Takeda however, had another purpose in England, one a bit more long term than Lucius imagined. In Kyoto, inside headquarters, he had received his orders with a hidden grimace, wondering exactly why he had not taken the time and effort to die earlier. His boss, Hayate looked at him curiously. "Something wrong Takeda kun? Is this retirement plan not to your liking?" he asked, quite seriously. Takeda shook his head. And replied in the negative. He couldn't really complain after all. Hayate knew him well, and it seemed that his general had done this on a total whim, and just maybe as a practical joke to rattle his old bones. Why else would Takeda, master negotiator, still exceptional assassin and an adequate historian, be sent to this alien outpost, in the middle of nowhere? He reconciled himself by taking note of the fact that he was at least trusted and valued to run a safe house there. That is to say, he would reconcile himself, eventually.
Two weeks later, a small store was opened in Knockturn Alley. Those who frequented the area merely noted that there were several eastern looking swords, daggers and blades of all description on the shop front display, items which nobody bothered about, not here in Britain, where goblin blades still abounded, even if secretly. Very few people came there over the weeks, and those that did wore clothes that seemed quite weird and outlandish to the average wizard. However, it did not present a problem. In Knockturn, standard policy was along the lines of 'see nothing, hear nothing and for merlin's sake say nothing!'. Hakumei had a safe house in England. It might be said that even the path to world domination began with less.
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In Surrey, a very different ninja was laying his own groundwork. Harry's start in the field of ninjutsu was quite...different than most ninja would have been used to in the Narutoverse. For one thing, despite his immense capacity in the illusionary arts, he had no idea how to go about actually doing a true elemental jutsu. How do you convert chakra into elemental chakra? How do handseals affect the molding of elemental chakra? And perhaps most important of all, what was his element? It was quite frustrating, when you knew what the results are, but had no clue to how one went about arriving at them.
For some strange and irrational reason, he was convinced that he would have more success finding his elemental nature than mapping out how to use handseals in elemental jutsu. And maybe, just maybe, he would have better luck if he concentrated on whichever element he would be most proficient in anyway...
The most glaring issue, was obviously the distinct lack of elemental testing paper. And he had no intention of feeding a sapling with chakra as it grew till it reached a stage where you could cut it and make paper out of it. Some things were just far too stupid to be attempted, his rash act of self mutiliation not withstanding.
So instead he decided to experiment. One particular thought was that affinity paper was just really really sensitive to chakra. Surely if he just pumped raw chakra steadily into a piece of paper for a while (a very vague period of time really) it might eventually show itself to be a particular element(stupid idea in hindsight really). Of course, there had to be multiple copies of this test attempt to ensure the statistical confirmation of the result. Science demanded it (at least one sensible demand had to be met).
Heavily handicapped by his particular upraising for out of the box and wacky ideas, he turned to his guru in all things normal, Richards.
"Hey Richards, can I have a bunch of small square papers I can keep on me all the time?"
"All I have at the moment is that half used stack of post-its, will that do?"
"That's great! Thanks Richards!"
"Er...sure, you're welcome...I think?"
By then, Harry had already bounded out of the library.
Harry spend the next three days clutching that stack of post-its while steadily pumping chakra into it. So what if it made the purple paper glow little? Post-its are meant to be bright after all...
And at the end of three days he got his reward for pushing chakra for a total of about forty plus hours when the whole stack just split clean down the middle. He felt ecstatic. It was marvelous, though it did raise eyebrows when Richards saw the post-its he'd given to Harry split into two right in front of him. And were those glowing?
While Richards was questioning if his advanced age was finally forcing him to buy corrective eye wear, Harry skipped off to do the exercise for wind chakra, except using old news papers. Leaves were remarkably rare and stripping down trees was in bad taste. He had to consider deforestation and global warming after all. Nobody said ninja had to be environmentally unfriendly.
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Of course things are never easy when it came to chakra and Harry was in the thick of his big question, what exactly does wind do? His excellent intellect, on one hand, had compiled a good deal of archived evidence from his memory that suggested that wind was a bludgeoning force. Why, just look at hurricanes! A spinning wall of air and you have enough lost in damages to buy a small country. His documented evidence, the Manga said that wind was a cutting force, something which had just been suitably demonstrated upon the perfectly halved post-it stack. It was a grievous conundrum; one which he resolved by the perfectly scientific method of tossing a coin. Awesome blades of fury it was.
Considering that his chosen path had the equivalent of an instruction manual preexisting, Harry considered himself quite lucky. He had been forced to develop genjutsu literally from scratch after all. But without handseals, it still did not help him unless he wanted a Rasenshuriken, which was quite flashy for a ninja technique, irrespective of the mind numbingly awesome destruction it unleashed upon, well...one person. Besides, he kind of preferred to have 'ordinary' wind attacks that were transparent- very very useful if he needed an alibi not to mention it was more sneaky. After all, nobody could really pin anything on him if it was just a random gust of wind that did...whatever.
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