1 Summoning

- Yes! Yes! Hooray! I can't believe it, Kira B! I mnaged! You see? I managed! Yoo-hu! See how I can! - I was juggling with the help of my new nine limbs, more precisely, "arms".

And at first I almost broke my head, not knowing how to adapt for them to obey! I'm incredibly cool! And now, most importantly, after attracting the attention of Killer B, do not screw it up. So. Large stone cube. The cube smaller. Truncated pyramid. A pair of pieces of wood of Captain Yamato and a headless statue, which he stole from the central hall of the bijuu temple. Neatly ...

Oh-pa!

Now let's put all these objects on top of each other ...

- Well done, Uzumaki Naruto, you mastered the golden cloak of the bijuu - the eight-tailed jinchūriki and my sensei praised me, as always reading the rap.

Yes! I did it! Now that the mode of connection with the tailed beast is mastered at the proper level, I do not crush stones just by touching my chakra! How cool!

- Damn boy, you are using my power! - The Kyubi growled dully in the inner world, crushed by the thoriums.

I immediately find myself next to him, or rather, in this mode, part of the consciousness is always there, taking chakra from the demon for technique. I was angrily pierced with hateful red eyes. True, this has not frightened me for a long time. Probably since I met him at the age of twelve, having got here in a time of mortal danger, and demanded strength so that we could survive. Yes, and views full of hatred, I have seen enough in my life since childhood.

My demon, Kyubi-no-Yoko, a nine-tailed fox, sealed into me at birth by my parents who passed away after that. So dear and just as lonely as me. I believe that someday I will be able to make friends with him, no matter how naive it may sound. Moreover, the example of Killer B is right in front eyes: he is constantly with Gyuki-san, an eight-tailed demon octopus. They are friends and they talk, and he is the only jinchūriki who was able to cooperate with his bijuu.

My fluffy was very emaciated, because to master the merg I had to divide him into "good" and "bad" chakras. And since the demon fox, in fact, consists of chakra, now, after separation, it looks so shabby and as if it had been starving for a month. Moreover, he had to be straightened by pulling him out of a relatively spacious cage for that battle for supremacy ... Now his neck, back, paws and tails are pressed against by thoriums.

It is a pity, but what to do if in the divided form it is completely inadequate because of the "bad" chakra seething in it. Pure hatred remained in him. And we have a war on our nose, and because of this I have to study in an emergency mode. And so to scoff at the creature that was with me all sixteen years of my life. But I am the "boy from the prophecy", they predicted to me to change the world, so no one cares how and by what means I will change this world. Either friendship with the demon, or the salvation of the world ...

I would have chosen everything together, but ...

- Sorry, - I touched his wet black nose. - Do not get mad. Admit it, the Gold Cloak mode is incredibly cool. Even Killer B cannot do that. He can only use the first and second level of transformations into a bijuu, but I got something completely different. I remain myself and glow like the sun, and how much power overwhelms me, and I can make additional arms from chakra. You have a wonderful chakra, Kyubi. It's not too bad being your jinchūriki, despite all the downsides.

He just growled and then grinned evilly.

- What the?!

In the black field of the inner world, a strange-looking huge, no, giant fuin-seal suddenly appeared, glowing with a red light. It was so large that it accommodated me and the entire fox down to the tips of its nine tails.

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

Captain Yamato and Killer B are running towards me, and then darkness and the feeling of flight.

I was ready to see the face of the Toad Sage or the teacher Fukasaku, or his wife Shima-san: they always called me at the wrong time to Mount Myoboku for another prophecy, training, tasting a new dish of beetle larvae - emphasize the necessary. But I was definitely not in the world of toads, with whom I signed a conscription contract four years ago. The psychedelic colors of Myёboku, with its mushrooms, giant burdocks, shell waterfalls and pink-green skies, could be recognized even after being on the shove in the hermit toad's house. There were bright colors everywhere. And the place where I appeared, it feels more like the underground shelter of the late wicked Orochimaru.

The strange fuin seal that appeared around me in my world continued to surround me, slightly illuminating the blackness of the stone walls. I know a thing or two about fuinjutsu, but here even the bijuu will break his leg! Not a single understandable symbol or hieroglyph, and the geometry, which looks like a nine-pointed star, is baffling. After this strange call, my concentration was disrupted, so the Golden Cloack technique was interrupted, but this is for the best.

Yondaime my leg! Did the Akatsuki, who unleashed the war, find some way to kidnap me? This is very very bad.

Bright glow of the seal began to diminish, and I noticed that there were also multi-colored 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. Is my captor alone? What the fuck? Are the Akatsuki laughing at me, or what?

- Kabuto? You moron, life is not dear to you ?! I warned you that I would meet you again and definitely beat you!

- What? - Kabuto rounded his mouth, staring at me from behind his round glasses. However, no. Wrong guy. This guy who came closer to the light is definitely not Yakushi Kabuto, even if he looks like Orochimaru's assistant.

- Oh ... Um, I see that I beguiled, - I smiled broadly at the kidnapper, weakening his vigilance. - You just look like my friend. The same round glasses, height and physique. True, his hair is lighter and longer than yours ...

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

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

- What? What the demonic language? - I was surprised, realizing that I can speak this language too.

Unlike the tongue of toads, this does not hurt the cheeks, only the throat is somewhat unusual to pronounce some sounds. Fukasaku-san told me that the summoning pact gives not only the right to summon warriors from their world, but also teaches the people summoned in the language. When I studied the art of sage on Mount Myoboku, I spoke to everyone in toad, since I myself was called there. Here, it seems, the same situation. But I didn't sign any contract ...

- The contract was signed with me - the Kyuubi chuckled from the inner world. - And you are an integral part of this contract.

I was lost, not knowing what to say to such a setup from my fur settler.

- Do you speak English? - the guy in round glasses distracted me from coming up with a worthy answer to this red-haired asshole.

- Looks like that, - I did not begin to deny. - Can you enlighten me how I got here? And if you did it, then bring me back, we actually have a war on our nose and I need 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 did the demon surrender to you? You can't deal with him stupidly, - I asked, evaluating his lean figure, in which not a drop of chakra was felt. And what is he hoping for? Help the mythical Rikudo-sennin?

- I ... I ... Sorry ... - the bespectacled man sniffed. - I have ... Because of me, my godfather died ... He fell into the "Arch of Dead" (russian name of Veil), and I thought ... I wanted to save him. I wanted to pull out the only dear person. Only a demon can do that. I found a grimoire in the Black's library. And I decided to try ... And then you appeared.

- Hmm, - was all I could say.

Perhaps, I understood this guy too well, if there was an opportunity to save Jiraiya ... If my godfather, teacher and almost grandfather were not definitely killed in front of Fukasaku-san, but would have disappeared or fell 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 return yet. And if Kyuubi said that he had signed a contract, it means that I have to help this bespectacled man ...

- Okay, don't be sad, boy, - I sighed. - Perhaps I can help you, since you have called me.

- Really? - he looked at me in surprise. - You're a Muggle… I don't sense a grain of magic in you…

- We'll figure it out in the course of life, - I shrugged. I did not understand some of his words. - I am Naruto. Uzumaki Naruto, shinobi of Konoha - a village hidden in the Leaf, from the Land of Fire, - I introduced myself.

- And I am ... Harry Potter, a wizard from the city of London, England. Finished the fifth year at Hogwarts - the school of witchcraft and wizardry, and transferred to the sixth, - he held out his hand to me to shake.

Well, I got bored of the adventure while I was learning to merge with the Kyubi on Turtle Island, I hope this mission will be interesting ...

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As the volume name is saying, this is just a prequel to main story.