Hi! I'm back everyone. Sorry I got buried under schoolwork and suffer from a writer's block. I made some major changes to the newly edited Chapter 2. Basically, Naruto will not be as accepting of the soul bond and he will not be agreeing to it anytime soon.
Warning: OOC Harry.
Chapter 3
Just before Naruto's tail slashed across her skin, Hari laced her fingers with magic and grabbed the tail. Hari winced bracing for the onslaught of pain, only to be greeted by silky soft energy. It did not burn her. Hari's eyes widened in realization. Chakra was powerful, a mixture of energy. Magic however, was something that defied logic and science. A phenomenon, an anomaly. The chakra tickled her skin, gently prodding against her flesh curiously. It felt alive under her fingers, like a playful kitten pawing at her skin.
Naruto looked confused, staring at her with widened eyes. He tilted his head to the side, sniffing tentatively. His ears were twitching slightly. Hari stroked his tail and he whined, his eyes flashing to meet hers. Interesting. She squeezed the soft tail and he let out a yelp, drooping his ears, and crouching low. His tail was lowered slightly indicating submission. Aw, cute he knows who's boss. Smirking, Hari pulled Naruto towards her into an open mouthed kiss.
The buzzing chakra tickled her lips akin to the feeling of popping candy. They tasted like dark chocolate with the tangy buzz of sweetness. She pleasantly made a mental note that his body was way ten times warmer than usual. His blazing hot fingers, or more like claws, on her cold skin felt very pleasant, like hot water kneading on her tense flesh.
Plus, she mentally grinned to herself. In this form, he was more…Animalistic. He growled lowly in his throat, his tails moving wildly from the uncontrollable pleasure surging through his body. He met her kisses with fervour, grinding his body on her trying vainly to release the pleasure building up inside him. He flipped her over with a snarl, clawing at her back, leaving behind traces of fingernail marks. Looks like she was only immune to the deadly chakra.
He was slowly returning back to normal, the chakra shroud was quickly dissipating. The soul bond responding to her soul and magic. She let her magic run across his skin, healing his wounds, in which he arched his back to let out a low whine at the its touch. His kisses were gradually slowing. She watched as he pressed one last tender kiss to her lips and his eyes snapped open to reveal artic blue eyes. Naruto.
He blinked in confusion. For a minute, he looks at her dazedly, his pupils dilating slightly. Then he realises the rather provocative position they were in and his cheeks burned bright red. He leaped backwards quickly glancing at her in horror. Hari sighed. Here we go again. She sat up slowly, brushing her fringe back with her fingers.
"YOU!" He screeched in disbelief.
"Yes me." Hari shrugged, huffing a sigh. He glanced around wide eyed at the destruction surrounding them, then back the crater she was practically sitting in.
"THIS PROVES MY POINT! YOU'RE IN LEAGUE WITH OROCHIMARU! I CAN'T EVEN REMEMBER WHAT HAPPENED!" Naruto yelled pointing his finger at her, glaring daggers at her.
"You can't remember?" Hari raised a brow, standing up to dust off her pants. She tilted her head to the side, smirking slightly, a finger tapping lightly on her lips. "Even the kisses?" She watched as his eyes drifted to her lips. The dusting of crimson travelled up his skin and onto his cheeks. He glanced away quickly, scratching the tip of his nose in embarrassment. Cute.
"Naruto! Who is this?" Yamato called from behind. Ah, right. He would be suspicious of her. Hari could feel his chakra moving around her, ready to take the form of wood and attack her. Naruto opened his mouth to explain only for Hari to press a finger to his lips, shushing him.
She leaned closer to him, smirking slightly. "I do not think explaining how you met a girl in a hot spring, fell on top of her and proceeding to ravage her lips would be a good introduction. Yes?" He squawked, flushing vibrantly, muttering to himself under his breath. He was so cute to tease. "Then," Hari stretched the kinks in her back with a sigh, "I'll be going. Don't get in trouble again."
"Wait!" Naruto cried. Hari could practically see the panic set in his eyes, and his finger twitched wanting to stop her from going. "I…" He swallowed. "I…"
"What? You'll turn bat shit crazy and start kissing random people?" Hari raised her brow, smirking. He harrumphed, looking livid.
"YOU'RE THE ONE WHO KISSES RANDOM PEOPLE ON THE-MMF!" Hari couldn't help but lean in to press a chaste kiss on his lips. His lips moulded with hers almost perfectly. He let a low groan rumble from his throat, his eyes wide open in surprise. Heh. Teasing him was going to be her hobby. They parted, a lewd trail of saliva trailing on her lips which much to his horror she easily licked up with a flick of her pink tongue. He inhaled sharply, watching her lips intently.
"Find your side of the contract, ask your leader. I'll find you once I've finished some…things." Hari said, rubbing the side of her arm with a sheepish smile. "If you still don't believe me…Take this as just a really hot crazy girl," Hari laughed to herself at that, "who decided that she would like to partake in some very sexy blonde." Hari purred, letting her voice dip lower. She smirked at the sight of Naruto looking incredibly aroused, the crimson colour spreading to the tips of his ears. He liked her. She knew he did, and that was enough for her.
Hari vanished in a flash of emerald green, leaving behind a black leather bracelet with an intricate carving of a stag with two emeralds for eyes. The emeralds glinted with magic and the colours swirled and changed every few seconds, merging from apple green to ultramarine and then chocolate brown.
Naruto glanced at the bracelet, slowly bending to pick it up. Without thinking, he slipped it onto his wrist. His eyes widened, raising a brow at the accessory. It fitted comfortably, almost like a second skin. Having it on felt like she was there with him, holding his hand. Weird. The Naruto three days ago would have thrown away the crazy girl's bracelet, but the Naruto now could not bear the thought of never seeing her again. He gently turned the clasp, locking the accessory into place.
-(.x.)-
With Death's help, finding Itachi was a piece of cake. Hari swung her legs back and forth on the tree she was sitting on. Her eyes trained onto Itachi. He was murmuring softly to his companion, a shark-like man, Kisame Hoshigaki. His voice, it rumbled low and dangerously deep, like thick dollops of dark chocolate swirling in chips of almond. The sound brought a run of pleasure up her skin, bringing goose bumps to the surface. Oh god. His level of sexiness. He was also probably prettier than her, but let's not think about that.
She watched idly as they begun to meditate, Itachi seemed restless. His eyes shifting around suspiciously. The concealing, muggle-repelling charms never did work to keep the soul bond in place. They had both then stiffly begun meditating. For a few hours too, Hari supressed a yawn, leaning against the tree trunk.
She must have dozed off for quite some time because she awoke to a masculine smell that reminded her of the forest and snow. She inhaled deeply, a small smile on her lips. It reminded her of winter, Christmas and all the other good things you can do with snow…Her eyes snapped open in shock to see Itachi right in front of her. He was so close she could see the tiny hairs on his skin, and the shades of dark chocolate in his pupils. Each individual long lash, the strands of raven hair that reflected the sunlight. He was beautiful. He frowned slightly, tilting his head to the side. For a moment, Hari's breath caught in her throat thinking that he found her.
He couldn't see her. She had the cloak and the charms, but he could feel her. Hari's eyes widened in realisation. The fact that he could go to such a close distance to her despite the muggle-repelling charms was astounding. Her heart thumped loudly in her chest as she watched him lean in closer, their lips barely centimetres from each other. Her skin burned with need, and her magic thrashed and clawed under her flesh. Did he know what effect he had on her?
The spell between them broke when his partner called to him. He inhaled sharply, pursing his lips in confusion, before hoping off the tree branch to go. Hari let out her breath, unknowingly holding it in. God, Itachi had amazing will-power. This was not good. She watched them go, waiting for them to be close to their destination before apparating to the town that they planned to stay at for the night.
Hari walked out of the dark alley way, sealing her invisibility cloak into her tattoo. She strode into the inn they planned to stay at, greeted by the sound of men chatting and the occasional screech of skimpily dressed female clinging on one or two of the men. The town was corrupted and many illegal dealings happened here, hidden from legal laws. This inn was known for being a safe haven to criminals, thugs, mercenaries, thieves the likes. Only some knew of this place, as it tended to change locations every so often to get away from lurking ninjas and law enforcers.
Hari shrugged off her black hoodie, revealing crimson curls, and a brown lace-up t-shirt with jeans. She ordered some green tea, dango and soft served ice cream. Hari was kind of surprised by how despite having many similar foods from her world, many of which had not been invented. An example being ice cream wrapped in mocha, or sirloin steaks.
Hari rocked back and forth happily as she spooned the ice cream onto her treat. The milky goodness melting slightly from the heat of the dango. She cut a small piece and placed it into her mouth. Oh Merlin. The dango was silky smooth in her mouth, bouncy and chewy, blending perfectly with the delicious red bean paste with its chunky bits of sweetness. The ice cream? Sugary vanilla heaven that was so incredibly fluffy and soft, the ice cream melting into deliciously sweet nectar that flowed down her throat. The cold of the ice cream going so well with the heat from dango. Hari couldn't stop a small little moan from escaping her mouth and she blushed slightly. Whoops.
What she didn't know was that Itachi and Kisame had entered the inn and was eating in one of the booths. Itachi being paranoid had been watching each patron with a careful calculative gaze only to make an abrupt stop at the crimson haired girl eating ice cream and his favourite desert dango.
He did not know how to explain it, but suddenly he was seeing nothing but the red headed beauty. He watched intently as the small pink muscle wrapping around the little silver spoon, licking the creamy liquid off the metal surface. Her lips pursed together, like a kiss, bits of ice cream staining her lips white. She swallows and gives a breathy moan, her lips forming an 'o' before the sensual muscle darts out of her mouth to lick at the left overs, cleaning it all so thoroughly… Itachi swallowed thickly, instinctively using the sharingan to capture that entire scene. His body felt warm, and he licked his slightly chapped lips. What was he feeling?
No one had this effect on him. There were many girls who approached him, but none of them ever made him feel such strong emotions of attraction. He had done seduction missions before and was no stranger to sex.
However, it felt as if his body had been waiting for that girl because just watching her made him feel like a teenage hormonal boy who had just reached puberty. He could feel his breath coming out in pants, his heart painfully thumping in his chest. His body was trembling slightly, dizzy from the chemicals his body released into his brain. What was this feeling? He didn't understand it, couldn't comprehend anything.
He watched as she stood to leave, paying the fee, before making her way to the bathroom. Immediately, Itachi found himself rising from his seat to follow her. Kisame raised a brow in which he replied with a classic Uchiha answer. He waited till she finished, leaning against the wall outside the toilets.
Hari washed her hands quickly, stepping out of the toilet with a sigh. Death said Itachi would be here soon! But, where were the two criminals? She rubbed her tense muscles, striding out of the toilet. Her eyes closing for a second as she massaged her shoulder letting out a sigh. She yelped literally crashing face first into someone's muscular chest, a very well-defined muscular chest for that matter. Her other hand swung forward hitting something blazing warm, instinctively she held onto the rather large object. It was velvety soft, kind of squishy and a little how does she put it?
The tell-tale sign of pleasure coursed through her veins. If Naruto was blazing heat, Gaara, comfortable warmth, this was like a satisfying gulp of icy cool drink on a hot day. She let out a small moan, and the thing she was gripping onto gave a twitch, kind of solidifying at rapid speed? Almost? It felt like she was holding iron encased in the softest material in the world. What in the world…
Her eyes snapped open to see one flustered Itachi Uchiha. His milky skin tinged with red that spread down his pale complexion travelling down his clothes. His lips were parted slightly letting out little puffs of moist warm air, revealing pearly white teeth. Itachi's eyes were glazed over with pleasure, trembling slightly from need. He was watching her with mixed emotions and her hand was currently lying on something big and hot, someplace she should not be touching especially when they just met-
She pulled her hand back as if she had touched hot iron. Well, if you put it that way…She kind of did. STOP IT HARI! STOP IT! Her face was burning redder and redder. Holy hell! Why the hell did she have to swing her arm and hit 'there' out of all places? Merlin's sagging ball-She mentally dunked her head in ice cold water. Stop thinking about anything to do with the male anatomy! Merlin! Her eyeballs couldn't help but flicker down to see his growing erection. At least she knew she had that effect on him.
She met painfully met his eyes, cringing at his wary gaze, she watched as Itachi's brows furrowed. He closed his eyes slowly. They snapped open revealing black orbs that melted into blood red pupils, changing from a simple design to an intricate star like shape. They resembled rubies that sparkled in the light.
"Tsukuyomi." He whispered, his voice rumbling deeply. Hari paused, internally cursing to herself for being stupid. Oh shit. The world practically shifts into an endless land with a crimson red sky. Hari glanced around finding herself tied to a black wooden post. How kinky.
"We have 72 hours here." Itachi appeared before her, looking as regal and as handsome even in the world of illusion. He watched her heatedly, the design in his eyes turning slow languid circles. He trailed deft fingers over her arm. Hari resisted the urge of letting out a moan at the icy flush of cool pleasure that burned her skin. Nice to know that even in his kinky jutsu the soul bond was still working. He flinched, his eyes widening a fraction in shock. Hari watched as the pink stained his pale cheeks, a self-satisfying smirk crawling its way on her cheeks. Heh.
"Everything in this world is under my control." He mused. "Yet," he glanced at his fingers, before looking up to her, "you still have this effect on me." He looked puzzled, almost disturbed. A scowl flashed over his pristine features, the stars in his eyes spinning quickly. His voice took a dangerous dip, the sound oh so attractive. "What. Did. You. Do. To. Me?" Hari could feel the tell-tale coolness of metal on her skin. Itachi held a long sword to her navel, looking ready to just stab her at any moment. The soul bond was probably preventing him from doing so because despite his blank expression, his eyes showed his confusion and irritation.
Hari coughed, clearing her throat nervously. "Did you happen to receive a letter? About an engagement contract?" Hari asked. Itachi glanced at her blankly. "Okay…Does an owl carrying a letter ring any bel-"
"It followed me and clearly knew of my location no matter where I went so I killed it." Itachi interrupted her bluntly. Hari gaped at him.
"What!" She yelped. Oh Merlin. Gringotts would kill her. Bloody hell. Hari groaned, mentally punching herself. "Merlin. Urgh never mind. Did you happen to have come across over an old marriage contract with the Potter clan by your ancestors?" She watched as realization entered his eyes.
"Yes…But, nobody bothered about it because we assumed your clan had long since died out and there was no way the Uchihas would experience such a heavy drop of numb-" He stopped himself from continuing, realizing what he had done by effectively murdering his entire clan save for himself and his brother. His eyes snapped back to her.
"Well…" Hari drawled enunciating the words slowly, "I'm Harumi Lily Potter, your fiancée." Hari watched as he pondered on her answer for a moment, appearing poised on the outside. However, Hari could see that he was flustered by the way his lips twitched slightly, and his shoulders were tensed.
"Potter-san." He said. "I have no time to get married and if you did not know, I am a rogue ninja. I cannot marry you. Call the engagement off." He told her stoically.
"It does not work like that, Itachi. If it were, I would have just ran off a long time ago already. Bugger, why would I even come all this way to look for you? I would sitting on my damn sofa eating my jellybeans. Did you read the marriage contract?" Hari asked, heaving a sigh.
"I already said yes."
"Did you see that part about the consequences?"
"I…its true?"
"Yeah, exploding balls and all."
"What if I said no to the engagement?"
"I will hex your balls off now."
"Hex?"
"Castrate you." Hari told him, solemnly. Itachi glanced at her amused. He was coming to realize that Hari was brutally honest and had a rather dirty mouth. His lips twitched to form a small smirk.
"What if…I told you I don't care?"
"You don't care for your dick?" Hari's eyes widened in astonishment.
"If you put it that way…As a rogue ninja, I will die sooner or later. I do not plan on having a family so I do not need it."
"Well…well… you want to die of castration?" Hari tried desperately to reason with him. A guy who did not care about the damage on his penis? What happened to him? She was threatening his family jewels! That always worked with men!
"I won't. I know how to stop bleeding. I can survive it, Potter-san."
"But you need your male organ!"
"Male organ?" Itachi's lips turned up at the corners forming an amused smirk. "Whatever for?"
"Pee?"
"I can do so without. I seem to recall servants of some Emperors in the past doing so."
"But, but…" Hari was lost for words, spluttering in horror. "I NEED IT!"
"You need it?" Itachi smirked, looking devilishly handsome, his eyes glinting with mischief. "You are very bold for our first meeting, wife." He purred, glancing up at her under long lush lashes. Hari blushed beetroot red, the colour spreading down her face to her ears and neck. For a moment, Itachi wondered how far the colour would spread.
"YOU PERVERT!" Hari choked out. Compared to his pictures, Itachi was hundred times sexier in person. The way his eyes watched her as if she were the only person in the world made her stomach do somersaults.
"You groped me and also you were the one who wanted to castrate me."
"I-I BUMPED INTO YOU!" Hari spluttered at his words. At this rate, he was never going to let that pass. He raised a brow, in which Hari ignored and quickly changed the subject. "Castrating you is for a good reason!" Hari fumed.
"Your clan is surprisingly bigger than I expected." Itachi commented. "Flying horses invisible to the human eye? I would think that your memories have been altered if not for the marriage contract." He exhaled softly, looking at her with wonder and amazement. Hari frowned, squinting at him suspiciously.
"You're mind raping me aren't you? Arsehole." She could barely feel the prods at her mental barriers. Was this the perks of his abilities?
"I am only able to view the memories at the surface of your thoughts, but that is enough for me to see almost everything." Itachi's eyes shone with mischief. If not for the magic of the soul bond she would not have been able to recognize the little changes in his features that depicted his feelings. Others would only hear the monotonous tone to his voice and the blank stiffness of his handsome face.
"EVERYTHING? YOU BETTER NOT BE LOOKING AT ANYTHING-"Hari exploded in embarrassment. Holy hell! If he knew of how she had stared at his picture for ages on end. Merlin! Hermione had even made her buy lingerie for her husbands! Hari had spent ages in the changing room in that tiny thing that barely covered her ass. No, it was practically flossing her ass!
"As I said before, if you think about it. I will be able to see it." Itachi's voice snapped her out of her thoughts. Hari could see the faint tinge of red on his cheeks. BUGGER! HE SAW IT! HE DID! He smirked at her as she let out a scream of pure horror and embarrassment. She won't be able to face him! Oh Merlin.
He watches her intently taking a step forward slowly. His hair tousled by the wind in his illusion. He stepped closer to her, his eyes gazing at her, almost as if he were memorising the every detail of her features. Hari's heart was pounding loudly in her chest, her skin burning for his touch.
"Is this part of your bloodline limit?" His voice is breathy and it makes Hari think of a million ways to make him feel that way when having se- She quickly shakes the thoughts from her head before Itachi could see them.
"No. Well, there are potions…But, that's nothing like this. This is because we are soul mates."
"Soul mates?"
"If you consider my abilities as a bloodline limit. My ancestors, had the ability to make marriage contracts so that the two engaged are the most compatible with one another, you could say it is kind of a method to make the strongest children." Hari shrugged. "The concept of having a soul is real. My bloodline limit has made it so that we are two halves of one soul, only whole if we are together which is why you feel what you feel for me."
"Plus, they added some benefits to the contract." Hari blushed at the thought. "The purpose is children after all. They amplified everything. Uh…pleasure…attraction…hormones, testosterones…love. " Hari smiled softly at the word.
"I-"Itachi was seized with emotion at the thought of rejecting this green eyed Goddess. Itachi pursed his lips tightly, watching his fiancée. Her green eyes seemed to draw him in, like a moth to light. What was wrong with him? He shook his head. "I cannot be with you Potter-san. I am dying." He told her his face scrunches in pain at the truth in her words reflected by her memories and thoughts.
"I experience…severe haemoptysis." He whispers. Hari frowned, biting her lips. Haemoptysis. The coughing of blood from the respiratory tract. If the underlying cause was not detected fast, her Itachi would die in a matter of days. Wait what? Her Itachi? Where did that come from?
"Have you seen a doctor?"
"No. I am a rogue ninja remember?"
"Your doctors in the Akatsuki?"
"They are not that skilled…Plus, I have told no one about this."
"Then let me do it! Let me heal you!" Hari pleaded. "Please?" Itachi kept silent, watching her with mixed emotions. He stares at her for a brief moment, and suddenly his face twist into that of shock and horror.
"You know of why I killed my clan." He accused. Hari glanced away, unable to meet his eyes. Death had explained to her the reason for Itachi's actions when she had asked him about Sasuke Uchiha. The peace of his village over his own family. Itachi had killed his family to prevent internal strife. "How?" He questioned, his voice laced with panic and pain. Hari snapped her head back to stare at him in surprise. He could not see the Death in her memories?
"Uh…Magic and curiosity." She weakly tried to explain. She sighed. This was going nowhere. She glared at him, her green eyes flashing angrily. "Why are you so adamant that your brother must kill you? Can you not talk to him?"
"I…I want to die by his hands." Itachi replied, his eyes filled with guilt. He exhaled slowly, his features etched with sorrow.
"I am a murderer Potter-san. I killed my clan." Itachi sighed, running his long slender fingers through his silky raven hair. "I deserve to die." He lifted his head to meet her eye. "I am not worthy of you and I will never be. Leave me alone." He stated, painfully polite.
"Itachi. I don't care." Hari told him fiercely, her eyes burning with emerald fire. "It was not you. It was your mission."
"It was my family Potter-san-"
"Stop it Itachi. Ninjas have killed countless of other families. Everyone with your profession, rogue or not, are murderers." Itachi looked away.
"Itachi." He turned to glance at her, his expression carefully blank.
"No."
"Okay look. If you don't care about yourself think about your brother." Hari growled at him. If he didn't want to listen to him then she would dig at his old wounds with a rusted dagger, and pour mountains of salt into the fresh injury!
"Your brother is a broken young man. If you let him kill you, he will turn crazy." She snarled, exasperated. "Once he finds out of the truth, one way or another, Sasuke will not be able to take it. He's traumatized, depressed and mentally unstable now!"
"Your brother," Hari hissed, her eyes pulsating with power, "is going to find out he killed his innocent older brother, who killed his entire family under orders of Konoha. He'll wreak havoc. No." Hari shook her head frantically. "He will follow the Akatsuki, destroy Konoha, and proceed to kill everyone. You need to stop. You are his only remaining family member." Hari chided.
"You are his sister-in-law." Itachi retorted weakly, a small smile on his lips. Hari scoffed.
"Itachi…stop it he still loves you." Hari pleaded.
"No, he does not." Itachi replied, his voice bluntly harsh. "I destroyed him."
"He does!" She nodded her head fiercely. "He's just…traumatized. He should have gone for therapy as a kid." Hari sighed, glancing up at him.
"Itachi. If this does not confuse you then. Please. I want to love you. I want to know you. I need you." She said, swallowing down the lump in her throat, her body trembling with emotions. "Please let me?" She pleaded in a voice filled with so much longing for him. Itachi clenched his fist tightly, swallowing hard, his emotions raging war inside of him.
"I-how is it you make me feel this way?" He chocked. The years of practice to remain emotionless, the layers of protection that he placed over his heart. They had all became undone with just those few words. He stumbled backwards. The chains tying her to the wooden post broke free, and she stumbled out. Finally free to move about as she wished.
"I-I don't want you to die." Hari replied honestly, staring down at her feet.
"Potter-san. I am so tired. So tired of this world." Itachi swallowed, pausing to control the emotions in his voice. "I have…" Itachi looked at her. "No will to live."
"Then…live for me." Hari whispered, her voice cracking slightly. The soul bond was screaming at her. Her magic clawing at her to save the other piece of her soul. Her dying soul." Please?" She glanced up at him. Itachi trembled, his body stiffening, tensed from emotions wracking through his body.
"Potter-san." He replied, controlling his voice to a monotonous tone. "You don't understand…" He glanced at her with fierce eyes, those obsidian orbs drilling into her. "I…want to die." He told her fiercely, his eyes alight with unshed tears. "You cannot change my mind."
"I see." Hari smiled sadly at her feet. "Then...will you give me what is left of your life?"
"Will you," Hari glanced up at him. "Give me happy memories of my husband?" Itachi looked conflicted by her words.
"Yes." He replied.
"Harumi."
"Pardon?"
"My name is Harumi, but you can call me Hari."
"Harumi." Her name on his lips, made her shiver slightly. The way he curled his tongue on each syllabus, eliciting each word made her blush slightly. Hari gave him a bright smile. It was a start to what remained of their relationship together.
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