Disclaimer: Don't own. Dont't care. Writing this for free.

AN: THIS FIC IS A COMPANION TO DOESKIN. ALL OMAKE'S FROM THERE SHALL-BE/WERE MOVED HERE. Other than what you already read, I don't make promises on anything, new updates are not garanteed. I will post what I have, probably do a couple of requests, and keep the fic as ongoing until I finish with doeskin. Once that one is over, even if this one didn't get any updates, it will be labeled "complete"... which is not to say I might not put a random oneshot if the right mood strikes after this one is "completed".

The first OMAKE in this collection is going to be a request I had gathering dust in my computer since it didn't really fit at the end of any particular Doeskin chapter. The next 3, however, will be old material.

Having said that, enjoy! I'll see you all in the bottom note.


Omake: Dogskin (Requested by: suntan140)

Although Harry had not been thrilled about being unable to get eternal rest, he knew there were a lot of thing he could do in a second life with the knowledge he amassed on his first... Merlin, he would even get to play Quidditch again after centuries of been too old to play!

Or so it would have been the case, had Harry been reborn a wizard.

The famous three Peverell brothers once had been "rewarded" by Death with three cursed gifts. One died a horrifically bloody dead, the other killed himself because he could not bear to continue living.

After Harry opened felt his not-quite-human body fall down to the ground with a wet plop, coming right out of a dog's... well... out of a dog. He was pretty damn sure the poor bloke who wished for the invisibility cloak got some kind of horrid punishment in the afterlife because of how long he had evaded Death.

"Congratulations," Harry heard a voice speaking in Japanese -a language he had more or less learnt before dying- from somewhere to his left, as a rough tongue licked the over-sensitive, furry skin of his face. "It's a beautiful girl!"

The noise coming out of the little Harry-puppy was more a whine than the cry of fury that echoed in his heart.

Merlin's trice-dammed bollocks! Death was a monumental prat.

"Death can't harm his master" his bloody arse.

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Life as a puppy was not as happy as most might think. Female dogs constantly licked their babies' genitalia to stimulate it, allowing puppies to learn how to pee and poop. Female dogs also ate the waste to keep the place clean so their little ones would be safe. Which was awkward for Harry, or "Rai-chan" as she was called in this life.

The fact that his dog-mommy licked her face with the same tongue she used to eat her feces and the feces of her other puppy, her "brother" Akamaru, made Harry-puppy feel a healthy amount of horror about the uncleanliness of the whole thing.

Thankfully, there is a point in every dog's life when mommy decide puppies are ready to be on their own. The humiliation on that front was blissfully over after a few weeks.

The only good thing that Harry was glad about was that he/she was a pet. After all, having the option of worried owners feed him with bottles was a lot better than brestfeading from a female dog upon noticing the way her brother energetically pushed her away from the shared source of food... Not that the milk they could feed him was as nutritious as his/her mother's milk, so Rai was smaller and weaker than his/her twin.

Merlin, being reborn a female was so confusing. It was messing with her pronouns a bit too much. Maybe she should call himself a he in his head? No. It would be better to resign himself... er HERself to his(no, HER) fate. So... SHE was confused, and would do HER best, or whatever.

Harry-puppy would soon learn that he-SHE was not a regular dog, but a nin-dog. His owners were not just face-paint fanatics, but face-paint fanatic ninjas!... or were those birthmarks? Anyway, that was not important. The important bit there is the NINJA part of it. And, from what he had heard so far, those ninja wanted to breed her.

If Harry was sure of one thing, it was that he would never have puppies to lick down there so they could poop. After all if he (er...she) did, Harry, the boy-who-became-a-she-dog, would, literally, upon becoming a mother, spend weeks eating crap.

No matter how much Harry had grown fond of dogs because of Sirius, that was a path he was not willing to walk. And, since this ninja breed their dogs young, it was Harry's mission to get out before she became fertile.

Besides, Harry knew of the phrase "Dog in heat" and didn't like one bit the idea of being at the end of it.

And thus Harry started planning and plotting. She would gain her freedom!

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It was a surprise to nobody that Kiba would pick Akamaru out of the two puppies that he could chose. The two of them had clicked... not to mention the female puppy was just plain weird. It didn't like to breastfeed (which was an instinct for all mammals); it didn't like to be petted, or cuddled, and, it gave the impression of beeing too detached, too sulking and too attentive, at the same time.

No Inazuka in their right mind would have chosen that one over the sweet little pup that was Akamaru.

Not that it mattered. Females were always good to breeding more puppies for the ever-growing Inazuka clan wich, despite their efforts, had a lot of their nin-dogs die in combat. It was a sad thing, but it was inevitable. Their dogs were as much as ninja as they were, and, since they tended to be weaker than the humans they battled along with, those had a higher mortality rater. Thus there was a need to have females ready to keep 'em coming.

Hopefully the weirdness of that one won't be hereditary.

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It wasn't until after a reincarnated Harry Potter turned 4 moths that he managed to get out of the Inuzuka complex. Many would say it shouldn't have take her so long, but since most of the walls were too tall to climb, her mom-dog was keeping an eye on her most of the time.

If it wasn't because "her mother" had to sleep at some point, Harry would never had gotten away.

Sadly, having a clan where all members (human and dogs alike) were good at tracking others, meant Harry's first taste of the outside world was short lived... fortunately she managed to meet a potential ally. An unlikely one. Because, as Harry's eyes met that of Tora the cat, she knew, just knew, that none of them were willing to stay with their owners.

And, somehow, Tora seemed to catch on Harry's need to escape too. Never-mind they were cat and dog. The two animals were kindred spirits, and both were smart enough to know it.

The Inuzuka, and every genin in Konoha, would rue the day the two menaces became runaway allies.

The End.


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AN: I know it started a lot like Doeskin, that was the reason I decided to put this one as a first chapter. The idea of this omake is up for the grabs if anyone feels inspired enough. In fact, if someone does, let me know so I can attach a note here so other readers can know about it.

Having said that, don't forget to REVIEW!