Chilling violets

Chilling violets

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Itachi/Harry-52

Harry/Pein-29

Gaara/Harry-31

Harry/male Kyuubi-53

Harry/Kakashi-33

Harry/Harem -14

Harry/anko-15

Chapter five

It was a colder, harder, much more confident, sixteen-year-old Harry that leaped through the tree branches, with all the grace of a seasoned fighter. As he made his way to where his group said they wanted to meet up. So that they could go over what their newest mission was going to be.

Harry had been working with the group he was currently heading towards for almost half a year now. Ever since his old Sensei, Hiro, had introduced them to each other shortly before he had been taken down by a group of hunter nins. Ones that had found his sensei and attack him while Harry had been out getting them some supplies; making it so Harry hadn’t been able to help him.  

Something that still hurt Harry, and something that helped Harry loath the Mist village even more than he did after what he had learned about them his sensei. Something that was dimmed by the fact he had been able to get at least one of the Hunter nins that had taken down his sensei and show him in detail how much he had improved with his bloodlimit.

This group had been friends with Hiro, at one point in time, before they had all become missing nins in the first place, they had worked together in forming a coop against the leader of their former village. And therefor had become missing nins together upon failing to kill the Fourth Mizukage and stop his bloodlimit purge.

The leader of the group had even been one, of Hiro's former teammates when they had been Genins together. With another member of the group being the apprentice to said leader; though he often called himself the leader’s weapon instead of his apprentice.

Much to Harry's discomfort, even if he didn't really let it show to them; as he never could honestly understand why anyone would willingly give up their free will and become a weapon to some else; especially after he had fought so hard against become the same for a certain Headmaster. Their names were Zabuza and Haku, and currently they were working with two former chunins that also took part in the coop who called themselves the demon brothers.

At the moment the two former members of the group, Zabuza and Haku, were the only ones Harry would let himself get close to after Hiro's death. And that was more of a trusting to cover his back thing, instead of an actually liking them thing. Though he did respect them to a higher degree then he did anyone else.

This showed as they were the only two that knew not only what Harry looked like underneath his mask, hood and full body cloaking outfit. But they also knew just why he wore such an outfit in the first place. As well as why Harry did his best to not touch anyone's bare skin with his own bare skin; at least while not on a mission he did. To be short they were the only two still alive, besides Harry himself, who knew about his bloodlimit.

While anyone, and everyone else, that may join their group all thought Harry was both hideously scared as well as ashamed of how he now looked; which is why he covered himself so much. Well that and they also assumed from the way he acted around others that he was colder than the icy snow his hair color looked like; from what little bit of it they could see that is.

Speaking of his bloodlimit Harry still hadn't been able to fully turn it off; and that wasn't for the lack of trying either.  Hiro-Sensei had figured out that Harry would need the control of a high-level med-nin to be able to finally fully turn it off. And unfortunately, not even Hiro-sensei had had that amount of control. As he had a normal Jounin level of control which was at least a good three levels below that of the control Harry would need.

 So, he had no idea as to how to get Harry to the level of control that he would need to turn off his bloodlimit. Though for now Harry was at a good high level Jounin; something he had worked himself to blood and tears to get.

However, at the same time, with this Jounin level of control Harry was able to gain enough control over said bloodlimit that Harry's touch would no longer kill with constant exposer like it had done so when he was younger. At least not when Harry didn't want it to.

But sadly, because it wasn't fully turned off it still did have a small effect. By making it so his touch, while no longer deadly anymore, did make it so that the person he touch feel as if they suddenly got a slight cold, or had been given a small dose of poison; with longer touches being felt like a searing headache most of the time.

Making things just that more difficult for Harry and making it so Harry really never took off his gloves, or other clothing, in the presences of others because of this; mostly to be on the safe side of things.

Which was one of the reasons why Harry still wore a similar outfit to the one that Hiro-sensei had given him all those years ago. That and because they were the outfits his sensei had given him and he wore them as a small way to show his respect for said sensei. Though they were a bit more form fitting and dark green instead of dark purple. As he did want to hide and the loose purple clothing he had been wearing did make that harder; while the green blended easier into the trees he was usually in.

And the facial mask he had been wearing had changed as well, to one that was more of a half mask. One that worked as a filter against poisons and let him breath underwater; instead of the full facial porcelain mask it had been.

Both because the half mask was more helpful in the long run as it was able to do more things without risk of being knocked off, and two Harry just didn't like wearing the full one. Mainly because the full mask seemed to emphasize his new eyes; something Harry really didn't like; as well as the sheer heat those full masks could produce when worn for long periods of time.

Harry was brought back to the present and shaken out of his thoughts as he arrived at where the group, he was currently was in all agreed they were supposed to be meeting at. It was one of the few safe places that the group had. And was one that had several different protections on it in the form of seals; not to mention one that the group had insured was still safe not even a day ago to boot.

Only to find himself there alone as he had arrived a bit earlier then when they had originally planned to arrive at. Seeing this Harry decide with the bit of spare time he had he was going to get better prepared for whatever their mission was going to be.

After all he really had nothing else to do, and could always use more chakra control training as if he didn’t continuously train it his charka would quickly drop in level due to how wild it could be; something that wasn’t helped in the least bit by the fact his magic was intertwined with said chakra. Joining, twisting and turning around his chakra but not truly mixing but in small amounts; similar to oil and water. At least that was how it had felt to Harry once he learned to feel his own chakra.

Harry, after pushing both his chakra and magic out to sense if anyone was around, and sensing that there wasn't anyone around for a good five minutes, he took down his hood and removed his mask to get a good look at his nearby reflection before he got everything set up. Decide that before he actually started training he should check over everything first.

After all, while he did want to train he didn’t want to do so much that he tired himself out before the mission even began, his new group really wouldn’t like that. But at the same time he really wasn’t good at doing nothing, so review everything else would take up some of the free time he now had; starting first with his reflection; so he could be sure to cover it back up before anyone else got here.

In his reflection Harry didn't see any changes from the last time he looked at his reflection. No standing in the mirror was still the same sixteen-year-old ninja that had been in it not even a day ago. He still had a little longer the shoulder length white-icy blue hair; that was partially restrained by a ponytail and two side braids. As unlike what he had believed his hair had retained its more wild nature.

He still had those chilling violet eyes that creeped out most who saw them, though now he had a slight scar going through the right side of one of eyes; making it look even more menacing then it usually did. Something that had happened during a training accident where Harry was attempting to control his magic; near the beginning of his training with Hiro-Sensei.

 And Harry still had the same lean muscular built that screamed speed, yet strength the same time. Yet another thing he had similar to what it had been before he had been pulled through the portal to this world. Not to mention something he had worked himself through sweat, blood and even tears, to get as strong as it currently was.

Harry couldn't say he hated his reflection anymore, in fact in an odd way he had grown fond of his new looks, as they represented the new start he had gotten. Something Harry knew he would have never been able to get if he had stayed in the wizarding world; even if he hadn’t been attacked by those three in the end.

Though at the same time he did wish his eyes weren't as intimidating as they were, but then again it wasn't like his old emerald green eyes hadn't caused some people to stop in fright like his now violet ones did. But at least then he had the comfort of the fact those emerald green eyes had been the same as his mother’s; not so much now.

Still his looks were very eye catching and noticeable, which was another reason Harry took care to cover up; besides the main reason of his blood limit that is. Knowing this, and now he had spent a little more time than he had originally wanted to check over his reflection, Harry decided he need to get full back in to uniform before any of his group arrive. Even if he still hadn’t sensed anyone nearby for at least a good five minutes.

Knowing this Harry made sure to pull his hair back, putting it in a tight bun so it wouldn't fall back out and remain hidden, before pulling back up his hood and sliding his mask back in place. Making sure to do it in such a way that it wouldn't fall or be easily removed at a later time; just as he had been taught.

After that Harry decided that it was a good time to check over the weapons that he currently had on him. Not wanting to have a cracked or faulty weapon on him or during the upcoming missions. Especially since one of them, and his main weapon, was the sword Hiro had given him. Which his sensei had been training him with since he was eight years old; it was the sword he really never went anywhere without.

Then after seeing that it was in place, as well as being in good condition, keep in the best condition it could be in with a little help from his magic. Harry made sure that his wires, and secondary weapon were also in good shape as well. Wires which were stored inside his gloves, and which he had gotten, as well as trained in seriously, once he realized just what his touch did to other. Were also in good conditions; again, with a little extra help from his magic. Meaning they slide out of his gloves without any problem and were still razor sharp; both of which they were with no problems.

Once Harry finished check over his weapons and made sure everything he had on him was in place he decided that now he would do his best to work on his charka training, this time with a bit of meditating; at least until the others decided to arrive. Which if what he was still picking up was true would still be a bit longer.

Knowing this Harry leaped up to the ceiling of the building where they were meeting up in, using his chakra to stick to it, before going to a shadowed corner of said room. Then once in said shadow called up on his magic to cloak him even further from anyone's sight. Something that made even Hiro, who used to be known for his tracking abilities, have a very difficult time locating him.

Once this was done Harry began to do a meditation Hiro had taught him that let him channels his charka through him but still be aware of what was going around him at the same time; if anything it made him a little hyper aware about what was going on.

A good ten minutes later Harry quickly found out that his little hiding trick worked a little too well because after sense the rest of the group coming in Harry stopped his chakra exercise and waited for them to get there.

But it seemed that as soon as the rest of the group appear in the room; where none of them seemed to sense him. Hell, one of the demon brothers had looked right up where he was hiding before continuing to look right past him, not even realizing he was there.

Knowing this, and knowing if he just jumped down, or suddenly appeared, like part of him wanted to as a small prank, that he'd most likely get skewered but all the groups weapons. Just like how he would react if someone suddenly appeared right in front of him with no warning; especially when he thought there was no one else around him.

Knowing this and deciding to avoid the pain that would cause him, not to mention the likely death that would occur as well, Harry instead slowly started to unwind the magic he had on him, while slipping out the still open window; deciding to make it seem like he had arrived after the group below him did. Rather than risk making the jumpy missing nins mistake him for something like a hunter nin trying to get them.

It seemed that luck was on Harry's side for the moment because Harry was able to successfully pull of the plan he had just made, and now he was quietly talking with the rest of their group about their newest mission.

It was from some called Gato, but what exactly said mission was, Harry hadn't been informed of yet. Thought if the look on Haku's currently unmasked face meant anything he wasn't the only one who hadn’t been informed yet; though unlike him Haku didn’t seem to care that much. Obviously willing to follow Zabuza in any mission he chose to take; rather he had been informed of it or not.

Harry after he found exactly just what the mission was found himself slightly unsure if he wanted to join the others in taking it; before shaking his head. It was a mission that they needed, as they all were running really low in money, and as Hiro-Sensei had finally drilled into his head, there would be missions that you wouldn't like but you'd do then anyway

. Because if you didn't do them, then whoever was hiring you for the mission would pay someone else to do it and they may not be as quick as you would be, drawing out the pain of whoever the target was. Or worst they may assign a target on your back for refusing their mission to begin with.

So, knowing this, and knowing that the group really did need the money from the mission Harry didn't kick up a fuss about the mission. Seeing as he knew at least everyone in this group would make the bridge builders death quick instead of painfilled like Gato would most likely have liked it to be.