Chapter Two

The Lost Ninja Lands

Safely hidden in the cupboard, Sasuke listened as the girl asked the older woman where had he (Harry?) gone. The woman crossly answered that she didn't know. 'He'd only been here a minute ago.' There was the sound of footsteps as presumably the woman and the boy and girl began searching the room.

Sasuke held his breath nervously as he heard someone step into the bathroom but it seemed they only took a quick look around and then left again.

"He's not here," said the girl's voice, tinged a little with alarm.

"No he isn't," agreed the woman's voice grudgingly. She tittered to herself and muttered something about 'young Mr. Potter getting an earful the next time she saw him.'

The woman said something else to the two children and after a minute or two, someone opened a door and two sets of feet left. The third (and most likely the woman) walked across the room next door and then another door opened and closed.

Sasuke waited in the murky darkness for another few minutes and then when he was sure the woman wasn't coming back, he swung the door open and snuck back into the hospital wing. The boy's stuff was where he'd left it so Sasuke quickly picked up the robe and put it on. He found the boy's shoes under the bed and after a moment or two of hesitation; he picked up the shiny stick and stuffed it in his pocket.

The main room was empty as he expected so it was easy enough to cross the room and slip out through the double doors the other two had left by. Quickly checking left and right to make sure it was clear, Sasuke decided to turn right and see where the stone corridor took him.

As he walked Sasuke fell to thinking about the events that had occurred since he'd woken up. A genjutsu was the obvious answer but he didn't know of any that were powerful enough to make him think he had no chakra what so ever.

He wasn't quite sure how to explain it but he had a feeling this was not a simple genjutsu.

Therefore, the obvious conclusion was to talk to someone about it and find out exactly what was going on. For all intents, it seemed like somehow he'd traded places with somebody else. He'd never heard of such a thing happening before but he could think of no other way to explain it. Who to confide in however, was the question because he didn't think he'd probably know anybody in the immediate vicinity.

Still mulling over these thoughts, he was surprised to round a corner and nearly bump into someone.

"I beg your pardon Mr. Potter," said the man reaching out to steady Sasuke who'd nearly fallen over backwards. "I didn't see you there."

The old man smiled at Sasuke who was a little unnerved to realise he hadn't even sensed the old man at all.

He was quite tall and appeared even older than the Third Hokage but there was something rather spry about him. He wore a long set of blue robes and had a funny lop sided hat on his head. His eyes behind his half moon spectacles were a light, clear blue.

"It's alright," Sasuke finally managed to mutter.

"Good to hear," beamed the old man. "But shouldn't you be resting in the Hospital Wing? Madam Pomfrey doesn't like her patients wandering off you know."

The old man chuckled a little but despite his easy manner, Sasuke realised that throughout the entire conversation he'd subtly evaded looking him in the eye. It was very strange he decided.

"Sir," he said to the old man, "it's rude not to look someone in the eye when you're talking to them."

The old man started in surprise and looked at Sasuke innocently. "I beg your pardon Harry but I'm not quite sure what you mean?"

Sasuke wasn't easily fooled though. He'd been around the likes of Orochimaru and Kabuto for far too long. He'd also spent time in the company of Hatake Kakashi who was more difficult to read than anyone Sasuke had ever met.

"You know what I mean Sir," answered Sasuke. He paused and gave the old man a pointed stare. He still wouldn't look Sasuke in the eye but that was enough to convince him that this might be the very man he should talk to. If he could hide his true intentions so easily then he was probably a lot sharper than he looked.

"I get the feeling you know me very well Sir but I can assure you I'm not Harry Potter."

Now the old man looked genuinely startled and Sasuke hurried on before he could say anything.

"What I mean to say is I woke up this morning in the body of Harry Potter or whoever he is, in a place I've never seen before in my entire life. Last night though, I went to bed in Oto as Sasuke Uchiha."

Sasuke frowned, realising he'd just said his name back to front for no reason he could fathom but he shrugged it off.

"Did something happen to this Harry person?" he asked the old man. "I can't feel my chakra at all so I'm pretty sure this isn't an illusion." (Wait – he meant genjutsu right?)

"I think you had better come with me Mr…" the old man paused for a moment, "Uchiha."

Giving Sasuke an unreadable look, he turned on heel and began leading Sasuke back the way he had come.

"Wait!" called Sasuke. "Do you actually believe me? I mean do you think I'm telling the truth because this is crazy. I wouldn't believe me if I were you."

"Of course I believe you," replied Dumbledore mildly over his shoulder. "If you had meant me any harm you would have acted by now. Also, stranger things have happened Mr. Uchiha. We won't know the extent and whether you're telling the truth or not until I know the full details. For now, I think it would be better to discuss this in my office."

Dumbledore said nothing more and Sasuke hesitantly relented and decided to go along with the old man for now.

They walked for several minutes and only stopped once for the old man to tell a rather funny looking painting to fetch Professor Snape at quickly as possible. Sasuke nearly threw the stick in his pocket like a kunai when the portly little man in the painting actually nodded and walked out of his frame.

The old man saw his reaction and arched a single silver eyebrow at Sasuke who gave the empty painting one last suspicious glance before he forcefully banished all emotion from his face and followed the old man once more.

They climbed up several staircases – the old man not pausing for a break at all. Without his Sharingan Sasuke was hopelessly lost despite having once had excellent recall back in the academy before his Sharingan had manifested itself.

Coming to a halt before a large stone statue of some sort of ugly looking beast, the old man said a word to it – sugar snaps – and to Sasuke's amazement, yet another inanimate object moved. This time the statue jumped aside and allowed Sasuke and the old man to climb up a spiralling stair case behind it.

They reached the top where there was a large set of polished wooden doors which the old man opened and led him through into a spacious, circular room that appeared to be an office. There was a desk on the far wide that the old man moved over to and seated himself behind while he motioned for Sasuke to take one of the rather squashy arm chairs before it.

Sasuke sat in the chair tensely, prepared for the slightest hint of a trap and politely declined a brightly coloured wrapped sweet from the small bowl the old man offered him.

Setting the bowl down, the old man folded his hands under his chin and rested his elbows on the desk. He fixed Sasuke with a penetrating stare although Sasuke noticed he still avoided looking him in the eye. He now had his gaze firmly planted on Sasuke's eyebrows.

"Now then Mr. Uchiha; I suppose I should tell you my name is Albus Dumbledore but you may call me Professor Dumbledore or Sir as you have been doing. I am the Headmaster of this school: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It's around 11 o'clock on a Saturday morning and last night the body of Mr. Harry Potter was found unconscious on the lower level corridors outside the bathroom. Peeves – our resident poltergeist – alerted the school staff to the situation when Mr. Potter collapsed. What I would like to know is if you have heard of the term 'muggle' before Mr. Uchiha."

"No I haven't…Professor Dumbledore," answered Sasuke. He also hadn't heard of Hogwarts before and with a sinking feeling, he realized that words like 'witchcraft' and 'wizardry' were about to make his life a whole lot more complicated.

"I see," said Dumbledore nodding his head thoughtfully.

He was about to continued when a sharp rap sounded on the door and then it was opened barely a moment later. Sasuke swivelled in his seat to see a dark haired man dressed in billowing black robes stepping into the room. He paused the instant his flat black eyes fell on Sasuke and then his lip curled into a malicious sneer.

"I might have known," he murmured. "Trouble seems to follow you wherever you go Potter."

Sasuke resisted glaring at the man who had no idea he wasn't actually Harry Potter.

"Ah Severus," exclaimed Dumbledore to the man. "Come in and have a seat. Sweet?"

"No," answered Snape eyeing the bowl disdainfully as he settled into the chair beside Sasuke's. "Headmaster, what's Potter done this time?"

"Well you see Severus, a rather interesting situation seems to have arisen," said Dumbledore far too brightly for Sasuke's taste. "I believe Mr. Potter had an accident in your Potions class yesterday which resulted in his collapse last night, correct?"

"He did," confirmed Snape who looked like he wasn't quite sure where this conversation was headed.

"Well then Mr. Uchiha," said Dumbledore turning to Sasuke. "Why don't you tell Professor Snape what you told me?"

"Sir?" queried Snape frowning and looking between Sasuke and Dumbledore.

"What he means Professor Snape," said Sasuke addressing the man. "Is I'm not Harry Potter. My name is Uchiha Sasuke. When I woke up this morning I was in his body here in Hogwarts. I've never met you before in my entire life and frankly I'd appreciate it if you'd stop treating me like a bug you'd take great pleasure in squashing. It's annoying."

He glared at Snape who looked appalled that had just been spoken to like that.

"That's utter rubbish Potter," he abruptly snapped. "It was just a Chrysalis Draught. Completely standard and shouldn't have had any affect on you to begin with. Then again," and Snape paused to look Sasuke up and down scornfully, "you're not exactly known for your brilliance in Potions."

"Now Severus, there's no need to insult anybody," Dumbledore said appeasingly.

He would have added something further but once again he was cut short by a knock on his door. Dumbledore paused for a moment and then politely called, "come in."

The door opened timidly to admit two teenagers Sasuke's own age. A bushy haired girl entered first and the moment she laid eyes on Sasuke she squeaked in surprise.

"Harry! My goodness, there you are! We've been looking all over for you," she exclaimed.

"What? Harry?" said a voice behind the girl who turned out to be a gangly red headed boy with half a million freckles on the bridge of his nose.

"Ah Miss Granger, Mr Weasley," said Dumbledore smiling. "Do come in. I think you may be able to help us shed some light on something."

The two teenagers obeyed shooting puzzled looks at Sasuke, Snape and the Headmaster. The red haired boy blinked stupidly the moment he saw Sasuke. It reminded him rather irritably of Naruto and he sent the red head a cold glare. The boy looked completely stumped by the look and turned in confusion to Professor Dumbledore.

"Now then," began Dumbledore. "I assume you were paired with Harry yesterday in Potions," he said to the two teenagers.

"Of course," answered the girl.

"Well then Miss Granger; did anything not on the ingredients list get added to your Chrysalis Draught?" asked Dumbledore.

"No," replied the girl confused.

"Actually," interrupted the boy shifting uncomfortably, "I knocked Neville over yesterday and he dropped a whole bunch of stuff into our potion a moment before I knocked it all over Harry."

Dumbledore sighed and Snape clenched his teeth loud enough for Sasuke to hear them grating against one another.

"Do you even know what Mr Longbottom spilt Weasley?" he asked the red headed boy scathingly.

"No," admitted Weasley turning a little pink.

Dumbledore looked even more tired after Weasley's confession. Haltingly he explained to the two teenagers (who Sasuke learned were called Ron and Hermione respectively) what Sasuke had told him. By the end of it Ron and Hermione were ogling Sasuke like some strange science experiment and Sasuke's mood was getting worse by the second.

"Look," he snapped. "Can someone please explain to me what's going on? I've already told my end three different times and just so you know, I actually have a life and some rather important things to do." He meant of course that he had to kill his brother.

"I'm sorry Sasuke but this problem isn't going to be that easy to solve," Dumbledore said gently. "At least however, we can explain to you exactly what's happened. The Chrysalis Draught is a potion designed to sooth the soul. It doesn't affect any other part of the human body and it is my assumption that Mr. Longbottom's inadvertent additions to the potion yesterday altered its properties and as a result, your soul has somehow been switched with Mr. Potter's."

"What?" Ron burst out and Hermione gasped. Snape looked positively livid. Sasuke couldn't seem to get any sort of expression to form on his face.

"I'm afraid so," admitted Dumbledore. "You mentioned chakra earlier Sasuke. Am I to imagine that you are a ninja?"

"Yes," acknowledged Sasuke slowly.

"Well that makes things even harder," Dumbledore said gravely.

"A ninja?" asked Ron confused.

"But Professor?" questioned Hermione. "What does that have to do with anything?"

"A ninja, as you may believe Hermione, is not the same thing as what you may have seen in muggle movies," replied Dumbledore. "In the time of the four founders of Hogwarts there was actually a relatively large land mass located off the coast of Asia in the Pacific Ocean – near Japan to be precise.

It was populated by a group of people whose magic evolved differently from the rest of the world's to become what they called chakra. It's similar but not the same thing. They used it in conjuncture with assassination techniques and espionage. As you can guess, they were an extremely sought after people for their talents and could be hired out to anyone willing to pay their price.

It created problems for the wizarding world and the ninjas themselves so in order to solve it, it was agreed that the ninja would set up a boundary and seal themselves and their lands in. To help with the separation, the wizarding world made the locations of the lands unplottable and cast many powerful spells and charms to conceal the lands forever. They did not even chose to have a secret keeper for the ninja lands because it was decided that never again would the two worlds interact. It was a sad loss in some ways but in others it had been absolutely necessary. War had gone on for far too long and millions had died because of it. In the end it was the right decision and the knowledge of the ninja lands has all but just about faded from memory."

When Dumbledore stopped there was complete and utter silence. Snape appeared to have taken the tale well. He even looked a little thoughtful in fact. Ron, as to be expected, looked stunned and Hermione's expression seemed to be warring between surprise and acceptance. Sasuke himself was completely blank. He couldn't seem to summon any sort of emotion. The story kept whirling around in his head as he tried to come to grips with it.

"So does this mean I'm stuck like this?" he asked finally.

"For the time being yes," answered Dumbledore. "I think it's safe to say Harry has most likely taken your place. However, that's no reason to fear. Professor Snape is an excellent Potions master. I'm sure in due time he will be able to concoct something to return you to your own body."

Sasuke fears however, were not placated by the Headmaster's words and it was not himself he was worried about.

"You don't understand," he tried to explain. "If my trainer finds out about this Harry's going to be in a lot of danger." Sasuke couldn't begin to describe the experiments Orochimaru would be thrilled to conduct if he found out. There was also the fact that the three year mark was coming up in a matter of weeks. Sasuke didn't want to return to discover he hadn't had a chance to escape Orochimaru and defeat his brother.

"Well I'm afraid there's nothing we can do," answered Dumbledore firmly. "There is no possible access to your world from here nor is there any way for Harry to leave and come here. I know for a fact however, that Mr Potter will be perfectly fine. He's extremely resourceful and perhaps unfortunately, he is no stranger to these kinds of difficult and unexplainable situations."

Sasuke opened his mouth to protest but Dumbledore stopped him with a wave of his hand. "Please Mr. Uchiha. You needn't worry for his safety or your body's. I give you my word everything will be absolutely fine. For the time being you will have to remain here. Harry Potter in our world is a very important figure and has a history and personality you will need to learn. Things are unstable enough that we can not simply hide you away until we solve this mess. You will have to take his place in society. Seeing as only your souls have switched and you have admitted to having no chakra I'm sure it's safe to say that you will have his abilities as a wizard – perhaps even some of his body's instincts."

Dumbledore then turned to Ron and Hermione who were looking completely poleaxed by the whole situation.

"Mr. Weasley, Miss Granger: I'm sure you will take good care of Sasuke for me won't you? Not a word of this is to leave me office and you should be aware Sasuke," and here Dumbledore smiled cheerily at Sasuke, "that Ron and Hermione are Harry's closest friends. They've been through a lot together and I think you will find their aid to be most beneficial."

"I suppose you'll be wanting me to sort this out as soon as possible Albus?" asked Snape dryly.

"That would be nice thank you Severus," replied Dumbledore.

Dumbledore gave the four of them a few more instructions, suggested Sasuke return to the Hospital Wing just for the weekend and finally bid them to go and do the best they could. If felt more like a dismissal so that the Headmaster could think Sasuke reflected but he wasn't complaining. His own mind was a mass of jumbled thoughts and he would need plenty of time to be alone and sort them out.

All to soon he found himself back out in the corridors of Hogwarts while Snape stalked off in one direction scowling and Ron and Hermione stood awkwardly beside him.

"So, er, Harry – we'll have to call you that or we might call you Sasuke accidentally," began Hermione briskly, "why don't we take you back to the Hospital Wing?"

"Alright," Sasuke agreed. "Just don't tell me anything else. I need to think."

"Too right you do mate," agreed Ron sagely. "I can't believe all this."

"Well it's your fault," pointed out Hermione.

"Hermione!" protested Ron. "We've been over this."

"Well it is!" the bushy haired girl insisted.

Ron opened his mouth to argue but Sasuke beat him to it.

"Ron just shut up," he growled.

Ron's mouth shut with a snap and he looked at Sasuke strangely.

"Blimey, I don't think you're going to have any trouble pretending to be Harry."

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After Harry safely got out of sight of the two guards of Oto he broke into a steady run.

As he ran he wondered if he was even going in the right direction while his feet pounded down the footpath which soon dwindled into nothing and became a stretching grassy plane. His faintly recalled Geography lessons from what felt like years ago when he went to a normal muggle school had mentioned something about using the sun to determine the four coordinates of the compass but he couldn't remember exactly how.

Yet for the moment, he was content to get as far away as he could. He was sure once they realised he was missing that someone would be sent after him. Absently he wondered what Sasuke had been doing in Sound and if he'd be mad to find out Harry had left. Still, if he could only confirm that Sasuke at least had contacts in Konoha then for now that was good enough for him to leave and risk Sasuke's wrath the moment he sorted everything out.

Several minutes of solid running flew by but Harry found he didn't tire in the least. Curious, Harry continued, pushing himself to move as quickly as possible. When half an hour had gone by and he still hadn't tired Harry decided it might be wise to walk for a few minutes anyway.

It appeared that Sasuke was incredibly fit he reflected as he wandered through a sparse corpse of trees. He barely even felt winded and he certainly hadn't broken a sweat.

For the remainder of the day he ran in the same steady pattern; walking for a few minutes each half hour. When nightfall finally descended Harry had begun to feel a little sore but nothing like he'd expected to feel after such a long period of exercise.

He camped beneath the stars that night and dreamed of Ron and Hermione back in Hogwarts. In the dream Hermione and Ron were playing Quidditch and actually flogging Harry who uselessly snatched and grabbed, trying to steal the quaffle from them as they laughed and flew circles around him. Eventually Fred, George and Bill Weasley joined and to Harry's horror, Snape was the Seeker for their team. They played Slytherin and Malfoy laughed uproariously when Harry missed twenty goals in a row. He was just dreaming about Snape grabbing Malfoy in a headlock when he awoke to the feeling of rain on his face.

Cursing he sat up and gathered up his belongings. It was just past dawn and by the time he packed everything away and slung his bag on his back the rain had become a soaking downpour. He took off across the planes again, this time not worrying about slowing to a walk for a few minutes every half hour.

By the time he found a small village around lunch time he was tired, sore and more than a little grouchy thanks to the weather.

He stomped into town, his face as black as the thunderclouds above. When nobody seemed to want to catch his eye though, Harry tried to calm down and look a little friendlier. He didn't know whether it was the weather or his dark attire or maybe even the sword but that still didn't appear to help.

He was just getting to the point of cursing furiously after the fifth person scurried away from him when a lot of very loud yelling interrupted him.

Squinting through the rain and Sasuke's long black bangs, he was just able to make out three figures – no wait, four figures - coming out of a nearby shop.

"Geez Shikamaru! Quit been such a stick in the mud," complained a pretty teenaged girl. Her long blonde hair was quickly becoming soaked by the rain and her small purple top and skirt couldn't be too warm in this kind of weather.

The accused teenager called Shikamaru sighed and dug his hands deeper into his pockets.

"Quit complaining Ino. Tsunade's orders were not to mess around. It's just a little rain," he said to her.

"A little?!" growled the third boy who was riding on the back of the most enormous white dog Harry had ever seen. He was hunched over and the dog looked almost miserable. "It's practically an ocean out here!"

"What Tsunade-sama doesn't know won't hurt her," added Ino.

Shikamaru glared at his two companions but his expression didn't change.

"Yeah well we're wet now," he grumbled. "Might as well get going anyway."

Ino and the other boy on the dog put up a storm of protesting but Shikamaru didn't appear to be giving in. The arguing went on for another minute or two but finally they consented to do as Shikamaru had said. Mumbling under his breath, Shikamaru turned and began stalking up the road towards Harry.

As the boy on the dog turned to face him for the first time Harry noticed with a slight lurch of excitement that the boy was wearing a metal plate just like Team 7 on his forehead. When he looked at Shikamaru and Ino he also realised they were wearing them too. Ino's was slung around her waist and Shikamaru had chosen to tie his around his bicep like an armguard.

Adjusting his sodden backpack he raised one arm and called out to them.

"Hey! Are you from Konoha?"

Shikamaru's head snapped up immediately and his attention latched onto Harry. His face was so surprised that Harry was caught a little off guard. It almost looked like Shikamaru thought he was seeing a ghost.

A little distracted Harry nearly missed the incoming whistling of a flying projectile. Some instinct made him dodge to the side at the last second. He tripped and fell in the mud and looked up in shock as another weapon flew through the air at him. The boy on the dog had thrown it but Ino beside him couldn't seem to move. Her wide eyes were firmly on Harry who rolled out of the way and flinched as another missile flew by but managed to clip his face.

An agonizing pain in his leg a second later told him he'd finally been hit and he sat on his backside in the mud clutching at the injury. He couldn't seem to make himself move any more and he yelled before choking it off as a third missile struck him in the shoulder.

"Hey stop it!" Harry managed to choke out between hitching breaths as he fought the pain. "What the hell are you doing?"

To his relief the boy did stop throwing things at him and Shikamaru - who'd been hurtling at break neck speed towards him - skidded to a halt in the mud before Harry.

"What is your problem?" Harry furiously asked Shikamaru who looked completely stunned. "Geez! I just wanted to know if you were from Konoha."

"You don't…recognise us?" asked Shikamaru softly.

"Why? Should I?" spat Harry angrily.

The combined injuries were really beginning to hurt. Pulling away his pant leg he tried to examine the wound which had – no surprises – a ninja throwing star in it.

"But I don't get it!" exclaimed the boy on the dog coming up. Ino trailed quietly behind. "How can you not recognise us? We haven't changed that much have we?"

What the boy said suddenly clicked and with a sinking feeling Harry realised that maybe Sasuke knew these people and from the looks of it, hadn't exactly been on friendly terms.

"Er, I don't know," said Harry quickly trying to think of something to say.

"I lost my memory," he lied. "Should I know you?"

"Nara Shikamaru, Yamanka Ino and I'm Inuzuka Kiba. We went to the academy with you, you jerk!" He glowered angrily at Harry.

"Did I do something to you?" asked Harry. He narrowed his eyes at them and the action seemed to finally be enough to shake Ino from her stupor.

"Do something? Sasuke you arse! You only up and left Konoha! You're a traitor to the village and I won't forgive you for making Sakura cry like that," she yelled.

"Wait! Sakura? Do you know her? Haruno Sakura?" asked Harry eagerly latching onto the familiar name. He ignored the bit about the traitor part – he had no idea what Sasuke had done.

"Of course Sakura!" snapped Ino. "She was only on your team. What's the matter? Forgotten what she looks like to?"

"No I really can't remember," insisted Harry. "Look," he said taking his back pack off and opening it. He pulled out the photo he'd found and held it up for them to see.

"This is the only thing I could find in my room," he said.

In two seconds flat Ino had snatched the photograph out of his hands and Shikamaru and Kiba had crowded closer to look at it.

"When I woke up this morning I couldn't remember anything," Harry continued, trying to give his lie some credibility. "This grey haired man visited me and he wasn't exactly very friendly to me. There were no other photos anywhere in the room so I assumed these people were pretty important to me. I don't even know if I have any family but I decided I didn't want to hang around in Oto."

"You just decided?" scowled Shikamaru looking up from the photo. "The Uchiha Sasuke I know doesn't care what other people think of him or how he's treated."

"Well maybe I do!" snarled Harry who was getting a little tired of all the hostility.

"Look, can someone please get these out?" he asked, indicating the two embedded throwing stars.

The three teenagers looked at him a little strangely then.

"What?"

"Well normally you just yank them out and get on with it," replied Ino.

Harry stared at them for a moment before he realised they were serious. The steel stars hurt like hell and he couldn't believe he was going to have to get them out himself.

Steeling himself, Harry gripped the one in his shoulder and yanked – hard. It came out easily enough but the pain made him let out a small cry. Tears gathered in his eyes and he hoped the others wouldn't notice them in the rain.

Taking a few deep breaths he reached for the other one but to his surprise Kiba got to it first. He yanked it out quickly making Harry yell louder this time. He'd been caught off guard and he looked blurrily at Kiba who was regarding him strangely.

"Geez you really did go and loose your memory," he muttered.

He united the bandages around Harry's legs and used them to tie off his two small wounds instead.

"How much did you loose?"

"Practically everything," Harry replied with a sour laugh. "I can just walk, talk and eat and that's about it."

Shikamaru sighed and rubbed his hand distractedly against the back of his neck.

"I guess you're coming back to Konoha with us then," he said.

Ino grinned brightly at his announcement.

"Well that's great!" she exclaimed. "Wait until Sakura and Naruto find out! They're gonna be so surprised and I'm gonna make Sakura so jealous."

She giggled to herself and the boys glanced at one another and simultaneously rolled their eyes.

"Let's just get going," grumbled Shikamaru who looked like he'd had more than enough of standing about in the rain.

"Hey shouldn't we tie him up or something?" interrupted Kiba.

"I don't think we need to, right Uchiha?" drawled Shikamaru. He looked Harry firmly in the eye.

"No," promised Harry quickly. "I want to go to Konoha."

"Happy?" Shikamaru asked Kiba.

"I guess" muttered the other boy.

"Besides," Shikamaru continued, "if you do run Uchiha don't think we won't pursue and kill you alright?"

"…Sure," promised Harry a lot more reluctantly this time. Shikamaru was looking at him seriously again and something made Harry believe he'd keep his word.

These teenagers were a lot more dangerous than he'd first thought. From here on in he was going to have to be careful. He only hoped returning to Konoha had been the right decision.


Author's Note: Well I hope everyone enjoyed that. I really enjoyed writing it and I know it was a lot of blah, blah but it needed to be said. Things should start getting interesting from now on.

I see I didn't get too many reviews for the first chappie which was a little disappointing but I suppose crossovers aren't all that popular anyway. If anyone feels like making suggestions or if they even want to ask a question or something then drop me a line. Thanks!