I Do Not Own Harry Potter Or Eyeshield 21.
Description: Harry says screw Britain and goes to search for his half brother in Japan.
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Harry James Potter paced frantically in the stone room. Whispers pressed against his ears and thoughts flashed through his mind.
"I can't stay." He muttered to himself. "I can't stay. They'll lynch me. Well first they'll love me. Smother me. Then they'll glance sideways at me. Then they'll lynch me. And Tom's men will try and assassinate me. They're all so predictable. I can't stay here."
"As interesting as it is listening to you turn paranoid, "Griphook the goblin sneered, "The paperwork is here."
Harry spun on his heel to face the goblin behind the small wooden desk. He sat down across from the sneering creature and snatched the papers up, looking over them quickly.
"They're legal?" He asked.
"Of course." Griphook sniffed.
"Good."
Harry signed his name quickly with a flourish.
"Do you have the address I wanted?"
"Yes. It was hard to track down but we got it. For a human he is quite cutthroat and secretive. We approve." Griphook flashed a fanged grin.
"Good. Did you send that letter I gave you?"
"Yes."
"And transferred my gold to my new vault?"
"Yes."
"And got my passport?"
"Yes."
"And made sure none of this could be found out?"
"Of course." Griphook snapped. "We are good at what we do."
"You are. I'm just paranoid."
Griphook rolled his eyes at Harry.
"Of course. Now you'd best hurry human. You're half brother will not wait long."
Harry snatched the portkey tossed to him from the air and vanished from the Gringotts office.
"And thank you." Griphook said to the empty room. "For defeating Voldemort and officially announcing your absolute trust in the goblins. The humans trust in us has risen and for that we shall be grateful."
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Harry James Potter, Boy-who-lived and Defeater-Of-He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, appeared in a dark alley and promptly threw up in a trash can.
"I hate portkeys." He heaved. "And International ones are five times worse."
He conjured a bottle and filled it with water to swish his mouth out. Then he destroyed said bottle and strode from the alley heading for the café across the street. Entering the quaint building he scanned the occupants. He paused as he found his target. The tall blonde was idly swinging a revolver on his fingers as he propped his feet on a table. Harry made a beeline for him ignoring the three meter wide empty space around him.
He sat down across from the teen and under keen green eyes he ordered a coffee from a nervous waitress. There was silence until the coffee arrived as they both eyed one another. Harry could see the similarities between them easily enough. They had the same cheek bones and the same eye shape. Their hair was both spiky and their eyes both green though not quite the same shade. Though Harry wasn't as tall as the boy he was as lean as him, built with muscle. When coffee arrived Harry sipped it.
"So you're my fucking half brother." The other one stated.
"You don't seem surprised."
"I got your note asking to meet with some detail three days ago, fucking half brother. I also knew I had a fucking half brother a long time ago. Tried tracking you down under the name Evans. Couldn't find you." The blonde shrugged, though he looked slightly frustrated.
"My mother got married." Harry shrugged. "They all thought I was her husband's son."
The blonde snorted.
"Didn't even suspect that you weren't?"
"No. Everyone was under the impression that they were in love. Never suspected that my mother had been pulled into an unwilling marriage because a man who was obsessed with her had lots of power. Besides that the few features I didn't get from my mom looked similar to my 'fathers'. They all believed he was my father so when they looked for the similarities they found them. You can find anything if you look hard enough."
The blonde snorted.
"So what's your surname then?"
"It was Potter."
"Was?"
"I legally was named Harry James Potter. Some… friends of mine helped me legally change it to Haru Lilith Lupin."
"Harry Potter." The blonde frowned. "Sounds familiar."
"Do you know of the magical world?"
"Ah, that's were it's from; Some fucking European country." He nodded. "Blackmail will get you any info. Learned about the magical world years ago. I rarely listen to their fucking drivel anymore. Just heard more then a few babbling about some fucking dark wizard falling recently in Europe."
"Ah, yes, Voldemort. Took some effort but I erased him from the equation."
"That why you're finally meeting with me?"
"Actually I just learned about you less then half a year ago. Things aren't going to be very good in Britain for a while though and I didn't want to be dragged into helping build the government back up. Officially I'm hiding from Voldemort's few left over supporters who want a knife in my back. Unofficially I said screw Britain and ditched them."
The blonde snorted.
"So you came to see me?"
"Wanted to meet you." Harry shrugged. "My only other family is dead. Officially Death Eaters killed them and I tried to valiantly save them. Unofficially I laughed when I heard the report and celebrated. Killed the Death Eaters for show really. They were assholes anyways."
The blonde snorted again.
"Need a fucking place to stay?" He asked.
"You offering?"
The blonde snorted.
"Nah, I already purchased a house. I started planning this 'run to Japan' thing months ago. Found a good house, enrolled in a local school, set up a bank account, covered my trail, changed my name, and got a few people to mislead anyone who tries to find me."
The blonde's lips spread in a grin of appreciation.
"What high school?"
"Deimon or Demon something."
The blonde burst out laughing. He stood, pulling a rifle on his back.
"I'm Yoichi Himura. See you in school tomorrow big brother."
He 'kekeke'd out the door and Harry felt his lips stretch in a grin.
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"Hey guys." Sena said nervously as he saw the 'hah brothers'.
"Hah." They all grunted shouldering their bags grumpily.
Sena sympathized. Seeing Himura for practice after class could dampen anyone's spirits. Seeing as they were loitering till Himura would yell at them, he headed for the club house doors. He opened it slowly and peered inside, cautious of any gunfire. He found none. For a moment he was struck at how quiet it was. Usually he would hear Himura typing at his computer or on a phone of muttering. He stepped inside and found Himura no where.
His eyes were drawn to the only out of place object in the room. He found himself looking at a teen who appeared eighteen or so and while five six or so, was just as lean as Himura was. Sena, frighteningly enough, found other similarities to Himura. Spiky black hair (the same color of Himura's under the dye if he had listened to Kurita right), the same jaw, slightly pointed ears, almond shaped eyes that were green (though this strangers were a shade more intense than Himura's), and a keen glint in said eyes. The stranger was sitting in a chair his legs crossed, popping a piece of familiar gum while he read a book.
Sena only stared. He didn't even notice when the hah brothers, Yukimaru, and Monta joined him in gaping. Kurita was the one to break the silence as he squeezed in the door.
"E-excuse me." He stuttered. "May I ask what you're doing in the club room?"
Sharp green eyes finally looked up taking them all over. Sena shuddered at the same glint he saw in Himura's eyes in the eyes of this stranger.
"You must be Kurita." The man spoke up.
Sena almost relaxed as he heard the calm tone that was unlike Himura's. Things had been getting too similar to be anything but eerie.
"Yes, may I ask your name?" Kurita brightened, obviously hoping it was a new member or something.
"I'm Lupin Haru." He smiled.
"Were you hoping to join the football club?" Kurita asked grinning
"Out of the way fucking fatty."
And Himura had arrived. The blonde kicked past Kurita and set a box of something on the table, not even glancing at the stranger. The man shrugged at Kurita's question and turned to Himura. Himura tossed him what looked like a wrapped package.
"You got it?" The man brightened.
"Yup. A bit plain if you ask me though." Himura popped a bubble.
The man unwrapped said package and revealed a handgun.
"And I have a permit now too?"
"Yup."
"Great!" the man grinned.
"He's become an arms dealer now." Juumonji muttered.
"Listen up fucking team." Himura barked.
They all straightened automatically.
"Let me introduce you." He grinned.
It was that terrifying grin that sent shudders down you spine and made grown men cry.
"This," He said waving to the man beside him.
Sena absently noted the stranger had gained a grin that matched Himura's almost flawlessly. He fought back a whimper.
"Is my Fucking half brother." Himura grinned so wide it showed all his teeth.
Sena whimpered.
"There's two of them." Yukimaru swallowed behind him.
With the man, Haru, holding the handgun and grinning like Himura they looked eerily like clones.
"Say hello." Himura grinned gleefully.
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Sena didn't know what happened next. All he remembered was blankly getting changed and moving out to the field. Somehow Himura had vanished though and his brother, Lupin, had taken his place.
"Seems I'll be the one drilling you today." Lupin smiled, eerie grin gone. "Himura had an errand to do."
He walked down their line.
"He told me you need lots of motivation and he usually likes to motivate you with bullets and Cerberus."
They all shuddered at the reminder.
"While I do like a simple handgun and a good sniper sometimes, I myself do not like flashy guns."
They almost all sighed in relief.
"And while I like dogs, I'm not a dog person. Instead, I have Hedwig."
They all blinked as a tall snowy owl fluttered to his shoulder.
"An owl." Kuroki snorted.
A sharp cry from the owl made him cringe back.
"Shush Hedwig, he doesn't know any better." Lupin cooed to the owl who ruffled its feathers and nipped his ear. "Let's start some laps then."
They all started hesitantly, defiantly in the brother's cases.
"Hah brother number three." Lupin barked reading from a sheet, "You're too slow."
Kuroki just grumbled. Then gave a scream as a white ball of feathers landed on his head and started clawing.
"I'm running! I'm Running!" He screamed trying to saw the bird away as he bolted forwards.
"It's just a bird Kuroki." Juumonji snorted.
"So birds don't frighten you?" Lupin asked innocently.
Sena knew that tone, nothing good could come of it. He sped ahead knowing this man would be just as bad as Himura. A thunk had him looking back. Juumonji stood gaping, a long thin knife buried only half an inch from his neck in the goal post.
"How about knives." Lupin grinned wildly holding up three more.
They all bolted running.
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"Stupid Himura," Harry, now Haru, muttered as he slunk down the hallway, "Making me a messenger boy. Can't believe I agreed."
Harry found the room he was looking for and didn't bother knocking on the locked door. Instead he turned slightly then kicked the god damn door down. It swung open with a crash, almost wrenching off the hinges. Haru stepped in and was met by a bunch of shocked stares.
"What the fuck man!" One of the people leapt up, a knife appearing. "You can't just barge into our meeting room.
"Is this the ZokugakuChameleon football team." Harry asked in a bored manner.
"What's it to you bastard?" A man sneered.
Harry sneered right back and when the man cocked his fist back Harry kicked him in the face. The man dropped. Harry didn't even take his hands out of his pocket.
"Which one of you losers in Habarashi Rui?"
A man in the back on a desk stood up, dressed in a white trench coat and dark green dyed hair slicked back.
"What?" He snarled. "You have two seconds before we murderer you."
"Himura sent me." Harry said absently glancing at the man.
He was attractive in a rough punk kind of way. Harry took a good look taking in the face and hair and stance. He liked what he saw.
The magic word appeared to be his brother's name. Almost immediately the whole team was against the wall apologizing for being rude.
"And what does…Himura want?" Rui choked out looking cornered.
Harry almost knew how he felt. Himura was fucking scary. Luckily Harry had faced worse and knew in the end that Himura would never hurt him. Blackmail perhaps but never hurt.
"Wants a practice game this Saturday." Harry smirked. "Said his team needs a confidence boost so you're going to fight them."
"What?" Rui blurted out, vein bulging on his head. "That Bastard."
"Yeah, yeah, fight it out with him." Harry waved a hand at the hissed words.
"Who are you anyways?" Rui snarked. "You aren't on their team."
"Nope." Harry popped his 'p'. "I'm just helping my brother whip them into shape as a favour. I'm Haru by the way."
A dead silence descended the room.
"And who… is your brother?" Rui swallowed.
"Huh? Oh, it's Himura. Bastard's using me as a messenger boy now though. The nerve."
They just stared. Harry turned back to the boss and eyed him again. He gained a sly smirk and sashayed up to the desk. He leaned over it and smiled at the nervous Rui.
"How about a date?"
Rui just spluttered.
"Great! Pick me up at seven handsome."
Then Harry skipped from the room whistling merrily. Maybe it had been worth his time.
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"So you're fucking dating Haru are you." Himura stated in a flippant tone.
Rui sweated bullets across from him. He had his hands stuffed in his pocket to hide the trembling. Haru had left when Musashi had dragged him off. Himura had most likely organized that.
"Um…yeah." Rui squeaked even though the question had been rhetorical.
"Hmmm." Himura hummed, steeping his fingers as he stared at Rui like he was a piece of meat. "You do know that if I hear one peep that Haru is fucking hurt by you, or annoyed with you, you will be murdered in a back alley."
Rui gave a choked whimper.
"On another note I already know that if you don't treat him right he'll stab you with those fucking knives he's so fond of." Himura grinned.
Rui shuddered at the memory of first finding out Haru's obsession with those knives.
"I suppose I could go on a lengthy rant about how you hurt him I would do more then just have you murdered in a back alley but I know that if you hurt him I probably won't have to worry about it because he'll be the one murdering you in the back alley. So get the fuck out of here lizard boy."
Rui fled. Haru was waiting outside the clubhouse and latched on to him as he exited.
"How did your talk with Himura go?" He asked cheerfully winding his arms around Rui's neck.
"It was fine." Rui lied.
"Good! He didn't hurt you at all did he? I want you fully functioning."
Rui shuddered at the lustful look in the teens eyes and it wasn't from fear.
"How about we go for a ride?" Rui leered. "Back to my place."
"I really do enjoy going for…rides." Haru purred.
Rui knew even though Himura was watching him like a fox, he was really going to enjoy this little minx.
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The End.
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Half brothers through father. I'm thinking Lily went to Japan at some point and had a wild time with Himura and Harry's father. Wasn't quite in love though, just a wild night. Harry was the result. Reason for black not brown hair. Himura had different mother but also got green eyes.
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