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Not Quite the Way they Planned by Hyuuga Akira

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Story notes: I am not a reliable updater, please enjoy anyway. :)
Chapter notes: Disclaimer: Copyright not me. Yup

Warning: Umm... nothing. Wow. Actually theres a little slightly bad language and OOCness does that count?

Thanks: To my darling, LunaKyria without whom nothing would ever be written and I'd be a bounding mess of half-formed plot bunnies.
Prologue

Old Books, Strong Chains and the Beginning


Sirius was going stir crazy. It was bad enough he was cooped up in a house, on the run from the law after escaping being wrongly incarcerated within the terrifying wizard prison Azkaban, but the house he was cooped up in… well. His childhood home, Number 12 Grimmauld Place, was about as comforting as Azkaban – except the Black house had a worse paint job.

The rest of the order members were out in the world, doing useful things that would eventually aid in the downfall of the Dark Lord, and Sirius was frustrated that he had to sit in his house, bored and useless like a house elf whose master was obsessive with cleaning charms.

It had helped a little when, not long into the summer holidays, his godson Harry and his friends Ron, Hermione had moved in to stay with the rest of the order for their safety. The three couldn't leave either so at least the last Black wasn't alone anymore.

Now, however, they'd been stuck in the house for four and a half weeks and the novelty of having company was wearing off. The boys were just as openly bored as Sirius, and the older man swore he saw Hermione sigh and pull at her hair when she thought no one noticed every now and then, as though she might actually be sick of pouring over books every minute of the day.

The dark haired man was interrupted in his musings by a loud crash from the hallway. Pulling himself lethargically out of his large armchair he'd been sitting in he followed the noise to find the cause of the commotion.

"Ronald!" Hermione scolded, bending down to collect the multitude of fallen books, "Honestly, you can't just watch where you're going? It's not like there's a huge crowd for you to be jostled by!"

"Sorry," the red head replied, muttering to his shoes as his face tinged with pink. He too leaned down and began picking up any items that had been dropped near him.

"Hey, what's that?" Harry's voice rang out curiously from behind his best friend Ron as he made his way up the stairs to where the other occupants of the house were standing. Sirius - who had wondered out of his study to witness the collision if the teenagers on the landing - followed his godson's gaze to find a thick, old tome with an intricate Celtic-looking cover.

Hermione glanced over to the object of their curiosity and avoided all of their gazes, Ron's now included, as she answered the question as though the books at her feet had inquired.

"Oh, that..." she paused for a long while, rearranging her already gathered pile of belongings, "That's just an old book I've been trying to translate from ancient runes," she said finally, before adding, "I need to keep up my study over the summer, you know."

She was telling the truth, but all of the wizards felt as though there was something she was leaving out. Sirius looked at her inquiringly.

"So, what have you translated so far?" he queried.

"Oh, nothing really, just boring old-"

"Blimey! Check this out!" Ron interrupted, having snatched the book up while Hermione had been avoiding looking at them. He stared wide-eyed at the page he'd flipped open to, the lines and squiggles of the nonsensical text translated and annotated in Hermione's neat hand-writing beneath the volume's title.

Turning the book slightly to give Harry and Sirius a look, Ron began to read the translated version out loud.

Hermione sighed, preparing herself for her friends' reactions.

"Demonology - a wizard's guide to demons and their summoning."

Ron was still staring in shock, and awe, at the words he'd read out. Harry looked excited. Sirius looked calculating.

"Look," the only witch in the group began, looking around at the others with a serious expression on her face, "I didn't want to tell you guys about this becau-"

"So, wait," Sirius interrupted, "You mean, normal wizards can summon demons?"

"Well, according to this text, yes. But-"

She didn't get to finish her sensible statement before she was cut off by excited chattering.

"This is bloody brilliant!" Ron burst out; face lighting up in a grin.

"Yeah!" Harry agreed, expression matching the red head's, "We'll beat Voldemort for sure with a demon on our side!"

"We'll show the rest of the Order we can do something useful!" chimed in Sirius, the supposed 'adult'.

The boys all nodded in agreement, sharing huge smiles, before all three turned pleading eyes on Hermione.

"'Mione," Harry said, looking at her with a serious expression, "You know that our only chance against Voldemort is if we've got something unexpected on our side. This could be it!"

"And it would be all thanks to your study and translation." Sirius added, hoping to appeal to her academic side.

She still looked reluctant.

"Any wizard could summon a demon, but most don't, not just because of the fact that all the texts are in ancient languages, but also because the spells are difficult and there's a load of long rituals to do. Basically, only desperate people try it," she stated, attempting to deter them from their decision.

"Hermione," Sirius said dark eyes sombre, "I don't know about you, but I want to do something to get rid of the Dark Lord. Not just sit around and wait for bastards like Snape to betray us."

They really were determined, she realized.

Knowing that even if she didn't help them they'd try to do the summoning anyway, the bushy-haired girl sighed heavily.

"Look, fine," she said, glaring, "but you have to listen to me and give me time to translate and research. And help me with it too."

"Brilliant 'Mione, you're a goddess!" Ron exclaimed, making her blush a little at the honesty in his voice.

"Let's make it a surprise for the others," Sirius said, sure that at least one of the 'responsible' adults would prevent them from completing their plan, "it can be our little secret!"

The three wizards grinned at each other, and Hermione couldn't help but smile a little herself. Sirius was right; at least they'd finally be doing something.




  • Uchiha Sasuke understood that he hadn't exactly racked up a whole lot of good karma. He was well known for his intelligence, although even if he'd been a complete dunce the fact remained, with the things he'd done, he'd probably earned himself enough bad karma to last himself several lifetimes. Because of this, the dark haired seventeen-year-old couldn't help but constantly feel as though this was the fates cruel and twisted way of paying him back.

    "Quit staring, ya bastard! It's creepy."

    Said punishment, more commonly known as Naruto the Knucklehead Ninja, grumbled at him from where the blonde had been sleeping.

    Rolling over, Naruto stretched his limbs out, lightly pulling on the chain that link the two shinobi's arms.

    Yes, that was right. He, Uchiha Sasuke was chained to his self-proclaimed rival and (though he'd never tell the idiot) best friend Uzumaki Naruto.

    And they weren't just normal chains. No, these chains were not only chakra enforced, they were enforced with the Fifth Hokage, Lady Tsunade's chakra. Although, thanks to the strength of her power, it allowed the boys some flexibility with the chain length and elasticity, it also meant that any attempt to break the chain and the intimidating, big breasted women would know. Immediately. Which was a scary thought, really. That woman could probably even scare Itachi with her motherly anger, Sasuke mused.

    Of course, they hadn't been chained together - and by their village leader herself, no less - as a practical joke.

    Sasuke supposed he really should be glad for the chain. It was like an umbilical cord. After all, the man - teenager, technically - attached to the other end of it was probably the only reason he was alive. Or at the very least the only reason he wasn't on the run from the ANBU Black Ops.

    It was well known that the youngest, and only remaining, Uchiha had betrayed his village by joining Orochimaru, the most insane of the legendary three ninja. He'd gathered a lot of power and knowledge by training under the snake man, but he'd lost something. A part of his humanity, perhaps.

    Knowing that Orochimaru planned to use his body as a vessel, Sasuke had defeated the madman once he became strong enough and left to take his vengeance on his brother - the slaughterer of his clan.

    Fighting, and eventually killing, Itachi had ended a long journey. The Uchiha had been lost, unable to comprehend his life as anything other than a self proclaimed 'Avenger'. He lost his purpose.

    But throughout the whole time, his team mate - and friend, though once again he was loath to admit it - Naruto, from the leaf village had never given up on finding him.

    And Naruto had become very strong, mastering the Fourth's jutsu, the Rasengan and learning to control the demonic chakra of the Kyuubi that he housed.

    When the energetic and determined blonde found Sasuke, the dark haired teen had just killed his brother and was lost, confused and angry. They fought, tooth and nail, until Naruto looking half-dead finally managed to drag Sasuke's bruised and bleeding form back to Konoha.

    Thrilled as Naruto, Sakura and Kakashi were to have their commrade back, the rest of the village, however, wasn't too excited.

    Uchiha Sasuke was an unranked (though presumed A or S class) missing nin. And while there were those who wished to preserve the Uchiha blood line, there were many who pushed for his immediate execution.

    The solution the Hokage came up with was a one year long probation period, followed by a retrial.

    ANBU guards were wasted on surveillance for a whole year, and Chuunins couldn't hope to guard a ninja of the Uchiha's level. Tsunade also said something about wanting Sasuke to 'integrate into society' and so, it was decided that Naruto was to be his guard and in order to prevent escape they would be chained together.

    Which was how they'd been for the past three and a half months.

    At first it'd been strange, not to mention incredibly awkward - especially for Sasuke who was used to people giving him a wide berth from either fear (other ninja) or awe (fan girls). However, they'd fallen into a routine and, though the hyperactive blonde shinobi was a total idiot, the withdrawn teenager found he was actually content with his life at that moment. Not that he'd ever admit it. On pain of death via rabid fan girls.

    "- have ramen for dinner!"

    As soon as he heard the word 'ramen', Sasuke pulled himself back into the present and grunted out a 'no'.

    Naruto scowled at the stoic man he'd fought so hard for. The jerk probably hadn't even been listening as Naruto had gone through what he planned to do (and drag Sasuke to do) today. In fact it looked like the other teen had been pretty much zoned out the whole time Naruto had been getting dressed and talking.

    "C'mon, get dressed you Uchiha bastard," the Kyuubi container said, grinning as though he was the fox he hosted, "I wanna go train! And when I kick your arse you gotta buy me ramen!"

    Sasuke glared at the idiot for good measure, but quietly did as he said, secretly looking forward to sparring with the other shinobi. He supposed, considering what he deserved, being chained to Uzumaki Naruto wasn't the worst that could have happen.
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