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A Grim Life
Harry Potter/Naruto
by Shinji the Good Sharer

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Chapter 9
Missing and Missions

Harry walked into the dungeon the next day to find an odd sight. There was blood on the walls, chunks of flesh on the ground and all of it was inside one cell with nothing outside it as a naked werewolf pet his distended stomach. He let out a loud belch followed by a rather loud and wet sounding fart making the mangy looking man two cells over laugh so hard his sides hurt. Waving a hand in front of his face at the smell Harry winced. "Anything to say for yourself, Professor Lupin?"

Looking at Harry then to the mangy looking man who was giving a loud barking laugh the werewolf grinned. "I ate the whoooole thing!" he said and belched again causing the dark haired man to start gasping for air as he laughed.

The others in the room were horrified while both men laughed and the one holding them prisoner shook his head slightly. Harry just sighed. "For now Sirius you will need to stay in this house to make sure nobody can find you. Harry will arrive later today to meet with you… or kill you depending on how you answer his questions. Professor Lupin, I believe that you are alright now… if prone to gas. Pettigrew, you will be introduced to some Dementors I know, they're most anxious to meet you. As for you three…" Harry said looking at the three Hogwarts students who were cowering from him. "Obliviate." There was a green flash that flowed from Harry's wand making all three boys blink before flashes of light made them vanish back into the tunnel just below the whomping willow with no idea how they had driven the dog off.

After a while, Harry finished talking to Sirius while he let Remus get dressed in some new clothes. Apparently Sirius had been caught by a man named Rufus Scrimgeour who used the capture of 'a Death Eater' to get his job as head of the Auror department. When the possibility of Sirius being innocent as there was no evidence beyond one uncorroborated testimony and Sirius protesting for a Veritaserum test he use his new clout to bypass a trial and have him sent to Azkaban.

Oh there was going to be hell to pay. Grabbing Pettigrew by the back of the throat he started dragging the 'disarmed' man with Remus following behind. Sirius was left to get a shave and a bath. When he asked if Mai was going to wash his back she smacked him, stopping that train of thought. When he was informed that the girls were off limits he pouted like a petulant child.

Whimpers came from the rat-like man as he was dragged out of the small house before everything vanished in a swirl of wind revealing the great hall of Hogwarts. Students and teachers gaped as Harry walked past them holding a severed arm that was missing a finger and a dark mark along with a terrified looking rat-like man who was being carried by the scruff of the neck. "I want to know how Sirius Black was convicted of being murderer of the Potters and Peter Pettigrew when Pettigrew is alive right here." He said and held up the arm with an emotionless stare. "Especially with the Dark Mark on his arm and the fact that he's a rat animagus."

Dumbledore winced at every word as he looked at the cowering man looking at him hopefully. "Harry, you can't just go around torturing people. Now, let us take him and we will question him for y..."

Cold black eyes stared at the old man as Harry's grip tightened. "You will answer me or you will be executed with him for hindering an investigation into the Death Eaters." Harry told the old man who frowned.

"I don't like being talked to in such a man..." Dumbledore started only to be cut off as a small amount of killing intent reminded him of who and what he was talking to. With some effort the old man swallowed the lump in his throat. "I will make sure to have this investigated."

Not entertained in the slightest Harry looked at Dumbledore. "I have a better idea." He said and vanished in a swirl of leaves back to the Shrieking Shack where Remus and Sirius were chatting. "Ssapdril, have the reporters from our newspaper come here immediately. I'm going over the old man's head and taking this strait to the breakfast tables of Brittan."

An hour later there was a large group of reporters taking an interview from Peter Pettigrew under the watchful eye of Harry. Peter had been put through the ringer to make sure he didn't 'accidentally' mess up the truth. Rita Skeeter and several dozen other reporters were sitting at the press conference. "Mr. Pettigrew, how did you manage to escape capture and notice for the last thirteen years?" Rita asked.

Shuddering at the thought of what Harry would do to him if he answered incorrectly the cowardly rat answered. "I'm an illegal rat animagus. I stayed in my rat form as the Weasley's pet rat Scabbers. By framing Sirius and cutting off my finger I was able to make it look like he killed me then slip down the sewer leaving him to get caught. At first I thought it would only last long enough for me to skip the country but when Scrimgeour refused Sirius' demands for a trial and veritaserum I took the chance to lay low." He replied in a defeated tone.

A man named Alphonse Rhode took his turn to ask a question. "How were you captured if you were so well hidden?" he asked.

Peter sighed. "Harry caught me in his wards. There was no way for me to escape and he cut off my limbs to make sure I wouldn't be able to get away even if he let me out. I don't know what wards or how he did it but none of my spells even made it to the bars before they shot back at me." The rat-like man confided.

Last was an Asian woman named Zhilan Chang and she asked her own question. "Do you have a statement for any other Death Eaters out there?" she asked with a sunny smile.

As he nodded, Peter knew he was going to be punished for this but it was his only chance as far as he knew of getting the other Death Eaters to want his information regarding Harry enough to come for him. "Yes, yes I do." Clearing his throat he looked strait at the flashing cameras. "RUN FOR YOUR LIVES! IN THE NAME OF MERLIN RUN! HE'S A MADMAN! A MADMAN I TELL YOU!" he screamed at the top of his lungs before he was picked up and carried away by an unseen force.

Each of the reporters watched as Pettigrew actually grabbed the doorway with his teeth to try and struggle. It worked till he was yanked hard enough to rip his teeth out with several still sticking into the wood of the doorway. "It seems Mr. Pettigrew is currently having a small episode. I can answer any further questions you might have." Harry suggested in his monotone.

Quiet a few of the reporters shivered but looked at the boy. "Why would Mr. Pettigrew have a reaction like that?" Rita asked nervously.

After thinking for a moment Harry looked at the woman. "Probably because he knows he's going back to a place where he will be tortured both physically and mentally beyond anything the wizarding world has ever been capable of. The torture and interrogation division have spent the last few thousand years perfecting their techniques until a person is no longer capable of telling what reality is and what is dream any longer. He won't even be able to trust his own thoughts in a week." he told her making everyone in the room shudder.

In the back a dark skinned man named Eton Masters took the chance to speak. "Don't you think it's unethical or barbaric to go to such lengths?" he asked.

Raising an eyebrow at the man Harry answered. "Don't you think that it's stupid not to since that's what they do to our people? Death Eaters fight for only one reason. Aurors, politicians and civilians won't fight back. The Aurors just sit by and watch then report it to the Politicians, the Politicians are corrupt and easily bought off or just fabricate whatever they think they can get away with to further their own agendas and the civilians are cowardly weak people who won't fight back. If you were to put ten Aurors and ten Death Eaters in a room and give them all free reign to use unforgivables the Death Eaters would lose every time because they are untrained civilians who only know the unforgivables and a few dark arts. The Ministry however doesn't want to 'ruin their public image' so they forbid the Unforgivables or get bribed not to by the Death Eaters. Thus, there is no way for magical Brittan to beat the Death Eaters even under Albus Dumbledore's leadership." he said calmly.

Zhilan frowned and looked at Harry sternly. "Would you rather we sank to their level?" she asked angrily.

"Depends, do you want to survive?" he asked shocking them all. "You can't fight politics and killing curses with jail or stunners. Either you kill them or they will torture, rape and kill you, your children, your husbands, your wives and everyone else. Look at me; I've nearly wiped them out on my own because I'm willing to kill. I'm only one person and in three years I've done what the Ministry was completely impotent of doing. I've virtually wiped out the Death Eaters and Voldemort with barely any effort because unlike the Ministry, I honestly don't care what you think. I would rather be alive than be 'better than them'. You having morals will only let them have their way with you, your family and your land faster since you aren't even putting up a resistance." he lectured. "Besides, Voldemort is only a Half-blood so I don't get why the Purebloods follow him."

Rita looked at her boss in shock. "What do you mean 'half-blood'? Everyone knows you-know-who is a pureblood!" she squeaked.

Turning to the woman Harry sighed under his high collared cloak. "Tom Marvolo Riddle, was Hogwarts head boy during his time in Hogwarts. He also was the one who opened the Chamber of Secrets first resulting in the death of a girl named Myrtle Higgs who you may know as Moaning Myrtle. He framed Rubeus Hagrid after killing her resulting in him being expelled. In fact his name..." Harry said writing the name in the air with flames using a charm Flitwick had taught them a month ago. "...Tom Marvolo Riddle, can be rearranged to form this." Waving his wand everyone gasped as the letters moved until the words 'I am Lord Voldemort' stared back at them. "Quite the trick isn't it? Fooling the entire magical world into thinking he's a pureblood just so he could control the ruling class. All this information is a matter of public record and as you leave my assistants will be handing out packets along with pensieve memories of my encounters with Voldemort." he told them calmly.

Alphonse looked at Harry for a few seconds before he spoke. "How did you manage to survive the killing curse? Everyone says that it was your mother's sacrifice that did it but nobody really knows." He pointed out.

For several seconds Harry thought before nodding. "I suppose you could say it was Lily Potter's sacrifice that did it. However she wasn't my true mother. I am somewhere in the vicinity of 200,000 years old and a killing curse won't work on me being immortal. However, what stopped the killing curse was Tom's own magic." the ninja explained.

Apparently Rita needed a bigger explanation than that as she raised her hand. "What do you mean his own magic stopped the killing curse? How would that work?" she asked.

"Lily Potter said quote: 'No, please don't hurt my son! Take me!' end quote. By killing Lily without responding to her offer his magic accepted the magical contract by fulfilling his end of the agreement. As such when he tried to kill me, his magic stopped him and destroyed his body. The only thing that is keeping him in this world is his anchors." Harry answered.

Confusion lit the faces of the reporters as Rita spoke. "What do you mean he is still in this world, he's dead isn't he? What are these anchors?"

"The answer to these two questions is actually the same. An anchor is also known as a Soul Reliquary where a piece of a soul is locked away to keep the rest of the soul from passing over in death through the ritualistic murder of a human life. A lich is created this way as are Dementors. However, in the event that someone is stupid enough to use an object other than their bodies it means the soul can't take on a corporeal form so they're left as wraiths which can only interact with the world by possessing willing vessels." was Harry's answer as he watched the shocked people. "Many people think it can be used as a form of immortality but it never works. As soon as the artifacts are destroyed the soul is sent to the other side and there can't be more than six artifacts at a time."

Shocked was easily how the others in the room looked. Not even Rita Skeeter who was known to do nearly anything to get a story moved. After several minutes Zhilan managed to find her voice. "But how would we know these artifacts?" she asked.

With his emotionless mask and monotone still in place Harry answered her. "It's not all that hard. They would probably be rather well protected with magical traps or something. It's not that hard to find them anyway."

Frowning, Alphonse looked at Harry. "Do you know where they are?"

Calmly standing there Harry nodded. "Indeed I do. I have no idea exactly what they would be but I am perfectly aware of where they are."

For once a happy smile graced Zhilan's face as she looked at Harry. "So you're going to destroy them right?" she prompted.

"No." Harry answered making the reporters gape. "I'm not a citizen of Brittan so Voldemort is not my jurisdiction. Unless he attacks me or someone directly associated with me then I have no reason to go after him. Each of my attacks so far has been either in retaliation or as part of my trade. Other than that Voldemort is the responsibility of every single British citizen not mine or that of my village. In short, unless it affects me, my company or my village, Brittan can fight its own battles. I have more important things to do." he confided to the reporters who gaped. Soon after that they all filed out of the room taking the offered packets from Remus, Hagrid, Tonks and the elves. Not a single one said a word.

Dumbledore was livid the next day as he looked at the paper. Secrets, dozens of secrets he had been keeping close to his hand were now public knowledge! His only consolation was that nobody seemed to know any of the details.

Sirius Black was being given a full pardon and while that ruined some of his plans that only meant he would need to work on others harder. The fact that the Metamorphmagus had abandoned him was a serious set back as her spying ability would have been completely unmatched. Hagrid had told him a short while ago that he was moving out and would be moving in with his new girlfriend Madam Olympe Maxime in France which would help his plans by keeping Maxime busy but still had serious consequences as his plant in Harry's midst was now gone.

Worst of all was that Serverus Snape, his spy in the darker circles and potion maker, was now missing. That meant that he no longer had an insight into the Death Eaters or someone to report on Harry's progress. He had precious few options and the boy was too powerful physically, politically and financially for him to take down. He would need to wait for the right opportunity to stop this.

Unfortunately until then he was virtually powerless to do anything about the boy or his power. The boy had him outmatched in every possible way and anyone he sent to tail the boy either vanished or simply wouldn't associate with him any longer. Worst was that his wand was now in the hands of the boy by simple defeat. A single blow had knocked him, Albus Dumbledore, unconscious rendering the wand useless to him even if he did get it back.

In a word, Harry Potter could be described as 'impossible'. The boy claimed to be 200,000 years old but that couldn't possibly happen. Only one Philosopher stone existed, there was no way some upstart brat could be more powerful or more capable than him. But here he was destroying the enemy of the Wizarding world like they were nothing when Dumbledore himself was hard pressed to do anything about them. He had raised all of Magical Brittan financially and not only got the non-human's support but they willingly worked for him increasing his profits further.

On top of all that he had allies with the most powerful figures both magical and muggle that money could open up. If anything were to happen to him right now Brittan would break into a depression greater than even the American's had seen. There would be no ingredients for wands or potions, no materials for building and no import for foods. The pure devastation that such a thing could cause to the magical world was insurmountable until he could figure out a way to get the boy's company for himself.

Sighing, Dumbledore looked at the boy in question and flinched at the cold black eyes staring back at him. They were dark pearls of black darkness holding malice, hatred and death all pointed directly at him. The aged headmaster shuddered. He should have remembered that other wizards were more concerned with their familiars dying than he was since his was a phoenix.

There was no longer any doubt that the boy intended to crush him slowly to prolong his suffering. At this point all he was doing was purposely toying with the old man, dangling him from the end of a string just to watch him struggle to hold on. The thought was daunting and frightening to a man who had been in control all his life. 'I need to find a way to get this situation back on track.' he thought and couldn't shake the notion that the sudden smirk the boy had was because he knew exactly what the old man was thinking.

At least it was the going away feast. Harry, once again, was valedictorian of his year much to the ire of Hermione Granger who thought she had an advantage with the time turner she had been loaned. Sadly, he had not only kept up with her from the start of the year but taken her time turner since it wasn't exactly 'legal'. Then the Queen had actually given the blasted thing to him making him even more dangerous. "Harry, would you happen to know the whereabouts of Professor Snape?" the old man asked.

Several moments of silence filled the great hall as Harry thought. "I believe the last I saw him there was something about a dinner date mentioned. Other than that I have no idea where he is exactly. He was looking a bit... 'flushed' though." the boy answered causing Remus to stifle a snigger. Dumbledore just sighed and let the matter drop. He would need to see if that tracing charm he put on the potions master was still working.

When Harry arrived in Konoha he was unprepared for the human bullet that was Fleur as she produced a flying glomp that even his Sharingan was unable to keep up with. Kurenai wasn't far behind as she also dog-piled on Harry. After many a hug and kiss Harry was allowed up where he poked Sasuke in the forehead, getting a smirk.

His first day back was relaxing as he sat with the others in the now finished club. The ninja and civilians both were there dancing while others happily ate the good food and drank themselves soused. Iymithra and he had danced several times enjoying each other's company while his clones took care of his fiancées.

That night Harry decided to be a little bolder and kissed the dark elf a little deeper while in the open air hot spring of his castle. Nervously he reached up and touched her breast rubbing it. It descended into a heavy make-out session with lots of curious petting on Harry's part. Iymithra had a stupid looking grin on her face when they got to bed making Narcissa look at her curiously.

Morning was interesting as Harry invited the all his guests from the tournament to visit the island. Everyone happily came and enjoyed the sights of the obviously ancient but obviously renovated castle. Other than plumbing, heating, air conditioning and electricity it was exactly the same as it had been when it was first built.

The entire island had been turned into different training grounds with a large area of natural open air hot springs a short walk from the castle. A rock garden lined the way to it with a koi pond on the other side. Cherry Blossom and Bonzai trees lined the courtyard creating shade for everyone. It even had a shrine and clan burial mausoleum.

As they all relaxed in the courtyard having lunch after their tour Hiashi looked at Harry. "As long as we're here I was wondering if you could explain something. If the Hyuuga Bloodline was meant for long range why can it see the tenketsu?" he asked.

"Actually that was an accident." Harry said. "The bloodline was supposed to allow for a perfect long distance archer sentry. However seeing chakra and through objects was supposed to allow the user to see through illusions and camouflage. Seeing chakra was supposed to allow them to find the weak points in barriers and take it down as well. Even your eight trigrams sixty-four palms originally had the name of eight trigrams sixty-four arrows."

Hiashi blinked and looked at Harry hard. "How is that possible? It's not possible to load one of those bows and draw it at that speed." He insisted.

Nodding as he took a bite of the sandwich offered to him by Iymithra, Harry looked at the other man. "True, however if you turn on your Byakugan you'll see that the bow you have bears a seal where the arrows go. It can hold over one thousand arrows at a time. With it you don't need to both knock it as channeling a chakra pulse through your fingers will make an arrow appear. Then you can just draw and fire instead of needing to load arrows as well. Eventually the Hyuuga seemed to realize the pulses could also cut off chakra paths and added that to their style. But since then it seems that the long range aspect they were meant for has been lost." he sighed. "I hope you will at least consider adding the long range aspect back into the combat style of the Hyuuga but I can't force you." Several more hours of relaxation were had until everyone had to go home. The Hokage told Harry to come in the next day since team seven had a A-rank mission lined up.

Harry stood with his team in the Mission meeting. Everyone from Jounin to Genin were there as they stood in groups by team. "Team Seven, you'll be on bodyguard detail to escort an actress on her trip to snow country. Her name is..."

Just then the door slammed open and a man with short hair and round glasses burst in looking frantic. "Hokage-sama, Princess Fuun has run off!" he panted making Naruto begin jumping around like an idiot until Sakura bopped him on the head. Sasuke smirked while ignoring Sakura fussing over him. Kakashi pulled out a script and ran out the door to look for the actress and pitch 'Icha Icha Paradise: The Movie' to her.

With a sigh of resignation Harry walked to the window and stood on it ignoring the five story drop as he channeled chakra into the seals he had put on the bottom of his boots causing his Firebolt to appear. He pushed off like a muggle skateboarder and flew out over the city looking for anyone he had never seen in Konoha before. Several Jounin forced themselves not to gape as the Hokage turned to Fleur, the newest Genin of Konohagakure no Sato. "Fleur and Mai since you don't have a team and you're fairly new to the true ninja life style you'll be accompanying team seven on their mission." he told them and the young women nodded before unsealing their own brooms and going out the window after Harry.

A horse was rare in Konoha. It wasn't that the village was poor or that there wasn't enough room, there was plenty of both. The fact was that every member of Konoha had at least minor ninja training. Even the civilians had gone to the academy for self-defense reasons though they never went as high as Genin level. As such nobody bothered with horses because they didn't need them.

This was the fact that caught Harry's attention as he turned his broom and saw a young woman by a stream with her knees pulled up to her chest. He landed behind her silently and resealed his Firebolt into his left sandal before he spoke. "You alright?" he asked in his typical monotone.

"I'm not looking for a date so buzz off." The dark haired woman said despite her blush upon seeing Harry. She was pretty and in one of the most idiotic outfits Harry had ever seen depicting her as the movie character 'Princess Fuun'. She was the favorite actress of both Naruto and Kakashi.

On the other hand, Harry didn't really care for her movies. They were B-movies at best and more often than not he and Fleur would watch her 'dramas' and laugh like they were comedies. "That's good because my fiancée would be most displeased if you came onto me and I'm not a fan so don't bother thinking I want an autograph. Personally I think your movies are low quality and I usually sit just laugh at the graphics and special effects. As things are, I saw you were upset and wanted to know if you were upset for a particular reason." Harry explained. "My name is Uchiha-Potter, Harry if you care to know."

Smirking at Harry the woman stood up. "I've heard of you. They say your entire clan was wiped out by a thirteen year old. How does that make you feel? How do you keep going after something so horrible as that?" the woman asked.

Not the least bit disturbed Harry shook his head. "I have watched entire nations be slaughtered on my orders. I have killed thousands of men, women and children personally and been the direct cause of millions more." Harry told the woman who flinched away at that piece of knowledge. "Your lives are so short. Each of you people seems to be like a small flower." he said picking up a small blackish-purple flower from near the river. "So easy to crush without noticing but so difficult to raise unmolested by harsh weather."

Yukie Fujikaze was a beautiful woman, she knew this. More than once she had enticed a leading man or two into her bed with just a wink. But right now she was enthralled as she watched the young man look at a flower, a royal teardrop if she were to be specific. The entire scene was enrapturing, so beautiful with the wind slowly blowing the leaves, his hair and his cloak. "You sound so old when you talk like that." She said sadly.

It was several moments before Harry spoke. "Where as you measure time in seconds minutes and hours I find that to keep my sanity I must measure time in centuries, millenniums and eons." he confided making the woman gape. "Your life time, the lifetimes of all beings around me are so short... the blink of an eye or a turn of the head to mine. If I look away they have fallen to dust before I can grasp them again. But if I don't look away or I watch too long..." The boy before her trailed off just as the flower in his hand caught flame and burned, wilting in the heat of the fire before her eyes causing her to gasp. "That is how it makes me feel, how I go on. To me all life shall die, my only question is will it waste the sacrifice of others or will it make me proud to watch over it by blooming before the flames can consume it."

The young actress didn't struggle as she followed Harry away from the stream holding the reigns of her horse. In fact she couldn't even look away from the young man. Fleur flew up happily and jumped off her broom to land in Harry's arms where she cuddled into his chest making Yukie fume for a reason she couldn't understand. The girl before her drew more eyes than Yukie ever had and made her feel self-conscious despite herself.

"It is wonderful 'arry. Mai and I are to go in ze mission wiz you." the quarter veela said while wrapping her arms around Harry's neck.

Returning the hug with his arms around Fleur's hips Harry smiled and kissed Fleur gently before taking her hand. "That's wonderful, Fleur. I can tutor you on chakra control while we're out and maybe a few more jutsu." he told her as they walked on with Yukie stomping after them trying to burn a hole in Fleur with her eyes. Oh how she longed for the power of heat vision at that moment.

Once they arrived at the studio Harry was greeted by Kakashi who saw how Yukie was glaring at Fleur before slinking off sadly. Mai rushed up to kiss Harry making the actors and men who had been flirting with her to fume. Several men tried to flirt with Fleur who ignored them causing them to fume even more.

"Hey brat, save some women for the rest of us!" the actor who played Yukie's leading man in the movie hissed. He wasn't particularly intimidating but he did tower over Harry.

Not impressed at all Harry just looked at him with an emotionless stare. "Your reasoning for me 'leaving you some women' happens to be the fact that you were trying to seduce my fiancées. If you don't like the fact that they were mine before you ever laid eyes on them then find someone unattached. I would assume the large engagement rings on their fingers would be a good clue that they already were with someone." With that Harry stopped paying attention to the man.

Angered, one of the men drew his sword which fell into pieces as Sasuke sheathed his chakra fang. "H-how did you do that?" the man asked. "I didn't even see you move!" he yelped falling on his backside.

Turning Harry looked down at the man. "Meet one of my apprentices, Uchiha Sasuke. He isn't quite as fast as me but he it improving more rapidly than I did. He's currently considered to be high B-rank to low A-rank already. In a few more years I am willing to assume he will clear S-rank. My fiancées Fleur and Mai here are C-rank at the moment while my second apprentice Naruto has cleared U-rank status already." Another man moved to draw his sword only to feel the point of another sword at his neck as a dark skinned woman with long pointed ears appeared. "My bodyguard Iymithra, also my first apprentice, I would assume she is nearing A-rank as of now but she has never been tested."

Silence filled the studio as Harry snapped his fingers and Iymithra turned invisible while sheathing her sword before moving behind Harry with her fingers curling in his ponytail lovingly. Kakashi spoke up at this point with a sigh. "I've booked us space on a boat that will take us to snow country. Harry, your yacht is too large to get us there with the icebergs so I'll ask you to see if you can camouflage the ship using magic." he asked.

With a glance at Iymithra who tapped his neck twice to signal 'yes' Harry nodded. "Iymithra and I can put a disillusionment charm on the ship with Naruto and Fleur's help. It won't be invisible but it should be difficult to see. Anyone above B-rank will be able to spot it though."

Kakashi nodded. "It'll have to do. We'll be escorting them to snow country for the final scenes of the movie so be on the lookout. This may be an A-rank but it could easily turn into an S-rank so be careful." He told the team who nodded. "I will expect you all to meet here in an hour with your gear." Sakura and Kakashi were the only ones who left and when questioned why Sasuke replied that they never went anywhere without their supplies pointing to his scroll pouches. Harry, Naruto, Iymithra and Fleur did the same.

Harry woke up the next morning to Yukie shouting and ranting about how she didn't want to go to snow country. He grunted and nuzzled into Mai's breasts a little deeper making them jiggle around his head a bit. Fleur had gone out to help team seven with the work by levitating heavy cameras and objects into place.

Iymithra had apparated back to the manor to get breakfast for Harry, Fleur and Mai from Nippy. Mai had elected to stay in bed with Harry to keep him warm as she ran her fingers through his undone hair. "Morning, Harry. Do I get a kiss for being good?" Mai teased playfully.

Stretching with a yawn Harry leaned up and kissed the busty woman softly before he sat up in the large bed. Iymithra and Fleur, being better at magic than Harry had enlarged the small cabin they were given into a twenty by thirty suite with a big four posted bed big enough for all of them. Mai had won the 'odds or evens' game and gotten to be Harry's mattress for the night which confused him but he didn't complain.

Often Iymithra chose to sleep nude with him. She often claimed it was to 'be ready for her master's pleasure should he desire her body' but he could tell she just enjoyed when he admired her body with his eyes. Fleur always slept with a bra and panties on whenever she slept with him. Whenever Iymithra suggested she allow Harry to see her body the quarter veela would blush and protest but she often enjoyed when Harry held her in that state. Mai happily let Harry look and touch her body anytime he wanted. Point of fact she encouraged it and often slept in only a pair or notoriously scandalous micro-panties and told him that if he ever wanted her he could just move them to the side.

Gently rubbing Mai's washboard stomach Harry kissed her navel before he got out of bed and started to dress. "We have work to do today Mai. Better get ready." He told the beautiful woman who sat in bed pouting. After a few moments he relented and gripped her butt, picking her up so she could wrap her lets around his hips as he pinned her to the wall and kissed her deeply. He kneaded her behind as his tongue curled around hers making Mai moan gently just before the kiss ended making her whine pitifully. "We need to work Mai, we can curl up and kiss more tonight." He told her making her sigh and nod.

Up on deck they ate the eggs, toast and sausages while drinking the milk Iymithra brought back. Fleur, Iymithra and team seven ate with them. Some of the crew looked at them with frowns. "Where's ours?" one of the men asked angrily.

"Our mission is as bodyguards. Contrary to some of your lewd comments the girls are not here to please you and our food is our own. Go about your business." Harry told them making one of the sailors smirk.

He walked up like he owned the ship and looked down on Harry. "Yeah right! We hired you ninja so you have to do what we say! You, with the blonde hair, take off your shirt!" he smirked only to have a knife from Harry cut his hands off and stab him in the crotch.

Though his voice was emotionless Harry's Sharingan was active. "Perhaps I did not make myself clear. We are here to protect Fujikaze Yukie. My fiancées do not provide those services. Goodbye." Almost dismissively he muscled the man over his shoulder into the water where the blood from his cuts attracted the sharks around the boat. His screams and the sound of splashing accompanied the tearing of flesh. "I will not warn anyone again, my property and my girls are off limits. Is that clear?" he asked with enough killing intent to make even Kakashi shudder.

Everyone on the ship was quick to agree as they went about their business. Yukie spent nearly an hour getting her make-up done while the ninja took shifts keeping watch. They filmed a scene where there was a sword battle on the ship. Eventually, the 'lover of Princess Fuun' was killed while the battle and she cried as he 'died in her arms'. It didn't even look real.

Two days of shooting netted a bunch of silly dramatic junk that made Harry feel stupider the more he watched it. He could actually feel his mind starting to liquefy and leak out of his ears. He used a Genjutsu to make it look like that was happening and freaked everyone out for a while making them thing he was a zombie.

When they woke up on the third day they found the way blocked by a huge iceberg. The director unfortunately decided to land on the iceberg itself so that they could film a battle scene to use. Harry felt jumpy as he looked around the snow covered iceberg. He could sense chakra signatures on there somewhere but couldn't pinpoint them so he hid three Kage Bunshin under Meisaigakure no Jutsu to keep a look out.

Naruto and Yukie complained about the cold and stood around an old heated stove to keep warm as did Naruto's other bodies. Harry was fine and walked the perimeter emotionlessly without even noticing the snow melting just before it could touch his toes since he hadn't changed from the typical ninja outfit. Fleur, Mai and Iymithra were also unaffected by the cold as their skimpy outfits proved.

Sasuke shivered slightly and looked at Harry. "Why aren't you cold? Even Mai isn't cold and you know how little she wears." he muttered.

A sigh came from Harry as he cast warming charms on Yukie, all of Naruto's five bodies, Sakura and Kakashi. "First year spell. Did you forget about it Naruto? Warming charms are the second charm you were taught." he pointed out making Naruto chuckle sheepishly as he scratched the back of his head.

Dressed as an old man, one of the actors laughed evilly. "So, you have come all there way here, Princess Fuun!" he cackled while holding a staff and wearing a ridiculous headdress that made Harry's eye twitch.

Yukie and two men Harry had not bothered to remember the names of glared at the man with hatred. "You are the wizard Mao!" Yukie said in her role.

In his anger Harry had not noticed his Sharingan activating as he took a step forward only for Kakashi to hold him back. "Damnit, just let me put one curse on him. Just ONE!" he growled while everyone stared at him.

Scoffing at the boy the Director looked at him. "What, you think you're a wizard boy? You're just a ninja, leave the acting to the prrrRibit!" he got out as he was finished turning into a toad from a spell cast by Harry's wand.

"Hehehe... Hey Fleur, cuisses de grenouille, Mon Cheri?" Harry asked just before Fleur squealed and glomped him.

Giggling joyously Fleur kissed Harry deeply while pinning him in the snow. "Oh 'arry! You 'ave learned ze French!" she joyfully exclaimed. "It is ze language of ze love." she told him saucily as she licked his bottom lip.

For a while the little frogcicle shivered in the cold until they convinced Harry to turn him back after the frog promised to never make such a horrible rendition of a wizard again. The scene was shot over again with the wizard and all the crap that went with it. An explosion occurred behind the wizard caused by Harry and Kakashi throwing kunai with explosive tags on them at the ice cliffs behind him. "What now?! Is his spell casting insulting?!" the director shouted.

"Everyone get back!" Kakashi said as Harry and Sasuke activated their Sharingan. Naruto and his other bodies formed a circle around Yukie while Sakura just stood there with a kunai in her hand looking scared. Iymithra was invisible while both Mai and Fleur took up flanking positions.

Standing and pushing a tarp off himself a man with white hair in a ponytail looked down at them. His forehead protector marked him as a snow ninja. "Welcome to Snow Country, outsiders." he said easily.

Kakashi and Harry growled when they saw who it was. He was an A-rank snow ninja named Nadare Rouga. "I welcome you, Princess Koyuki." A woman with pink hair said as she posed on top of another peak like Rouga. "Did you bring the Hexagonal crystal?" she asked. Both cursed angrily as they realized the two Jōunin were after their charge.

End Chapter 9

Translations:

Hokage – Fire Shadow
Sennin – Legendary Ninja
Jutsu – Technique
ANBU – Black Ops
Jōunin – Elite Ninja
Chūunin – Average or Journeyman Ninja
Genin – Trainee Ninja
Shinobi – Male Ninja
Kunoichi – Female Ninja
Genjutsu – Illusion Skill
Ninjutsu – Ninja Skill
Taijutsu – Body Skill
Kenjutsu – Sword Skill
Kinjutsu – Forbidden Skill
Meisaigakure no Jutsu – Hiding Camouflage Technique

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Author's Notes:

And there's chapter 9 of book 3. Wow, this fic is really starting to pick up some speed isn't it? Well, I hope you all liked this chapter and I hope you R&R.