Author: M-Lyria PM
Kushina never died. She had taken her son and eventually her nephew to a farm in the english countryside. But trouble stirs, and not only at Hogwarts Naruto and Harry go to. Someone from Kushina's past has asked for a little problem to be solved... HIATUS - and probably will rewrite.Rated: Fiction T - English - Chapters: 10 - Words: 17,086 - Reviews: 54 - Favs: 110 - Follows: 142 - Updated: 02-14-12 - Published: 04-03-10 - id: 5865669
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This is just a weird idea that stuck itself in my head and wouldn't go away till I wrote it down.
It's a crossover between Naruto and Harry Potter…. And a weird one, I think… ah who knows. Judge it yourself ey!
Kushina stood between the rows of Shinobi standing a little away from Konoha, her red hair blowing in the wind. It had been in a hair tie, but it got cut in the beginning of the battle. Now it flowed freely without restraint. Her clothes weren't in a better condition than her hair tie. They were tattered and blood was everywhere. Her hitai-ate was unscarred however.
In front of her growled and stamped the Kyuubi and a few Konoha Shinobi dancing around it. The Shinobi around her were in definite need of a doctor, she had collected a few wounds herself. But everyone still stood tall and she jumped in the fray again, collecting more wounds, considered fatal even by Shinobi standards.
They were all saved as the Yondaime summoned Gamabunta and took the Kyuubi's soul. Yondaime died as penalty though, it grieved many. The soul of the Kyuubi was sealed in a little boy, Kushina's and Minato's own son, Naruto.
Now there wasn't any imminent threat many Shinobi collapsed from severe blood-loss or supposed to be fatal wounds, some even died on the spot, without the adrenaline to support them. Others sat down, not really trusting their feet anymore. The medics were going to have their hands full.
Every not life-threateningly wounded Shinobi carried the fainted, dead and otherwise unable to move Shinobi to the quickly filling Konoha hospital. There it was an organized chaos. Though it was a hospital, not one medical ninja was in sight. Civilians who went down from the caves were giving directions as to where everyone was to be laid. The Shinobi carrying the wounded and the dead went in and out of the hospital in continuous streams. As I said, organized chaos.
It was dead quiet in Kushina's room however. She lay there in hospital clothes, eyes closed and might very well be dead already, if not for the machine that read her heartbeat. A medical ninja stepped out of the room into the hallway, where a few anxious Shinobi were waiting, among them the third Hokage. The medic shook his head. "She is going to die, it is only a matter of time."
"Can we see her?"
The medic nodded and moved out of the way. "Go on in. She can't hear you though." Those present nodded and went past the medic entering the room. Two immediately went out again, not being able to stand seeing her like that. The others sat on the desk, chairs and other means of seating, and told the near-dead Kushina who they all lost and some random things. When it neared evening again, they all went away, after silently saying their last goodbyes.
That night Kushina opened her eyes and wearily looked around her. The white walls, ceiling and sheets looked vaguely familiar. As did the voices she kept hearing in her state of unconsciousness. She blinked once and slowly remembered where and who she was. Steadily tears began falling from her eyes.
She sat there for half an hour before she moved again. Kushina threw off the sheets and slowly stood up. She staggered a bit, but soon she stood securely on the ground. She looked at her sheets and slowly an idea formed in her mind.
She would get away, away with her son. Where? Her sister perhaps…
She formed a few complex handseals and after a little smoke a complete clone stood in front of her. The clone could be touched, hit, slashed, whatever you can think off and not go away. It was a true clone. A clone which would soon die.
The clone Kushina lay down in the bed and Kushina draped the sheets over her. She then transferred all the medical things that were attached to her body in one swift move to the clones' body. She stared for a minute, watching the heartbeat slow down to near none, before she opened the window and jumped out. Behind her the alarms of a heartbeat stopping were sounding, signaling her clone had died. And for Konoha, Kushina had died.
Kushina moved silently through the night, to where she knew her son was. She gently picked him up from his bed, if you could call it that and moved out of Konoha avoiding the watch posts spread throughout the village.
Outside she disappeared into the night, a child with sun yellow hair in her arms.
Lily played with her newborn son in her bed in her home in Godric's hollow. James, her husband, sat beside her and conjured up some lightshow with his wand. Despite the fact that they were in hiding, the little family was happy.
But even little moments of happiness are destined to be interrupted it seems.
A soft knock on their front door made James and Lily look up from their son. They looked at each other, before James nodded to Lily and took off to the front door.
"Be careful James!"
James merely lifted his hand to show he had heard and descended the stairs. With his wand out he opened the front door, only to see not their enemy was in front of it, but a severely injured woman holding a child. James could barely register what he saw before the woman fell down and he had to catch her. She still held the little child safely in her arms.
James picked her up and carried her inside. Absently he noted she looked a lot like his wife, Lily.
"James? Are you alright?"
James laid the unknown woman on the couch. "I am, I'm not so sure about our visitor."
A few stumbling, grumbling, shrieking and apologizing sounds were soon heard from upstairs. James grinned; Lily was being clumsy again in her haste. Soon enough Lily came descending the stairs little Harry in her arms. She looked worried and her eyes sped around the room, until she saw the figure on the couch. She frowned and walked over.
The woman still held her child in a death-grip, but that wasn't what attracted Lily's attention. She seemed… familiar to her somehow. Lily looked at her husband quizzically.
"How could she find us?"
James merely shrugged, before getting an angry stare from his wife. He scratched his head. "Perhaps Peter told her?" Lily glanced at the woman again. "Perhaps…" She edged closer and narrowed her eyes. "Wait… Leyla?"
The woman groaned in response and opened her eyes. She blinked a few times and released her death-grip on her child. She smiled painfully. "Made…It…Lily." Leyla closed her eyes again and soon her breathing steadied.
Lily frowned and put little Harry down. He immediately went to his father and clung to his leg. James looked at Lily. "James… We have a guest room don't we?" James merely nodded, wondering where this was going. Lily whirled around. "Well, pick her up then!" James hurriedly did as he was told. Lily took her sisters little child in her arms and carried him after James.
The guestroom was a blank room; no decoration at all. There was only a bed, a drawer and a closet. James carefully laid Leyla down on the bed and Lily put the little child next to her. Before they could do anything more, there was a knock on the door again.
James sighed and went to get to the door. They were popular this evening. Lily picked up her son and pulled up a chair next to the bed, all the while wondering why her sister had come back again.
"James, good to see you!"
"Is that any way to greet – is that blood?"
Lily could hear James sigh; she could nearly see Sirius with his face nearly glued to the bloodstains on James' clothing.
"It's not mine, nor Lily's."
Soon the two, or more Sirius, came charging into the room. James followed a little slower. Sirius stopped next to Lily and looked at Leyla laying in bed.
"Is that… Leyla? Your sister, Lily?"
"You recognize her?"
"How could I not, after all she pranked me lots of times. What happened?"
"Now that you mention it…"
"Stay focused James", Lily scolded him. To Sirius she said, "We don't know. She knocked on the door a little earlier in this state." Sirius frowned. "Well, that surely is strange. Who's the kid?"
"Hers I suppose. I knew she had married", Lily said slowly, "but…" Lily shook her head, causing little Harry to try and grab her hair. She smiled down to him, as did the two males.
"Well, we'll find out as soon as she wakes up!"
Lily and James looked at Sirius. "We? Oh no Sirius, shoo!"
Sirius feigned looking hurt. "Come on!"
Lily shook her head resolute and James looked a little helpless. In the end, Sirius had to leave, else he would be, literally, kicked out.
Rumors would spread throughout Konoha the next morning, about when Kushina had died, that same night the fox child disappeared too.
At the same time but in another place, stories would spread that the long lost sister of Lily, Leyla had come back again injured badly and with a child.
And that was it!
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