Still experimenting. If you like, I'm glad! ^^ If you don't, sorry this isn't for you, now please leave. But I hope you all like this.

Also, I will keep calling him 'Harry', but to people in the story talking to or about him (at least, the Japanese) he will be called 'Hari'. I just hate changing names around, too much confusion. When he's at Hogwarts, he's called Harry. His name has not changed. But while he's in Japan, they call him 'Hari-chan'.

And concerning the language, sentences will be mostly English with some Japanese thrown in. I'll provide translations at the bottom, just like last time.

Trying to clear this up, so if I confused anyone, sorry.

Disclaimer: I do not own Yakuza or Harry Potter.

Here the Chapter Starts

Even though he was told to leave the kid at an orphanage, the boy refused to leave him. So, Majima took him in, to the shock of the rest of the clan.

Harry, as Majima quickly found out, was a very smart child. Within a month, he could hold some conversations, though struggled once in a while and had to use smaller words. Within three months, his speech, though accented (which he lost by the end of the year), was near perfect. Majima walked around with a big grin on his face, full of pride for the little boy he found and took in. The rest of the clan just thought it was a good thing some people were bilingual and taught Harry their language.

Then Harry called him Otōsan. Some of the guys teased him for going soft, but after a beat down, they stopped. But even the teasing did not wipe the smile off his face.

After a year, Majima decided to train his adopted son. In his own unusual way. The man was impressed with Harry's speed and reflexes, but he still needed to get stronger. So every day, Harry would train with someone of the Shimano Family, going against Majima himself at the end of every month. Though never beaten his father, Harry was getting stronger and faster. Lean muscles were developing all over his body, something both were glad to see.

Though one thing Harry did enjoy was watching his Otōsan fight the Dragon of Dojima, Kiryu Kazuma. Not once has he ever beaten the mighty dragon, but he did enjoy those fights. Once, Harry remembered, Majima proclaimed that no one was allowed to kill 'Kiryu-chan' except for him. His Otōsan has a strange sense of loyalty.

The years kept passing by. Majima would often pout about how his 'Hari-chan' was growing up so fast before it was pointing out that Harry isn't even a teenager yet. Kiryu-san was the only one to ever say this without getting hit.

Though everyone knew only Harry could get away with anything and everything when it came to Majima.

"Ohayō, Otōsan!" Harry cried out, jumping on his father's bed. "It's time to get up!"

Majima groaned, grabbing a pillow before covering his head with it.

Harry puffed his cheeks in irritation. "Otōsan," he drawled out with a whine.

"Hari-chan, you're ten, you shouldn't be whining," Majima mumbled through the pillow.

Undeterred, Harry grabbed Majima's arm, pulling on it until Majima swung his hand around to get Harry to let go. "You fell asleep with your eye-patch on again! Ah, you've been fighting with Kiryu-san again, haven't you?" he accused. "I bet you two had a late night brawl!"

"Hai," Majima answered, finally removing the pillow before sitting up. There was some bruising on his chest, stomach, and arms, but none of it looked too bad. "I was close! So close!"

"Nah, Otōsan," the boy sighed, shaking his head. "Don't take this the wrong way or anything, but he's not called the Dragon of Dojima for nothing."

"Hai, but I'm not called the Mad Dog for nothing," Majima pointed out with a grin before ruffling Harry's messy mop he called hair.

"You know you won't ever beat him, right?" Harry stated, returning the grin.

"Never know," the man replied, getting to his feet before stretching his arms upwards then swinging them by his sides. "Even if I don't, I'm probably one of the only people who can really make sure Kiryu-chan stays in top form."

"Hai," the boy couldn't help but agree. "Oh, Otōsan! I was wondering if I can take tomorrow off from training?"

"Nani? Hari-chan, one day of slacking off could take a long time to recover from," Majima pointed out as he put his shirt on.

"But Otōsan! It's just one day! It's not every day I turn eleven, you know!"

Majima paused for a moment before looking at the calendar Harry put up. In bright red on July thirty-first, 'Hari-chan's Tanjōbi' was neatly written. (1) He suspected Harry of writing it.

"There's supposed to be a festival in town, too! I wanted to go!"

Letting out a loud sigh, he turned to the boy. Large and bright emerald eyes met his own single gaze, water gathering at the corners and threatening to spill down to quivering lips. "Yatta," he gave in. (2) "Just tomorrow, Hari-chan. Then you train twice as hard through the rest of the week. Deal?"

"Hai!" the boy chirped before running out of the room with a cheer.

Majima rolled his eye with a shake of his head. Kid has made him soft. For a moment, he briefly wondered if he could get Harry a tattoo, then thought otherwise. He was only raised by a yakuza, not one himself. The ink would have to wait.

The next day, he was woken up by Harry again, this time at the crack of dawn. "Shimano-oyaji wanted to talk to you, Otōsan!" he exclaimed as though he didn't care, but Majima noticed the slight fear in his eyes. Even though Majima is working his way to a high rank within the Shimano family, that doesn't mean he will be able to escape all punishment.

"I'm up, I'm up," Majima groaned as he rose form the bed. He briefly glanced around before he noticed the small hand holding his eye-patch to him. "Kansha." (3) Tying it on, he looked to his son. "Hari-chan, you have all day to do what you want. Don't leave Kamurocho. Stay away from street punks and if any bother you, tell them you have strong ties to the Shimano family so they better fuck off."

"And if they don't believe me?" Harry asked, tilting his head.

"Call me and I'm tear them a new one," Majima answered with a grin.

"You just wanna fight, Otōsan!" Harry giggled. "I'll be back later. Sayonara!"

With that, Harry bolted out of the room. Used to the daily morning routine, the yakuza around him easily avoided him as he ran by, not pausing in their eating or whatever they did in the mornings. Bursting out of the building, he finally stopped, catching his breath as he looked around. "Kiryu-ojisan! Nishiki-ojisan!" he called out, seeing the two men.

Both looked over as he approached. "Oi, Hari-chan," Nishiki greeted with a smirk.

Harry stuck his tongue out at him. "Only Otōsan can call me that!" he complained, though knew it was pointless after four years of living with the Tojo Clan.

"Everyone calls you that anyway," Kiryu pointed out this time. "Where are you off to in such a hurry?"

"Are you going to Kamurocho? Otōsan told me I could go there today and take a day off training."

"E? Why would he say that? Even more, allow it," Nishiki asked, looking over at Kiryu as though he had all the answers when it concerned Majima. Kiryu shrugged.

"Today is my tanjōbi," the now eleven-year-old announced happily. "I had to pull out the puppy eyes."

"I swear, that is the only thing to make Majima-niisan submit," Kiryu chuckled with a shake of his head. "Tanjōbiomedetō, Hari-chan." (4)

"Arigato, so are you two going to Kamurocho?"

"Hai, we were just about to leave," Nishiki answered. "Want to come with us?"

"Hai, dōzo!" Harry chirped. (5)

Kiryu chuckled as he placed a hand on Harry's shoulder. "Then come on, the sooner we leave, the more time we have."

That Evening

The scene in front of the trio was unlike anything Harry had ever seen before. Granted Majima is involved, but the rest of the clan generally doesn't try to help him with his antics. Still, this was unusual. Or more like, the strange old man his father was yelling at was unusual. He seemed ancient with a long silver beard, his hair seeming to be just as long and silvery, his blue eyes twinkling as he tried to talk Majima down like the man was a child.

Big mistake. It only riled up the Mad Dog more.

"Otōsan," Harry called, running over to Majima. He noticed how tense the man was, and how he refused to look away from the old man in the periwinkle…was that a dress? "What's going on? Why's the whole Tojo Clan out here for one old man?" Well, not the whole Clan, but enough.

Majima scoffed, his head jerking to the side, but his good eye still trained on the elderly man. "He wants to take you away, Hari-chan," he growled out, his teeth grinding.

The old man looked to the birthday boy before smiling and opening his arms. "Ah, Harry, my boy!" he exclaimed, his accent thick. Foreigner, obviously.

"I'm not your boy," he stated as the man stepped forward. Majima pushed Harry behind him. The old man stopped.

"I don't know what your game is, but you're not taking Hari-chan!" he yelled.

Ignoring the angry man, which again was not a good idea, he looked to the boy peeking around Majima's side. "My name is Albus Dumbledore, Harry, and I'm here to take you back to your aunt and uncle. They've been quite worried about you over these past few years."

"I doubt it," Harry scoffed. No wonder Majima was so angry.

"Perhaps if we sat down and have a civil discussion," the old man, Dumbledore, suggested.

"Get the hell out of here," Majima growled at him with a harsh jerk of his head. "You plan on taking Hari-chan away, making it so I never see him again. Over my dead body!"

"And he's hard to kill," Harry threw in, earning a chuckle from Kiryu-san.

"Petunia and Vernon Dursley are his rightful guardians and family, they have been greatly worried about him for the past four years," Dumbledore attempted to explain.

"Detarame," Nishiki muttered. (6)

"This is his kazoku," Majima shot back. (7) "I am his Otōsan! Besides, if they were so worried about him, why did they leave Japan without him? Why did they not tell the police he was missing? Even worse, why the hell was he nothing but skin and bone?"

"I am sorry, but I don't have the answers at the moment," the elderly man pointed out calmly. "But I do need to speak with Harry about something very important."

"Then we're not talking," Harry stated, grabbing his father's hand.

"You can talk here," Majima stated.

"I'm afraid this is a sensitive matter concerning young Harry," Dumbledore went on.

"You're not talking to him unless I'm there, so start talking now!" the Mad Dog shouted, getting madder as the confrontation went on.

"Please, do calm yourself," the aged man attempted to placate. "I would like to speak with Harry first before anything else. It is of the utmost importance."

"Nothing is more important than the fact you're trying to take my musuko!" Majima continued to shout, slashing his arm through the air. (8)

"Majima, calm yourself," a stern voice washed over the crowd.

Though still tense, Majima stood back, still keeping Harry behind him and away from the old man. A man with graying hair and mustache stepped out from the crowd, supporting himself on his cane as he limped to the pair. "I am Fuma Shintaro, Patriarch of the Fuma Family. While Shimano may find this interaction amusing, I am putting a stop to this. All of you, return to your duties. Majima, you and Hari-chan will come with me. As will you, Dumbledore-san."

"Fine," Majima spat, angered that he wasn't able to get rid of the man trying to take Harry away.

"Kiryu, Nishiki, you two may come as well," Fuma told them. "After all, if things don't go well, I may not be able to stop Majima in my present condition."

"Hai!" the two replied with a sharp nod.

"Follow me, Dumbledore-san, if you would," Fuma said, though the three yakuza and Harry knew it was more of an order.

Dumbledore nodded his head a couple times. "Very well, I'm glad we will have an opportunity to talk."

The small group entered the building, the surrounding Tojo members giving them a wide berth of passage. Fuma led them upstairs and into a nearby room. One seat was directly across the room from the door, and between the door and seat were two rows of similar chairs.

"Dumbledore-san," Fuma spoke. "Sit over there, if you would. Majima, Kiryu, Nishiki, and Hari-chan. I want you four on the other side."

The four sat to Fuma's right as he took the Chairman's seat. Dumbledore sat to the left, seeming uncomfortable with the chair. Harry could not imagine why. They weren't too soft to sink into, but not too firm to make it feel like sitting on stone. Maybe the seat was lower than what the old man was used to.

"Now, Dumbledore-san, I hope you can forgive Majima for his actions outside and understand why he is so protective of Hari-chan," Fuma started. "Majima was the one who found him on the street, the only one Hari-chan would trust or go near at that time. While most children that are orphaned would be sent to an orphanage, Majima took Hari-chan in and raised him as his own. And just like any father, he's highly protective of him. Considering the condition he was in when found, it is no surprise.

"When Majima found him, he was badly malnourished. His clothes were too thin for Kamurocho weather, not to mention full of holes and several sizes too large for him. So much so, they were slipping off his shoulders. He flinched at every sudden move and raised voice, hesitated about asking for anything and expected punishment each time he did. He even tried to do chores that no child his age should do. That was enough to tell us he was in an abusive household. I hope you can see now why Majima is so protective of him and highly argumentative when you mentioned taking Hari-chan back to that very home."

Dumbledore nodded his head a couple times before finally speaking. "Mr. Fuma, as much as I can understand your reasoning, I am afraid he will have to return to the home of his aunt and uncle."

"Īe!" Majima snapped. (9) "It took him only a few months to learn our language, but when he did, we were told everything he went through! Cupboard under the stairs for a room, forced to cook their food and starved when he burned it. He was only six! Īe! He will not go back there!"

"It is important he does return," Dumbledore told him firmly.

"For what reason?" Kiryu spoke up this time.

Dumbledore let out a low sigh. "I am afraid I am not at liberty to speak of this matter outside of Harry's family."

"We are his family!" Nishiki pointed out.

"Let me specify, his blood family," the elderly man clarified.

"Then how is it you explain to the families of Muggleborn children that had been adopted by people not related to them?" Fuma asked, narrowed eyes on the much older man.

Dumbledore stared at him in surprise. "I see, you are one as well?" he asked.

"Īe," Fuma answered with a shake of his head. "I had a cousin who was, a cousin who was adopted by blood members of my family, but not of hers. I also fund an orphanage, and plenty of children have passed through it with magic in their blood. So if you are not at liberty to tell us because we are not his blood family, then you may leave. Without Hari-chan."

"I see," he mumbled under his breath.

"Oyaji?" Kiryu called.

Fuma let out a sigh. "I assume you are from Britain?" Dumbledore nodded. "The laws are different depending on the country. In your country, you cannot tell those without magic. Here, so long as it is not used to cause a war or thrown around uncaringly, it can be spoken of. It just isn't, generally." He looked over to the confused four staring at him. "This man is a uizādo, a magic user." (10)

"Uizādo?" Majima repeated in confusion.

"Hai," Fuma replied with a nod of his head. "I assume he is trying to take Hari-chan away because he is the same. Am I right, Dumbledore-san?"

"It is much more complicated than that, I'm afraid," Dumbledore answered.

"Doesn't matter if he's one or not, he won't be going back to that family," Majima scoffed, leaning back into his chair and laying one leg over the other knee.

"Perhaps if you explain your situation, Dumbledore-san, we may find a compromise," Fuma offered.

"Very well," Dumbledore gave in. "Years ago, there was a powerful Dark Wizard by the name of Voldemort. He had many followers and started a war within our world, trying to kill all Muggleborns, half-bloods, and those deemed blood traitors while raising the purebloods to a higher standing. He had also wanted to purge the world of Muggles, non-magic people." He let out a low sigh. "Harry's parents, James and Lily Potter, were murdered by Voldemort when Harry was just a year old. He tried to kill Harry as well, but the curse he used backfired and destroyed Voldemort instead. Harry was uninjured for the exception of a cut on his forehead, that very scar still rests there.

"But I do not believe he is truly gone, and I fear his followers, if they catch wind of Harry's location, would try to hurt him for revenge of their fallen master. Which is why it is so important for him to live with his aunt. There are Blood Wards in place that will keep anyone with harmful intentions to Harry away from him."

"Didn't work so well for inside the house, did it?" Majima snorted, looking over to Fuma. "You can't really be buying this."

"I'm not," Fuma stated gravely. "Is that the only reason as to why you came here to Japan, Dumbledore-san?"

"No, that's not all," the elderly man answered, reaching into his robes before pulling out a thick envelope. He noticed his action of reaching into his robes made the other men tense and reach to different parts of their bodies. "I am also Headmaster to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Harry's name has been on the enrollment list since he was born. He is of age to attend, just as his mother and father have, and I have come to deliver his letter and to return him to his proper home."

"He's not leaving," Majima sternly stated, pulling his hand back from behind him.

"Majima," Fuma warned.

"He will eventually have to go to school so he may learn how to control his magic," Dumbledore informed him.

"Then I believe we may have our compromise." Fuma looked to Majima before Dumbledore. "We will not allow Hari-chan to return to his relatives. However, going to your school is a different matter."

"Nani?!" Majima shouted, slamming his hands onto the arms of his chair.

"Let me speak, Majima," Fuma told him calmly, not affected by the man's threatening outburst. The one-eyed man reluctantly backed down. "As I was saying, though this is still entirely up to Majima and Hari-chan, we will be willing to allow Hari-chan to attend your school. On the condition that he is not to return to the home of his blood family. He is to stay with us. If any of these followers try to come to Kamurocho with intent to harm Hari-chan, they will leave in body bags. He is safest here."

"I'm afraid I will have to insist on Harry returning to his aunt and uncle's home," Dumbledore told him.

"Then Hari-chan will not attend your school."

For a moment, Dumbledore was silent. He seemed to debate with himself, leaning back into his seat with a heavy sigh.

Harry looked between Dumbledore, Fuma, and Majima. "Otōsan," he whispered. Majima looked down at him. "What if I don't want to go to his school?"

"I'm sure there are others you can go to," his father told him. "Fuma said that some kids in that orphanage Kiryu-chan and Nishiki-san came from were magic users, too. They had to go somewhere to learn, right?"

"And what if I just don't want to go?" he asked, his voice still low.

"Why wouldn't you?" Kiryu asked, looking to Harry in confusion. Nishiki leaned forward enough to see around the man that he called 'brother'.

Chewing on his lip, he looked to his uncle. "I don't want to leave home," he answered.

"I will agree to your terms, Mr. Fuma, if you allow me to place certain measures to ensure that Harry will be safe here," Dumbledore agreed. "Any sign of danger to him and he will be taken back to his relatives."

"He will be safer here with us than with them, but I agree," Fuma accepted then turned to Majima and Harry. "Now it is entirely your decision on whether you want to go or not, Hari-chan."

"Wait a moment, I believe we just agreed he would go," Dumbledore cut in.

"Īe," Fuma told him. "We just set down an agreement if he attends your school. Hari-chan, Majima, you two must decide. Dumbledore-san, if you will allow them some time. Preferably tomorrow."

"Very well," Dumbledore agreed. "I will send one of my professors tomorrow for their answer and to take Harry shopping for his school supplies." To the surprise of the group, he vanished with a loud crack.

"Sounds like he made Hari-chan's decision for him," Nishiki scoffed. "He reminds me of someone used to getting his way."

"Agreed," Kiryu said with a nod.

Majima got to his feet, looking down at Harry. "Come on, Hari-chan. You said you don't want to go, so you won't."

"And if he tries to make me?" Harry asked, getting out of his seat as well.

"We'll see how far he goes before my blade is in his back," his father replied with a grin.

"Majima," Fuma called out. The one-eyed man turned to look at him. "I think you two should discuss this more seriously."

"What's to discuss?" Majima asked uncaringly. "Hari-chan just said he didn't want to go because he doesn't want to leave home. What more is there to say?"

"Niisan," Kiryu called gently. "I think there was more to Hari-chan than what he told us. Even you must realize that. He won't take no for an answer."

"Well, first time for everything," Majima chuckled, placing a hand on Harry's shoulder before leading him out of the room. Harry was silent until they were outside, the cool night air sweeping over them. "Ano, how about we go someplace for your tanjōbi no yūshoku?" (11)

"Hai," Harry answered with a nod as he entered the nearby car Majima led him to.

The two were silent as the car started up and pulled out of the drive. Even five minutes later, they were still quiet. Harry inhaled deeply. Best to get this over with now than in a restaurant. "Otōsan," he spoke softly. A soft hum was his only response. He was no doubt still upset about the audacity of the old man from earlier. "What would you do if I did want to go?"

"I thought you said you didn't want to, Hari-chan," the man stated, glancing at Harry briefly.

"I know," he replied with a nod. "But now that I think about it…without the idea of having to go back there…"

"Nani?"

He chewed on his lip momentarily. "Don't take this the wrong way, Otōsan. But I want to find out about my really parents." Majima was silent, but did pull the car over, placing it in park before finally looking to Harry. "Don't get me wrong, you're my Otōsan. And you always will be. But that man said my parents went to that school, and I've always kind of wanted to know who they were. And this may be my chance."

"Hari-chan," Majima sighed, leaning back into his seat. "You'll be going away, out of the country if what Fuma said was anything to go by. I won't be there to help you or protect you if anything happens."

"You trained me well, Otōsan. I can handle myself fine. I just…want to know who my real parents were. I want to know why we were sought out by that Voldemort guy and why he wanted to kill me. I have too many questions now, and maybe this school can give me the answers."

Though he appeared calm, Harry knew how to read Majima. He was warring within himself. On the one hand, Harry would learn how to control the abilities that were rapidly getting out of hand lately and learn some about his past, but on the other, he would be leaving. And the old man just rubbed the Mad Dog the wrong way. He wasn't comfortable with the idea of Harry being anywhere near that man.

Then he glanced at his son. Quietly and anxiously, he waited for his response. "If you're going, you're keeping a blade on you and you're staying away from that old geezer," he told him firmly.

With a bright smile, Harry nodded. "Keiyaku!" (12)

Here Chapter Two Ends

So there we are. Harry will be going to school. I won't write about the years unless I plan on doing something drastic. They basically are the same with few minor changes.

Now Translations:

1 Birthday

2 All right!

3 Thanks.

4 Happy birthday.

5 Yes, please!

6 Bullshit.

7 family

8 son

9 No

10 wizard

11 birthday dinner

12 Deal!

Translations provided by Google Translator

If you don't know the other words, 'Ohayō' is 'Good morning', 'Otōsan' is 'Dad', 'Hai' is 'yes', 'Niisan' is 'big brother', 'Ojisan' is 'Uncle', and 'Nani' is 'What'. These are pretty basic, but I thought I should put the translations here in case some of you dear readers of mine don't know them. Also, 'oyaji' is like the head of a yakuza family, basically the boss of the family. From what I managed to pick up in the Yakuza games. If I'm wrong, please correct me and I shall fix it.

Anyway, hope you all enjoyed it! I hope to have the next chapter up soon! ^^