Guys I freaking love you so much! I honestly wasn't expecting so many people to like this story so quickly. I hope this chapter lives up to your expectations and hopefully the reason of Harry's and Uta's seemingly random make out session is explained in this chapter. Also don't expect me to be updating every couple of days, I'm one of those spontaneous updaters.
And someone pointed out some mistakes to me involving Uta's tattoo and the currency used. I will go back and fix them when I get a chance. And on a side note do you think I should pair George with someone and if so who?
I do not own Tokyo ghoul or Harry Potter.
George watched in faint amusement as Harry took another moody bite of one of the treacle tarts. They were now both sitting upright on the bed with the food spread out around them. He quickly tuned back into what Harry was saying. "And he was hot like really, really hot and I was really flustered and stuttering which isn't like me at all but I couldn't stop blushing. I mean I don't even know the guy. I'm so confused because half of me is just screaming at me to shag him while the other half is telling me to get to know him before I decide if I should act on my feelings or not."
George was actually sure what was happening to Harry and wasn't really looking forward to giving him what was practically the magic equivalent of 'the talk.' Now that he thought about it there were actually quite a few things that muggle-borns or muggle raised wizards didn't know about. This just happened to be one of them.
When he and Fred (A stabbing pain went through his heart at the thought of his deceased twin.) had come to age their parents had sat them down and told them what he was about to tell Harry. "Harry mate I think I know what's going on with you." Harry looked up at him with wide surprised green eyes. "You do?" George nodded "Yep I do but to be sure I just have to ask you couple of things okay?"
Once again Harry nodded but this time he remained silent. "So you've never felt this way before and the feelings appeared as soon you saw this Uta?"Another nod. "And it's like you know him but at the same like you don't?" another nod "And you would have happily had sex with him even though you'd only met him?" a blush and another nod. "Was your magic doing anything strange?" Harry nodded and replied with a quiet "Yeah. It was like it was burning but it didn't hurt it just felt really intense."
George felt a grin sretch its way onto his face and Harry looked at him warily; he knew that that smile only meant trouble for him "So what's wrong with me?" He took another bite of the treacle tart as George slung an arm over his shoulder. "This is such a precious moment. Maybe I should take a photo and add it to the album."
Harry who was quite feed up with George not answering his questions snapped "George tell me what the hell is happening before I curse you." George's arm fell from Harry's shoulder and his face grew more serious. "You know how muggles have what they call puberty right?"
Harry let out a groan and buried his head in his hands when he realised where this conversation was heading. "Please don't tell me I'm going to want to shag random hot guys all the time." George let out a laugh. "No it's not that bad. Magical...let's call it magical puberty for now is quite different from muggle puberty and hormones. It happens to a wizard or witch when their magic core fully develops, normally around the age of twenty though it can happen later. Your core has been fully developed for a while now so I'm actually pretty surprised this hasn't happened already."
"Basically what's happening to you is your magic is now seeking out a person that is compatible with you. Your magic won't be able to tell the difference between genders, personality, looks, etc. So what your magic does look for is a soul that is compatible with yours. Most people only have a couple of people in the world that their souls are fully compatible with so it's really rare to find a soul that's completely compatible with yours. Some people's souls are only slightly compatible. Now don't go thinking that because your soul and this Uta's soul are compatible means you have to marry him or anything. You can love someone whose soul isn't compatible with yours, my parents for example. Their souls were only slightly compatible with each other's yet they still loved each other. I've even heard of people with souls that are completely un-compatible falling for one another."
"Now all you have to do is decide if you want to have a relationship with him or not. If you want to get to know him before you decide it will be hard to ignore your magic's, um urges but it is possible. I suggest that you get to know him first, you know see if he's a good guy and everything."
Harry's head swam with all the information he'd just been given as he tried to make sense of it. So his and Uta's souls were slightly compatible if not fully but that didn't mean he had to have a relationship with him. If it turned out Uta was a terrible person (which he kind of doubted.) he could just move on and find someone else that was compatible, it's not like they were soul mates.
Feeling slightly better about the situation now that he actually knew what was happening he reached for a piece of chocolate and popped it into his mouth. "If that's how it is how come Uta seemed to be just as effected as I was? I'm practically positive he doesn't have any magic." Much to Harry's annoyance George reached out a hand and ruffled his already messy hair as he smiled down at him.
"Just because he doesn't have magic doesn't mean he doesn't have a soul. And soul compatibility is pretty much always a two way streets. He might not be aware of it like you are but his soul is also telling him you're compatible with him. So he's experiencing the same things you are he just doesn't know it's because of soul compatibility." George's face went from smiling to protective in the matter of seconds. "Though if you're going to date him I want to meet him to make sure he's good enough for you. And I have to suggest you waiting to have sex with him till after you know him better and are sure you really want a relationship with him."
Harry nodded absently, his brain still churning with thoughts. He wanted to find out more about Uta before he decided whether or not he wanted to pursue a relationship with the other man. He knew it would be hard to control his raging magic and feelings though because if he even so much as thought of Uta he would get flustered and hot. Sighing to himself he reached for a lollypop and pulled of the wrapper before he placed it in his mouth.
George looked around at all the junk food that surrounded them "Well at least now I don't need to worry about what we're having for lunch, or dinner for that matter."
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The week when faster than Harry expected and all too soon it was time for him to go back to the HySY ArtMask Studio. He was nervous about seeing Uta again but at the same time part of him couldn't wait. So with his sketch book in hand, which he was bringing because Uta hadn't specified what kind of picture he had wanted, he made his way to the studio.
It took him a bit longer to get there than last time because his nervousness had him slowing down and sometimes he had to stop completely so he could calm himself down. When he finally got there he nervously opened the door and entered. Uta wasn't at his desk as expected but was working on putting what appeared to be an eagle tattoo onto a man's shoulder. Uta glanced up for the split second and when their eyes connected Harry stiffened and he had to force down a blush, though he was sure the faintest hints of it still showed.
He'd promised George that he wouldn't go further than kisses with Uta but he wasn't even planning on kissing the man again till he knew him better. The next second Uta looked back down and seemed to focus completely on his work. Harry sighed in relief once he had those intense eyes off of him (Though Uta was still wearing those dark glasses.)
He made his way to the desk in the corner and placed his sketch book on it. He then sat on the chair and patiently began to wait for Uta to finish the man's tattoo. It wasn't long before Harry was fidgeting in place and unable to stop himself he began to wonder the room, looking at all the art on the walls. He found a couple of pieces he liked and probably would have asked to get them done if he didn't like his tattoos to be one of a kind and have some sort of meaning.
It was during his wandering of the room that he found a door that he hadn't noticed before. It was made of the same metal sheets of the wall so it blended in pretty well. He wanted to open it but for some reason he felt as if he did Uta would be upset. Besides he doubted it was unlocked. So with his curiosity peaked he wandered back toward the desk in the corner.
About ten minutes later Uta was done with the man's tattoo and the man left quickly after paying Uta the required amount. Uta shuffled towards the desk money still in hand and Harry quickly scooped up his sketch book and got out of his way.
Uta slipped the money into what appeared to be his wallet which he had pulled from his pants pocket. He turned to face Harry and nervously Harry held out the sketch book to him. He was always nervous when he showed people his art and tended not to show many people. George was the main person that had seen any of his work. It wasn't that he thought they were bad it was more that he always poured his heart and feelings into those pictures and they were precious to him.
Apparently Uta could tell that he was nervous because he took the sketch book from him with surprisingly gentle hands and carefully began flicking through the pages, studying each picture carefully before moving onto the next. It took about five minutes before he got through the whole book. He looked down at Harry "Would you be willing to make customized designs for the customers? You can request what you think is a fair pay for customized designs and then I can pay them separately for the tattoo. Does that sound good to you?" Uta was doing the head tilt thing again and Harry couldn't help but find it cute.
"Yep that sounds good." Uta handed Harry his sketch book back and Harry took it and cradled it against his chest. "My friend Itori wants to meet you." Harry looked up at Uta in surprise "What?" Uta looked sheepish as he rubbed the back of his neck "I was talking with her and my other friend Yomo and I kind of slipped about what happened yesterday though they're the only ones that I've told. Anyways they both want to meet you at Itori's bar tonight."
Harry quickly thought it over. He and George didn't really have plans for tonight. "Sure, I'm free tonight but I'll have to call my brother to let him know I won't be home. Oh and by the way he wants to meet you to."
Uta had walked over to the tattoo chair and was now putting away all the equipment that he'd used on giving the guy his tattoo. "You have a brother?" Harry shrugged "He's not related to me by blood but he's practically a brother to me anyway. Does us going to the bar count as a date?" It took a couple of seconds for his brain to catch up to what he'd said and when he did he scrambled to fix it.
"I mean only if you want it to be. I understand completely if you don't want it to count as one-" He was cut off by Uta standing in front of him and bending down so their eyes were on the same level. "I would like it to be a date." Harry had to literally hold himself back from leaning forward and capturing Uta's lips against his. Damn this was going to be harder than he thought.
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The rest of the day went pretty quickly, Uta got two more customers and Harry just spent most of his time drawing while Uta worked on their tattoos. But when neither of them was busy they talked, a lot. It annoyed him how little he could tell Uta because of the statute of secrecy and he felt like Uta was hiding something but besides that is was amazing.
Uta was quirky and kind of childlike but Harry found it cute and it made him smile rather than annoy him. He'd told Uta how he'd been raised by his aunt and uncle with his cousin and had went to an isolated boarding school. He didn't mention the abuse he suffered at his family's hands or the war but he wanted to. It was strange but he trusted Uta. He just wanted to get to know him better before he told him all his secrets that only a select few knew.
But underneath Uta's childlike attitude Harry could sense something slightly darker lurking. He didn't let it concern him too much yet as he himself also had a darker side. He wasn't sure if it was because of the fragment of Voldemort's soul that had lived in his mind for years or because of the war heck maybe it was because he was the master of death but Harry had become broken and seemed almost twisted at times. He'd killed and tortured people and as much as it haunted him he didn't regret it.
He was glad that Uta wasn't as innocent as he portrayed himself to be. If Harry was to date anyone he wanted them to understand him. He couldn't see himself with someone who was against violence or someone who tried to change him. He wanted to be accepted for who he was. None of the boy-who-lived bull crap, with Uta he could be himself and that alone was breath taking.
But as he stood outside with Uta locking up the shop behind him he felt himself growing nervous. From what Uta had told him Itori and Yomo were practically family to him. Apparently the other male had no family just like Harry did. Well, technically Harry had his aunt, uncle and cousin but in Harry's head they didn't count as family. Family doesn't do what they did to him.
He was pulled from his thoughts by a hand being placed on his shoulder. Uta was looking down at him in concern and not knowing what to say Harry just smiled up at him. His smile was forced and he had a feeling Uta could tell but luckily the other man didn't push it. "Come on lets go."
And then Uta had his hand in his and was pulling Harry down the street. For a couple of seconds Harry stared at their joined hands, a heavy blush on his cheeks. It kind of annoyed him how easily he got flustered and nervous around Uta. During the war he had learnt that emotions only got in the way or ended up getting people hurt or killed. He'd learnt how to shove his emotions away, burying them deep inside of him and he'd been perfectly fine.
But then he'd met Uta and his emotions had refused to stay buried. And honestly it kind of scared him. He wasn't sure what to do, how to act. After so long of being emotionless it was like his emotions were extra sensitive to make up for lost time. But at the same time it made him feel alive again. He'd smiled more in the days he'd known Uta in than the last couple of years. He felt like he was waking up after being in a coma. It felt like his wounds from the war were finally starting to heal.
And it was changing everything. It was like his happiness was rubbing off on George as the redhead seemed to be slowly turning back into his happy prankster self. Sure they'd never be the same as they were before the war, they'd always be a little broken and bent but it was better than the pieces they'd previously been.
They still had nightmares and flashbacks, Harry still rarely ate and they'd always be paranoid and on edge but that was okay. They were starting to accept what had happened and inch by inch were slowly reassembling themselves.
Uta stopped suddenly and Harry not expecting it just stopped himself from bumping into the other mans back. Apparently He'd been thinking for so long that they'd already arrived at the bar. Uta's studio and Itori's bar were only about a fifteen minute walk apart but he hadn't been thinking for that long had he?
His earlier nervousness came back when he thought about meeting Itori and Yomo. A hand placed itself in his hair and he had to fight back a flinch, the only one that ruffled his hair these days was George. Sirius and Remus used to do it a lot but they weren't here anymore.
Startled at the sudden contact Harry looked up at Uta with wide eyes. Uta was looking down at him and he patted Harry's hair reassuringly. "Don't worry. Itori promised she wouldn't bite." Harry wasn't sure whether that comforted him or not and he once again felt like he was missing something. Shoving it to the back of his mind he nodded and muttered a soft "Let's do this." And hand in hand they entered the bar.
The walls of the bar were made of brown bricks, the floor was a dark carpet, a bar took up one length of the room with bar stools along it, tables sat spread out on the other side of the room and a couple of pot plants were scattered around.
His analysing of the bar was cut off by a blur of red that slammed into him. He balanced himself quickly and out of habit caught the woman who had jumped on him. For a second he was reminded of Ginny but as soon as he got a good look at the woman he realised she and Ginny couldn't be more different. The woman's hair was red while Ginny's was more ginger, the woman had red eyes that matched her hair while Ginny's had been brown. The woman's hair went past her shoulders and appeared well taken care of. She was short, around Harry's height if not a bit taller. But what interested him the most was he could sense the same slight darkness in her as he could in Uta.
He glanced down at the redheaded woman and was strangely reminded of the way some of his old female friends would jump hug him to. When they were dating it was common for him and Ginny to curl up together, Hermione hadn't been a big fan of being alone and often sat next to him and leant her head on his shoulder, Luna had no shame at all and would often curl up in whoever's lap was available, fall asleep and then hiss at them when they moved.
When the lady, who he assumed was Itori, looked up at him she had an almost sly look in her eyes. After years of living with Slytherins Harry knew the look, recognized it easily and he knew it wasn't good for him "So you must be James. Uta's told us all about you."
She hopped back onto the floor and twirled a piece of her hair as she studied him. It was then that he saw the white haired man at the bar. He met the man's eyes but both of them remained silent before the man turned away with a near silent grunt.
Apparently the woman had caught the interaction as she said loudly "Oh don't mind Yomo. He might look all tough and scary but he's actually a big softie. So James are you hungry?"
The thought of eating made Harry feel sick. He didn't normally eat much and if he did they were small servings. He'd eaten before he came, not to mention the fact that he and George had finally finished all the junk food. His stomach protested at the idea of him eating more and he shook his head. "Sorry I'm not hungry. I ate not that long ago."
Itori's gaze seemed to sharpen and he could feel Uta's and Yomo's eyes on him. For some reason he felt like he was about to be interrogated rather than about to have dinner. But then Uta's hand tightened around his and Harry realised that if going through this meant he could stay with Uta it was all worth it.
If anybody's following my story Masquerade Murders that should be updated soon. Hope you liked the chapter sorry that it's kind of short. I've been working on making my chapters longer but this isn't going to be that long of a story.