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'silent communication'
Naruto groaned silently, twisting beneath the sheets in the four poster bed that had somehow been added to the dorm rooms. Sasuke swore it'd become bigger too. It was fucking magical. Shifting again he stared at the ceiling, attempting to clear his mind, maybe try that meditation stuff that Hinata and Neji claimed did wonders for chakra control and keeping your cool. However, he had a problem...
His mind, wouldn't stop working.
He wasn't an overly complex person, most of the time. He knew it fully well. He was blunt, and sure he liked riddles and pranks enough to mess with people. But never, in his lifetime had he thought this much. Not that night after Haku had died, and Sasuke had somehow survived. Not after the chuunin exams, after finding out a family in his village could torture their own, that Sasuke had grown enough to care for him and Sakura as precious people, that another village had someone to hate as much as they'd hated him. Hell...he hadn't thought this hard since failing to bring Sasuke back, since he'd broken his promise to Sakura. That was possibly the only time he'd thought this much. Maybe.
He lifted his head off of the far-too-fluffy pillows, before letting it drop into them roughly, the softest of growls escaping this throat. He'd begun to merge with the Kyuubi over time, the seal disolving their chakras together, and now, keeping his temper in check, while retaining full humanity...was difficult to say the least. The fact Sasuke was involved, the same Sasuke he'd fought for, accepted so much of the Kyuubi's power for, the boy he'd begged to return, who he'd spent so long searching for, only made it harder.
Sighing to himself, Naruto eased himself out of the bed, leaving a shadow clone in his place as he slipped outside the dorm. The common room was deserted, a small fire smoldering, a few papers littering the floor. Disregarding the area, He let his form change, shifting until he looked identical to Kiba. He knew fully well that if he were caught outside, he'd be screwed over. But thankfully, no one would ever know that he was masquerading as the dog-nin. Nodding to himself he slid outside, pushing aside the portrait and slipping into the halls quickly, out of sight in mere seconds, using a burst of chakra to avoid being seen.
The moment he was out of sight from the Fat Lady as Sasuke called her, he slowed, glad of how Kiba's form responded. They were similar enough in height and build, so moving felt almost identical. He'd tried taking Kakashi-sensei's form once, the taller, thinner man's form had taken far to much getting used to for Naruto's tastes.
It took little effort, far to little in Naruto's opinion, to slip silently through the halls, heading to the first floor. One try at the door proved it to be locked, but he was nowhere near discouraged, and merely walked up the wall, slipping out a window, jumping to the ground, and landing easily. Even from his position out here, several floors below the dorms, he could sense the faint thrum of chakra-magic. Momentarily, the boy entertained the though of trying find Shino, the boy was always a clearer thinker, and probably could get Naruto to settle himself.
Rolling his eyes at the thought of going to Shino of all people for help, because the other boy was far to mysterious, and who knew what kind of insight he'd have; insight that would probably creep the shit out of Naruto.
Shaking his head slightly, Naruto began to walk the grounds, balancing easily on the surface of the lake, climbing trees with only his feet, or while doing a handstand, or even hopping up it. He knew training would be dangerous; not to mention it'd probably give Shino a heart attack to sense that much chakra, all at once in a supposedly safe area.
Finally, Naruto found an oppurtunity to distract himself. Wandering into the forest until he could just sense the chakra-magic, Naruto faced a tree, grinning to himself at the brilliance of his idea. Within moments, he was beating the tree, working at it until a rhythm was established, and the steady thud of his fists on the bark matched the thrums of pain that formed from his knuckles. The actions pulled him into a trance like state, and soon enough, he found himself contemplating the details of the impromptu meeting with Shino, Sasuke, and that Lexi girl.
It had been a simple enough meeting. Hell, it was almost like a party in the room they'd gone into. There had been nice, comfy chairs, a table, a bookshelf, which conviently had plenty of things with information on what Lexi and Sasuke talked to them about.
They'd discussed the 'Voldemort' in detail. Honestly, the guy reminded Naruto way to much of Orochimaru. Immortality seeking snake bastard with a minor ego complex. If the guy had shown pedophilliac tendancies, they could have convinced Naruto he was actually Orochimaru. And the Death Eaters...or rather some of them, that had turned out to be using Voldemort only to get power, well, they reminded him of Akatsuki. Let one guy do the work, you get the credit. He knew fully well, that Akatsuki had let Orochimaru weaken the villages before striking.
He and Shino had learned the full extent of last year's plot against the Death Eater teachers. Two students, Neville and Luna had run the DA, teaching anyone willing how to protect themselves, working to form an army to help when the war finally reached it's peak. Sasuke and Lexi had been in charge of silent harrassment, meaning they'd send creatures into offices, charm things to follow them, making annoying sounds, mess with their shoes or clothing. They'd done anything possible to drive them crazy, put them on edge, anything to keep them jumpy.
However, there was one thing about the whole Hogwarts system, that Naruto didn't like, and he could see Shino agreed. Most shinobi were open minded, many lived short lives, so no matter what people did, they tended to be accepted. Friendships were tight knit and tended to be unbreakable, especially those formed from life or death situations. It was different here, much different. Apparently Harry had been best friends with these two people since they were eleven. They'd nearly died together, nearly lost their souls together, they'd been the most important people in each others lives. For a while.
Apparently they'd run into a situation, one, had merely been able to cope with the harsh life a traveling, scrounging for food and money(honestly, it made Naruto want to laugh, what kind of friend was this guy if FOOD could separate them?). The girl had a slightly better excuse, she'd been tortured, badly. She hadn't given any information away, but the moment they were free, she'd left. Personally, he didn't think torture was that bad. Certainly it wasn't as bad as the fight he'd been informed about the year that a Dumbledore guy died, or getting your soul nearly sucked out. Torture always ended at a point, either with death, or before you were to damaged to be of apparently these people had kept others alive for a while, he doubted she would have died.
Naruto pulled away from the tree, it was slightly destroyed and a bit bloody, and a quick glance at his knuckles showed the wounds were healing. He was fairly certain they'd be gone by morning, meaning no one would be suspicious..
Laughing to himself, as he raced back to the castle, he was hopeful. Maybe now that he'd burned some energy and worked a little frustration off, Naruto was hopeful he could sleep.
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Shino pursed his lips slightly as he surveyed the book in his lap. He'd gone through several books already, and was well aware it was late, but he refused to sleep. He'd been named team leader for the mission when they'd left Konoha, and as far as he was concerned, the mission had only grown more complex. This would be the only chance to return Sasuke to the village in one piece, once they got the ability to return.
He forced himself not to realize the fact that the boy needed to prove his loyalty, or he could very easily be executed for treason.
Pushing aside the thought, he continued reading. The book he was looking for now detailed magic, how it was used, it's original purposes, exactly what supposedly created it. There were mild similarities between chakra and magic, so it was no surprise that he and Naruto would be able to grasp a bit more than the basics. Wands acted as ways to channel magic, similar to the way hand seals channeled chakra. There were different sections of magic, different things that could be done with it, Transfiguration, Charms, and Healing as well as others, and he was fairly certain it was similar to chakra types. Apparently certain wands were better suited for certain things.
A sigh escaped him, and he marked his page, closing the book. The kikai buzzed angrily beneath his skin. He refused to let them take energy from any of the students, or Naruto. There was no indication of what magic would do to the Kikai, and he knew he couldn't risk it, and while Naruto's chakra levels recovered beyond quickly, he wanted the other boy to have as much of his own chakra as possible, rather than depending on the Kyuubi.
Setting the book down silently next to the bed, Shino's gaze fell to the book, that still pulsed softly; magic, he reminded himself. Almost on instinct, he picked up the book, flipping to the last page of it, a blank page. His eyes widened, the kikai humming in shock as he gazed at the page. Before his eyes, messy writing appeared.
'It's a pleasure to see you're surviving your first adventures at Hogwarts. I do hope you're enjoying yourself. And don't stress to much about what it or is not happening. Things tend to work out here. Of course, if you aren't convinced, feel free to ask away. There will always be answers to questions.'
Shino closed his eyes for a long moment, fear mingling with curiosity about whoever had written the note. After a long moment, he made his descsion, reaching down to grab a quil and ink, before quickly writing a response. To say the least, he was curious.
'And exactly who are you? And what do you know of me, and my questions?'
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