15 February 2011

HP/Naruto Crossover Romance Part 2.


Look what I found hidden on my laptop. I don’t remember when I wrote this, but I was surprised that I hadn’t put this up already, since there was so much written already. I just had to tweak bits of writing to make sense in some cases. 

Anyway, I thought today would be a rather convenient day to post this up- being the day after Valentine’s over here- since this isn’t really romance.

In case you never read part 1, this is just my take of what would actually occur for certain pairings (in AtO’s universe at least).
                                                                                                   
Warnings: Very unedited and may be senseless. Randomness, not actual romance and don’t drink anything while reading this? Also, none of this should be taken seriously or hopefully in terms of AtO plot.
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HarryXShizune
Harry frowned. “Do I really have to go to the hospital? My arm is perfectly fine.”
“But Shizune nee-chan said you needed a check up since you don’t get enough exercise like ninja.” Naruto said with a slight frown. “I never knew civilians were so delicate.”
Who’d believe that? Harry snorted. “Neither did I. But I just had a check up last week. Do I really need one more already?”
“Maybe this is your last checkup.”
Harry sighed. “I hope so. Shizune-san keeps making me come for checkups and it makes me wonder if there’s something wrong with me that she’s hiding.”
“I have to go to training as soon as I drop you off, though”
“I’m not a kid Naruto. I can handle a check up.”
xxxxx
Harry sat on the examination table and stared at the sterile room with a little trepidation. He turned around as the door opened.
“Harii, where’s Naruto?”
“Training.”’
“Ah! I see.” Shizune moved forward and stared prodding various points on Harry’s arms and back.
Harry sat patiently and tried to keep his mind occupied. After countless minutes of silence Harry said, “So is this the last check up?”
Shizune started. “Last?”
Harry shrugged. “There’s nothing really wrong with me, is there? I mean I know that it’s good to be cautious but I doubt weekly check ups are really necessary.”
Shizune just stared at him.
“I mean if I do feel something wrong, I could just ask Sakura for a check up.”
Shizune shook her head and turned serious. “It’s best to be safe. Since your chakra system is so unreliable…”
Harry sighed in annoyance.
“All right, remove your glasses,” the medic said.
Harry frowned but complied and blinked as the world became fuzzy. He flinched when cold fingertips prodded his face.
“Oh!”
“What?” Harry said, “Is something wrong?”
“No,” she sounded a bit out of breath. “Your eyes are very green.”
What does that have to do with anything?

HarryXTenten
Reparo. Harry threw the last weapon in to the large box with relief just as the first rays of the sun peeked in through his window. Izumo and Kotetsu didn’t bring this large box since they’re on a mission. So who did?
He yawned wearily as a polite set of knocks disturbed the quiet of his apartment. It’s too early for any sane person I know to be visiting.
He shuffled towards the main door and opened it a tiny fraction to find a teenage girl standing there looking impatient and rather surprised when she saw him.
“You’re the person who repairs weapons?”
Harry nodded and stifled a yawn.
“I left a box here last night, did you take it in? When will I get it back and how much do I have to pay?
Harry opened the door wider and motioned for her to come in. “I’m done with your stuff. The total cost comes up to something like 890 Ryo.”
“So little?” The girl asked in surprise as she examined the weapons in the box with a critical eye. “But you’ve done such a good job quickly.”
Just pay and leave already. Harry sighed when she stared at him with an odd expression. “What?”
“You’re not offering to lift the box!”
Harry stared at her incredulously. “Why should I? Aren’t you a ninja?”
The girl smiled. “Yes, I am!”
Be nice Harry, even if she’s the crazy one who caused the sleep deprivation with the large box of broken weapons. “Is there something else I can help you with?”
“Would it be ok if I came by in the evening and dropped off another box or so?”
“I’ll be going out so you can just leave your box at the front door like the last time,” Harry said absently.
“No!” The girl looked sheepish at her outburst and hastily added, “There are some valuable and rare weapons that you might not be familiar with. So I’ll have to explain…”
“Then don’t leave those weapons in the box. You can bring them here some other day.”
“But they’re really important weapons that I need soon and I’ll pay you double the amount…”
Harry shook his head, “I have a very important meeting to keep so you’ll have to take the weapons elsewhere if you need them urgently…”
“Who are you meeting with? I’m sure if I explained the situation…”
“Look…” Harry paused trying to remember the girl’s name.
“Tenten” The girl supplied.
“Right Tenten, I refuse to let work cut in to what little time I have to work on my relationship…”
“So you’re already taken? That doesn’t mean I’ll just give up!” She placed a wad of cash on the table and took her box. “Till next time Harii-kun!”
How did she know my name? Harry shook his head at the girl’s exist. And what was with that… ugh, never mind, I have to get ready to meet up with Naruto.

HarryXShikamaru
“Shikamaru, please tell me your dad wasn’t actually trying to set us up when he just left the game in the middle like that and told you to continue playing for him.”
“He wasn’t.”
Harry sighed in relief and lifted his cup of tea.
“He’s just following my mother’s plan.”
Harry choked on the mint tea in his mouth. “Your mother’s plan?”
“I told you she was the scary one.” Shikamaru moved a shogi piece forward. “She probably bribed him saying that you’d play shogi with him more often if we became an item.”
“How does that even make sense?” Harry said
Shikamaru just shrugged.
“Why are you so damn passive about this? Aren’t you annoyed that they’re trying to push you in to something.”
Shikamaru sighed. “Don’t be all troublesome about it. Just go with it for now, you wouldn’t have to do much”
“Seriously, stop acting so damn passive about it!”
xxxxx
By the door leading up to the porch a woman smiled in accomplishment. “Oh, they’re getting along quite nicely, don’t you think?”
Shikaku rolled his eyes and sighed in exasperation. “Yes dear, very nicely! I still don’t see why I had to give up my game. And at such a critical moment”
“Hah! I told you those two were meant for each other. Shame Harii is a boy, but even so he’ll make a wonderful addition to the family. I better contact the shrine…”

IzumoXHarryXKotetsu
“Where are you guys taking me?” Harry asked as he tried to gain his bearings.
“Remember that restaurant we were telling you about? The one that makes the awesome beef stew.” Izumo said.
“The really expensive one that you guys somehow manage to get for real cheap?” Harry followed them feeling confused.
Kotetsu nodded. “But since we get the beef for you too, the discount doesn’t really help out much anymore.”
“Oh! I don’t mind having to pay for my own share if you guys can’t…”
Izumo paused in his walking and turned back. “It’s not that we can’t. It’s just so much more fun to get a ridiculous discount.”
Harry frowned. Ridiculous discount?
“Anyway,” Kotetsu said and pulled Harry forward. “Let’s hurry. We have to catch her before she gets too busy.”
After a few turns and hurried walking, they reached a fancy looking restaurant.
“Wait a minute, what do you mean, get a discount?” Harry asked suddenly.
“Just play along, Harii,” Kotetsu said with a large grin and pulled Harry in to the restaurant.
“Oh you two are back alre…” the middle aged woman behind the counter paused and stared at Harry curiously. “Who is that?”
Izumo leaned forward with a wide smile. “He’s our new friend.”
The woman looked between all three faces and then concentrated on Harry’s arm with a slightly red face. Harry looked down and noticed her staring at the place where Kotetsu was holding on to his arm.
“I never thought you two would find someone else.”
“Neither did we,” Izumo said, moved closer to Harry and slung an arm across his shoulder. “But he just fits. Don’t you think?”
Harry gaped when the woman looked deliriously happy. “So that’s why your orders have gotten bigger. You should have brought him here sooner.” The woman giggled. “But I understand you wanting to keep him to yourselves.”
You’ve got to be kidding me! Harry twitched when Kotetsu’s chin settled on top of his head and sent the woman into another flurry of giggles.
“I’ll give you some extra servings. You’ll need the energy.” The woman disappeared from behind the counter with a red face.
Harry stretched his arms and elbowed both men viciously. “You morons! I can’t believe…ugh!” With an irritated sigh he hurried out of the restaurant.
“Nii-san!”
“Naruto?”  Harry smiled but twitched when he heard Izumo yell behind him.
“Harii, there’s no need for you to be so shy.”
“Yeah, if we licked you or something, we’d have gotten more food…” Kotetsu paused at the restaurant’s entrance and stared at Naruto with wide eyes.
Naruto narrowed his eyes. “Licked?”
Harry stayed silent even as Izumo and Kotetsu sent him pleading looks. They brought that on themselves.
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So there is my Valentine’s gift (of a sort) to you guys. 

Did you guys eat a lot of chocolate yesterday? I sure did and I was really high on sugar which didn't allow me to do any serious work. But enjoyable, none the less.

Polar

31 January 2011

Deleted Scene Episode 3

Warnings: Not edited- expect errors. Also I can't really clarify when this occurs in the AtO time-line.
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Kotetsu climbed the apartment building's stairs with an overwhelming sense of unease. Did something happen? He then shook his head. They're probably not even here. I'm just overreacting. But Izumo was supposed to be back with Harii an hour ago.
He knocked loudly.
“The door's open!”
Harii's home? Kotetsu frowned.  So Izumo didn't pick him up! Did he get called away or something?
Kotetsu opened the door and stared. Izumo was sprawled across the couch looking a bit green. “Izumo, what happened to you? And why are there so many bowls everywhere?”
Izumo gave him a pained look and shuffled deeper in to the couch.
“Kotetsu, come here! I want you to try this!”
Kotetsu walked in to the kitchen and frowned. “Is that ramen? Since when did you make ramen, Harii?"
"Since today morning!" Harii replied as he rolled out some dough meticulously and cut up long strings of noodles. Kotetsu watched him in awe. He's cutting them like a professional. No hesitation and such speed. And he only started making it today morning?
Kotetsu sat at the dining table and cleared his throat hesitatingly. "So why are you making so much ramen?"
Harii held up his hand motioning for him to wait for a few moments as he boiled the noodles carefully making sure to devote his complete attention to the task at hand. Kotetsu watched it with a slight sense of wariness. He looks way too serious.
"Here, try this for me, would you?" Harri said and put a steaming bowl of ramen on the table in front of him. Kotetsu inhaled the scent wafting up from the bowl and grinned. He split the chopsticks apart and grabbed some noodles.
As he lifted his chopsticks to his mouth, he noticed Harii staring at him. Kotetsu stared at his chopsticks suspiciously. "Is something wrong?"
Harii shook his head. "Just wanted to see an honest opinion of the first taste."
"Oh ok." Kotetsu shrugged and shoved the noodles in his mouth. He chewed once.
Twice.
And spit it out in disgust.
"Again?" Harii stared at the bowl in despair.
Kotetsu scrubbed at his tongue viciously as he watched Harii. "What do you mean again?"
"I've been trying since morning to make ramen from scratch that actually tastes good. I don't know what I'm doing wrong. It smells and looks fine, but as soon as you taste it..." Harii sat on the chair, slouched forward and slammed his head on the dining table.
Kotetsu frowned and stared at the bowl of ramen. "So just don't make ramen."
Harii looked up and glared at him. "I can't just give up."
"Why not? You cook other things just fine..." Kotetsu adjusted the bandages that ran across his nose. "Some of that is almost restaurant quality."
"But..." Harii sighed and stared at the bowl.
Kotetsu pushed the bowl away. "You should just stick to what you know."
"Maybe I just need more practice. I mean I just started today." Harii said.
"Don't you usually manage to make eatable food on the first try? Like that time you made that complicated soup from that recipe book?" Kotetsu tapped his fingers against the table top. "Hmm, that was good soup. You should make that instead of ramen. You've probably gotten better with that recipe now."
Harii groaned and slammed his head on to the table again. "Then why can't I make ramen? I followed the stupid instructions and everything..."
"Why is ramen so important anyway?"
Harii shrugged and glared at the bowl. "I guess I should throw that. You should check on Izumo. He said he was fine but he hasn't moved in a while..."
Kotetsu nodded and walked in to the living room. "Izumo? You all right?"
Izumo looked up. "Please tell me he's done."
"Yeah I guess. How many times did you..." Kotetsu said, keeping his voice low.
"Too many. I thought they needed more than one bite to get to the real taste."
"Why didn't you just tell him to stop?" Kotetsu wondered absently.
"He looked so earnest. I didn't want to..."
"Idiot." Kotetsu shook his head. "Do you need some stomach medicine?"
"I'll just sleep it off."
"Fine. See if I ever offer my help to you again."
"As if I'd want your help, moron." Izumo pushed himself to a seating position and promptly winced clutching his stomach. "I think I'll just stay here for a while."
"I wonder why he's so serious about making ramen. You can get those instant ramen packets." Kotetsu absently picked up a scrap of paper lying by the couch. Hmm, Harii draws?
Izumo said, his voice muffled by the couch. "Don't you know a special person of Harii's who loves ramen?"
"Special person? Harii has a girlfriend? When did this happen and why didn't you tell me this earlier?" Kotetsu leaned forward and smacked the back of Izumo's head.
"You moron!" Izumo glared at him. "Who said anything about a girlfriend?"
"So a boyfriend?" Kotetsu rubbed the bandage across his nose. "How surprising. Why didn’t he tell us?"
Izumo narrowed his eyes and shook his head. "Sometimes I really wonder if I should cut off your syrup supply. Obviously it's making you twice as stupid." He sighed loudly. "Kotetsu, which orange wearing person in Konoha loves ramen?"
Kotetsu oh-ed. "Naruto?"
"Yeah! How'd you even end up thinking of..."
"That's because you emphasised special someone. What am I supposed to think?" Kotetsu waved his hand in irritation.
"You’re an idiot! Were you planning on setting Harii up with someone or something?"
"No! Of course not! Who do I look like to you? Idiot-Isshin?"
"Errr..."
Kotetsu looked to the side to find Harii holding a cup and staring at them with an exasperated look. "Kotetsu, you shouldn't stress an invalid person."
"Who are you calling invalid!" Izumo groaned, fell back to the couch and muttered, “And whose fault do you think this is, anyway?”
Harii just shrugged and walked in to his plant room. I can’t believe he made that entire room a place for his plants. But before Kotetsu could say anything, Harii returned.
"Here you go. Drink that up." Harii pushed a cup of something in to Izumo's hands. Kotetsu gagged at the smell and Izumo's face took on a green-ish tinge.
"Are you trying to kill me, Harii?"
Harii gave Izumo an amused smirk. "I wonder if this is some common ninja weakness. Everyone is always wary of me giving them medicines just from the smell itself."
Kotetsu frowned. When did he give a ninja medicine? And who...
"Oh, go on." Harry pushed the cup insistently. “If you drink that, we’ll be able to go out to eat already.’
Izumo sniffed the concoction once again and groaned.
“And I’ll pay for anything you want to eat, even if it’s expensive,” Harry said. “Like maybe some food from, oh I don’t know… the very heavenly establishment of Kusaka’s.”
Kotetsu couldn’t smother his laughter fast enough as Izumo’s eyes widened. “How do you know about that? Kotetsu, did you tell him?”
Kotetsu huffed. “What? No!”
Harii grinned looking rather devious. “So the story about you getting drunk out of your mind and confessing your undying love to Kusaka’s chef just before you fell face first in to a pot of sauce was actually true?”
“You forgot the part where he broke five tables and a door in order to reach the chef in the first place,” Kotetsu said.
“Kotetsu! So you were the one who told him.” Izumo stood up but fell back with a grimace. He frowned, and downed the foul smelling liquid in his hand with one large gulp.
“Izumo, not that fast! You were supposed to wait till I got the water.” Harry ran to the kitchen.
Kotetsu snickered at Izumo’s disgusted expression. “So it does taste as bad as it smells.”
“Worse. I can’t believe he made me drink that useless…” Izumo stopped.
“Izumo? What happened?” Kotetsu asked feeling rather worried at the pause.
“I feel fine,” Izumo said and flexed his arm experimentally and stood up. “In fact, I feel better than ever. Even my arm is fine.”
“Your arm? You mean the one you strained from training last night.”
“Yeah.” Izumo looked up at him in surprise. “My whole body feels fine. Better actually.”
“From drinking the smelly herb drink?” Kotetsu whispered. Maybe Izumo’s delusional from all those fumes. No, he’s actually moving a lot smoother than before.
Izumo nodded just as Harry came back with a glass of water. “I’m going to have a talk with the apartment manager. Looks like something’s wrong with the hot water. Here, hope you don’t mind ice cold water.”
Izumo rolled his eyes. “I’m a ninja. Ice cold water is not the worst thing I’ve had to drink.”
Harii gave him a wry look. “Somehow I just know the medicine I gave you is one of the worst things you’ve had to drink.”
“Worst but the most helpful. My stomach-ache is long gone.” Izumo said and gulped down the water. “Where did you learn to make something like that?”
Harii tilted his head to the side and smiled. “I learnt to make it here in Konoha itself. I was reading up some stuff and decided to experiment with some old techniques. The thing I gave you is probably so weak it’s not all that useful…”
Not all that useful? But it made Izumo’s training pains vanish. Kotetsu felt a little faint and Izumo looked just as surprised. Just what the heck was he trying to recreate then? And where did he learn his old techniques.
Harii was still talking. “It’s a one time medicine right now. Take it too often and it gets useless.” He paused with an irritated look. “I still haven’t gotten the right formula for the stuff I have here. But enough of that! Since you’re all better let’s go out and eat. I want to see Kusaka’s chef.”
Izumo sputtered. “I thought you said we chose the place.”
Harii smiled. “I’m sure you’d love to go back there. Right Kotetsu?”
Kotetsu nodded. “Yeah.” Maybe we’ll find out some more when we’re eating. After all, everyone gets talkative with food.
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A/N: The 'gag' scene removed from chapter 11. Obviously I changed POV and re-wrote most of it- to make it more un-gag-like?  Still feels like something is missing from it, though.

Polar

23 January 2011

Requested Drabbles (Part 3)

Warnings: Not edited at all.
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5- Harry finds Jiraiya peeking into Hot springs (from Lanelle)
Merlin, not again! Harry swiveled around trying to gain his bearings. “Why aren’t there any bloody signs anywhere?”
He twitched when he heard an odd giggle from somewhere to his side. And someone has the gall to laugh at my misery! Why I ought to… Harry turned around searching for the unhelpful person. He frowned when he didn’t see anyone standing and staring at him.
Laughing at me and then hiding. Wonderful, now I’m even more irritated at this person.
Harry was about to leave in another direction when he heard the giggling start up again. He felt a muscle on his forehead twitch violently all of a sudden. On a sudden impulse, Harry followed the sounds of the giggles.
He passed by a few stalls, turned down some roads and crossed over a bridge. How in the world can someone be giggling this loud? Or have I suddenly managed to gain super-hearing?
He paused at the sudden increased in humidity and noticed a large sign that read, “Konoha’s Hot Springs
Hot springs? There’s one in the village? He ignored his thoughts as he heard the giggle once again. He walked around the main entrance and stopped when he caught sight of a white-haired man crouched by a wooden fence.
A man is giggling next to a fence? Harry shook his head and turned away from the sight. Obviously he’s one of those crazy drunk people. I just wasted my time…
Harry frowned when he caught sounds of muffled female talking. He turned back just as the man giggled and said, “Ohh, yes, yes, remove that towel and show Jiraiya-sama that wonderful young female body…”
He’s peeping. Harry felt scandalized. That no-good old man! How dare he? And why can’t the other people hear him? Harry looked around carefully, moved out of sight and made a discreet wand movement in the man’s direction. Sonorous.
It only took a second for the old man’s next giggle to be broadcast loudly and seemingly everywhere via the spell. Harry felt smug when voices from beyond the fence yelled, “Pervert!” and a few towel-clad women actually crashed through the fence with weapons drawn.
“JIRAIYA! So you were here after all.”
Harry turned around warily and found an irritated looking Hokage standing on of the roof of the building opposite the onsen and cracking a fist.
Harry murmured a soft Finite Incantatum and walked away. I’m sure the Hokage will deal with him appropriately. Hmm, although his name does sound familiar. Pft, it’s probably not important anyway. I better go back to searching for a way home.

6- Harry meets Gamabunta. (from Euphoretic)
Harry stared at the large sword in front of him.
“Well, are you backing out then, you scrawny tadpole?”
Harry rolled his eyes and looked up at the large orange toad. “If I lift this you’ll carry Naruto and me all the way to Snow Country and then back again without complaint.”
The large toad laughed and Naruto grabbed a hold of Harry’s sleeve. “Uh, nii-san maybe we should just…”
Harry scoffed. “Don’t be ridiculous. We need a vacation far away from these people here and we need to get there fast without tiring ourselves out. This is the best option.”
“But you can’t…” Naruto frowned as he looked at the sword.
“Can’t?”  Harry repeated.
“Even I can’t lift it. You’ll get injured trying to lift that. Then we won’t be able to have any sort of vacation because you’ll be in the hospital! We should just go the onsen village and…”
Harry smiled in amusement. “Naruto, you’re so naïve. I intend to get that free ride to snow country and some oversized sword isn’t going to stop me.”
“But…”
Harry moved forward and looked up at the toad. “So do you agree to my terms, Gamabunta-san?”
“Do you agree to mine?” Gamabunta said as he puffed on his pipe.
Harry rolled his eyes. “Yes! If I can’t lift up the sword I’ll buy you the super expensive sake from Moon country for the rest of my life.” He moved forward and examined the sword carefully. A combination of a levitation charm, a feather-light charm and a sticking charm maybe? But I need to get on higher ground and it’s not like I can climb on this toad…
Harry turned to Naruto. “Can you make some clones and stack them up? I need to reach the handle of the sword.”
Naruto just nodded with a wary look.
Gamabunta laughed loudly. “What good will that do I wonder? Such a persistent brat…”
Harry ignored the toad and climbed up on Naruto’s wobbly stack of clones until he reached the handle. With a few minutes of intense concentration and making sure his holstered wand tip made contact with the sword handle, Harry held on to the sword handle and lifted.
He smirked when Gamabunta’s pipe fell to the ground with a loud thump and crack and the Naruto clones yelled in excitement. “So Gamabunta-san, we’ll be leaving by this evening.”
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Hmm, not really all that funny I suppose and may be sort of predictable but it's the only thing that came to me at the prompts. My creativity seems to be at a low point right now.

Polar
P.S. Success! No Itachi-haunting in these drabbles. Now if only I could manage the same success with that idiotic oneshot.
P.P.S. Chapter 12 is progressing slowly...but don't expect it anytime soon.