Disclaimer: This is a fan written work based on the works of J.K. Rowling. It might possibly also have some elements of a number of other works. There is no money being made from this, it is merely a work meant for the entertainment of myself and the masses. This is merely for fun, and no profit. I repeat: I am not making any money out of writing this.

Warning: OCs OOCs Sues, and some crack. You have been warned.

Note 1: AU.

Note 2: There will be a bunch of words normally seen in an anime-fanfic.

Note 3: Anyone read Nurarihyon no Mago? Well, there are expected to be some of those characters and monsters in this chapter.

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chapter thirty-six

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Day two of Nura Rikuo's training under the supervision of Harry Potter, aka Aetas aka Kosetsu aka that kid with a Cloak of the Night Sky, ecetera.

Harry woke up early that day and decided on simply having some Tamago and of course a pot of jasumin cha. Insomnia for once was sound asleep, his room covered floor to ceiling in styrofoam for some reason that Harry did not bother to try and figure out.

Harry then went about preparing for the day ahead, he planned on having Rikuo do twice the number of tasks that day, double the lap on the wall, with hopefull fewer monsters having to chase him, double the number of times that the kid had to scale the castle keep, and he would send the kid to a different undrground cave, and have him get chased by mongolian death worms instead of rats.

He made his way out of the castle, out the gates of the keep, and into the city below, passing by guards, soldiers, civilians, and the like, all of them none the wiser that it was their ruler walking amongst them. Which was the way that Harry liked it to be. He expected Rikuo to be late once again, he didn't really mind as he would have his student snatched by Shiro when the kid passed through the red light district. He already sent Shiro the orders of interception, as well as the instructions to give the kid about the morning training, which comprised of everything that the kid had done the day before.

As he passed by many of the city's inhabitants he couldn't help but what wonder what it would be like to be one of them, even for a day, but he supposed that that sort of thinking could lead to more than simply problematic situations that he did not want to get into. But he did decide to purchase a modest house for himself within the city proper, as well as do all the paperwork that would get him an alternate identity in th city, as well as in Japan, should he ever decide to visit. He believed that he could pass for one of the samurai in the city without anyone being the wiser, there were a few clans that still had some secrets to them. Of course Harry and Insomnia knew who they all were, and those two were the only ones that knew all for sure.

Whlile walking he once again aged himself, wanting to become more used to his adult body, at least while he was in Koto on Akumu. He'd need to be an adult to pass as a citizen, and hide his identity from the populace. Being a kid and living alone, even with a new identity would raise more than a few eyebrows after all, better safe than sorry and be an adult for the time being. Of course he'd let Insomnia and his monsters in on the secret, Rikuo as well, but that would be about it for the time being.

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Sometime around lunchtime Shiro dropped down from the sky walked in Harry's direction, bumped into him, helped him up, apologized, and slipped him a note that had all the information about the training that Rikuo had gone through so far. It took more than twice the number of monster to get Rikuo to finish by lunch time, along with more than just average sized mongolian death worms to get him out of the caves. The young man wouldn't be able to treat pasta as a regular food for a few days.

Before Shiro wandered away back to wherever the young lad was resting from the morning training, Harry slipped a piece of paper into one of Shiro's pockets, which simply stated that Rikuo be brought to one of the training fields behind the castle, and to bring nenekirimaru with him, the katana that could only cut monsters, which technically also included magicals for seme not so odd reason.

Then Harry went on his way to get some lunch for himself, as well as ten pots of jasumin cha, and ten kiloliters of sake. He was going to enjoy his time torturing the young Nura.

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Sometime after lunch Harry met up with his supposed student in an open field behind the castle keep, with Shiro and the rest of the monsters wanting to see what would happen.

"This afternoon, I want you," Harry instructed Rikuo, "to try your hardest not to die," Harry then faced Shiro, "Shiro, count down, I'm going to physically attack the kid."

"Hai," Shiro said then ushered the audience to take a few hundred steps back, then in a loud voice proceeded with the count down, "On the count of three!"

"You shall have no access to your night form while in this city unless I allow you to," Harry told Rikuo.

"One!"

"Prepare to defend yourself, for Hagoromo Gitsune will show no mercy."

"Two!"

"Ready, steady.."

"THREE!"

"Have at you!" Harry shouted as he dashed to Rikuo's position, luckily the young man was able to dodge the tackle, but was unable to do anything with his katana, as Harry flung it away from the boy with one swipe of a clawed hand.

"Hey! How am I supposed to defend myself now?!" Rikuo asked as he dodged another tackle and swipe combo.

"Figure it out gaki!" Harry said as he pushed the kid away with a palm thrust. Followed up by conjuring a spear in hand and hurling it at the young Nura. Which was thankfully dodged.

The boy decided that it would be a very good idea to run away, better than standing still. He dodged a few more thrown spears, crossbow bolts, arrow, bullets, and a bunch of other things that could be thrown, hurled, or launched.

After an hour of dodging a greatly holding back Harry, Rikuo decided that he would try to counter attack, so he grabbed a thorwn spear and tried to bat away the oncoming projectiles, hitting some, while being grazed by others, that was when Harry decided that it was time for a level up in abilities and difficulty. He smummoned a sword to each hand, gripped them tightly, one in a back handed grip, while the other in a regular one. One of the seords was a ninjato, while the other was a broadsword.

He started to make the blades flash until their movements were mere blurs, with an echoing sound of blades acting like a tornado, they were too quick to follow by the eyes, there was no pattern, it was like a maelstorm of blades, but only being two. Harry turned himself into a walking meat grinder.

"Attack him you coward!" one of the monsters present shouted to Rikuo.

"Don't you have some sort of special skill?" another asked, while the rest of the audience wanting to know what was it that helped the nurarihyon so great. What power did this child's grandfather wield that he was considered one of the most powerful of youkai, or spirits, of monsters, the supreme commander.

"Has he not told you what being nurarihyon is meant to be?" another monster pondered.

"Fight me! Stop running away or I shall spare that kitsune the trouble and end your existence!" Harru shouted as he jumped up into the air to being down his maelstorm of blades on the boy.

But before any of the blades of metal, and the ones formed by the blades, the wind blades that is, could make contact, the boy just relaxed.

For while Harry was making his descent he was mentally asking his pupil, 'What kind of youkai is nurarihyon? What makes nurarihyon so special? Answer that and you shall know the power you truly posses.' IT seemed as if the young boy had figured it out.

The results were of Harry and all his blades making contact not with the boy, but with the ground behind and below the boy. He then flung the blades aside, and summoned to himself a longsword, one that from blade to tip looked like the numbers two and seven on top of one another. He then became larger than life, or at least his aura took that form, but instead of his child-like form, he looked twenty-five, but wearing his godly garb. Beind him the sky was halved, half day half night. While on the grond there was a mismatch of time as well, in some places were shadows, in other there was sunlight.

The boy in kimono and hakama pants simply looked at his teacher of such a short time, nothing out of the ordinary could be seen, he still looked human, complete with his glasses, but his aura was no longer felt, it was as if only his image was present, and nothing else. He was like the moon's reflection on a still pond.

"Impressive, though it did take you a while to figure it out, now all that is needed is to see for how long you are able to keep it up, as well as if you can attack and actually defend yourself, now.." Harry said disappearing from view, then reappearing right in front of Rikuo, "Have at you!"

The boy seemed to vanish, though no one noticed, then appeared with his sword in hand blocking the downward slash that Harry had performed.

The two exchanged a few blows, each blocking the other's strike, neither landing another hit, then Harry decided to up the ante, and brought forth some of his godly talents, like the control of the elements, he had each do his bidding, rocks and such were thrown up to defend him instead of himself having to defend himself, the winds were used as additional blades, he turned part of himself into water to aid the flow in his movements, he then called down lightning to try and light his pupil up with more than one hundred thousand volts of electricity. He stopped attacking simply with just as sword, he coated his blade with flames hotter than the sun, as well as with the darkness of night.

Rikuo retailiated each attack with one of his own, but clearly he was no match for a partially released god. His attacks were with his regular human strength, but he decided to just rely on his stamina, determination, and persistence to see what he could do. Keeping his power up and running was draining him of energy and concentration quite fast, and he did not know how much longer he could keep up his slashing and his dodging.

"If only he could create illusions for offensive purposes.." one of the other monster stated.

"That would make him a lot stronger..definitely," another agreed.

"Maybe we can find a willing kitsune to teach him a thing or two, since Kosetsu-sama only plans of furthering his ability and not actually teaching him to do stuff," a ryu wondered.

"I'll speak to some of them when this exercise is done," Shiro Tengu said.

Harry grew bored as opposed to tired quickly, Rikuo was not much of a challenge, but that would change in the coming days as Harry decided that he would have the youth learn kenjutsu from one of the masters living in the city. He too thought about having someone tutor the lad in the use of offensive illusions, ones that could really hurt someone both physically and mentally, solid illusions were quite useful.

Due to the approaching boredom, Harry decided to return to his long range fighting, by dashing backwards all the while launching dragons of the elements at his student, different sizes and densities of them anyway. Lightning still dropped down from the sky, as did some flash flood worth of rain fall down to cover them and their audience. When Harry landed to start his bombardment, he caused a little earthquake to occur to really shake things up a bit, one that would affect the rest of the island nation, which would not stand out at all since Japan really did experience earthquakes, the one that Hary caused would not cause any damage nor any loss of life.

The young Nura, then decided that he would try and do as some anime characters are able to do, he swung his sword a certain way, coating it with his energies, and let lose some wind blades of his own, some of his energies coming off of the blade like little blades as well, with all the cutting power of Nenekirimaru. None of the attacks really even got close to the god, but it proved that not all fantasy is fake.

It was about that time that Harry once again began his offensive, one that caught even Insomnia off guard. Harry split himself into swenty-seven pieces, all of whom held something in both hands, each of them threw in Rikuo's direction the two things that they were holding, all of them hit their target, spot on, even though Rikuo had defended himself using his own blade. The katana did not block the projectiles, it merely halved them. The projectiles being cream pies for some reason.

Before the time that the younger man collapsed from exhaustion of all of the day's events, he had been hit by a number of water balloons, pies, snowballs, pizza pies, pancakes, dung bombs, blood pops, erasers, chalk, wigs, tampons, toe nails, newspaper, rubber ducks, and teddy bears to name a few of the things that had been thrown his way. Then were were also the dragon made out of mud, the dragons made out of pumpkin juice, the dragon and shark projectiles made out of shampoo, perfume, tea, coffee, powder, facial cream, moisturizers, sewage water, talcum powder, all purpose flour, eggs, egg whites, egg yolks, jello, tanning lotion, and milk. He had also been pelted by hundreds of balls of varying sizes all of which were made of rubber and did a lot of bouncing around, all the while a barrier had been erected around the two combatants making sure that no one that did not need to get hit was hit by any and all attacks. The rest of Koto no Akumu were not made aware of what had happened behind the castle in an open field, one that after the battle looked like a war zone between all the joke shop companies in the world against all the slapstick comedians in the world.

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"Just inform him that I will be expecting him to arrive in my office tomorrow at ten in the morning, in whatever he wants to wear, and for him to also bring his katana, as well as some sake bottles, with the actual liquid still inside, is that understood Shiro?" Harry said.

"Hai Kosetsu-sama!" Shiro answered.

"Good, I will be returning to my room for some rest and relaxation, I also expect to receive a report about the three groups that I am expecting to arrive in the city, have Insomnia help you with that," Harry added before setting off towards his room.

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"Tiring day?" Insomnia asked.

"Not quite," Harry answered.

"Then why are you going to be so early in the evening?"

"I just feel like it," Harry said, "Good night sochi."

"Good night otou-sama."