Darksider82
Winged Seer Wolf and anyone else

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II

Arashi no Sunagakure= Storm of the Village Hidden in the Sand

Temari stared at the new comer and managed to get a good look at him. Pale, that'll change. Muscled, not massively so like the Raikage was rumoured to be. He was exceptionally good looking; Temari was always about being a kunoichi first and finding a boyfriend second.

The dating pool for her was non-existent in Suna as she was the Kazekage's sister and the entire population knew of Gaara's protectiveness when it came to the family.

Gaara had told her to watch over the patient and to inform him when he woke up. It wasn't the stranger's physique or his scars that caught her attention it was the harsh green colour of his eyes, eyes that had seen war, betrayal and loss. How familiar she was with these eyes, these eyes were the exact same as the Kazekage's when he was a genin.

A bleeping sound was heard and Temari sprang into action, they didn't understand each other but she knew in an instant that he hated hospitals. "You can't do that, you're going to die." She protested trying to push the stranger back onto the bed.

Harry fought back but in his weakened state, he knew he was no match for the girl. Focusing his magic into his eyes, Death had stated that his magic had been restricted, but he had enough power to do this one spell. He snapped his head up and looked her in the eyes and his world dissolved.

Temari stared, 'THIS MAN COULD USE CHAKRA! HE MADE NO HAND SEALS!' She thought as his body collapsed, suddenly she felt something running through her mind, looking for something.

Harry smirked, this girl had no defences at all. He was intent on finding the language, that way he could turn the tables on whoever had imprisoned him. Within seconds he had the knowledge and was hastily downloading it, when he felt a pull.

SOMEONE WAS TRYING TO PULL HIM OUT! He fought back and managed to finish downloading the information before he walked out and back into his own body. He found himself trapped to the bed with a mix of what appeared to be wire, a belt and sand.

"What did you do to one of my best jonin and my sister?" A voice echoed, and it dawned that Harry for once could understand.

"What I needed to do to learn the language. Who are you anyway?"

"I'm Kazekage." The Kazekage stated.

"I'm guessing that's a title of respect or something. I'm sorry Lord Kazekage." Harry replied sarcastically.

"ALL OF YOU OUT! Kazekage-sama, feel free to place an ANBU watch on my patient but tying him down and interrogating him will not help." The medical-nin ordered lacing the area with KI.

Harry passed out as he faded out he felt the sand retract off him. "Gaara, he's scared. Yes what he did was unfair but he did it to help himself and us." The girl told Gaara...Gaara was the Kazekage.

Harry came around the next morning feeling much better he was discharged and was immediately set upon by four men in black with white facemasks. "I wouldn't strike them if I were you." A voice said.

"Temari-sama, I thought Kazekage-sama forbade you to come see the prisoner."

"I wasn't coming to see the prisoner I was checking on the hospital staff and cautioned him against attacking you."

"My apologies…Not fond of people in masks, tends to be bad for people's health. Temari wasn't it? Do you know where my bag is? Black rucksack, also where is my coat and clothes."

"Bag was confiscated, clothes are currently being examined. Gaara told me to give you these." With that she handed the masked shinobi a black shirt, pants and sandals.

Soon enough Harry found himself sitting in front of an oak desk where he managed to get a good look at the 'Kazekage'. He was around his age, with dark red hair with the kanji for love adorned on his head.

"I should kill you for what you did to my sister...but something tells me that you had a reason and should hear you out."

"Thank you, my name is Potter Harry, though I am probably going to change that...I'm not from this world. I'm not even sure where I am. I am completely lost." With that Harry trailed off.

"Carry on...I sense you are withholding something."

Harry nodded when the building dropped away leaving Gaara and Harry suspended in thin air. Gaara was motioning for his sand to attack the black haired stranger when death appeared.

"Godaime Kazekage, halt your attacks. This man has endured hell on earth, expecting love and family only to be betrayed. He can't speak of it because he is so traumatised but he can show you if you are willing."

Gaara nodded, the room faded back into reality "What do I have to do?"

"Just look me in the eyes and I'll do the rest."

Haunted emerald and glassy Teal connected and Gaara felt it, like a chilling night in the winter months. Slowly the memories came, the first of a green light and then the sound of something only to Shukaku roaring.

The memories played before his eyes, every strike, whip, punch, jutsu. Yet this teen, no man and a warrior not much older than him just kept getting back up and marching on. Suddenly the boy faded out and he was replaced with a boy with blonde hair, sapphire blue eyes, whisker marks a bright orange tracksuit. "Uzumaki Naruto."

"I'm sorry who?" Harry asked as he looked at the Kazekage.

"A...friend...My best friend you could say...Helped me out of a dark place."

Harry nodded "I'm sorry about Temari, is she related to you?"

"Sister. Older sister and then my older brother Kankuro."

Harry's eyes widened "Youngest of three and a powerful job."

"THE most powerful job...Do you wish to join my country?"

"I know nothing about this land. What I'd appreciate is a rundown of..."

"Everything."

"I'd be willing to pay...What do I have to do to keep the white masks away? I hate them. Not the people but the fact that they have masks, I know they need to protect their identity but where I'm from Kazekage-sama, masks were associated with a cult of people who killed those less worthy just because they could."

Gaara nodded "Temari!"

Temari appeared in a flurry of sand, making Harry's eyes widen "Gaara?"

"Hari-san, needs to learn about the elemental nations and its history." Temari nodded "Grab my arm." She instructed, Harry did so and after a pleasant swirling out of existence he reappeared outside the academy.

"That was surprisingly pleasant." Harry commented as Temari marched him into the academy.

The instructors were impressed, Harry picked up the history, geography and everything vital pertaining the elemental nations. Harry wasn't dumb enough to see the want for him to join Suna's shinobi force. None of the teachers were sensors but even they could feel the raw power of the new comer's chakra.

"My thanks; this has given me more to think about." Harry said bowing to the teachers and leaving a thick wad of bills on the table, Gaara had shown Harry a place where he could convert the Galleons, Sickles and Knuts into ryo.

Gaara's eyes widened at the amount Harry had received for only forty of the gold coins. "Temari, how did Potter-san cope in the academy?" Gaara asked with interest poorly concealed in his voice.

"H's a quick learner, he said that he wasn't much of an auditory learner but he quickly showed high skill with visual and kinaesthetic. The staff supplied him with some battle tactics on the map and he managed to not only improve our defensive position but also minimise our losses by 20%."

Gaara's eyes widened. Suna never had the largest shinobi force but for someone an absolute stranger to increase a traditional defensive tactic by 20% wasn't something to be sniffed at. "Where is he now?"

"Kankuro found him and dragged him off to a local bar."

Harry was bored, he had downed five bottles of sake, and he wanted to leave. He kept seeing the faces of the people who betrayed him. "Traitor! Your parents would be so disappointed! I KNEW HE WAS TURNING DARK!" The voices began to increase pitch, Harry dropped the sake bottle, clasped his hands to his temples and he tried to suppress the voices.

But the voices were not to be deterred, his heart began to speed, he felt his magic increase. He felt something crack inside of him, in his stomach. He didn't notice the bar had gone quiet suddenly "GET OUT OF MY HEAD!" He screamed when several things happened.

The clouds gathered over the desert, thunder boomed and rain began to fall. Kankuro and his friends stared at the new comer, he had curled up under the bar in the foetal position whimpering something about "voices in his head" and they "weren't going away."

Harry blacked out and the moment he did the storm abated. Not moments after Harry blacked out Gaara entered the bar, sand flowing out of his gourd, picking up the downed Harry and carried him out. "Kankuro, he's staying at our home. I'd suggest you don't take him anywhere."

Kankuro nodded and paled at the veiled threat. He gulped own the rest of his drink and left the bar, following five paces behind his brother.

Harry woke up, staring at a neon green face it said 01:15. Harry rubbed his face, it was covered in sweat. The last thing he remembered was having flashbacks in the bar before nothing. Knowing he wasn't going to get anymore sleep, he made his way down stairs to get some coffee.

"That was some impressive chakra levels, Harry-san." A voice said from the darkness.

Harry spun around lightning crackling to life around him when out of the shadows came Gaara. "Lord Gaara." Harry replied sarcasm on the term lord clearly evident.

"What do you remember from yesterday?"

"Seeing the traitorous scum that called themselves my friends and then nothing."

Gaara smirked "Are you familiar with term chakra?"

"Spiritual and Physical energy mixing right? What does that have to do with me?" Harry replied the lightning becoming visible.

"Correct, when you passed out in the bar, through great risk to your health your chakra coils opened. The result was a massive thunderstorm. If you want I could have you trained to use your chakra, if you don't mind me telling you this but it would be in your best interest to train it."

Harry's eyes narrowed "Advice taken, considered and offer not taken. Sounds too much like I've got to sign up for servitude. I'm guessing if I don't I run the risk of dying?" Harry finished the statement as a question to assess the red haired boy's reaction.

"Yes. You could die if you don't train your chakra."

"Death would be a relief. I'll be back some time later possibly."

With that Harry turned on his heel and left the house. With no destination in mind, Harry began to wander and observe the nightlife of Suna, with no destination in mind he found himself upon the roof tops overlooking what Suna Shinobi caused the 'Chasm of the damned'.

The only downside to Harry's idle wanderings was he was easily tracked by both Temari and Gaara, the pair followed at a sedate distance. Far enough back to know they were following but far enough for a stranger to not know he was being tailed.

"Traitor, murderer."

"Dark Lord!"

"I knew he was evil! I told you in our second year."

"Using such dark magic what would your parents say!"

"Out of all the Marauders you chose Wormtail! You disgust me."

"I won't even tell Theodore about his treacherous Godfather."

Harry collapsed near the edge of the chasm as the memories resurfaced as he saw the civilian families laugh and hug each other couples in the shinobi corps.

Harry had ransacked his family armouries and he pulled out a serrated flick knife, peeled his shirt sleeves up to reveal pale and evil looking scars. His previous attempts of killing himself. He also pulled out a chord of wire which he made into a noose.

"Are you sure you want to this son?" A voice asked him.

Harry turned around to see his parents, Sirius and Remus standing in front of him much like when he was killed by Voldemort. "I can't go on. The last straw that broke the camel's back and all that. I'll see you shortly."

Temari and Gaara stared in shock as the knife embedded itself in the boys arms and then he fell.