Okay so this chapter ended up way longer than I was expecting it to at 8759 words without the author's notes! By far the longest chapter for this story! Hope you guys like it! I was actually expecting this to be about 4000 words long so yeah… I had a huge surprise when this chapter seemed to not want to ever end. Sorry to the people that like shorter chapters!

If you are a person that likes chapters that are on average this length or longer I recommend my Yuyu Hakusho/Harry Potter crossover, Not the Place I was Hoping for. It is already very established, has an older Harrison in it, and some hot stuff is starting to happen. Only the beginning is really based off of the series big time the rest of it I am making up as I go along in Demon world.

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Shikaku was startled by how much the Uchiha's could eat Itachi and his friend devoured nearly every tomato covered dish at the table looking absolutely miserable when they got done. Harri had seemed to enjoy it quite a bit as well but not with nearly as much enthusiasm as the other two Uchiha. Shisui had jokingly said Harri had taken after his mother as apparently all Uchiha loved tomatoes beyond practically any other food which Shikaku had heard rumors of, but thought was just a bunch of people making jokes. Apparently Uchiha's had favorite foods then they had tomatoes and tomatoes were far above any favorite food. It was strange. Itachi had just glared at his friend when He had joked about his son's lack of Uchiha level of loving tomatoes as if it were a thing of embarrassment and blasphemy to say out loud. Shikaku found the two to be rather funny even with their serious temperaments. Shisui a little more so than Itachi, though Itachi's reactions were funnier. He was actually glad that he decided to come instead of dropping Shikamaru off like his wife often did. He was having a pretty great time even with all of the awful things he had learned.

"Daddy, I wash my hands?" Harri asked grimacing at the stickiness of the blood remanence that clung to them.

"Alright, do you need me to come with you? You remember where the bathroom is here, right?" Itachi asked, leaning back and forth a bit as if in pain.

"Yup! Down the hawl where pictures for lady and the one that says… man, with a picture of a boy is, right?" Harri confirmed.

Itachi gave Harri a startled look. "Uh, yes… Did Shikamaru tell you what it said?" Itachi asked, confused.

Harri tilted his head like a confused puppy, "Huh? Shika tells me what? M-A-N, is man right? I readed it right, right?" Harry asked.

"Yes you did! I was just surprised you know how to read that!" Itachi his face lighting up in both pride and worry.

"Your Daddy just is wondering how you know how to read that. I mean you know all of your letters and you're getting really really good at your numbers but we haven't been teaching you how to read yet or anything! We are very proud of you for knowing how to read that we were just curious!" Shisui quickly explained to Harri when he realized Harri was taking what they were saying the wrong way and looked like he thought he had done something wrong.

Harri fidgeted. "I tooked Sasuke's letter thingy… one yous um, make letters in?… He not using them… It's fun…." Harri mumbled, his cheeks turning red.

"And you learned how to read them on your own?" Itachi asked.

Harri shook his head. "No, Shika help. I ask him." Harri explained.

"You did?" Shikaku asked his son, looking totally flabbergasted.

"Yeah… a little. Harri's pretty smart and figured it out fast. He's not figuring it out as fast as me but he's smarter than anyone else his age. I'm sure about that! And-and he really wanted to learn!" Shikamaru explained looking a little embarrassed. He nervously began to scratch at his cheek.

Shikaku suddenly grinned, looking proudly at his son. "You're a good kid, you know that? I wish you would put half of the effort you put into your friendship into your training but what can I say, you take after your old man! I'm glad you are teaching your friend!" Shikaku praised his son.

"Really?" Shikamaru asked in a startled tone of voice. Unable to hold back the emotion swelling his chest at the proud expression on his father's face.

"Of course! We are nothing without our bonds. So you better keep taking good care of this one, alright?" Shikaku said.

Shikamaru nodded, "Of course daddy! Harri is my best friend! We are going to be friends forever!" He insisted, sounding completely insulted.

Harry blushed embarrassed, "Daddy… wash hands plwease?" Harri squeaked.

Itachi took pity on his bashful son and nodded. "Alright, remember it's at the end of the hallway, if you don't come back in 5 minutes I'm coming to get you, alright?" Itachi said.

Harri nodded, eagerly scrambling from his booster seat.

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Harri had decided to try and 'go' while he was in the bathroom as he had drank quite a bit during the meal and he knew that they would be walking around a lot around the festival. After that he walked over to the sinks using a stool the Akimichi, thankfully, were thoughtful enough to leave in front of one of the sinks and lathered up his hands.

"Um… 'cuse me I don' wanna be a bother… but I gots to wash my hands…" A timid sounding voice mumbled.

Standing to the side was the red haired boy Harri had seen before fearfully fidgeting. He gasped and blushed red as his hair when Harri turned to look at him, beautiful green captivated him.

"Oh, sorry! Here there's 'nough space!" Harri immediately said, moving over.

"Uh, are you sure?" The little red haired boy asked. Trying to read Harri's face the seafoam green eyes darted around.

"'Course! My names Harri!" Harri said, giving the boy, what he thought of as a stunning gentle smile.

"G-Gaara.." The red haired boy shyly mumbled he climbed on to the stool and was surprised to see that he was taller than the black haired Angel by several inches. That was pretty unusual for him as he was naturally a bit shorter than most children. Uncle said it was because he was sick as a baby. He was terrified that his sand would react and frighten the little 'girl' away. He desperately wanted the other child to like him. He was so lonely and he felt oddly happy and almost at peace in the presence of the Angel. The feeling of something clawing under his skin had almost faded away and was replaced with a need to be close to this person. That he needed to protect them.

They both finished up and left the bathroom together. Much to Gaara's horror his family was no longer waiting for him. His father had abandoned him and his uncle wouldn't know. His uncle had gone back to the hotel his father had, he and his uncle staying in, near the Hokage tower as his bought of the flu was making him feel extremely ill and he wanted to go lay down. He knew that his father hated him but he couldn't believe that he hated him enough to leave him! He had promised to take him back to his uncle and everything!

"Gaara… Where did yous family go?" Harri asked, a bad feeling filling his belly.

"Uh… Not sure… I think they went ta the festival…. Uncle wasn' feelin' well." Gaara said, trying to not get teary eyed.

"We go 'gether then! You got's a band, right?" Harri asked, gesturing to the bright red armband he was wearing.

Gaara blushed and shook his head. "No, I'm not 'loud to go." Gaara explained.

Harri narrowed his eyes. "That isn't fair. You should gets to go to!" Harri said. Remembering two other children at the red haired boys table that were both happily talking about getting to play games bright red bands had been around both siblings arms, proudly displayed.

"W-what?" Gaara said, going wide-eyed. Startled by how upset the other child sounded on his behalf.

"Is mines too tiny to put on?" Harri asked the boy in a dead pan tone.

"Wait what?" Gaara stuttered completely overwhelmed and confused.

"Daddy can gets me 'nother one yous have mine." Harri insisted holding out his wrist he grabbed Gaara's as well, ignoring the frightened warning not to do so.

Gaara froze completely unable to believe it. She-she could touch him even as upset as he was and the sand wasn't reacting… at least not like it normally did. Instead it gently caressed the pretty Angel's hand curling almost reverently in a possessive hold around the delicate wrist instead of crushing it and ripping it from her body like it normally would. Instead of recoiling in horror from the sand's touch, Harri simply smiled at him, not bothered in the least then focused on trying to figure out if his wristband was too tight for Gaara to wear.

Gaara let a few tears escape. Another person was actually willingly touching him and-and he wasn't accidently hurting them. It felt wonderful! Something whispered that Harri was to be protected that Harri was not to leave him. It was like the very presence of the beautiful Angel had calmed some monster under his skin, the monster that tormented him eternally. Gaara used his other hand to wipe his tears away. He was grateful when Harri didn't comment about them. All of the other children in his home village always said terribly mean things to him anytime he broke down and showed the slightest amount of weakness around them.

"It work. Just… Tight." Harry finally announced. Sliding the wrist band easily up his wrist and cupped his fingers together, easily sliding the band from his hand.

"Wait, are you sure? I don' wanna take your fun!" Gaara insisted, wishing his uncle was there who, was now his only security blanket since his father burned his teddy a few months back. The man had cruelly pretended he was concerned when Gaara had cried that he had accidently tore the threads in one of its arms. He had insisted that he would make it better, tricking Gaara into handing it over then tossed it into the cast-iron stove heating his uncle's home, making him watch his teddy burst into flames, and began mocking him. His father said he wasn't a baby and only babies carried teddies according to his father and that if someone that was as old as he was, was stupid enough to hand things over to other people than he deserved to watch it burn because he wouldn't baby an stupid gullible little monster. Even though Kankuro, his brother, got to keep his blanky. He brought it everywhere with him, even to school, and his father said nothing and the ratty thing had obviously been patched up quite a bit.

"Umhum! You're too nice to be sad! You should smile! Nice people should always smile!" Harri insisted, giving the boy another gentle heart melting smile.

"O-okay. I'll try." Gaara said a grateful smile slowly making it onto his face, hurting his mouth a bit. He tensed as Harri laughed and wrapped his arms around him. What was his Angel doing? Was his Angel trying to hurt him? No, this.. This felt nice… great even. He felt so warm and cared about by this other child he had had only known for a few minutes. How could this girl care so much about how he felt but not his own family? The warmth he felt was almost overwhelming, nearly making Gaara cry again but strangely enough it wasn't because he felt sad it was because he felt such joy. Someone cared if he felt miserable and sad and alone.

"Hey, um, come with me… please? Just for a wittle while!" Gaara begged hugging the other child back. He melted into the warmth of another person. Something insisted that Harri was his and he needed to make sure his Angel stayed with him.

Harri pulled away nibbling his lip. "I'm not sure Daddy would like that…" He said, feeling unsure.

"Please I don't wanna be all alone." Gaara said, afraid that he would be abandoned. He swallowed hard when Harri stared at him, green eyes feeling like they were piercing right through him and looking at every bit of what he was. It was a very unnerving experience.

"'k-'kay." Harri nervously agreed, feeling bad for the sad boy with oddly soothing safe feeling Chakra and pretty red hair.

Harri snatched the boy's hand again relaxing a little as the strange sand ran over his arm. "Come on Gaara!" Harri said cheerfully smiling at the boy, suddenly feeling far more confident.

"What are you doin'? That's a wall!" Gaara squeaked, startled when Harri walked right through. In front of them was a completely different hallway of sliding doors. Harri led him to one of the sliding doors with a 11 on it.

"Two, five, seven, and 'leven and 'ifteen have outside doors to! Daddy taught me. It hard for crazy ladies to get daddy then!" Harri explained. He ignored the ninja that sat flabbergasted as the two children walked through.

"But there was just a wall!" Gaara squeaked completely confused.

Harri paused for a moment. "you mean that weird water stuff?" Harri asked, furrowing his brow.

"Huh, Sasuke always see walls to!" Harri mumbled to himself, completely ignoring the panicking ninjas and pulling Gaara towards the door while they were distracted by their confusion.

"Princess!" One of the Chunin squeaked after a few moments. He frantically stumbled from his seat and ran through the door that he swore had had just seen the Uchiha princess walk through with some kid in sand village garb. It was too late they were gone! Oh kami what if that boy wasn't really a child that had been with the princess? What if that was some creepy guy trying to kidnap 'her'? He held his chest panting fearfully. They would have a total revolt of the Uchiha clan if something like that had happened it was already stressful enough with them constantly on the edge all of the time.

"Do you know who those strange children were my youthful friend?" A man who looked very much like some kung fu movie stunt man, but with spandex, asked the shaking Chunin.

"Yeah, there is no way a child should have been able to get back here." A silver haired young man with a Leaf headband over one eye and a mask covering the lower half of his face grumbled, taking a sip of his coffee at speeds too fast for anyone to see what was under the mask.

The chunin turned trembling, terror on his face. "That was the… Uchiha princess Harri. The heir, Itachi, is going to be furious! Harri is a very gentle, shy, kind child who is very sensitive and Itachi is particularly protective of her because of that! He is so protective of his daughter that he gave up his job of being an AMBU captain and moved to being a guard for the Hokage just so he could always keep a shadow clone with her and has them report to him nearly hourly. He is so over protective I heard he won't even let his own mother or father anywhere near her! And torments his brother publicly if he thinks he is being mean to her. He even lets her keep a pet goat that likes to tear up the main families famous gardens and is said to find various ways to torment anyone that says anything to upset Harri!" The young handsome black haired black eyed man said.

"Wait how do you know all of this? I thought your father was a civilian?" The silver haired man pointed out.

"Not that it is really important right now, but my mother was an Uchiha and died during a mission. I'm a bit of a black sheep. If any of you ever came over to my place for dinner like I have asked all of you the last few months, you would know I live in the outskirts of the Uchiha compound. Being the son of a cabbage stand salesman doesn't exactly cause a feeling for respect or welcoming to flourish in a clan like the Uchiha clan. Not manifesting the Shirangan makes it like 10 times worse." The man rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"Cabbage?" The silver haired man said in an incredulous tone.

"Yeah, cabbage! We can't all be rich and come from top of the line bloodlines okay my dad inherited some rough land he made do so drop it!" The chunin growled a vein beginning to raise in his forehead, he couldn't believe that they were caught up on the fact that he had been raised by a cabbage farmer/salesman when the Uchiha princess could literally be kidnapped and murdered or experimented on or something at that very moment! What the hell was with their priorities? They were infuriating!

"Whoa-whoa calm down Wakashin, I just wasn't expecting that! So what about this Uchiha kid, who are they again because there is no way they should have been able to get in here?" The silver haired man asked.

The Chunin face palmed face turning red in his anger. "The princess! The Uchiha princess! Itachi Uchiha's only daughter and future lady Uchiha! Harri is next in line after Heir Itachi to rule the Uchiha clan. The same princess has possible been kidnapped! Might I add that Harri is also sicklier than most children her age and is prone to panic attacks when feeling overwhelmed." Wakashin growled.

"Shit."

"This is a most unyouthful predicament!"

"This isn't good."

The three other's in the room said, all pale.

"Aghahgeanh! That is what I have been saying!" Wakashin snarled waving his arms around in his rage.

"Well you should have been more clear about the situation from the beginning." The silver haired man mumbled, yawning.

"More clear? How could I have been any clearer than I was! Fine you want more clear? Harri, the 2 and a half year old Uchiha princess with heath issues has possibly been kidnapped right in front of us and if anything happens to her Itachi Uchiha is likely to go on a rampage and kill everyone we know! To pile onto that, the Uchiha clan will likely use the incident to start a civil war! Was that clear enough?" Wakashin yelled. Ignoring the small group's questions and opened up the escape door again, running out in search of the princess. A kidnapper would likely take Harri towards a secluded area so he decided that he would search a few of the less used training grounds nearby first.

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"Princess where did your wrist band go I gave you earlier? Did you lose it? Here I'll give you another one." A man insisted. He pulled a bright red band from his pocket.

"No its 'kay daddy will gets me 'nother one. I gave mine to Gaara." Harri explained. Gesturing to the boy standing next to him.

"Ah, that's really sweet of you! You're such a nice friend aren't you? You're going to be a great clan leader when you are older if you keep having a kind heart like that, I completely believe in you!" The smile lined man gushed over Harri. "Here, this ones on the house, now go have fun with your friend! Oh, and remember that gets you on the rides and lets you play some games, each fire band also lets you both get 2 treats!" The man said.

"'Kay! Thank you much!" Harry squeaked, embarrassed and uncomfortable with the fawning.

"Wait, where is your father?" The man asked finishing up putting the band on Harri's wrist. "Did you get lost princess?" The middle aged man asked, looking concerned when he realized Itachi wasn't anywhere in sight.

"Oh, daddy's giving food place money. Daddy be out in a few minutes." Harri insisted. He hoped his daddy wouldn't be too mad when he got out. Harri decided it would probably be a good idea to not stray too far from the restaurant.

"Oh, okay… are you sure you don't want me to wait with the both of you until your father comes out?" The man asked.

"No! It fine! We just do games near where daddy is 'til he's done." Harri assured the man who still looked a little worried but allowed the two to leave after a few more assurances from both children.

"You-you're a prin'cess?" Gaara squeaked once the two had left the man. Staring at Harri wide eyed.

"That's what daddy says. But daddy not say I Uchiha. Daddy says me and mommy was from Black clan." Harri said, shrugging.

A real life princess wanted to be friends with him?! Gaara couldn't understand how he had become so lucky that day! He was sort of a prince himself being the son of the clan head and the head of a hidden village. He wasn't going to get to be a leader or anything but he was a prince to. Was it like one of those books uncle would sometimes read to him about prince charmings? Was he Harri's? Gaara could feel his cheeks heat up at the thought.

Harri froze as they got to the main drag of the festival, suddenly tense and looking petrified, staring with fearful eyes at the mass of people moving through the brightly colored streets.

"You okay?" Gaara asked, almost able to feel the mood change in the other.

"Y-yeah. Peopwe make me… me.." Harri growled trying to think of the proper word. His skin had become pale and his breathing had sped up.

"It's okay. I know." Gaara said, subconscious squeezing Harri's hand a little tighter.

Harri gave the boy a grateful smile. Giving himself a few minutes before feeling he could handle the swarming of the crowd. "Lets-lets go!"

Gaara pulled Harri close as they entered the crowded street. His instincts insisting he needed to protect the smaller child.

"Let's go that one first." Harri said, pointing to an odd stall that only had young school age children at it. Sitting in colorful plastic totes in front of it, were Kunai and Shuriken. "I'm not sure if we do can do that." Gaara said. Eying the older children, who were all trying to hit a series of targets consisting of both relatively far and close distance moving and sedentary targets.

"I can!" Harri insisted, eying a soft looking teddy sitting on a shelf to the side of the makeshift range.

"Okay." Gaara said reluctantly. He didn't want Harri to get upset if 'she' couldn't hit anything. The very idea of 'her' being upset made his skin itch and the beast under it writhe in unrest.

"Oh, are you both lost? I don't recognize either of you." An older teenager with brown hair and a scar across his nose, asked the pair.

"No, Harri just wants to try this." Gaara said, looking the brown haired teenager in the eyes. He allowed Harri to hide behind him a bit, feeling protective.

"Oh, really? Well I'm sorry but I don't think that this would be the best fit…. A lot of the older kids are having trouble hitting a lot of the targets." The teenager assured, giving the two a kind smile.

"No, I can do it!" Harri muttered.

"Well…. I guess it wouldn't hurt for you to try." The brown haired teacher said reluctantly, unable to withstand the nearly teary looking shine is the emerald green eyes of the adorable, shy acting child.

Harri squeaked excitedly. "Yay! Watch Gaara, I do it!" Harri insisted.

"Um, that looks really expensive. If you want I will hold that necklace while you throw okay? I don't think your parents would like if it was broken…. I am Iruka by the way." The teenager said, eyeing Harri's necklace nervously. It looked to be an extremely expensive family heirloom of some sort. "Were those real emeralds?" Iruka wondered, going pale at the thought.

"M'kay….. No lose it though." Harri said giving the teenager an oddly unnerving serious look for someone so young.

"I won't, I will stand with it right here, okay?" Iruka said, giving the child an awkward smile as Harri handed the necklace over. He couldn't help but shake a bit as the jewelry was handed over. He wouldn't be surprised if the thing was worth more than most houses he had been in! Oh kami, why had he agreed to this?

"You will get 3 chances, so 9 Kunai or Shuriken, to hit at least 3 targets. The more you hit the better the prize, okay? You know how to count to 10 right?" Iruka asked crouching so he could look Harri in the face.

Harri gave the teenager an almost offended look. "Yeah! 'Course I can!" He huffed.

"Okay! Just checking!" Iruka insisted, laughing a little. This child was absolutely precious! He wanted to bundle her up a coo to her like a puppy she was so cute!

After having his stance corrected and Iruka showing him how to throw a Kunai, Harri was left to try himself… though… with little luck. After the third try children seemed to have noticed him and nearly all of his confidence had drained away by their jeers.

"Why's a baby over here?" A boy looking about 6ish grumbled.

"Yeah, is the baby going to start crying?" A girl laughed when Harri began to shake, not even getting close to the target.

Some other children joined it making mocking 'boohoo' noises while insisting the 'baby' was going to cry. Iruka insisted the children stop but they ignored his gentle toned approach, getting louder.

"Isn't that Princess Harri?" An older boy asked, around the age of 11 or 12. He had a badge that said, volunteer student, on it. He himself looked to be an, Inuzuka, with thin dark red fang marks on his face, crazy brown hair in a ponytail along with silted animalistic eyes and a dark brown and gray furred, blue eyed, puppy sitting on his shoulder.

Harri swallowed hard trying to ignore the teasing but it was really beginning to hurt his feelings. He wanted to get something nice for Gaara, he seemed to be a really sad person. Harri knew he wasn't very strong, and probably wouldn't be able to do much with other games. It seemed that this required more strength than he thought it would… Sasuke was doing pretty good with this sort of thing though…. Shisui even was praising him. Harri couldn't even get one target and he was down to one Kunai

"Why don't you give up baby? Go snivel to your dead mommy! I mean you're totally useless aren't you?" A boy laughed.

Iruka paled at that, turning to reprehend the boy, a look of pure rage on his face.

Harri didn't hear it though he didn't hear any of it. Everything became oddly muffled and nothing but the howl of wind filled his ears, a strange buzz made his skin tingle. He would show them, he-he wasn't useless! Not totally at least! He hardly even noticed as he throw the Kunai only watching in confusion as green electrical sparks ran over the handle and a powerful wind twisted around the weapon like a typhoon without water. He yelped, shielding his face with his arms as the throwing knife exploded on impact with a moving pink bunny target, ripping nearly every target around it to pieces in a green lightning-like light.

"Um, I guess you pick whatever you want." The Inuzuka student eeped, looking totally stunned from the sidelines.

Harri shook himself from his stupor, freaked out by what had happened but not really understanding. Maybe that was normal? Harri didn't really care, he won and he had to have gotten way more targets than anyone else! Harri grinned in delight and trotted over to the teddy that he had been eying.

"For Gaara!" Harri happily announced plopping the teddy in the boys arms.

"That was 'mazing! Th-thank yous! But you didn' have to." Gaara said, becoming teary eyed again. He smiled about to hug Harri but froze at a voice. Gaara swallowed hard and turned. He had to protect his Angel from his father. He was sure he would be so mean to Harri if he found out 'she' wanted to be friends with a demon like him!

"I was talking to you, Gaara! Why aren't you back with your uncle? I told you to go back to the… room! I was so worried for you! Especially after that explosion!" The Kazekage yelled, using his 'public' voice. The one with that… edge.

Gaara quickly tucked his new teddy under his clothes, hunching in on himself. "Of course Father, I gots lost!" He fibbed.

"Well, I will help get you back there then." The Kazekage said, looking like he was almost chocking on the nice words he was saying. He seemed so focused on trying not to sneer at his youngest son that he hadn't even notice Harri or the absolutely decimated area behind him along with still stunned or panicking children.

Gaara's siblings both looked at their little brother with pity, like they both knew exactly what was going on. They may not have been the nicest a lot of the time but they even felt bad when their little brother was publicly humiliated.

"O-okay." Gaara agreed. Following after his father he gave Harri one last quick sad smile before they were lost in the crowd. Gaara nearly having to run to keep up.

Harri stood, feeling a bit lost. What had just happened, why was his new friend's Daddy acting so mean? Glaring at poor Ga-Gaara like that? Why was his head suddenly feeling so weird? Harri stumbled, confused. After a few moments he began to feel a terrible burning pain in his side. "Ow." Harri mumbled, beginning to feel really woozy. A strange coppery taste flooded his mouth.

"There's a hole!" A boy suddenly shrieked, making gagging noises.

"Is-is t-t-that blood?" A girl stuttered pointing.

"What? Oh kami, get her parents now!" Iruka yelled to the other two running the stand with him. He rushed over, ignoring the civilians still panicking about the explosion. He watched as the child fell to the ground before he could grab 'her'.

On closer examination he could see two holes. Nothing was making any sense! Was this shrapnel or was this someone trying to kill a defenseless child and making it look like the child had done this themselves? What he saw with his own eyes had looked like the child had caused the explosion themselves but was that even possible? 'She' looked like she could hardly even me more than 2 or 3 years old at most. Even the Uchiha's prodigy heir couldn't do anything even remotely like that at such an age! No this had to be some sort of assassination attempt. Inusho had thought that the child was the Uchiha princess…. Iruka's breath sped up as his thoughts registered. Oh this was very very bad! The Uchiha princess! Oh Kami, no no no!

"What is going on here?!" A stern-looking, well-dressed man demanded, pushing through the crowd. He froze hands trembling at the sight of the child laying limp on the ground in front of him, gasping for breath. Fugaku's mouth went slack. "Is-is that H-Harrison?" He said, feeling like his throat was going to close up on him. "Is that my grandchild?!" He shouted, knocking everyone flying in his way, he ran over to the fallen child, dropping to his knees.

"Lord Uchiha? I-Uh-" Iruka stuttered having no idea what to do or what to say to the man. Was this really the Uchiha heiress?

Fugaku gathered the child up in his arms, familiar sticky wetness began draining over his silken sleeve. "No-no-no!" He nearly silently repeated to himself as he turned the child over, confirming it was his Harri. Fugaku's eyes nearly widened to the point of being the size of dinner plates when he watched a thin steam or dark dark red trickled down his grandson's chin. A numb shock filled him. He hardly even noticed anything around him. This couldn't be happening, not to his sweet bubbly baby grandson! It didn't make any sense, why would something like this happen? Why was he here all by himself anyway?

Fugaku and his son were no longer getting along and didn't seem to agree about much but even Fugaku had to grudgingly admit that Itachi was an excellent parent. Itachi would never just leave Harri all alone, ever. Not even with his own family!... Even so Fugaku had grown to love Harri as if he really was his own grandchild. He adored the child. Harri was such a good sweet little boy, this should have never happened to him! Why would someone do this? Who would do it?

Fugaku was ripped from his thoughts by a weak pained whine. He immediately made shushing noises, not even thinking about it. "I know I know." Fugaku crooned in a hushed tone, ignoring the gawking crowd and rather useless young Shinobi at his side who kept muttering that he was so sorry and that he didn't know what happened. And it hit Fugaku. What was he doing just standing there? Why was he acting like some green idiot? His grandson was dying and he was just standing there letting him bleed out! He was moving then, disappearing in a swirl of leaves. Before anyone could even think to stop him.

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"There is a medical emergency! I demand Taki Uchiha save my grandchild's life!" Fugaku roared, looking like some bloodied wild thing.

The hospital staff stood looking confused and stunned for a moment before moving in a rush after seeing blood dripping to the floor.

"I only want Taki! He is the only one that… Knows all of my grandchild's other problems. Harri is a very sickly child! Tell him that it is Fugaku Uchiha that request him!" Fugaku insisted. He didn't want everyone else to know his family's secret. If Harri did survive, which Fugaku could hardly even fathom the thought that he wouldn't, than he would be put in danger for the rest of his life if they found out what he really was… What he could do…. At least until the Uchiha had taken control of the Leaf Village.

"Somebody! Get Taki Uchiha in here immediately! Tell them that his clanhead is requesting him for an emergency patient!" A female medical nin with long brown hair in a large bun and dark brown eyes screeched as loud as she could at the other frantic staff.

"Yes, Healer Morimoto!" A woman dressed more like a civilian nurse, in average blue scrubs, called. She immediately ran through a set of doors. A few moments later a confused but fearful looking long haired not quite middle aged Uchiha rushed through the double doors with a bed. "She-she didn't say anything about it being the princess!" Taki said, horrified. He unlike the others didn't miss a beat though. "Sit heiress Harri onto the bed and come back with me. I will need as much information as I can get!" Taki said. Giving Fugaku a look that said 'I need to know what I can allow others to see. You wouldn't have requested me if it weren't for a particular reason.'

"Of course, just save my grandchild!" Fugaku demanded a stern glare on his face, even so he kept trying to remember not to give anything way.

"I will do my very best." The man said.

Fugaku sneer, "No you will save Harri." 'I will brutally murderer you if you don't and put your body somewhere so foul and dark and deep that even the scavengers will never find you.' was strongly implied, making the Healer fearfully nod.

"Of course Lord Fugaku sir!" Taki said, pushing the bed into the ER.

"Now tell me why do you need me to do this? It would have taken far less precious time if you had just let Morimoto take over. Why-why did you need me?" The healer asked a little over a whisper.

"Harri… He's a Black. Not all of the clan members were killed….. Though only he remains of their once great clan… He is also the only last remaining member of the head family and… is a fabled Bearing male… at least we think so." Fugaku explained.

"Wh-What? But I thought the head family were supposedly full-blooded demon gods or something! I-I understand! I will explain to them as little as possible and only allow Maki and Tsuginma to tend to our young goddess princess." The man finally said. A look of fearful reverence crossed his face as he eyed Harri.

"Good." Fugaku said, relieved.

"You are going to have to stay here my lord. I am going to have to do surgery to fix the damage and figure out what happened." Taki said in a regret filled tone.

Fugaku tensed but nodded. "Fine. Just save Harri!" The stern faced man insisted.

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"Harri! I want to see my Harrison! Where is he?" Itachi insisted, knocking the nurses and medical nin away.

"Only the medical nin assigned to that room and family are allowed in right now!" One of the women insisted. Itachi turned snarling his eyes blood red. "You foolish women, I am family! I am Harrison's father! Now go away and never return to my sight!"

"Oh, okay sir." The woman said. Simply turning around and walking away, down the hallway and out of the double doors of the recovery bay.

Itachi didn't even think about the odd behavior or the sting in his eyes. Itachi shoved away Shisui when he told him to calm down. Insisting that he was a danger at the moment. He had searched for his son for hours! Terrified that he had been hurt or stolen away. Shikaku and Shikamaru were both sitting in the waiting room, never thinking to give up once and had help, he and Shisui search all day. Only after he had searched down town for at least the 7th time completely through, did anyone even care to mention to him that they may have seen the Uchiha princess nearly bleed to death from apparently an assassination attempt or something by some foreign nin! They had told him that Lord Uchiha had come upon the scene moments later and panicked whisking the child away. A total living nightmare, that's what the day had turned into.

Sitting in the private hospital room was Itachi's parents and little brother. Sasuke sat with his back against the corner of a small and uncomfortable but expensive looking gray sofa in the back of the room. His knees under his chin and his arms were tightly wound around his legs as he stared at the bed full of IVs and above it beeping monitors. He was deathly pale. Nearly as much so as Harri himself, who was swaddled up a mountain of blankets like a newborn infant. Itachi's mother sat in a chair at the end of the bed, looking unsure of what to do, her cheeks red from tears. She gave her husband nervous little glances. Blood plain as day was crusted over part of his neck and one of his upper arms even though he had changed. The Kimono he had been wearing was carelessly tossed over the wooden arms of the chair next to him dark and brownish in spots from the dried blood on it.

Fugaku sat right next to his grandson holding his delicate little hand his face a little softer than it usually was. Though within he felt so angry and guilty for not being there to protect his grandson. He couldn't believe that no one was going to look into this! Insisting that it was only an accident, some insisting that Harri could have actually accidently done this to himself, saying they saw green electricity sparked from his hand into the weapon! Harri may have been a Black, a god or demon either one, he was practically a baby! He couldn't have produced a strong enough charge to make an explosion like that. The shop next door was going to have to get the side of it rebuilt because the explosion had been so volatile! Now they were once again blaming the Uchiha clan and had attempted to make the Uchiha pay for the buildings damages. Pay for the attempted assassination of his grandchild! It sickened him and made him feel far surer that their clan was being discriminated against, that they need to take over and take over soon. No matter how reluctant he was before, he sure wasn't now.

"Harri." Itachi said after a few moments, he shook at the sight of him. Of how pale his poor baby looked. "What-what happened to him?" Itachi whispered accusingly at his father.

"Itachi? I have been desperately been trying have the others find you. Where were you? Why was Harri alone?" Fugaku asked, feeling beyond relieved that his son had arrived yet angry he hadn't been there sooner.

"Find me? I have been running up and down and sideways through town for hours trying to find my son! I allowed him to go to the bathroom on his own only once, ever! Shisui, the Nara's, and I were looking everywhere, asking anyone that we could get to listen if they had seen a green eyed, black haired child wearing a green Kimono and had a red ribbon in their hair!" Itachi growled, interrupted by his mother.

"Itachi stop shouting! You are scaring Sasuke!" She reprehended him.

"Him scared? I only found out that the 'Uchiha Princess' had been picked up by 'her' frantic grandfather around lunch time, 10 minutes ago and that she was bleeding to death! I'm still terrified!" Itachi snarled. He stormed into the room, shuddering as he finally saw his father's ruined clothes. He swallowed hard, refusing to allow himself to let lose the tears that wanted to spill.

He had to consciously keep himself from stumbling as he made his way to the other side of the bed, sitting down in the chair next to it he grabbed Harri's hand, hunching over. "So what happened? What kind of damage has he sustained?" Itachi asked in an odd sort of monotone.

"He… He's going to be fine. Taki said that most of it went completely through. He did recover this and he said it was so melted and mangled that he couldn't tell if it was the edge of a Kunai or if it is a Senbon." Fugaku said, pulling a baggie with a melt bit of thin sharp black metal out of a pocket of the pants that had been brought to him by his wife. "Harri should recover fully. He will likely have blood in his urine for at least a few days though as there was some more serious damage to one of his kidneys. Taki says he doesn't think that it will have any permanent damage though. He also has not sustained any damage to his reproductive organs, thankfully. Taki has said that an inch over and down that it would have badly damaged his developing womb." Fugaku explained.

"That's just it with you, isn't it? As long as he can produce the clan heirs you don't care about him. Not really." Itachi hissed at his father, trying to not be heard by Itachi who Shisui was trying to distract.

Fugaku reeled back as if he had been struck. Did his son really think that? Is that why he hardly even allowed Harri around them? Did his son think of him as such a horrible person? He loved Harri! He wanted Harri betrothed to Sasuke yes but not because he wanted to use Harri like some broodmare.

Fugaku truly thought that the older Harrison got the more he was suited for his younger son. Sasuke was such a good boy, he was so talented and smart but he was a bit arrogant to… He could be a bit head strong and a bit of a bully to get what he wanted. Fugaku was sure that Harri could temper that in his son calm him and give him a level head and something to love and care for. Harrison would make a good wife and mother if his kind gentle temperament stuck with him like Fugaku thought it would. Fugaku was hoping Harri would make a good future Lady Uchiha/Black. He didn't think Harri would be able to make… gruesome decisions easily with a temperament like that though. Which that is one of the reasons he wanted Sasuke to be Harri future spouse, so he wouldn't have to alone but he could have Sasuke make them with a level head. Fugaku was so sure they would make a good match, they would be so happy! If only his son could see it. That everything he ever did was out of love for his family, everyone in his family especially Harri and his sons!

"I-I am sorry you think that of me.. Itachi.. Because this is not how I feel at all." Was all Fugaku managed to let out. His throat stubbornly froze up on him at the worst of times.

"If you say so father." Itachi said in his dutiful son monotone again. The one that tore Fugaku apart. He wasn't sure what he was doing wrong. How did his son get such a terrible impression of him? He could feel everything changing and taring apart and he wasn't sure how to fix it other than proving his love for his family through taking over Leaf like everyone had been pushing him to do. He had to do it, he had to keep his family safe. To prove that everything he did was because he loved them.

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Harry would be allowed to leave the hospital in a few days if everything continued to go well. He had already been there about a week and he found it to be pretty lonely and he had decided he really didn't like being in such a place. Where he wasn't home surrounded but all of his soft blankets and toys. Where everything smelled like Harri and Daddy and depending where else they were in the manor his Daddy's parents and Sasuke or sometimes Mai to. It didn't feel safe in the smelly cold place.

Harri was excited when he was told that he might get to go home soon. He missed his 'doggy' and getting to play with Shika who had visited with his father every day in the evening but it wasn't the same. Shika looked so worried, like he was really scared every time he came. Always asking if Harri was okay. If he needed anything. He had actually cried right in front of everyone the first few nights when his father insisted they needed to go home, clinging to Harri like he thought he would simply disappear. It was something Harri had never seen his friend do before then and never wanted to see again. It filled him with icky guilty feelings anytime he thought about it. Even Daddy cried, though when he thought Harri wasn't awake.

Sasuke just sat in his creepy little couch corner staring at him looking like he was going to be sick every time Fugaku had brought him.

It was not an experience that Harri ever wanted to re-live. Not just because of the pain but because of how awful everyone was making him feel. Weren't doctors supposed to make everything feel better?

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The highlight of Harri's hospital visit had been when his Daddy had managed to sneak Mai into the hospital insisting that she was a service dog to visit elderly people and sick children. Somehow he had gotten away with it and had been allowed to bring her all the way to Harri's room. She had of course immediately jumped onto the couch and rolled all over it, prancing around loving being in a new place. Then after a few minutes of exploring, she jumped on the bed and flopped down insisting on pets from her favorite young person.

The broody duckbutt haired boy was a brat and no fun at all so she was extremely happy to see her sweet wavy haired, not a human but looked like it, boy/girl. She could smell the fresh injury on him that day and tried to be careful, afraid she would hurt him. Mai after a few minutes had completely sprawled out and had happily dozed with her favored person until the grouchy man came.

Fugaku practically had a panic attack when he had found that obnoxious goat, his son insisted on keeping, snoozing away next to his grandson. He had been planning on forcing his son to go home and bath and rest at least for a few hours. He was beginning to look like some person that belonged in the hospital's psych wing or someone living on the streets instead of as a relatively safe, highly respectable member of society. Itachi looked like he was using the bathroom for impromptu sink baths and his hair was a slick stringy looking mess plastered to his head. Itachi had looked totally exhausted the last few days and Fugaku had, had enough of his son sleeping in chairs and curled up on that small uncomfortable couch. Bringing that crazy goat though? That had to be driven by sleep deprivation! Ugh, it was completely unsanitary, what was that boy thinking? How did he even get it in there?

That had of course ended in the two fighting, again. Itachi had been furious that his father would not allow his son to spend some time with his worried 'dog'.

Fugaku had insisted that his son was delusional and that he needed to stop messing with Harri and telling him that a goat was a dog, take a bath, and get some sleep. Harri of course got extremely upset with the yelling and Fugaku being mean to his 'dog' and Fugaku felt too guilty to deny that Mai was a goat after he began to cry and reluctantly referred to her as his dog.

The day ended in Fugaku attempting to drag the put-out creature down the street with as much dignity as he could muster all the way home while she bleated and flopped on the ground rolling around in the middle of the street and made angry grating bleats of protest. It was all in an attempt to prove to Itachi that he cared for Harri. Fugaku would have happily gotten rid of the pesky little beast if Harri wouldn't end up absolutely devastated like he knew he would be. He refused to allow his son to drag the dirty little monster back to the hospital though. No way would he allow the little germ magnet make his grandson ill. Fugaku couldn't understand what the appeal was in the destructive brat of a goat. Why did the two act like they were just in love with the dreadful noisy little creature?

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Harri had been absolutely delighted when the Medical Nin had finally allowed him to go home. His side still burned and he was told he would need to be careful but he couldn't have cared less. He didn't have to staying in that boring, stinky, depressing place anymore that seemed to make everyone cry or act strange. Maybe when he got home he could even get his Daddy to let him have Shika over to play! Even if he had to lay down, they could at least play some board games or something. Shika promised that once he was home that he would show Harri some of the 'complete boring drag' stuff that Shika was supposed to be doing in school.

Harri was so envious! He couldn't understand how Shika thought getting to go to a library on Tuesdays and Fridays was so boring. Especially when Shika could read so well! Harri wished he could go to the library and pick out books and got to go to school and learn lots of new stuff! He was so envious of his friend. He was even getting to learn how to throw Kunai and everything!

Daddy had questioned Harri about what had happened but He couldn't really remember everything was so hazy. Supposedly a teacher said, Harri had thrown a kunai when he got hurt but he couldn't really remember anything from then other than the vague memory of red hair and sad eyes. He swallowed hard at the thought. A feeling of guilt filled him every time the sad eyes entered his mind. Why did they seem so important? What was he forgetting? Harri felt like it could end up being something really important….

End Chapter 5

So here is the new chapter, sorry about nearly killing Harri but my story writes itself and it decided to be an a-hole and attack Harri. Please don't hate me he will fully recover and be totally fine. After writing Gaara I really can't wait until Harri is older so I can bring him back for the Chunin exams, even if he is psycho then!

Don't worry Harri is not some super Harri in this! If you read anything else I write you will know that I don't like super characters and even if Harri ends up powerful I always end up with restrictions plenty of weaknesses, as you can already see!

Anyone have anything or anyone you want me to write in the story next on my way to explaining how Harri gets tossed into Ninja school instead of civilian school like Harri would be better suited to personality wise. Any ideas for next chapter? I am not totally sure what I am going to do for next chapter so suggestions are always welcome!

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Now on new meds for my pneumonia! I was told that if this course of steroids and the new super super strong antibiotics don't work that I am going to need to spend at least a day or two in the hospital getting antibiotics intravenously so I am really hoping this works! It's horrible having pneumonia for over a month. I can hardly even function anymore, constantly so so tired!

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I plan to work on a new chapter for, Not the Place I was Hoping for, for next week's update but I may start on the next chapter for this story to at the same time if I can think up a good enough chapter!

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