…" Harry muttered.
"Is that good or bad?" asked Ron; just hoping it didn't involve spiders.
At that same time, another trio was discussing the upcoming year. And it wasn't Draco and his little friends either.
"Hn. I wonder what Hogwarts will be like…"
"Well I've been reading up on this book, "Hogwarts, a history" and it's pretty informative…"
"Cool Sakura-chan! Does it talk about any awesome spells they have?"
"Dobe… hn… she told you already… transfiguration, defense against the dark arts, charms, history of magic, herbology, and potions for this year, so we wont be learning any "awesome" spells yet… just how to levitate things, and how to turn a match into a needle. Maybe a giggling charm or something equally useless."
"Aw! But I want to learn something useful! Not stupid things like that!" pouted Naruto Uzimaki, container for the Kyuubi no kitsune, quite possibly the most powerful demon in existence. Close range combat specialist for gennin cell seven of Konohanagakure no Sato.
"For once I agree with Naruto. We should learn something that will help us, not neat little tricks…" sighed Sakura Haruno, genjutsu, trap, and medical jutsu specialist for cell seven.
"He has made a rare good point… hn… it would be nice to learn something that I could actually use." Muttered Sasuke Uchiha, rookie of the year for the village hidden in the leaves, and one of two surviving members of the Uchiha Massacre, who possessed the legendary sharingan that could predict any movement and copy almost any jutsu, and could also hypnotize an opponent. Taijutsu and long range jutsu specialist for cell seven.
"Hey! What do you mean, "a rare good point"! Teme!"
Sasuke chuckled quietly, the slight tension from the three of them being in a strange land broken by the familiarity of their argument, Sakura smiling brightly, her hand covering her mouth, and Naruto grinning from ear to ear. Of course Naruto had noticed he was a little tense and tried to break the tension as only he knew how, being a brat.
They were in Britain disguised as students and a teacher at Hogwarts because Konohana's spy network had discovered Orochimaru's lust for the sharingan, and because of that, for Sasuke, after all which would be more difficult, the well trained rookie gennin, or the extremely well trained and experienced S rank renegade? Albus Dumbledore (who had past dealings with the legendary Frog Sage, Jiraiya) agreed to let them come and learn from him at the behest of Sarutobi, the third hokage, known as the professor for his mastery of over a thousand jutsu. Thus they would increase in strength and would be able to hold their own when the time came. Or at least that was the plan.
But as we all know, even the best laid plans can have… problems.
Across the world in a hidden fortress in the young Otogakure no Sato, Orochimaru was speaking with his spy, Kabuto.
"You're sure that Sasuke-kun has left Konohana on a training mission?"
"Absolutely Orochimaru-sama. He and the rest of cell seven have left… I believe they are in Europe, but I have no clue as to where in Europe Orochimaru-sama, or how long they will be there for." Kabuto replied, bowing deeply to Orochimaru.
"Damn… I was hoping to capture him during this chuunin exam in the midst of the invasion… there are too many variables, the sand being one of the main ones… with out the possibility of marking Sasuke, it isn't worth the risk. We'll have to postpone the invasion. For now at least…"
"Your command Orochimaru-sama. Should we task the sound five with finding them?"
"Hmm… possibly… very possibly…it would free me up considerably, but I should give him the curse seal first… otherwise we wont have a lure to bring him here by his own will. It's the only way to be sure he'll accept my training to unlock the full potential of the sharingan, as well as a way to guide him into my future vessel… I should make the first encounter… personally."
"Well, Kakashi is there, and doubtless Sarutobi will have other guardians with them… and who knows what Danzo will do about this situation."
"The only Konohana ninja that pose a threat to me are Jiraiya, Tsunade, Itachi, and the Hokage himself. Kakashi might wound me, but that is the limit of his powers."
"What of the jinchuriki? Or ROOT?"
"If he knows how to control the demon then he could pose a threat… but, I can always place an odd numbered seal over the existing one, which would cripple his ability to use the demon's chakra, possibly even his own. He poses no threat to me. And ROOT? Danzo's slaves don't worry me, their only qualities are absolute loyalty and obedience."
"Are you sure Orochimaru-sama? If he has full control over the demon, or simply lets the demon lose… he could very well cripple you, or worse… perhaps the sound five should accompany you?"
"Hmm… you have a point… but I doubt he even knows of the demon… Sarutobi is far to kind to let him find out, or to train him in its use… no, although Danzo, that old war hawk, would love to have made Naruto into a weapon, Sarutobi wouldn't let that happen… no, I think that he was never trained in its use…"
"Yes Orochimaru-sama…"
"Kabuto, gather the sound five, in the unlikely event that I am forced to retreat, I want them there to cover me…"
"I will do so at once Orochimaru-sama…" Kabuto said as he thought to himself, "Fool. I know for a fact that Naruto does know how to use the nine-tailed fox's chakra, if not fully. I only hope he kills you for me. After all I'm not quite ready to show my hand… it would ruin the surprise." He walked away smirking to himself. Almost time for him to cast aside this mask… after all, not even a Sannin could stand against a jinchuriki that had full control over their demon. His smirk grew as those thoughts passed through his mind.
No one would see him coming. That included both his masters. He pushed his glasses up his nose, his eyes flashing pure sliver behind them, as his smirk only grew wider. Soon… Soon… that thought kept repeating through his mind. Soon… soon he could toss aside this mask… no; he would toss aside all of his masks and let the world see who he really was… soon… instead of furthering other's ambitions he would further his own… and he would shake the shinobi world to it's core. His name would be remembered for centuries for what he would start…
With each step further into Orochimaru's complex, Kabuto's smirk only grew.
AN-
so, slightly modified, but much better than it was, and now my creative juices are flowing to knock out the next chapter! Hopefully I'll get it out in the next few days.
