Hey y'all. So there aren't as many time travel fanfictions as I thought there would be that don't go too OOC so I thought I'd try it out. Enjoy!

Uchiha Sakura sighed lightly as she scrubbed the dishes in the sink. Sarada had gone to sleep early, due to the fact that she had a mission the next morning. Ever since the Uchiha Shin incident months ago, her stubborn daughter had slowly become more relaxed and open, knowing that she could trust the relationship between her parents and the fact that she was able to spend more time with her father. Sakura couldn't help but smile and her reflection in the now shiny plate in front of her. To think that nearly twenty years later, the weak twelve Haruno Sakura would grow to surpass Tsunade as a medic and become almost equals with Naruto and Sasuke. "If only I could see my past self now," she murmured, drying off the rest of the dishes.

A gentle tap at the doorway of the kitchen pulled Sakura out of her thoughts. Uchiha Sasuke leaned against the frame of the door, smirking. "Tadaima, Sakura."

"Okaeri, Sasuke-kun," Sakura replied cheekily. "There is tomato soup in the fridge if you're hungry."

Sasuke opened the refrigerator door and pulled out the medium sized bowl full of red soup. "Two and a half minutes in the microwave," Sakura said absentmindedly as she began putting away the dry plates. Sasuke sighed and smiled, doing as his wife directed. He sat down at the kitchen table, leaning back and staring at the ceiling. Sakura finished putting the cutlery away and closed the drawer with a small clink. "Ne, Sasuke-kun, Sarada is so much happier now...Thank you for coming home," the pink haired woman rested a hand on her husband's shoulder. Sasuke shook his head slightly. "Sakura, you were the one who raised her. She shouldn't have had to be so insecure up to the fact that she thought you weren't her mother. Most of this is my fault."

"You have an obligation to protect this world from the shadows, Anata," Sakura reprimanded gently. "There is no way I could feel resentment towards that."

The microwave beeped, signaling that the tomato soup was ready. Sakura placed the warm meal in front of him and slipped a spoon into the soup. She laughed softly at the way her husband dug into the soup. "Sometimes I think about our genin days," she said conversationally. "We've changed so much."

Sasuke was quiet. "There are many things I regret," he finally said. Sakura shook her head. "But everything you did has led you to become a more understanding person. Besides," she rested her forehead against her husband's for a moment before moving towards the doorway. "I wouldn't have my lovely husband sitting here otherwise, would I?"

"Sakura...thank you," Sasuke's eyes turned upwards in a smile that few people would recognize. "I'm going to go clean up and sleep. Come join me when you're done," Sakura turned, hiding her pink cheeks and wide smile.

"Mama," Sarada whispered against her mother's ear. "I'm leaving for my mission."

Sakura blinked blearily from her comfortable spot in the bed. "Ah, stay safe."

Sarada grinned cheekily. "Who do you think I am? Oh, Papa, make sure Mama doesn't decide that two forty eight hour shifts is a great idea," she directed at her father, who was sitting upright in the bed with a book in hand. Sasuke smirked. Both black haired Uchihas knew how much of a workaholic Sakura was. "Ah. Make sure Boruto doesn't do something stupid," Sasuke sighed. Sarada winked. "Don't worry, I'll take care of the whole mission before Boruto even has the time to say 'dattebasa'!"

Sasuke smiled fondly at his daughter as she pecked her sleepy mother on the cheek and leaned over to give him a hug. "See you soon!"

Around an hour later, Sakura rolled around on the bed and stretched, her fist hitting Sasuke's face, nearly sending him into the headboard. "Sakura…" he grunted.

"Ah, gomen!" Sakura sat up and slid off the bed. "It's almost nine thirty...I should make breakfast. Have you been sitting here all morning?"

"Hn."

Sakura pouted and poked her husband's forehead. "You're secretly a lazy glutton, aren't you, Sasuke-kun?"

Sasuke continued reading. "If you're not out of bed before I finish cooking you're not getting tomatoes," Sakura teased before leaving their bedroom as Sasuke stared at his wife in nearly childish disbelief.

In a surprisingly good mood, Sakura cracked some eggs into the sizzling pan and watched as the eggs cooked. She heard a sudden ring at the door and paused. It's probably Ino or Naruto… I could get the door and the eggs won't burn.

Putting the stove on low, Sakura wiped her hands on her apron before approaching the door. "Oi, I have eggs to get back to, so hurry up and-"

She stared, gaping at the sight before her. "Oh my god."

Three twelve year old kids stood in front of her doorway. A girl with pink hair, a boy with blonde, and a boy with pitch black. The pink haired girl in between the two boys blinked at her with jade green eyes. "I'm sorry, but my friends and I are a little...ah...forgetful...what year is it?"

Sakura continued to stare. "I should have killed Naruto when I had the chance when we were still genin," she finally said. The blonde boy yelped. "You know me?"

"Dobe," the black haired boy said, "Can't you tell that's Sakura?"

Twelve year old Naruto gave Sakura an up and down glance. "Teme, that's not Sakura-chan! Sakura-chan is right here!" He jabbed a thumb towards his twelve year old pink haired teammate. "Naruto…" younger Sakura clenched a fist. "In case you didn't notice, we used a time travel scroll to get here."

The rusty gears in Naruto's mind clicked into place. "Oh. OH!"

Sakura sighed, looking down at the three children. "Man, I thought you were still dumb in this time, but thank Kami you actually got smarter."

Sasuke stared at the future Sakura. She was, obviously, taller, though from an adult point of view she was probably shorter than average. Her hair was smooth and she now had bangs, revealing a green gem that shimmered in the center of her forehead. Her poise was straighter and the way she spoke was much more confident than the Sakura he knew.

"Sakura."

Sakura blinked. Oh, fuck.

Her husband stood behind her, holding a burning pan of eggs, shirtless.

"Care to tell me who's at our door so I can decide whether they were worth burning my sunny side up eggs?" Sasuke asked. Sakura's mind was running at a million miles per hour. "Ah...Anata...you see…"

She stepped aside to reveal the three children at their doorway. Either Sasuke would act like she did (unlikely), flip his shit in a Sasuke-like manner (more likely), or send their asses back to where they came from without a second thought (also more likely). That is, if he could. The younger Naruto, Sasuke and Sakura stared at the very dignified, shirtless thirty year old Uchiha Sasuke holding a burning pan. "You...you're the teme!" Naruto blurted. Sakura's face began to adopt many shades of red. Younger Sasuke stared in disbelief. Sasuke slowly walked back into the kitchen and returned without the pan and with a loose black shirt on. "Ah...well," Sakura said awkwardly. "Now you know that I'm Sakura...that's...yes, that's Sasuke-kun."

Sasuke looked like he was going to kill a puppy. And Uchiha Sasuke did not kill puppies. "It was Naruto, wasn't it. From their time?" He finally asked.

"Oh my god, he even sounds hotter," younger Sakura breathed before she fainted. Younger Sasuke's eyebrow twitched. Younger Naruto, on the other hand, was incredibly vocal. "Hey, teme! Tell me, do you ever leave that emo 'I'm going to kill my brother' stage?"

Sasuke looked down at the younger version of his best friend. "That is not for me to say."

Younger Sasuke crossed his arms. "Tch."

Sakura picked up her younger self and carried her to the couch. "Well, I suppose we should do proper introductions one she...I...wake up."

Sasuke shook his head. "You're going to make yourself faint if you do that," he muttered to his wife, referring to the red faced girl on the couch.

"Come in," Sakura ignored her husband and waved the other two members of team 7 into the living room. Younger Sakura blinked blearily. "Wow...I had the weirdest dream of Sasuke-kun being-" she sat up and realized what room she was in. "Oh."

"Well," Sakura clapped, drawing the attention of all three genin. "This is Uchiha Sasuke," she nudged her husband. "And I am Uchiha Sakura. It seems you've all traveled about twenty years into the future."

"U-Uchiha?!" All three kids spit out. Sakura fainted. Naruto's jaw hit the floor. Sasuke's ears turned red.

The older Sakura laughed. "Ah, I knew it."

Her husband rolled his eyes. "Sakura…"

"Hai, hai. Let's go to Naruto," the cherry blossom haired woman chuckled. "I just needed to see their reactions."

What do you think?