Disclaimer: Have you ever been in a situation when a monk is like: "hey, I'm going to smack you with salami." And you're like: "But I don't own YYH or HP." ? Yeah, me too.
AN This was supposed to come out a lot sooner than it actually did. But I have my reasons. FF.net froze my account for a week. So, I took the time to add a whole bunch of stuff to the prologue. Go read that if you haven't noticed the changes already. ^__^ And now, I present you with chapter 1.
By the way... if any of you have ever read a fic called "Tossed And Found" (a YYH fic) There is now a sequal. Go read and review it!
**BIG HINT** if ff.net is telling you that a chapter does not exist, go to the URL and type ONE PERIOD ( . ) at the end of the link. That should take you where you want to go.
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Chapter 1
It was unsurprising that Kurama reached the temple first. That wasn't to say that Yusuke and Hiei were way behind him, it was just the red head had the soul of a Youko. That made him curious about just about everything. The Youko inside him, however, was disappointed to find that there was nothing out of the ordinary at the temple.
At least, nothing immediately noticeable.
Hiei and Yusuke appeared at his side a moment later, both of them looking slightly bored. Well, Hiei looked bored, Yusuke was too busy trying to return his breathing pattern to normal. The fact that there were about a thousand steps you had to climb before actually reaching the dojo had managed to slip his mind. Yusuke himself shouldn't have forgotten this fact, but when trying to keep up with his two friends, some times things just slipped his mind. The three began walking together to the main doors of the temple, trying not to look *too* eager.
The temple itself was a magnificent structure. There were actually more than one buildings. The main building, which housed the living quarters, like bedrooms, bathrooms, kitchens, sitting rooms and even a room that had state of the art video, stereo and nintendo systems in it. A second building housed Genkai's gaming room, in which hundreds of gambling games, skill testing games and others were stashed. The final building was the actual dojo. Yusuke had spent more than enough time in that building, which was in fact, just one very large room. He called it Hell. And of course, if there was Hell... there had to be...
The devil.
"That didn't take you long at all." A gravely voice said from behind them. "Good morning Kurama, Hiei... Dimwit."
The three turned around, the two demons taking a moment to bow respectfully at the old woman just behind them. She was short, even more so than Hiei. She had graying pink hair and tired brown eyes. Though she looked old and frail, she was in fact, stronger than all of them. Her name was Genkai - Yusuke's training sensai, he was her heir. Having won her tournament (by pure luck) and in result spent months training as he student. He owed much of his progress to the woman he annoyingly called Grandma.
"Hey Grandma," Yusuke said loudly in both greeting and question, "where's the kid?"
A head poked out of the main temple building, but it was one that they recognized. "Yusuke-kun, Kurama-kun, Hiei-san," a cheerful but soft voice called in greeting. "Are you here to see Harry? He's inside."
Genkai grunted. "He's inside." She said without need. The three demons didn't hear her because they were already moving to Yukina's side.
They all greeted her cheerfully, exchanging pleasantries while at the same time shooting Hiei sly looks. The short Jaganshi looked, as usual, very uncomfortable in the presence of his sister. The very fact that so many of his friends knew his secret and were constantly badgering him about it was bad enough, but the fact that his sister herself was counting on him to find... himself, made it even worse.
To prove that very statement, Yukina discreetly pulled him aside, her eyes alight with hope. "Have you found him yet?" She asked, her gentle red eyes locked on Hiei's own red eyes. Meaning, had he found her brother yet. Because Hiei himself was her brother - and couldn't tell her - he had to lie. Which he hated to do because it nearly shattered the spark of hope in his sister's eyes.
Hiei adverted his gaze. "Not yet, but I haven't given up." His gaze just happened to land on a dark haired teenager who was sitting on his favorite chair in the Dojo, watching them with a half curious, half terrified expression.
Hiei let out a possessive growl.
The boy let out a highly undignified squeak of terror.
On Hiei's other side, Yusuke burst out laughing while Kurama turned slightly, eyes wide in surprise, to see the boy they would be spending their time with. There truly wasn't much to look at.
He had tan skin which came from spending long hours under the sun. Dark messy hair, which Kurama was nearly disgusted to see - didn't this kid know what a brush was? And he had green eyes that were every bit as vibrant as Kurama's own. The most curious thing about this boy was, in fact, the scar on his forehead. And he was clothed in the strangest garments any of the three Tentai had ever seen. Black robes with a strange lion patch on the front, and hideously baggy clothes underneath.
Hiei dismissed him as weak within seconds of his examination. "He is useless." He said disdainfully. "His ki levels are so low even lower-class Youkai would ignore him."
The boy shot to his feet with an angry scowl. "Now you listen here you little-"
But that was as far as he got. The boy was suddenly on his back, Hiei's lethal katana pressing against his neck. The boy let out a strange squawk of surprise, not unlike his earlier sound of fear. He suddenly found a pair of glowing red eyes boring into his own eyes.
"You will do well to respect me." Hiei whispered threateningly, "seeing as how the three of us will be protecting you for the next year."
Harry's head bobbed up and down to show that he understood.
Hiei was suddenly jerked back by two hands belonging to two different people.
"Sorry about that." Yusuke said easily, keeping his grip on Hiei's shoulder tight. "He's very territorial. Dominance is very important to him."
Harry regarded the teenager with wide eyes before slowly nodding and smiling. He turned his gaze to Kurama, who smiled and nodded back at him.
"Hiei grew up like that." The kitsune said with a small laugh. Hiei growled. "It's really no big deal. Both Yusuke and myself ended up fighting him, just to gain respect."
Harry paled again, though the three demons weren't sure if it was because of the thought he might have to fight the fire demon, or because Kurama's voice revealed that he was male.
"Hey Harry," Yusuke asked, letting his grip on Hiei weaken, thus letting the demon wrench himself away completely. "I've got some questions for you. How did you get here? How much do you know about us? And tell us a bit about this war we've been hearing so much about."
Harry nodded and opened his mouth to speak.
"Why don't we sit down in the rec room," Kurama suggested. "It would be better if we were comfortable to hold these discussions."
Harry nodded again, a light flush spreading over his features.
They moved to the rec room and settled down on couches, over stuffed chairs and window sills as they saw fit.
"At the end of the school year, just a few weeks after the war had officially ended that woman, Genkai, and a teenager named Koenma came to Hogwarts and told me that my safety was in danger. They said that the spells placed around my relatives house weren't strong enough to keep away everything that could be sent at me. They told me that if I came here, to Japan, I would be safer. Then, Koenma told me that if I agreed, he would assign three of his most powerful Mages to accompany me though my last year at Hogwarts. He said that the three would be spending the hol's getting to know me. Genkai told me that she would even train me a little to better protect myself."
"Why did you agree?" Kurama asked, peering carefully at the boy.
Harry flushed. "A couple of reasons," he admitted. "First is my relatives - they're not the most flattering people in the world. They absolutely hate magic, and me for being a wizard. My childhood wasn't the most pleasant."
Kurama winced. Those were almost like his own fears with telling his mother that he was actually a demon. He was afraid that she would hate him and reject him because of what he was.
"The second reason is because I wanted a chance to learn how to protect myself. What better way than with Mages? And the third is because my..." he paused. "Is because I've never been to Japan before, it sounded like a great experience."
The three demons frowned, wondering why Harry had cut himself off. What was the real third reason?
"How are you speaking Japanese?" Yusuke then asked, suddenly realizing that this kid was from Britain - and probably only spoke English because had never traveled before.
"It's a spell." Harry told him. "I cast it just before leaving. And I flew here, on my broom." He said it as though it were the most obvious thing in the world. But that was a little odd, because the point of departure and the point of landing were halfway around the world from each other. How had he managed.
"You must have used some sort of barrier-slipping spell." Kurama reasoned. "A way to make long distances shorter."
Harry blinked at him from behind his round eye glasses. "No, I flew here with a girl named Botan... I didn't use any spells. She just led the way and I followed. It was like a twenty minute trip. My Firebolt V is the fastest broom in the world." He added boastfully.
Hiei snorted. "What about the war?" He asked gruffly from the window seat. "Why were you so important in it?"
Harry was quiet for a moment, staring at the fire demon whom he thought was only a Mage. "The war..." he said softly. "Yes, that is where everything changed."
He didn't get much further because Yukina suddenly popped into the room and announced that lunch was ready, if they wanted to eat. And after lunch, Harry began to feel the effects of Jet-lag, so he headed off to bed while the three demons returned to Kurama's house for another go at a study session.
It was going to be a long three months.
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AN Review and I'll update.
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AN This was supposed to come out a lot sooner than it actually did. But I have my reasons. FF.net froze my account for a week. So, I took the time to add a whole bunch of stuff to the prologue. Go read that if you haven't noticed the changes already. ^__^ And now, I present you with chapter 1.
By the way... if any of you have ever read a fic called "Tossed And Found" (a YYH fic) There is now a sequal. Go read and review it!
**BIG HINT** if ff.net is telling you that a chapter does not exist, go to the URL and type ONE PERIOD ( . ) at the end of the link. That should take you where you want to go.
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Chapter 1
It was unsurprising that Kurama reached the temple first. That wasn't to say that Yusuke and Hiei were way behind him, it was just the red head had the soul of a Youko. That made him curious about just about everything. The Youko inside him, however, was disappointed to find that there was nothing out of the ordinary at the temple.
At least, nothing immediately noticeable.
Hiei and Yusuke appeared at his side a moment later, both of them looking slightly bored. Well, Hiei looked bored, Yusuke was too busy trying to return his breathing pattern to normal. The fact that there were about a thousand steps you had to climb before actually reaching the dojo had managed to slip his mind. Yusuke himself shouldn't have forgotten this fact, but when trying to keep up with his two friends, some times things just slipped his mind. The three began walking together to the main doors of the temple, trying not to look *too* eager.
The temple itself was a magnificent structure. There were actually more than one buildings. The main building, which housed the living quarters, like bedrooms, bathrooms, kitchens, sitting rooms and even a room that had state of the art video, stereo and nintendo systems in it. A second building housed Genkai's gaming room, in which hundreds of gambling games, skill testing games and others were stashed. The final building was the actual dojo. Yusuke had spent more than enough time in that building, which was in fact, just one very large room. He called it Hell. And of course, if there was Hell... there had to be...
The devil.
"That didn't take you long at all." A gravely voice said from behind them. "Good morning Kurama, Hiei... Dimwit."
The three turned around, the two demons taking a moment to bow respectfully at the old woman just behind them. She was short, even more so than Hiei. She had graying pink hair and tired brown eyes. Though she looked old and frail, she was in fact, stronger than all of them. Her name was Genkai - Yusuke's training sensai, he was her heir. Having won her tournament (by pure luck) and in result spent months training as he student. He owed much of his progress to the woman he annoyingly called Grandma.
"Hey Grandma," Yusuke said loudly in both greeting and question, "where's the kid?"
A head poked out of the main temple building, but it was one that they recognized. "Yusuke-kun, Kurama-kun, Hiei-san," a cheerful but soft voice called in greeting. "Are you here to see Harry? He's inside."
Genkai grunted. "He's inside." She said without need. The three demons didn't hear her because they were already moving to Yukina's side.
They all greeted her cheerfully, exchanging pleasantries while at the same time shooting Hiei sly looks. The short Jaganshi looked, as usual, very uncomfortable in the presence of his sister. The very fact that so many of his friends knew his secret and were constantly badgering him about it was bad enough, but the fact that his sister herself was counting on him to find... himself, made it even worse.
To prove that very statement, Yukina discreetly pulled him aside, her eyes alight with hope. "Have you found him yet?" She asked, her gentle red eyes locked on Hiei's own red eyes. Meaning, had he found her brother yet. Because Hiei himself was her brother - and couldn't tell her - he had to lie. Which he hated to do because it nearly shattered the spark of hope in his sister's eyes.
Hiei adverted his gaze. "Not yet, but I haven't given up." His gaze just happened to land on a dark haired teenager who was sitting on his favorite chair in the Dojo, watching them with a half curious, half terrified expression.
Hiei let out a possessive growl.
The boy let out a highly undignified squeak of terror.
On Hiei's other side, Yusuke burst out laughing while Kurama turned slightly, eyes wide in surprise, to see the boy they would be spending their time with. There truly wasn't much to look at.
He had tan skin which came from spending long hours under the sun. Dark messy hair, which Kurama was nearly disgusted to see - didn't this kid know what a brush was? And he had green eyes that were every bit as vibrant as Kurama's own. The most curious thing about this boy was, in fact, the scar on his forehead. And he was clothed in the strangest garments any of the three Tentai had ever seen. Black robes with a strange lion patch on the front, and hideously baggy clothes underneath.
Hiei dismissed him as weak within seconds of his examination. "He is useless." He said disdainfully. "His ki levels are so low even lower-class Youkai would ignore him."
The boy shot to his feet with an angry scowl. "Now you listen here you little-"
But that was as far as he got. The boy was suddenly on his back, Hiei's lethal katana pressing against his neck. The boy let out a strange squawk of surprise, not unlike his earlier sound of fear. He suddenly found a pair of glowing red eyes boring into his own eyes.
"You will do well to respect me." Hiei whispered threateningly, "seeing as how the three of us will be protecting you for the next year."
Harry's head bobbed up and down to show that he understood.
Hiei was suddenly jerked back by two hands belonging to two different people.
"Sorry about that." Yusuke said easily, keeping his grip on Hiei's shoulder tight. "He's very territorial. Dominance is very important to him."
Harry regarded the teenager with wide eyes before slowly nodding and smiling. He turned his gaze to Kurama, who smiled and nodded back at him.
"Hiei grew up like that." The kitsune said with a small laugh. Hiei growled. "It's really no big deal. Both Yusuke and myself ended up fighting him, just to gain respect."
Harry paled again, though the three demons weren't sure if it was because of the thought he might have to fight the fire demon, or because Kurama's voice revealed that he was male.
"Hey Harry," Yusuke asked, letting his grip on Hiei weaken, thus letting the demon wrench himself away completely. "I've got some questions for you. How did you get here? How much do you know about us? And tell us a bit about this war we've been hearing so much about."
Harry nodded and opened his mouth to speak.
"Why don't we sit down in the rec room," Kurama suggested. "It would be better if we were comfortable to hold these discussions."
Harry nodded again, a light flush spreading over his features.
They moved to the rec room and settled down on couches, over stuffed chairs and window sills as they saw fit.
"At the end of the school year, just a few weeks after the war had officially ended that woman, Genkai, and a teenager named Koenma came to Hogwarts and told me that my safety was in danger. They said that the spells placed around my relatives house weren't strong enough to keep away everything that could be sent at me. They told me that if I came here, to Japan, I would be safer. Then, Koenma told me that if I agreed, he would assign three of his most powerful Mages to accompany me though my last year at Hogwarts. He said that the three would be spending the hol's getting to know me. Genkai told me that she would even train me a little to better protect myself."
"Why did you agree?" Kurama asked, peering carefully at the boy.
Harry flushed. "A couple of reasons," he admitted. "First is my relatives - they're not the most flattering people in the world. They absolutely hate magic, and me for being a wizard. My childhood wasn't the most pleasant."
Kurama winced. Those were almost like his own fears with telling his mother that he was actually a demon. He was afraid that she would hate him and reject him because of what he was.
"The second reason is because I wanted a chance to learn how to protect myself. What better way than with Mages? And the third is because my..." he paused. "Is because I've never been to Japan before, it sounded like a great experience."
The three demons frowned, wondering why Harry had cut himself off. What was the real third reason?
"How are you speaking Japanese?" Yusuke then asked, suddenly realizing that this kid was from Britain - and probably only spoke English because had never traveled before.
"It's a spell." Harry told him. "I cast it just before leaving. And I flew here, on my broom." He said it as though it were the most obvious thing in the world. But that was a little odd, because the point of departure and the point of landing were halfway around the world from each other. How had he managed.
"You must have used some sort of barrier-slipping spell." Kurama reasoned. "A way to make long distances shorter."
Harry blinked at him from behind his round eye glasses. "No, I flew here with a girl named Botan... I didn't use any spells. She just led the way and I followed. It was like a twenty minute trip. My Firebolt V is the fastest broom in the world." He added boastfully.
Hiei snorted. "What about the war?" He asked gruffly from the window seat. "Why were you so important in it?"
Harry was quiet for a moment, staring at the fire demon whom he thought was only a Mage. "The war..." he said softly. "Yes, that is where everything changed."
He didn't get much further because Yukina suddenly popped into the room and announced that lunch was ready, if they wanted to eat. And after lunch, Harry began to feel the effects of Jet-lag, so he headed off to bed while the three demons returned to Kurama's house for another go at a study session.
It was going to be a long three months.
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AN Review and I'll update.
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