Favorites. Prequel

Favorites. Prequel: Which idiot summoned a demon?!

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Part 1. Chapter 1. The Call

Day 28, the month of the Goat, the year of the Horse of the 7th cycle of the era of Hidden Villages.

Lightning Country, Turtle Island, Bijuu Secret Temple

"Yes! Yes! Hurray! I can't believe it, Kira Bee! I could do it! Do you see? I could do it! Yoo-hoo! See how I can!" I was juggling with my new nine limbs, or rather the "handhands."

And at first I almost broke my whole head, not knowing how to adapt them to obey! I'm incredibly cool! And now, the main thing, after attracting the attention of Kira Bee, is not to screw up. So. A large stone cube. The cube is smaller. A truncated pyramid. A pair of Captain Yamato's pieces of wood and a headless statue, which Bijuu stole from the central hall of the temple. Carefully...

Oh pa!

And now we will put all these objects on top of each other...

"Well done, Naruto Uzumaki, you've mastered the Golden Veil of bijuu coolly," The jinchuuriki of the eight-tailed one praised me, and my sensei, as always, read enko a rap.

Yes! I did it! Now that the connection mode with the tailed one is mastered at the proper level, I don't crumble stones just by touching my chakra! It's so cool!

"Damn boy, you're using my power!" Kyubi growled hollowly in his inner world, pinned down by the torii.

I immediately find myself next to him, or rather, in this mode, part of my consciousness is always there, taking the chakra from the demon for the technique. I was angrily pierced with a hateful red-eyed gaze. However, it hasn't scared me for a long time. Probably since I met him at the age of twelve, when I came here during a time of mortal danger, and demanded strength so that we could survive. And I've seen a lot of hate-filled looks in my life since I was a kid.

My demon, Kyubi no Yoko, is a nine-tailed fox, sealed into me at birth by my parents, who passed away after that. So dear and as lonely as I am. I believe that one day I will be able to make friends with him, no matter how naive it may sound. Moreover, the example of Kira Bee is before my eyes: he is constantly with Gyuki-san, the eight-tailed octopus demon. They are friends and talk, and he is the only jinchuuriki who was able to cooperate with his demon, bijuu.

My furry one got very thin, because in order to master the fusion, I had to divide it into a "good" and a "bad" chakra. And since the fox demon, in fact, consists of a chakra, now, after the separation, it looks so shabby and as if it had been starving for a month. Yes, and I had to uncork him, pulling him out of a relatively spacious cage for that battle for supremacy.... Now his neck, back, paws and tails are pressed by thorns.

It's a pity, but what can you do if it is completely inadequate in its divided form because of the "bad" chakra bubbling in it. Pure hatred remained in him. And we have a war coming up, and because of that, I have to study in emergency mode. And to mock the creature that had been with me for all sixteen years of my life like that. But I am the "boy from the prophecy", I was predicted to change the world, so no one cares how and by what means I will change this world. It's either friendship with a demon, or saving the world....

I would have chosen everything together, but...

"I'm sorry," I touched his black, wet nose. "Not angry. You must admit, the Golden Cover mode is incredibly cool. Even Kira Bee can't do that. He can only use the first and second levels of biju transformations, but I got something else altogether. I remain myself and glow like the sun, but how much power overwhelms me, and I can make additional handhands from the chakra. You have a beautiful chakra, Kyubi. It's not so bad to be your jinchuuriki, despite all the disadvantages."

He just growled, and then he grinned angrily.

"What the?!"

A strange-looking huge, no, gigantic Fuin seal suddenly appeared in the black field of the inner world, glowing with red light. It was so big that I could sit on it, and the whole fox down to the tips of his nine tails.

"Naruto!" in the outside world, the same crap, but many times less, and only around me.

Captain Yamato and Kira Bee are running towards me, and then the darkness and the feeling of flying. I was ready to see the face of the Toad Sage or Teacher Fukasaku, or his wife Shima-san.: they always called me to Mount Myeboku at the wrong time for another prophecy, training, tasting a new dish made from beetle larvae — I need to emphasize.

But I was definitely not in the world of toads, with whom I signed a draft contract four years ago. The psychedelic colors of Myoboku with its mushrooms, giant burdocks, waterfalls made of shells and the pink-green sky could be recognized even when you were on the push in the house of the toad hermit. There were bright colors everywhere. And the place where I appeared feels more like the underground hideout of the late evil one, Orochimaru.

The strange fuin seal that appeared around me in my world continued to surround me, slightly highlighting the blackness of the stone walls. I know something about fuinjutsu, but it's going to break himself leg! There is not a single clear symbol or hieroglyph, and the geometry, similar to a nine-pointed star, is baffling. After this strange summoning, my concentration was disrupted, so the Golden Veil technique was interrupted, but it's for the best.

Fuck! Did the Akatsuki who started the war find some way to kidnap me? It's very, very bad. The bright glow of the seal began to decrease, and I noticed that there were also multicolored candles around, just at the corners of the rays of this "star" inscribed in a circle.

A figure began to approach me from the darkness. I tensed up. Is my abductor alone? What the fuck? Are the Akatsuki laughing at me?

"Kabuto? Idiot, don't you value your life?! I warned you that I would meet you again and I would definitely kill you!"

"And?" Kabuto rounded his mouth, staring at me from behind his round glasses. However, no. I got it wrong. This guy who came closer to the light is definitely not Yakushi Kabuto, even though he looks like Orochimaru's assistant.

"Oh... uh, I see that I got confused", I smiled broadly at the kidnapper, relaxing his guard. "You just look like someone I know. The same round glasses, height and build. However, his hair is lighter and longer than yours...."

The bespectacled man looked strange, he was standing with his head slightly bowed, frowning, as if he was listening attentively to the sound of my words.

"What a strange demonic language. Similar to our Chinese or Japanese..." finally, he gave out, it seems, saying this phrase in a foreign language, and, strangely, I did not sign the contract, but understood it.

"What? What kind of demonic language?" I was surprised to realize that I could speak this language too.

Unlike the tongue of toads, this does not hurt the cheeks, only it is somewhat unusual for the throat to pronounce certain sounds. Fukasaku-san told me that the conscription contract not only gives the right to summon warriors from their world, but also teaches the conscripted the language of people. When I was studying the art of the hermit on Mount Myoboku, I spoke to everyone in toad, as I was called there myself. It seems to be the same situation here. But I didn't sign any contract....

"The contract is signed with me," Kyubi chuckled from his inner world. "And you are an integral part of this agreement."

I was lost, not knowing what to say to such a setup from my furry henchman.

"Do you speak English?" The guy with round glasses distracted me from coming up with a decent answer to this red-haired asshole.

"It looks like it," I didn't deny it. "Can you enlighten me how I got here? And if you did it, then bring me back, we actually have a war coming up and I have to save the world."

"You too?!" The guy's eyes widened. "So you're not a demon? I actually summoned a demon...."

"What do you mean, "too"? And why would you want a demon? You can't handle him stupidly", I asked, appreciating his skinny figure, which didn't have a drop of chakra. And what does he hope for? To help the mythical Rikudo-sennin?

"I... I... I'm sorry..." the bespectacled man sniffled. "I have... My godfather died because of me.... He fell into the Arch of Death, and I thought... I wanted to save him. I wanted to get my only loved one out. And only a demon can do that. I found a grimoire in the Black library. And I decided to try it.... And then you showed up."

"Yeah," was all I could say.

I guess I understood this guy too well if there was a way to save Jiraiya.... If my godfather, teacher, and almost grandfather hadn't been definitely killed at Fukasaku-san, but had disappeared or fallen into another dimension, I probably would have also done everything possible and impossible to get him out. But I didn't like the name "Arch of Death" at all, but I don't know how to get back yet. And if Kuby said that he had signed a contract, then it means that I have to help this bespectacled man....

"Okay, don't be sad, man," I sighed. "Perhaps I can help you, since you've summoned me."

"Really?" He looked at me in surprise. "You're a Muggle.... I don't feel any magic in you..."

"We'll figure it out as we go along," I shrugged. I still didn't understand some of his words. "I am Naruto. Uzumaki Naruto, the Shinobi of Konoha— a village hidden in the Foliage, from the Land of Fire," I introduced myself.

"And I am... Harry Potter, a wizard from the city of London, the country of England. He graduated from the fifth year of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and transferred to the sixth," He held out his hand to shake mine.

Well, I got bored with adventures while I was learning to merge with Kuby on Turtle Island, I hope this mission will be interesting....

Part 1. Chapter 2. Who are wizards?

"So you moved me here somehow?" Following Harry Potter, I asked.

The room with candles turned out to be a basement, from which we climbed into a large but gloomy house. Gray light shone through the windows, which were covered with thick curtains. It smelled of dust and cobwebs. I hope it's early in the morning in the local world, otherwise I don't really want it to always be like this. The furniture was covered with gray rags. Harry sat down in an armchair, gesturing towards the sofa.

"Do you understand, Naruto... I'm a magician."

"Yes, you did, but I didn't understand the meaning of that word," I confessed. "Who are wizards?"

"These are people who can create magic.... Heck! I can't use my wand for the rest of the summer," he looked at me guiltily. "Kreacher!" Harry suddenly said loudly, and with a light pop, a half-naked, thin, bald mutant of very repulsive appearance appeared in front of us.

Big ears that practically hang on his shoulders, narrow eyes, a healthy hooked nose pressed into his face, as if he had been hit there with a brick. I've seen a lot of things in my life. I've been swallowed by everyone... I'm not squeamish at all. But this strange wrinkled, skinny dwarf caused a strange feeling of disgust until I looked into his eyes. Whoever he is, he's an old man, and old age must be respected, otherwise I knew a grandfather.... And despite his plain appearance, there was some hidden power in him. A summoning animal of a species unknown to me? Or not an animal?

"What does Master Harry want?" The creature screeched, not taking its eyes off me.

"Kreacher, bring us some food," Squinting at me, he muttered "master Harry," and the strange dwarf disappeared.

"Was that your magic?" I asked sourly.

Something is somehow not impressive, except for the phrase about food.

"And... weren't you afraid of him?.." this skinny wizard drawled in perplexity. "The first time I saw a house elf, I almost peed myself. And the way they appear and disappear. Weren't you impressed by that? However, it's strange that he didn't name you in any way, because he usually grumbles and calls everyone names. Only he started calling me "master Harry" after Sirius's death," he frowned.

Kreacher appeared in the same place. He was holding a tray with boxes on it, but I noticed the chopsticks right away.

"Chinese food?" Harry asked in surprise. "Although," he looked at me. "It's quite logical."

The boxes contained noodles with spices and meat. It's okay, you can eat. And from the surprised look of this wizard and the way everything was falling out of his hands, I realized that this was almost the first time he had eaten with chopsticks. It seems that this Kreacher decided to please me, not his master.

"Magic is the appearance of something out of nothing", Harry explained as we ate. "I have a magic wand that helps me do magic. Well... I'm still learning how to do it. There are different kinds of magic. Combat magic, protection from dark forces... There is transfiguration, which is when a table turns, for example, into a pig. There is coldomedicine... There are charms when, say, under their influence, a person falls asleep, or gets pimples, or laughs, or experiences pain and dies..." he became sad.

"So it's all about the wand?" I asked. "And without a wand, wizards can't use this very magic?"

"Well, yes, the wand is a converter of our magic", He scratched Harry's cheek. "One of the most effective ways to protect yourself is to knock the wand out of your hands with a spell. But there are also all kinds of potions that can work in any way. They can make you fall in love with someone, they can poison you, they can turn you into another person. And some adult wizards are capable of wandless magic... ah! Hermie said there was also mental magic. When they can read your thoughts or influence them," He rubbed the scar on his forehead.

"I see," I sighed. It seems that this world has its own ninjutsu, iryojutsu and genjutsu. He didn't say much about taijutsu or fuinjutsu.

"Is there magic in your world too?" Harry was surprised. "You're very calm. Have you been to other worlds before?"

"Well..." I scratched the back of my head. "If the world of talking toads counts, then yes, I have."

"The world of talking toads?" Harry's eyes, which turned out to be almost as green as Sakura's, doubled in size.

"Yeah... but you'd better tell me everything about your godfather who disappeared. So, the situation in the world, so that I can figure out how to help you."

"How old are you, Naruto?" Harry asked quietly.

"Turned sixteen recently."

"And I'll be sixteen in a month", He thought about it. "I'm an orphan. I lived in a closet under the stairs with my relatives until I was eleven, and when I was eleven I received a letter from Hogwarts saying that I was a wizard.... And then it turned out that I was famous, when I was just born, we had an Evil Wizard here, the Dark Lord, and people are still afraid to say his name out loud. He heard some kind of prophecy about me that I would kill him, and decided to kill me sooner." Harry rubbed his scar again.

"I was a year and a few months old when Voldemort killed my parents, and then he wanted to kill me, but something happened or went wrong and he died, and I still have this scar. After that, he tried to revive several times. I've been living under the yoke of this prophecy all my life. And I beat him every time. Last year, he came back, using me, my blood. He was reborn, and I told everyone about it, but no one believed me. They thought I was lying to get popular. They said in the papers that I'm the boy who lies. Only Headmaster Dumbledore believed it, and some of my friends, and my godfather Sirius. In this house, the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix was set up to fight the Dark Lord, who hid after his rebirth. This summer, my friends and I decided... to find the prophecy, because there were only rumors about it, and what everyone knew was incomplete. We made our way to the Ministry of Magic, and there the Death Eaters, Voldemort's servants, were already waiting for us. Anyway, there was a commotion, and Sirius, saving me, fell into the Arch of Death." Hurriedly, as if I was urging him on, he told me.

"I was returned to the Dursleys," the guy continued. "But the next day, I received a letter from the Black family's lawyer. It said that I was becoming the owner of this house. I was so annoyed with my relatives that I shouted out of desperation, remembering about this brownie, which also passed to me by inheritance. And he came. Elves are very powerful magical creatures. Kreacher brought me here, and he looked away from my relatives, as if I were still with them, but I was being punished and was sitting in my room until the end of the summer.

Harry paused, pursing his lips.

"It turned out that the house was closed to outsiders after the death of the owner. I wanted peace and quiet and to think about everything.... That's why I didn't tell anyone that I was here. My friends... they have their own lives in the summer, but it's like everyone forgets about me. I don't know how to explain it. And then I found the Black Library and that grimoire.... And he called you."

"So how long has it been since your godfather fell through the Arch of Death?" I asked.

"Twelve days," the guy paled noticeably.

"Hey, what's the matter with you?" I was surprised by his reaction.

"I'm sorry, Naruto, I'm a fool..." he lowered his head. "I completely forgot that in the world of magic, nothing happens for nothing. I'm still a bit of a Muggle. It didn't occur to me that as soon as I received the letter from the lawyer, it meant that magic had declared Sirius dead.... And that means it's true. He really died there."

"In my world, it's believed that if you protect the people you care about, you can die for it", I said, not knowing how to comfort him. A grown-up guy, but he's snotting like he's going to burst into tears right now.

"But still, I would like to take a look at this Arch of Death." You can send my clone there to find out exactly.

"A c-clone?" That wizard was staring at me again.

"Well, yes, or several," I nodded. He looked at me so incredulously that I wanted to make fun of him. Anyway, he's got a melancholy feeling here, it's sickening to watch.

"Kage-bunshin-sexy-no-jutsu!" I created three girls, but taking pity on a guy who was going through the death of his godfather, I didn't show them naked. And it's inconvenient in front of their prototypes. However, only Ino remained without any special changes, this blonde has everything in a bun, and her hair is long, pinned in a high ponytail, and her body is quite open and appetizing. I "changed" Hinata into a short tank top and shorts, otherwise she is always in some kind of baggy closed clothes, as if she is freezing in our subtropical climate. As it is, the princess of the Hyuga clan has excellent breasts, and despite her eerily colorless eyes, she is a pretty, aristocratic brunette with her hair down to her waist. I made Sakura's breasts a little bigger, she still can't see, so you can fantasize. And he returned her short pink hair to shoulder-length, as in childhood.

Oh, girls, it's a sight...

"Hello," Ino winked, immediately starting to "process" the wizard. In this, our beauty has no equal among the kunoichi. I remember how she kept trying to seduce Uchiha Sasuke, and she wasn't even twelve.... She'll bare her shoulder, then let her hair down, and her blue eyes are very shameless. But can you really beat this Sharingan avenger... Oh, I'm getting nostalgic....

After I returned to Konoha, Ino immediately lassoed me.... We had a good time. I also showed her a couple of "tricks". After a three-year journey with a pervert godfather, Jiraiya was able to pleasantly surprise. He he...

"N-Naruto?" poor Harry started stuttering and blushing, he looked from one girl to another.

"You can touch them. My clones are very strong, as long as you don't injure a vital organ, they won't disappear."

"Nice to meet you, Harry Potter, I am Haruno Sakura, kunoichi and ninja medic, I love kittens and Sasuke. And also, for the fact that you don't like something about my appearance, I can punch you so hard that I'll crack your stupid head, Naruto!" It's very similar to Sakura, said the clone, emitting serious Harun yaks*. (Yaki — perceived emanations of anger, thirst for murder. Literally "unclean spirit"/"embittered soul".)

"It sent shivers down my spine. Damn, why did I make Sakura?" You're very beautiful, Sakura," Harry timidly reassured the clone.

"What?! Look at her carefully, bespectacled," Ino, who immediately stepped out of the seductress's image, declared. "She's got a big head! And her breasts are really flat, like a board, Naruto fixed her buffers."

I interrupted the harem technique before the fight started. Clones, when they and I don't give a damn, sometimes behave inappropriately.

"Impressive," Harry managed to say.

"They're not always like that," I consoled him. "I have a few girlfriends... well, anyway... When there is a specific task, they are serious."

"Wait a minute..." he frowned, rubbing his scar on his forehead again. "That girl with the pink hair, she said she was a ninja!"

"Yeah. I've already told you that I'm a Shinobi."

"So a shinobi is a ninja?" Harry asked for some reason.

"Yes".

"We, more precisely, Muggles, that is, ordinary people, as their wizards call them, also have ninjas, they were once in the East a long time ago. These are masked people who throw throwing stars and kill other people, and they also fight well, both with swords and with the help of such sticks on a chain, I forget what they are called."

"Such "stars"?" I took out a shuriken from my pouch, which Harry picked up, studied it carefully and cut himself on the tip. He hissed, and then stuck his finger in his mouth.

"Are you a fool?" I asked. "What if there was poison in there? Many ninjas lubricate their weapons with poison, and you cut yourself on it, and even licked it to the pile."

The green eyes under the glasses became like those of a beaten dog, and the face acquired a slightly bluish tinge. When I was twelve, our captain also "made fun" of me after being wounded, and I'll never forget how scared I was then. But on the other hand, I remembered the safety rules for the rest of my life... and he tried not to expose himself anymore.

Okay, relax the rolls, there was no poison there," I took pity. It seems that despite the fact that the locals have something like a chakra here, but apparently they really rely on their wands. And in general, judging by Harry, they behave like civilians. Or is it just this boy who-must-beat-everyone who is so impressionable?