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Summary: Harry gets Flooed accidentally to the Sengoku Jidai, resulting to a meeting with the one and only demon lord Sesshoumaru. Slash in later chapters. This is a Sess/Harry fic so be warned. Flamers complaining about the pairing will be ignored but any other form of Flames shall be accepted and applied to the three step law: Take it in, process it, get rid of it.
Author Notes: Okay, you guys got lucky as a wave of inspiration hit me after I went to our boring church. This chapter may not be as well as you hope coz I've been struggling to write the tournaments part. Yes, I wrote this chapter in three hours so it may not be perfect but it will get you to the next chapters that are the best. Hopefully, you won't abandon me after this chapter. It is rushed but what the hey! It's Easter and I just got four chocolate eggs. Mwahahahahaha! Yes, sadly, I get crazy when it comes to chocolate. Anyway, You might not get the explanation you want concerning Miharu but you may FEEL FREE TO GUESS!
Thanks to those who reviewed, you really made my day!
Potter Meets a Demon Lord: Do I Know You?
Harry Potter and the rest of the volunteers were led to a dark room lit by torches. Harry could hear a massive crowd cheer with impatience on another side of a massive door. The guards tell them to pick a weapon of their choice from a rack set against a wall. There were axes, swords, maces, whips, and weapons Harry had no name for. Harry watched as the volunteers tentatively pick their weapons. Most picked up swords but some picked up bows and arrows, maces, and throwing axes. Harry watched as Akito pick a bow and a quiver of arrows. He smiled briefly at Harry and went back to the crowd who already had picked their choice of weapons. Harry went to the rack and picked up a whip. He charmed it to stun anyone it hit, carefully putting a charm that made it so it couldn't hurt human flesh.
He stood beside the woman who he had talked to during the trip. She was pale and her eyes were clouded with worry. Harry quickly put the watch he had charmed to make her take minimum damage around her left wrist. She looked at him in surprise, questions floating around her. Harry smiled at her, whispering in a low voice, "For luck."
The woman smiled back at him as they walked through the massive door into a large arena with thousands of onlookers. They all cheered, waiting for the bloodshed to happen. It made Harry sick to the stomach but he swallowed his nervousness. He had to be strong, for Akito and the lady who he has yet to learn the name of.
The arena had five stages, enough for ten people to move around liberally. However this may not seem too threatening, large beast were later chained to the sides of the stages, preventing people from escaping from them.
"Welcome all! This day is the day of the annual tournament! We extend our greetings to you and hope you will enjoy this day of entertainment." A speaker from one of the balconies spoke in a very loud voice. The crowd cheered.
After the short introduction, the volunteers were separated by four groups, ten in each group. Akito and the lady were separated from Harry and each other into different groups. Harry waited anxiously as his group was led to one of the five stages, flinching at the beast growled at him. Oddly enough, the beast reminded him of Hagrid. He would've loved to see these creatures. Harry wasn't affected much by the beast, having encountered a certain three-headed dog at his school. But worried or not, they were dangerous. They had long fangs and sharp looking teeth, their claws were even longer and sharper. Harry steadied himself as they were lined in a circle, facing each other. He observed each and every contestant, they were all tense. Some of them looked normal but there were some who looked like they would be hard to bring down.
Harry heard the announcer shout then everything seemed to happen in a blur. Everyone charged at each other, carefully avoiding the beasts. Harry cast an spell to make him unnoticeable. He couldn't bear to watch as the men fought with each other. There was blood and the crowd cheered as one competitor fell. Harry noticed that unconscious competitors were dragged off by guards off the stage. Harry readied himself, then started whipping at every competitor that came near him. One by one they fell, most of them dead but Harry was able to stun three competitors and they were dragged off by the guards.
Harry was the only one left so the guards escorted him off the stage to a waiting room where they gave him some water. The guards eyed him strangely, it seems that they hadn't noticed him on stage because of the spell so they became suspicious.
Sesshoumaru looked for the green-eyed boy, he noticed that Miharu was tense beside him. She stood there, anxious for something. She had sated that night that she had sensed a great power in the castle. Yomi had asked about it. The incident alerted Sesshoumaru on how valuable the demoness was to the Demon Lord. The demoness had stated that she can not say for the fates have decided that it could be revealed in time. The idiotic demon lord fell for it. Sesshoumaru knew that it was a lie straight away. Sensing amusement by the General had helped him realize the girl was lying. Sesshoumaru now knew that the General and the Chief councilor were accomplices. He would uncover their secrets long enough.
For now, he would occupy himself with the tournament. This was the first time that he had actually been interested in it. The boy was a mystery that went unsolved, Sesshoumaru didn't like not knowing. He would see what would happen in the tournament and he will decide whether there is something special about the boy.
The competitors came, they were separated, and Sesshoumaru kept an eye at the green-eyed boy. When the match started, he soon started wanting to watch something else. Sesshoumaru resisted the urges to ignore the boy. He found that the boy must have done something to make himself scarce. He kept an eye on the boy still and it seemed that no one else noticed the boy. There was fighting in the stage but the boy stood in one spot, watching the the other competitors. The competitors took no notice of him, neither did the beasts or the guards, or the onlookers. Sesshoumaru sensed beside him the demoness' curiosity peek. He glanced at the demoness, she was grinning and her eyes held mirth. She was watching the boy too.
Sesshoumaru looked back at the boy, he was now using his whip. It hit a couple of wounded competitors and they fell, stunned. No one else besides him and the demoness seem to notice what he did. Sesshoumaru observed the demoness after the guards escorted the boy out of the arena.
"Chief councilor, what do you think about the boy?" Sesshoumaru asked her. She looked at him, somewhat startled. Sesshoumaru resisted the urge to grin. All eyes in the balcony were now on the two demons.
"The boy seemed... scarce."
'Good choice of words.' Sesshoumaru turned back to the arena, not bothering to reply.
Harry was fallowed by Akito moments later, he was pale. It had only took an hour to finish the first round but Harry was tired. Akito didn't seem tired but mostly shocked. He sat beside Harry.
"I tried no to kill anyone this time." Akito whispered softly.
"That's good, are you hurt?" Harry asked in concern.
"Not really, thanks to you." Akito gave Harry a shaky smile. "Ayame-san fainted, the guards took her away, I think she survived."
"Who?" Harry was puzzled.
"The lady you gave that bracelet to." Akito looked at him weirdly.
"I never got her name." Harry sighed in relief.
An uncomfortable silence enveloped them both until Akito spoke up again.
"I won't let you win." Akito said firmly.
"What? Why not? I can't let that- that monster touch you again!" Harry hissed.
"And I can't let him touch you." Akito smiled softly.
"No, you will not win, I promised and I intend to keep that promise." Harry said firmly.
Akito didn't speak, he couldn't, he was at the verge of tears. No one had ever cared for him so deeply as to suffer hell for him. He and Harry stared at each other for a few moment. Harry's gaze suddenly softened, as if in a trance, and without any warning, he closed the gap between them and pressed his soft lips on is right cheek. He draw back, he flushed when he realized what he had done. He stammered an apology that make Akito laugh.
"It's alright, I'm touched." Akito grinned at him.
"I seriously didn't know what came over me. I- I-" Harry stopped stammering when he realized what Akito had said.
Harry sighed deeply, slumping back on his chair.
'What's happening to me! Did I suddenly turn gay?' Harry tried to wave his thoughts away furiously. He was relieved when Akito said nothing more.
Two men came in after half an hour. The cheering hadn't died down until then. When it was time to fight each other, Harry faced one of the two men who came in late. He watched as Akito was led to another stage. The man who faced him was taller than him, with toned muscles. He had a grim expression on his face. Harry was given a sword as were the other contestants.
After half an hour, Harry was able to make his opponent faint. Akito had finished much earlier than him, killing he opponent accidentally by pushing him to the reach of the beasts.
Harry and Akito faced each other. Akito had a grim determination set on his face but Harry wasn't about to let his friend be the prey of that pig. He readied himself, brandishing his wand out of the sight of others. Akito paled when he saw the wand, then suddenly, he charged with a scream. Harry stepped aside and tripped him. He tried to get up but Harry had hit the back of his neck with the hilt of his sword. Akito fell unconscious.
Harry had expected the guards to pull Akito away and make him face the lesser demon he was supposed to fight after this but he was wrong. A giant snake, bigger than the basilisk had been set loose in the stage in addition to the beasts. Harry shielded his friend from he snake's view.
Harry suddenly became distant. His vision had turned red and he could see... Himself! He slithered to the nearest beast, who teared him apart in mere seconds. Harry suddenly came back to himself, snapping out of his reverie. He had controlled the snake without meaning to. A murmur of confusion had rippled across the crowd. Another snake was released in the stage. This time, Harry set himself in determination.
He stared the snake in the eyes, and without any realization that he was doing it until he was actually doing it, he started to speak in Parseltongue. He told the snake to tear himself apart. Harry too one step towards the snake. The snake slithered back, hissing in agony. Harry took another step, this time the snake let out an anguished cry then tore itself apart.
The crowd was stunned to silence, the snake was lying dead in it's own pool of green blood. Harry's ears turned deaf as the crowd cheered loudly. Harry looked around the arena, when the high demons came down to congratulate him, he had the sudden urge to say 'I am Gluteus Maximus, are you not entertained!'. He shook those comical thoughts away as the fat pig, the God-like demon, the red-haired youkai, a female demon, and a line of guards approach him.
"Well done!" The fat pig laughed.
Harry tried not to shudder in disgust. A moan escaped from Akito, Harry looked over him, satisfied when he saw he was fine. The pig demon snorted in disgust at Akito.
"He's still alive? I was starting to wonder when he would finally loose." The demon made a lustful expression. "Finish him."
The words rang inside Harry's head like an echo he couldn't get rid of. His vision was clouded in anger, without thinking he had lifter his wand, pointing at the pig and had said the unforgivable.
" Avada Kedavra" Green light shot out of his wand angrily like lightning. The demon screamed in agony as he fell to the ground. There was silence, the demon lay on the ground, unmoving, no sign of injury in sight yet no sign of life in those glassy blue eyes. Harry breathed heavily, he dropped to the ground next to his friend who was wide-eyed. He looked at Harry with watery eyes. Harry pointed his wand at his friend and murmured a quick ' Enervate '. Akito sat up groggily, rubbing the back of his neck.
The guards pointed weapons in his direction, shocked but alert until a commanding voice rang out in the whole arena.
"Drop your weapons!" The demoness strode forward. She stood next to Harry. The guards were uncertain of what action to take.
Harry looked up at her, she looked strangely familiar. She smiled at him slightly, then turned back to the guards.
"You know what this means, don't you?" The demoness growled threateningly. The guards dropped their weapons hastily. The red-haired demon stood next to the demoness. "He has slain the Lord of the Eastern Lands! Our law had stated that the one who slays the Lord shall keep the throne. Bow to the new Eastern Lord!"
Everyone bowed to Harry except the Western Lord who was equal to him in rank. Harry stood, helping his friend up. He looked at the demoness who had her head bowed low to him.
"Do I know you?" Harry asked.
Akito and everyone in the vicinity looked at him strangely but the demoness grinned at him.
"Relena Greenwood!" Harry exclaimed, pointing at the demoness.
"Yes, my lord. Are you not using a translation charm?" She asked him with a mirthful grin in English. "I am a dragon demon, I am able to speak every language known to this world. Your spell is going haywire."
Harry looked at her in puzzlement then suddenly remembered that the spell made him speak any language the person he was talking to knew. Harry blushed crimson.
"Oh, yeah."
The demoness took out a dark wooded wand then pointed at him and muttered a spell.
"You'll only be able to speak English and Japanese now." She said in Japanese.
"Um, could you please help my friend and I coz I'm really tired." Harry asked uncertainly until the demoness had Laughed out loud.
"Certainly mi Lord!" She smiled brightly. She turned to Sesshoumaru and bowed. "With your leave, my lord"
"We'll settle this inside." Sesshoumaru didn't allow any emotion to leak in his voice yet in the inside, he was shocked, uncertain and excited.