A.N./: Disclaimer: Naruto belongs to Kishimoto Masashi, while Harry Potter belongs to J.K Rowling. This work was inspired by Tsume Yuki's "The biggest Toad in the Puddle".

First of all, I'd like to address few reviews. Yes, the first chapters were inspired on Tsume Yuki's "The biggest toad on the puddle", the difference in her Harry Potter and mine is that I am trying to make a more cynic one with little patience for beating around the bush and cunning. The only one that actually has any type of leeway and loyalty with her is Jiraiya and he knows it. He has been trying to convince her of doing the same with Konoha, but she is a bit dubious of actually swearing fealty to the village as a whole.

About magic, I would like it for her to have it, but not something she takes for granted; I don't want a super powered character. I want her to struggle and grow. She has the basic of several specializations hammered into her by Jiraiya, but it's up to her to grow into them.

Hope that clears it up.

Chapter Two: Falling Angels

Ai was rechecking her market list for the things that were needed for her home. And wasn't that an odd thought. Her first life despite her searching she had never quite found something like that, Hogwarts had been the first place that She had felt safe and maybe for that first year something akin home, but after confronting the easy way in which its inhabitants could turn on him at the drop of the hat that feeling had faded, the Burrow despite its warmth had felt more like an in-between for the summer where he could relax but not really, the Dursleys where a necessity, and after leaving Hogwarts the feeling of searching for home never quite left.

This life as Ai, on the other hand, had never quite given her a comparison to know she was home. The room her mother occupied was perhaps the closest to that feeling she had been searching and with Jiraiya, well they had always had been on road.

After noticing the deference that other nin gave her father, the first thing she had done was insist on dying her white hair black and using a bit of make-up to hide her cheek marks, remembering how Yuri applied it to her as a game. Her father had looked at her oddly for a while, but she shrugged it off as a girl thing. If his shoulders were a tad bit more relaxed, none commented on it.

It was odd.

Not having to dye her hair anymore, nor have to use make up to hide her identity.

She felt oddly naked.

As far as Konoha went, she was still unsure. Sure, her father had went on great lengths to teach her everything about the village, its citizens and shinobi, its politics, the Hokage tower, his favorites haunts- the Akasen* and public bath's…No surprise there- The Will of Fire, and so on. It was lively, that much she could tell from haggling prices and marveling at the variety of products offered in the market place. The only place livelier and bigger that she had been before had been the Fire Capital. It was a bit overwhelming, but in a good way.

Unfortunately it didn't last.

Shouting started in the next stall, a kid's voice rising about why he shouldn't be allowed to take his purchases before an orange blur went on sailing just a couple inches next to her head.

"DON'T COME BACK HERE YOU GAKI!" Shouted the merchant "Demon brat, bothering good citizens" he muttered to himself angrily before he caught Ai's unimpressed face, and his whole disposition changed to a more affable one before he offered her some sweets.

Ai took a look around, and noted how the people around had gotten quiet with the argument. Ai waited for someone to step up. She saw a few nin among the crow, but they only refused to make eye contact or threw angry looks towards the kid. She wanted someone to show her that so famed Will of Fire, instead she only met cold eyes. She finally took her own purchases and put on her best innocent smile before approaching the merchant, and taking a few and oh so softly scratching his hand making it look accidental. She turned around trying to catch a glimpse of bright orange. The noise came back and people moved on as if nothing had happened.

But something had. Child abuse had never sat well with Harry Potter, that wasn't going to change just because now He wore a different gender nor name.

The kid had stood up and was walking away. She hurried her pace, cursing her short legs, before raising her own voice.

"Oi, kid! Wait up!" She shouted "You, the orange one!"

The kid stiffened, before he bolted.

"Oi, Gaki. Stop!" She shouted in frustration.

Ai cursed her luck before she too started to run, not a good day to have wear on of her best yukatas. She decided to up the ante, before focusing some chakra to her legs jumping to try and gain some leverage on the kid. What she didn't count was on the kid to stop and turn.

They both went down hard to the floor, and Ai swore she could see little stars flying in her vision. A pained groan snapped her attention.

In another part of the town, Sarutobi Hiruzen felt a shiver go down his spine. Did he left something unattended? He checked his desk for new paper work to find it empty. He sighed, before refocusing on the new book on the Icha-Icha Paradise series. Good old Jiraiya, Sarutobi giggled.

Naruto Uzumaki had just had another bad experience with a show owner when trying to buy some ramen, and wasn't in the best moods. It wasn't anything that he hadn't dealt before, but he was hungry so he felt vindicated when he stuck out his tongue to the merchant that was distracted before hurrying out of the market place. Perhaps he would visit Ichikaru's Ramen Stand, It had been a few days since he visited.

He had just decided to do so, after all he needed all his energy full to go back to training, the final exam in the academy would be in a couple of days and his big prank on the Hokage mountain was due tomorrow, when he heard a high pitched voice calling of a gaki. He didn't paid attention first and continued on his way, but then the childish voice for someone in orange. He discreetly checked around for someone with his favorite color besides him, and noted he was the only one. Perhaps the merchant had seen him stick out his tongue and wanted to "scold" him, he stiffened at the thought and bolted.

And he would have managed to run away if not for the frustration in the voice in the child's voice. He turned around to shout something rude when something fell from the sky.

Pain.

Big green eyes peered at him from a pale face, a young girl with white hair in a light blue yukata sat on his stomach tugging on his cheeks.

"Tenshi?" He blurted out.

"You concussed brat?" She called out amused, before trying to stand up and wince "I was trying to see if you were ok, after the scene in the market; but you bolted out?" She asked cocking her head to the side, before catching sight of the rest of her things strew on the floor.

"Bloody hell" She tried to crouch and retrieve her purchase. For such a cute kid, she sure swore up a lot.

He stood up, and started helping her around.

"I am no brat, I AM UZUMAKI NARUTO! FUTURE HOKAGE! 'DATTEBAYO" He claimed in a loud voice.

"Ok" She assented, before looking cautiously in his direction an catching his eyes as they gathered the last of the fruit that had fallen "How are you doing in you fuinjutsu?" She asked curiously, before noting his surprise "What with it being a trait of the Uzumaki Clan, you know?"

"The Uzumaki Clan?" He questioned trying to keep his voice even. He never knew that the Uzumaki were a Clan, he thought that the old man Hokage had just given him that last name; but thinking on it he noticed how the orphan kids on his class only had one name most of the time.

"Yeah, you are wearing their symbol" She motioned with her head to the red spirals in his jacket, receiving her bags from him. She studied him closely, before she shook her hair "You don't know, uh?" She commented, watching him.

Naruto had promised Hokage-jiji never to search for his parent's identities; and he wanted to keep his promise, but this kid knew of his family. His origins, His Clan, perhaps…even his family.

His struggles were put to stop, when the girl put a hand in his arm to snap him out of his funky thoughts and proposed.

"My name is Ai. Tell you what, I am new around here. You show me around, be my guide for the day and I tell you all I know about Uzushio and the Uzumaki Clan" She proposed seriously, before pinching his cheeks "Deal?"

Jiraiya was having a dinner with his cute daughter and wondering how could he approach a delicate subject that had come up just before he had to meet up with her.

"Say Ai-chan" He started.

"Yes, Otou-san" she stopped her chit chat about the sights of the Hokage monument.

"You wouldn't happen to know why there was a rush of sudden arrivals of civilians and shinobis alike at the hospital of harsh diarrhea and vomiting, right?" He continued slurping his tea, knowing perfectly well his daughter wasn't allowed to use deadlier poisons in her nails in case he couldn't create its remedy.

Her smile was truly innocent like, which only made it all the more frightening.

"No idea what you are talking about, daddy dearest" She nodded, continuing to eat her cake.

*Akasen: Also known as the Red Light District, place of brothels