Thank you everyone who reviewed the first chapter. I know my grammar was not the best, but I usually end up writing my stories when I'm half asleep, otherwise I would have lost the ideas in the first place. So, I hope you enjoy the next chapter.

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Reborn II

A war was being held in the wizarding world. If not stopped it would spill into the Muggle world. All the hopes were on one person's shoulders. He was expected to beat this evil and restore peace to the world.

"I'm expected to defeat evil and I can't even defeat these weeds," said the savior. Harry was outside his relatives' house cleaning the yard. It was beneficial for both parties. It kept Harry away from them and it kept him away from their normal lives. It was a nice day to be outside in the yard. With a nice cheerful breeze and the sun not too hot because of the cloud going by, the young man was having a rather good day.

'It's a nice day, but why do I feel as though something is off?' Harry wasn't too sure, but there was a feeling in the air. It was anticipation and fear. It was a feeling of someone waiting for hours for something special. The emerald eye boy knew that it had something to do with the dreams and the itchy feeling on his stomach. It wasn't only that, he had noticed some physical changes. Harry was faster, lighter on his feet, could jump at greater heights and there were faint whisker like marks appearing on his cheeks.

Kit, you are almost ready.

There it was! That voice was familiar, but at the same time it wasn't familiar. It always called him kit. Harry wasn't sure why he wasn't afraid of it, but somehow in his heart he knew it was special to him.

Of course I'm special. I'm part of you.

Harry never could tell if it was male or female because it only whispered messages through his mind, but maybe someday he would find out.

As the day grew darker the young savior made his way inside, but had a funny feeling tonight wasn't going to be good for him. The aura of hate was already radiating off of the house. His Uncle Vernon must have had a bad day and would soon take it out on Harry. He always took it out on Harry.

Not tonight. The mortal will learn his place.

The voice hissed out its anger. The young hero could feel the hatred the voice had towards his family. Whatever it was, Harry knew that the voice was going to let itself be known to the people in that house soon.

"Boy! Get in here now!" Vernon Dursley was a big whale of a man. With his everyday, boring attire and hatred towards anything that was remotely different, Vernon was not a pleasant person. He despised his 'nephew' with a passion that could rival Harry's love of flying. Anything that went wrong in the man's life was always blamed on the young boy. Today was no different. Vernon had lost a huge contract with a major company and decided it was Harry's fault. Now that he was home he was going to punish the young boy for all of the things that had gone wrong that day.

"Yes, uncle?"

"Boy, you made me lose that contract!" Then Vernon did the unforgivable, he hit the young savior across the face with a big meaty fist. Harry crashed into the wall that was directly behind him. He heard the sound of one of his ribs breaking from the impact. The sound was sickening.

"Do it again dad!" yelled Dudley Dursley. The older cousin of Harry was no better then his father. Growing up spoiled and just as fat as his father, the cousin was turning out to be a horrible person, who would come to have just as much hatred as his father.

"You are a freak! I can see why your parents left you behind. Who would want you for a child?" The hand came flying again to hit Harry and once again pain exploded within the young hero.

Petunia Dursley, the actual blood relative of Harry, watched on as her nephew was assaulted. She truly did not hate him, but Vernon kept her under a strong fist. She lived in fear of him and what he may do to her. Petunia could not stand up for her nephew. All she could ever do was make sure he was taken care of after the assaults.

No more!

Harry felt the voice again, but this time its presence was stronger. He felt stronger and the pain was slowly fading. The young hero could feel the bones mend and the cuts seal shut. He knew this voice; he knew this feeling as he was healed. It was from a time long before now. Unknown to him a spiral seal flared upon his stomach and a soon a red mist was coming off of his body. The Dursleys slowly backed away from the red mist as it slowly took a shape around Harry. His eyes became a demonic red with his pupils that were cat like and then the darkening of the whisker like marks on his cheeks.

Remember who you are kit! You are the Rokudaime. You are the reborn Uzumaki. You are the leader of a great nation. Remember!

Harry cried out as his mind was assaulted with memories. He could see himself as a young blond child running away from a mob. He saw as he failed an exam three times and the rest of the class laughing at him. Harry saw as his teacher was hurt by a giant metal object. The tears that ran down his face when he learned he was a host for a demon. He saw when he met his teammates and new teacher and all the missions they went on. Harry saw as he watched his friend sacrifice themselves so he could live to fight. He watched as enemies became friends and friends became enemies. He saw the day he was finally acknowledged as a human and was given the title Hokage, the protector of the Village Hidden in the Leaves, Konoha.

'I remember. I remember I am Uzumaki Naruto. I remember you…Kyuubi!'

My kit show these mortals why you were the Hokage and why you are now the savior for a new world!

"I will not be pushed around anymore! I am Harry Potter, I was the Rokudaime! You have no right to hurt me or any I have deemed one of my precious people!" Before Vernon knew what happened he was pinned to the wall by what looked like tails that came from the red mist surrounding Harry.

"I knew it! You are a freak! You are the devil!" Vernon shrieked at the young hero, but his words went unheeded. Dudley was confused, but did the one thing he normally does in any situation, he ran at Harry and received the same treatment as his father.

"Aunt Petunia, please pack anything you truly need or treasure. I'm taking you away from these fools. You will not have to suffer anymore."

Petunia was shocked to hear the difference in her nephew's voice. It was stronger and more mature. She was some how not truly afraid of the red mist. Its aura was powerful, but comforting. She knew this new form of her nephew. It was like a dream or a memory of long ago that she was having trouble trying to grasp.

Kit do you sense it? She is another person reborn. We will help her regain her memories. First we need to leave. That foolish mortal of a headmaster of yours will soon be here.

The two relatives gathered their things quickly and left Number Four Privet Drive. Harry told his aunt that he would explain later, but they needed to get away where Dumbledore would not find them. Petunia agreed to this idea. That man was one person she had come to hate. He took away her sister and lead her nephew into too many precarious situations. The two found a small hotel not far away and gained a room. Harry had transferred some money into a muggle account before the school year last year just in case he needed to escape the Dursleys' house.

As the settled in for the night Harry paced back and forth trying to gather his thoughts. Just this morning he was just Harry. He was only a wizard and was staying with hatefully relatives for the summer. Now, he gains memories of a past life and finds out he was considered a savior in that one too. Not only that but he lived almost the same life as Naruto as he does now. Only difference was how the people treated him. Naruto was hated for many years, while Harry was worshipped for something he can't remember.

Don't worry kit. Things will work out in time.

'I know Kyu-kun, but it's hard. The memories are hitting at me from every which way and they are starting to cause a headache.'

Kyuubi became silent for a minute before Harry felt the pressure ease off of his mind. The kitsune knew that it would take some long talks before his kit could completely understand everything. The young hero looked at his aunt and sighed. The woman looked afraid, but at the same time thankful. Her nephew got her out of that nasty environment, yet he was surrounded by that red mist. She was confused.

"Aunt Petunia, I am not a...devil. Do you believe in reincarnation?"

"Yes, Lily once explained it to me once. She said that anyone that was powerful in one life would be reborn because of a special core inside their soul."

Harry nodded his head. Hermoine explained it to him once also. "True, that is what happened to me. What do you know about the period called the Shinobi Era in Japan?"

"Not too much. In history they explained that these ninjas were powerful people. These use special powers to protect their villages and the top of the village was the strongest of all."

"Yes, that is who I once was. I was a shinobi and later a leader for the strongest of all villages. Now, the red aura that came off of my body…it is coming from Kyuubi. I was, no I am the container of a demon. He is not evil, but he is not good. When I was reborn in this time Kyuubi came with me. He was locked up in my soul, but since I am facing the same things as I did back then he was sort of freed."

"So, he won't hurt you? I know I wasn't the best person in your life, but I really do care for you." Petunia was sad that her nephew was burdened with a heavy destiny. He told her about the prophecy and Voldemort. She truly hated Dumbledore and his manipulative treatment of her family. That man had a lot to answer to.

"No, Kyu will guard me, just like I guard him. For now we need to think of how to deal with your husband and son. I'm sorry to say, but Dudley didn't turn into a good person because of his environment."

Petunia knew that her husband and son were not good people. It was just hard hearing it said out loud. She wished that she could had found a way to at least bring Dudley up as upstanding person, but with Vernon as his father and the way he treated people, her young boy never had a chance. The woman was so tired after the long conversation and the events of the day, that she didn't notice that she passed out with exhaustion.

Let her sleep kit. You should do that same.

'Kay, night Kyu-kun

While the events at the Dursleys took place, alarms went off in the Headmaster's office in Hogwarts. Dumbledore, who was getting the new school year ready, jerked up when the sounds of the wards went off. That meant a surge of magic had happened at Harry's home. The old man jumped to his feet and floo called the Order of the Phoenix. As each member arrived the aura of worry and confusion flooded the air. It was on the tongues of each person.

"I'm sorry to have called you here. It seems something has happened at Harry's home. I need a group of you to investigate it and make sure the young man is okay. I want the rest to be ready to find any information just in case Harry is missing."

"What could have happened Albus?" asked McGonagall.

"I'm not sure. The power surge was beyond any scale of accidental magic or even Voldemort himself." The Order shuddered at the name of the Dark Lord.

"Potter was probably throwing a tantrum or something and let off some raw magic." Snape sneered at the group. He truly believed Potter was a spoiled child and was trying to get attention.

"Severus that is enough," said Dumbledore.

The group that got ready to go to the Dursleys consisted of Alastor Moody, Nymphdora Tonks, Kingsley Shacklebolt, Remus Lupin, and Severus Snape. All were wary when the reached the Dursley home. A powerful aura surrounded the place. It was only a lingering feeling, not something new.

As the Order entered the residence all of their wands were out. Slowly they entered the living room and were in shock. Still pinned to the wall was Vernon and Dudley Dursley. What was holding them up looked like red shackles.

"Be careful! Do not touch those things. We are going to need Albus here to look at them," growled Moody. He went to the fireplace and with a bottle of floo powder that he brought, fire called the headmaster. "Albus, we have a problem. The two Dursley males are pinned up to the wall with some type of red light. I need you to come look at them."

"I'm on my way Alastor."

Dumbledore arrived not even a minute later. When he saw the two muggles, he was shocked. What could have possibly happened? It was something he, the defender of the Light, had not come across of before.

"This is something unusual." Dumbledore took out his wand and tapped all types of spells on the red shackles. After an hour the shackles finally disappeared and the two Dursley males fell to the floor.

"Now, Mr. Dursley can you tell me what happened?" asked the headmaster.

"That…that freak! He did this! The boy just glowed that red color and then…his eyes changed to those of a devil! He was a devil!" yelled Vernon.

Dudley was still in a state of shock to answer. The Order could only listen on as Vernon Dursley yelled about Harry being a devil. They were worried now. What happened in here?

"Very well, I'm sorry this happened to you and I'm sure Harry will not come back here."

"Good! He took my wife too! I want her brought back. You can keep that thing!"

"As you wish," said Dumbledore. He and the rest of the Order went back to the school. Things were racing in everyone's minds. No one was sure where Harry was and it seems that Petunia Dursley was with him as well. Was it a trick?

"Albus, where is my godson?" asked Sirius. The animagus was not allowed on this mission because he was still a wanted criminal.

"I do not know. But, I'm worried that he might have gone dark. Especially based on Mr. Dursley's description."

"You can't be serious?! T-that man is the worst type of person ever. You know this. Harry might have been kidnapped for all we know!" yelled Remus.

As the Order started yelling back and forth they did not notice a gleam of happiness in the eyes of one person. They knew what happened. It has been hundreds of years since that particular aura had graced the Earth. It meant that the prophecy about the return of the Rokudaime was beginning to pass.

'I am ready to teach you once more Naruto-kun'

TBC

I hope you like this new chapter. It took me awhile to get going. If you have read my other stories "Panther" is getting a new chapter soon as well. Read and Review please!