A/N: So this came along because I needed something I could write that I didn't have to do much research for. And since I know a lot more about Inuyasha and Harry Potter than any other fandom, I went with this obvious crossover. I'll warn you now, this WILL BE eventual slash. And Harry is the main focus. I don't find many stories where Harry is the focus and is in the past, so I went head and did it.

This will follow most of the Harry Potter canon except for the epilogue. I don't hate Ginny, but I just don't like her and Harry together. I don't think he'd marry the obvious fangirl either. What I'm probably going to aim for with this is a Harry Potter and Sesshoumaru pairing. Yes, I went there. Fear me. Won't be right away though as this is done more in drabbles. My attention span and ADD won't let me write long things. I even have to use concentration music to keep a steady idea train going. Here's to me writing this regularly.

To new readers, yes there are parts in Japanese, and no I'm not changing it. It's meant to be confusing. This is from Harry's POV for the most part and Harry doesn't know Japanese. So the parts where Japanese people are talking are going to be in Japanese until Harry can understand it for himself. It's only for the first four chapters anyway, so enjoy the small Japanese lesson. And I don't feel like putting English translations right next to the Japanese because that would be just plain ugly. My chapters are short, it's not gonna hurt. Babies.

Chapter 1

Harry rubbed his head and bowed awkwardly at an angry old woman who was shouting what he was sure was obscenities in what he was pretty sure was Japanese. He had woken up in what he assumed was a storage shed of some kind, open rice bags spilled underneath him. It was when he was trying to get his head together that the old, hunched over woman had walked into the shed and started shouting at him.

He had quickly made it out of there despite his pounding headache. The old woman didn't seem to want to forgive him for what he had apparently done. He had no idea. Not like she could really blame him, right?

She made tsking noises at him and started to push him out and away from his little hut. Obviously he was just a stupid foreigner to her who couldn't understand her language.

"I'm sorry, I really am."

She ignored him and just continued mutter things like baka gaikokujin (1) while shooing him out of her hut. It was when he was fully out of her hut that he was in for the true surprise. Had he gone back in time? There was no way this…scenery was from a modern era…or had he simply been transported to a 3rd…or even 4th world country?

Huts made from wood, straw and mud were all around him, no house was over one story, and with the smell…he covered his nose. There was no way this was his own world. He stood awkwardly in the middle of the dirt street not knowing what to do. Many times the Japanese locals (he assumed they were Japanese, the anime Dudley often watched sounded similar to the language spoken around him) would stop and stare at him, pointing at his strange clothes or his even stranger eye color.

The most awkward thing for him though was that he was at least a head taller than most of them. He had always been the short one back home and had been envious of Ron's height, but now he just wished he was short so he could fit in and disappear.

"Hen na hito." (2)

Harry blinked down at the words directed at him and found a little girl looking up at him. She had a short bob cut and only went up to his knee. Her thumb was in her mouth as she stared up at him with scrutiny in her gaze. He blushed to his roots. He didn't understand what she had said, but he just knew it was directed at him.

"Midori! Kochinasai! Haiyaku!" (3)

He watched the little girl run to what he knew must be her mother who quickly pulled her to her side. He heard her whisper something close to gaijinda and abunei. He didn't need to understand her to know that he was considered trouble. He rubbed his hand over his face and decided it was probably in his best interest to get out of town.

As he was walking to the nearest of open scenery he could see from the small village, he felt his sleeve for his wand. It was a relief to find it still there. He was loath to admit it…but he was kind of useless without his wand. He was no boy scout and knew next to nothing about how to survive in the wild. The only thing he was good at was how to stay quiet and unnoticed. But that obviously wouldn't work when he stood out like a sore thumb.

Well, at least in the woods he could just transform into his animagus form and quietly blend in there. If his coworkers in the Auror department could see him now…

Once he was sure no one was looking and he was far enough into the forest, he shifted into a Peregrine Falcon and flew away.

(1) Stupid foreigner.

(2) Weird person.

(3) Midori! Come over here now! Hurry!

A/N: Excuse my Japanese if it's wrong. Feel free to correct me in reviews and I'll gladly go back and change it. I'm only in my second year of Japanese so there is much to be desired.