Chapter 3: One Year Later

Harry had been grounded ("For two months!" "Baba please! The ear!") He hadn't even been allowed to see the tournament his father had prepared for the Furious Five when Master Oogway was to choose the Dragon Warrior. It sure was surprising to see that Master Oogway chose Po, a big fat panda, to be the Chosen One. It sure was a surporise for Harry anyway. He remembered meeting Po for the first time.

"Woah, big Mr. Fluffy." Harry said holding onto his stuffed panda which was very similar to Po in looks.

His father chuckled as Po raised an eyebrow until he saw the kid's teddy.

Over the next year, Shifu had decided that it was time for Harry to start learning Kung Fu. He joined up with the childrens classes at first. Then practiced on his own in the evenings. He was developing his own style that used concentrated chi strikes to block his opponents chi and even damage their inner organs. Then, as fate would have it, Tai Lung escaped from his prison far from the Valley of Peace. Po was told how Tai Lung grew up in the palace just like Harry had. There was one difference.

When Tai Lung had shown a prodigal talent for Kung Fu as a cub, Shifu began training him believing the snow leopard to be the Dragon Warrior intended on bringing down Lord Shen. For it had been prophecized that he would be defeated by a black and white warrior. But, it was not to be. Because Master Oogway had seen darkness in Tai Lungs heart and denied that he was the Chosen. In a rage. Tai Lung destroyed much of the Valley in a vain attempt to steal the Dragon Scroll. " Master Shifu loved Tai Lung more than he had in his life. Or since." Tigress added remembering her own attempts to impress her Master/adoptive father with her Kung Fu prowess. "Until." She looked away to the area where Harry was practicing his dubbed "Gentle Fist" Kung Fu on the bounce back toy they used to train children.

"The kid?" Po asked.

"You could see it almost instantly." Tigress told Po remembering how Shifu had changed when the human infant had mysteriously arrived on their doorstep. "It was like his heart had finally opened itself again."

They heard that rubbery boing sound as Harry performed a rather graceful lower leg sweep kick and palmed the toy's chest as it was bounced back to him by the wall. He yawned and stretched. It was rather late. For him at least.

"And now the "Real" Dragon Warrior has been chosen. And all he has to work with is a big. Fat. Panda." Tigress said to Po with distaste. "Harry. Bed." She ordered. Harry bowed to Tigress and gratefully left the training room yawning and stretching again. Heading for the showers.

Tigress thought she was speaking low enough for Harry not to hear, but he heard every word she said. Was this why Baba didn't want him learning Kung Fu too early? So he wouldn't turn out like Tai Lung? He tossed and turned all night that night. He thought his father had more faith in him than that.

To Be Continued...

This is during the first movie. Hogwarts soon. The Gentle Fist will be the only aspect of Naruto I bring into this fic.

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