The Lord of Shadows Arc: Apocrypha
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
6
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2,976
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5
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Backstory 1: Yahiko Takaeda
First of the backstories. Enjoy!
Yahiko's Tale
Just Before Hanami
Neo Tokyo was, for once in its history, not under attack, nor about to explode, nor were any other disasters waiting to happen. The skies were a clear blue, with puffy white clouds, and the soft warm breezes blew gently through the budding cherry trees.
In the third garden of the Kootoogakkoo-- the High School-- the boy sitting by the bamboo fountain sighed in response to the summons of his classmate, annoyed that his kendo practice had been interrupted.
{What is it, Tzuki-chan? Another spider?}
{Oh, no, Kuma-sensei asked me to find you. He said you should come to his office, that it was important!}
The boy scowled, wishing that the hyperactive girl would leave him alone, now that she'd delivered the message. But no, she'd decided she needed to escort him all the way to the office, chattering inanely the whole time. Another hopeless attempt to catch his attention by being like everyone else. Tch.
They finally reached Kuma-sensei's office, and the annoying twit had the sense to leave. Sighing again, he slid open the door. {You wished to see me, Kuma-sensei?}
But to his surprise, his teacher said nothing, merely motioning to another in the room. {I'll let you two discuss what you need to discuss.} He then bowed and left.
The boy turned back to the other figure, squinting through the morning shadows. He gasped. {Otoosan!} He bowed respectfully to his father.
"I am glad to see you too, son. But, English for now, as you should be practicing. . ."
"Practicing, Father? For what?" The boy was obedient to his father's request, but still curious.
The older man smiled. "You will be going to America this summer, and then in the fall, you will be going to Hogwarts Academy in Britain. So, practice. . ."
The boy nodded, thinking swiftly. "We've had nothing in America since that day when we lost all our work. . ."
"So we thought. . ." The older man nodded. "But we were wrong. First of all, number three still exists, and has been working this whole time. Second. . . Harry Potter and some of his friends will be visiting that country this summer. It is vital that you get to know him-- there are things you must teach him if he is to survive long enough to fulfill all our hopes."
The boy's eyes widened. "Number Three? Trinity. . . is alive? And Harry Potter? But father, what could I teach him? And what does Trinity have to do with Potter-san?"
"It was Trinity who contacted us, on behalf of the US government. She will be the American representative next year at Hogwarts, as you will be the Japanese. She believes that Potter-san and his companions could benefit from lessons in ki-control, as well as armed and un-armed combat, which are your particular strengths. Along with being one of the few people in the world who could help Trinity-san if she needed technical support. I, that is, we, think this is a good idea. Moreover, you would make an excellent bodyguard, something he may need as well."
The boy thought furiously. A whole year away from home, responsible for teaching a young man to become a weapon. And on top of that, to be a yojimbo, a bodyguard! It was an incredible honor, and a grave responsibility.
"It is your choice," his father murmured.
The boy nodded his head. "I will not dishonor the family, nor our people. I will go."
The old man nodded. "Then you will go as Yahiko Takaeda, teacher and bodyguard to the Coven. You must not fail in this, son. If Potter-san falls, Britain falls. And if Britain falls, the world falls."
The boy, now called Yahiko Takaeda, bowed once more, for there was nothing more to say. Outside, a young cherry bud opened into the first bloom of the season.
Yahiko's Tale
Just Before Hanami
Neo Tokyo was, for once in its history, not under attack, nor about to explode, nor were any other disasters waiting to happen. The skies were a clear blue, with puffy white clouds, and the soft warm breezes blew gently through the budding cherry trees.
In the third garden of the Kootoogakkoo-- the High School-- the boy sitting by the bamboo fountain sighed in response to the summons of his classmate, annoyed that his kendo practice had been interrupted.
{What is it, Tzuki-chan? Another spider?}
{Oh, no, Kuma-sensei asked me to find you. He said you should come to his office, that it was important!}
The boy scowled, wishing that the hyperactive girl would leave him alone, now that she'd delivered the message. But no, she'd decided she needed to escort him all the way to the office, chattering inanely the whole time. Another hopeless attempt to catch his attention by being like everyone else. Tch.
They finally reached Kuma-sensei's office, and the annoying twit had the sense to leave. Sighing again, he slid open the door. {You wished to see me, Kuma-sensei?}
But to his surprise, his teacher said nothing, merely motioning to another in the room. {I'll let you two discuss what you need to discuss.} He then bowed and left.
The boy turned back to the other figure, squinting through the morning shadows. He gasped. {Otoosan!} He bowed respectfully to his father.
"I am glad to see you too, son. But, English for now, as you should be practicing. . ."
"Practicing, Father? For what?" The boy was obedient to his father's request, but still curious.
The older man smiled. "You will be going to America this summer, and then in the fall, you will be going to Hogwarts Academy in Britain. So, practice. . ."
The boy nodded, thinking swiftly. "We've had nothing in America since that day when we lost all our work. . ."
"So we thought. . ." The older man nodded. "But we were wrong. First of all, number three still exists, and has been working this whole time. Second. . . Harry Potter and some of his friends will be visiting that country this summer. It is vital that you get to know him-- there are things you must teach him if he is to survive long enough to fulfill all our hopes."
The boy's eyes widened. "Number Three? Trinity. . . is alive? And Harry Potter? But father, what could I teach him? And what does Trinity have to do with Potter-san?"
"It was Trinity who contacted us, on behalf of the US government. She will be the American representative next year at Hogwarts, as you will be the Japanese. She believes that Potter-san and his companions could benefit from lessons in ki-control, as well as armed and un-armed combat, which are your particular strengths. Along with being one of the few people in the world who could help Trinity-san if she needed technical support. I, that is, we, think this is a good idea. Moreover, you would make an excellent bodyguard, something he may need as well."
The boy thought furiously. A whole year away from home, responsible for teaching a young man to become a weapon. And on top of that, to be a yojimbo, a bodyguard! It was an incredible honor, and a grave responsibility.
"It is your choice," his father murmured.
The boy nodded his head. "I will not dishonor the family, nor our people. I will go."
The old man nodded. "Then you will go as Yahiko Takaeda, teacher and bodyguard to the Coven. You must not fail in this, son. If Potter-san falls, Britain falls. And if Britain falls, the world falls."
The boy, now called Yahiko Takaeda, bowed once more, for there was nothing more to say. Outside, a young cherry bud opened into the first bloom of the season.