The Inuzuka clan was rather nervous today and the whole village noticed and respected their nervousness. The war had ended a year ago and now it was time to rebuild. However, the coffers of both Konoha and the individual clans had been severely hit as were the other villages and they needed new blood to stimulate the economy. All of the clans had done this by arranged marriages and many of the lesser branches had been chosen as partners. That was not the way of the Inuzuka clan however and its head, Tsume, was the one getting married.

In the training grounds for Team Ten, Kiba attacked the dummies with a passion and viciousness that hadn't been seen since before his first genin exams. Shino and Hinata, while worried for their teammate, stood back and let him work out his frustrations before actually talking to him. Kiba tried to stop his thoughts by focusing on hitting the target in front of him, but it wasn't working. All he could seem to think about was his new stepfather and what his mom would have to put up with soon. As much as he and the other members of his clan joked about his father being scared off by Tsume, they all knew he simply left and it had hurt Tsume incredibly. As much as he would deny it he was a momma's boy and he would be watching this foreigner closely. He knew his sister would be as well.

Finally, the semi-feral boy dropped panting and Hinata took it as a sign that it was safe to approach. "Kiba, are you okay?"

Kiba didn't reply for a moment and Hinata was about to ask again before he finally spoke up. "I don't think I am, Hinata, I don't think I can be for a while. I don't know anything about this guy other than he's supposed to be my mother's new husband and is a supposed lord from his place. What if he's like that lord from our last mission and thinks he's entitled to everything? Mom can't kill him until his money goes into the bank and that's a few days."

"Then if he's like that," Shino comforted his friend quietly, "Your mother will simply scare him into submission or Kuromaru." While most wouldn't be able to tell when an Aburame was grinning the three had been teammates for so long now that the other two knew he was practically laughing his head off. Shino had mastered the art of blunt comedy and while it took a while for everybody to appreciate it, it did get funny at some points.

"Shino's right Kiba, nothing horribly bad can happen. But, I think you should give this man a chance. If either yours or his lawyers are like the Hyuga's a match wouldn't have been made if there weren't any chances for a happy union. They may not fall madly in love, but he may provide a shoulder for Lady Tsume to lean on while leading the clan."

Kiba huffed, both in gratitude and disbelief of that option, but he did feel lighter after talking. "I know guys, I shouldn't be worried about it, but it's just been me, Hana, and Mom for so long. I don't want something to change that." Team Eight sat in a comfortable silence after that, two of them providing as much support as possible to their third teammate whose life was about to change.

While Kiba was receiving support from his friends, and Hana doing the same with hers, a handsome man with messy raven hair walked at a leisurely pace towards the gates of Konoha, his emerald eyes taking in his surroundings. If you looked closely and caught a shift in his hair at the right time a scar shaped like a lightning bolt was prominent on his forehead. Harry Potter was a conquering war hero at the tender age of 19, though he had defeated Voldemort at 17, and for a good few years after that had lived a good life. With the curse in his scar removed after Voldemort's defeat, it was as if a weight that Harry never knew existed had removed itself from his mind and he soon showed just how much of his parents' truly lived in him. He was no Hermione Granger, but he certainly wouldn't be out of place in Ravenclaw's colors of blue and bronze.

Life had been good for Harry for another eight years after the final battle before his Potter luck struck again, this time in the form of an out of control werewolf. He had been bitten, but the curse of lycanthropy hadn't truly been transferred over, his storage of basilisk venom and phoenix tears preventing him from being turned into a monster once a month. But it didn't leave him unmarked. He gained another impressive scar on his face, a jagged line reaching from the tip of his right ear, down his cheek and then stopping at his shoulder. His eyes also changed and instead of the beautiful emerald green that had seemed to always come up in a conversation, they were now flecked with gold. Not even the sickly yellow that was usually associated with werewolves.

For a few months after the attack everything was still fine and he was getting rather serious with Ginny, but he really should have paid more attention to the government. The dark faction hadn't been completely eradicated from the war as some were smart enough to not openly pledge support to Voldemort and thoroughly cover their trails and the high of winning the war had faded by then. A whispered conversation here soon became a secret meeting there and by the time any of Harry's friends noticed what was happening, Harry had been practically banished from the wizarding world. He wasn't actually banished as that would have been political suicide, but it was difficult for him to enjoy the things he used to and by extension anyone he had been seen with. One by one his friends left him to avoid the stigmatism attached to being a friend to Harry Potter and he could see where the wind was blowing.

Making discrete inquiries, using the goblins who he had gotten back to a respectable relationship with, he started putting out feelers for another hidden community that would take him in and provide amnesty from Magical Britain. It wasn't until a few months ago, after a two-year long search, that they had chanced upon a war torn, hidden country that was in need of new life blood and currency to rebuild and they were willing to offer a marriage contract to any of their viable clans. This worked for Harry as he had heard from one of his few remaining acquaintances that there were whispers of a marriage contract to tame the wild beast and get ahold of his very sizable fortune of the Potters and Blacks and by conquest the LeStranges and Carrows. Months passed before an agreement was reached and now here he was.

Harry was supposed to meet an escort from this village of Konoha soon before making the final leg of his journey, so as he was taking in the countryside he was also looking for his guides. His senses were sharp from the bite and his reflexes were perhaps even sharper than when in war due to the attempted ambushes by overzealous idiots that wanted the privilege of getting rid of the monster. He sensed them only a moment before they appeared before him and the words of warning from the goblins came back with a vengeance.

"Are you Harry Potter?" A, what Harry assumed to be a woman in a cat mask, asked him.

"Yes," Harry answered with a nod and pulling out his passport for verification. "I assume that you are to be my escorts for this last part of the journey?"

The shinobi tensed slightly as he reached for the passport and Harry made a mental not to make any sudden movements until they trusted him more, but quickly verified that it was genuine. "Indeed, we are here to escort you to Lady Hokage before someone will escort you to the Inuzuka compound. Should we wait here for your supplies?"

"No need," Harry said, calmly waving their concerns away. "Everything that I own is on my person." Seeing the incredulous glances, Harry gave a very vague explanation, "I believe that your people would call my skills a bloodline limit. Anyways, we aren't waiting for anyone, so if you all are ready lead on." He could feel their stares on him for a moment and although his instincts, that had become a bit more feral since the bite, were egging him to show them the error of their ways he calmly waited before the cat mask nodded once and started walking.

They walked in silence for some ways before Harry decided to learn something about his new home. "I wonder if I couldn't convince one of you to answer a few of my questions." Silent communication before the man in a Sparrow mask nodded his assent. "Thank you. I know the general history of your village thanks to my bankers and a bit about the war that you folks just had, but I was wondering if there was anything that was perhaps common knowledge that I needed to know about my home. If nothing else, I would like to hear about another Inuzuka as they will become part of my family."

The young man in the Sparrow mask stiffened slightly at the mention of the war and while it might have been too quick for the average population to notice, Harry used to spot golden walnuts that flew up to 100 miles per hour, so he was able to catch it. "You heard of the war, but did you hear how it ended?"

"I only heard that you dealt with an army of zombie like clones and a host of resurrected warriors and I know how difficult both of those aspects could be to deal with." This got the attention of his escorts, but none said a word. They would report it to Tsunade however, if she did not already know.

"Well, the war was one basically to the efforts of one young man and his will of fire." Seeing the look of questioning on his charge's face the Sparrow masked shinobi explained, "The will of fire was the Sandaime's creed. He believed that the indomitable will that all possessed to fight for what they believed in and fight hard was what made Konoha great. He also firmly believed in the bonds of friendship and teamwork. Anyways, Naruto, the young man, lives in Konoha so many of the civilians and shinobi now treat him with the upmost respect and there is talk in making him the next Hokage."

"You said now," Harry observed, "So I'm assuming he wasn't well liked before. Most likely for something that was beyond his control and that situation also left him an orphan. Tell me, was there a prophecy involved as well?"

"How did you?" Sparrow asked and Harry knew his eyes were wide even if they were hidden behind a mask.

"How did I know? Yours isn't the only community that has experienced a war, though you did clean up yours a lot faster than mine and achieved something great. It's almost like looking in a mirror. Let me guess, this Naruto person was just relieved the recognition he had been looking for and perhaps beating a rival rather than beating this great evil." A slow nod, and Harry chuckled, "Oh, I'm going to have to meet this young man when I get settled."

Sparrow wasn't the only masked shinobi that was looking at Harry as if he had grown a second head as the other three members were just as shocked. One of them had been monitoring Harry's vitals, making sure he was healthy and also making sure he wasn't expending any chakra to form an illusion, and unless the foreigner could lie as easy as breathing, it was complete truth. Lady Tsunade needed to know this as soon as possible.

"Now that is an impressive gate," Harry stated as they broke through the thick woods that surrounded Konoha.

Cat snorted slightly and then apologized for her actions. "I'm sorry, it's just that most people comment on the Hokage mountain, not the gates."

"No worries," Harry shrugged, "There's a rather famous monument where I come from that's quite similar to your mountain and I've seen hundreds of pictures of it. While it is impressive, the gates are kind of more impressive. I can't imagine how many people it took to move them when the walls were complete." Sparrow was now certain that this foreigner and Naruto would become fast friends if only because their thought process was so similar. "So do I check in with those guards, or am I cleared because I'm with you four?"

"It would be best if you checked in so there is a record of your arrival."

The process was quick and painless for Harry and he was quickly gathered up by his escort and led to the Hokage's tower. They were kind enough to point out various points of interest as they walked through the village. "That is Ichiraku's Ramen and if you really want to meet Naruto that is your safest bet. He's their most devoted customer and has been for years and he's either there or at the training grounds most of the time. Since you can't enter the training grounds without an escort, that is your best bet." Harry nodded his understanding and memorized a few of the alleyways to apparate to before the tour continued.

"Ah, Shizune," Cat greeted the woman in front of the tower warmly.

Beside Harry, Sparrow filled him in, "That's Shizune. She was Lady Hokage's first apprentice and is her personal assistant at the moment. She also shares responsibility in running the hospital with Lady Hokage's other assistant."

"Oh of course," Shizune answered, Cat having explained what they needed while Harry was learning, "If you'll follow me I will let her know that Harry Potter is here."

It was a few moments after Shizune had passed through the office doors that he heard a woman's voice summon him in. After dismissing the AnBU squad that had escorted the foreigner in, the rather voluptuous woman regarded him. "So you are Lord Harry Potter?"

A/N: This one was inspired by Deer Tracks, a Fem!Harry story that has a pairing with Shikaku. I just wanted to make one with Tsume and go my own way... eventually. As always, it is open to adoption, just send a message saying you are.