A/N: Okay. So, just as I was on the 5th chapter of this story, I suddenly realized I didn't like how it began and that it was very unrealistic seeing how they were currently in war. So, I decided to change the whole thing.


It was just their luck, Kakashi thought, to be plummeting thousands of feet to their death on the ground below them. A little bit below him, he could hear Sakura screaming out profanities to the rushing wind, and even farther down he could hear Naruto yelling about how he was too young to die. Why were they falling, you might ask? Well, Kakashi could've said that they were fighting a mysterious high-ranked ninja, who threw a mysterious scroll at them which was why they were in this predicament. He also could've said that Naruto was attempting to try out the Hiraishin no Jutsu and had somehow dragged the rest of Team 7 with him. In fact, he could've said that they had all decided to give sky-diving a try and their parachutes broke down. All of these reasons ranked much better in his mind than the real reason they were falling.

The truth was that Naruto tripped.

They had just been coming back from a simple B-ranked mission when Naruto, who hadn't been paying attention, slammed straight into a tree branch, lost his footing, and fell to the ground where there had been a seal on the ground. To his growing horror, the seal was a blood activated one and Naruto had dripped a bit of blood on it. The seal had flashed white for a moment and then Sasuke grabbed onto Naruto, and Sakura grabbed onto both Sasuke and himself. As the light became blinding, he barely managed to hear Naruto yell, "Transportation seal!" before they were whisked off to God knows where.

'What if we land in Iwagakure?' Kakashi thought with dread. Ever since the fact that Naruto was Namikaze Minato's son came into the public, everyone had become crazy with questions and they were constantly being bombarded with mobs of people. It didn't make them a very good intelligence team, but they were always more of a front line team anyways.

"Henge!" He yelled at them. Kakashi thanked whatever God was out there that they heard him and immediately transformed. Just in time too as he could make out the various shapes of buildings coming closer to them, and he silently braced himself for the impact.


Minato glanced up at the slowly nearing village gates and a smile broke out on his face.

"Sensei, you're smiling like an idiot again." Kakashi said from behind him.

"Oh, really?" He muttered distractedly as he ran up to the gates and enveloped the waiting redhead in his arms.

"I'm back, Kushina!" He grinned down at her.

"I can tell." She grumbled, but a fond smile played on her lips. Wiggling out of his arms, she tugged on his sleeve. "Let's go to Ichiraku's after you've reported to the Hokage. It's your treat, okay?"

Kushina walked forwards a few steps. "Do you want to come with us Mikoto? Fugaku-sama?"

"Sure." Mikoto replied easily. "We have time to spare."

Minato blinked as he glanced at the two other people there. He hadn't even realized they were with her. He smiled sheepishly in their direction.

"Ah, I didn't know you were there…" He trailed off in embarrassment. Mikoto, one of Kushina's best friends, merely smiled at him while her husband, Fugaku, grunted at him. Minato was often the unfortunate victim of Kushina's rants about how he was a world class jerk, and how she didn't know what Mikoto saw in him. As he was about to sign in with the two chunin at the gates, his students came running up to him.

"Thanks for ditching us, sensei!" Obito yelled in annoyance. Kakashi and Rin fell in step next to him while he continued his tirade about being left behind and how it was his responsibility as a teacher to take care of his students. It was as he was tuning out Obito's voice that he heard it.

"Obito," He said sharply, freezing where he stood. "Be quiet for a second."

Obito looked slightly insulted but fell quiet. Everyone else in the group stopped to look at him as he tilted his head to the side slightly.

"Do you hear that?" Minato asked. "It sounds like… screaming."

The group fell silent. Sure enough, they could hear the faint sounds of someone yelling, and it was getting louder by the second.

"Where is it coming from?" Kushina asked curiously, looking around her.

Finally, Rin looked up and gasped.

"Sensei! There's people falling from the sky!"

Minato's eyes widened as he jerked into action. Tossing his special kunai at his students, he yelled, "Throw these at the people!"

With a yellow flash, he disappeared completely.

When Kakashi felt something grab a hold of his shirt, and then felt solid ground beneath his feet, he nearly whimpered in relief. Looking around him, he saw his students standing too, albeit a bit shakily. Somehow, somehow, they had managed to survive another impossible life-endangering ordeal that had been a constant in his life ever since taking on Team Seven as a team. 'I should have run away when the Sandaime suggested it.' It was then that he heard The Voices. Getting shakily to his feet, he felt a hand at the back of his neck and promptly black out. His last vision before he collapsed was of the Hokage Monument… with only three heads on it.


Naruto awoke silently, but didn't open his eyes or make any movement. It was a trick he learned during the war. After all, people talked about all sorts of things when they thought you were clonked out. He could remember someone forcing him into unconsciousness. He could feel tight ropes and ninja wire wrapped around him, and the cold paper of what probably was a chakra seal. Where was he? After the war ended, the Shinobi Alliance had broken up, but all the countries were at peace with each. After all, you didn't go through a war of that magnitude together and not be friends, or, at least allies. The only thing he could think of was some sort of bandit, but there was no way they would be strong enough to defeat them. Was it a new sort of enemy then?

He could hear faint murmuring in the background. "One of them is awake. The blonde one." Came a muffled voice.

Naruto mentally groaned. Of course his henge would be released after he fell unconscious. Well, his ruse was blown. He slowly opened his eyes to see nothing but darkness. It figured. No one would be stupid enough to leave him room to check his surroundings. Glancing to his sides, he could see Kakashi, Sasuke, and Sakura bound the same way he was.

Slowly, a face loomed through the darkness. It wasn't a face per say, but a white mask with a snarling tiger painted on it. Naruto felt his confusion grow even greater. Wasn't that one of the ANBU masks? Did that mean he was in Konoha? Or did someone in ANBU become a missing nin and took the mask with them? So many questions buzzed around in his head that he could barely think through his confusion.

A kunai was held to his throat. "Talk. Who are you and how did you get here?"

"Er, well, my name is Naruto. I think me and my team mates fell into a transportation seal." He said truthfully.

The kunai was moved away, and he mentally breathed a sigh of relief. He could sense that the others were awake now too, although they kept their breathing steady and stayed still. It was a good thing his captors didn't seem to realize that he was a jinchuuriki and could hear a bit of what they said.

"…-sama, looks like… Namikaze."

"There's one that… fan on his shirt."

"—never seen them before."

A little while later, a figure came to stand over Naruto. It was hard to see, but he could tell this figure was probably the leader. He had an aura of power that surrounded him like a well-worn cloak.

"So tell me," his voice came, "How is it that you have Konoha headbands yet I have never seen you before?"

Naruto barely held himself back from gaping like an idiot. This voice… it was a bit different, but so eerily familiar to a voice he remembered from his childhood. It was the Sandaime.

"Well?" The Sandaime said, voice growing dangerous. This couldn't be possible. Naruto's mind struggled through the possibilities. This wasn't possible. He people was long dead. Naruto had attended his funeral! A genjutsu maybe? But what could the enemy possibly wish to accomplish by making him see a vision of the past? He would know something was wrong the moment he saw the Sandaime. But more importantly, when could the genjutsu have started? He could have sworn he had tripped into the seal on the ground. Naruto knew for certain it was a transportation jutsu, and he wouldn't screw up on something like that. Especially since he was studying Fuinjutsu and he was a natural at it. So, a genjutsu was the only probable option. Naruto wasn't fool enough to proclaim anything to be impossible, having done many impossible things in his lifetime. All of this passed through his mind in an instant. After all, a ninja who couldn't deal with a strange situation was a dead ninja.

"If I may, Sandaime-sama?" He vaguely heard Kakashi speak up. He felt the ANBU jerk silently in surprise as they suddenly reappeared beside Kakashi, watching him.

Kakashi waited patiently with an outward calm as the Sandaime glanced at him, mentally assessing his danger level and appearance. Hiruzen didn't say it out loud, but he found it unnerving how similar this man looked to Sakumo. And there was the other boy too, who looked too much like Minato for his liking. He knew that Minato and his team had found this group falling from the sky, which wasn't exactly a subtle way of breaking into a village. Were they imposters who thought that those people would be out on a mission? But… their appearance didn't match exactly to the people they were posing as. The blonde one had some sort of marks on his cheek and the one who looked like Sakumo had most of his face covered with a mask and his hitaite.

"Very well." Hiruzen said finally. "Speak."

Just as Kakashi opened his mouth, there came an ANBU marched up to the Hokage and whispered something to him. Kakashi glanced down to his hand, where he held a scroll that came from his pouch. The Hokage had given it to him before the mission, saying that he would need it for the mission and that he wouldn't be able to open it anyways.

Hiruzen glanced at the scroll in his hands, turning it over. The ANBU had reported that it wasn't dangerous, which was unusual during the war time because any information was precious. Normally, a scroll would have a function to destroy it in case it came into the enemies hands, but it didn't appear to be the case here. And what was strange was that it couldn't be opened. There was a seal on it ensuring that only a person with a specific chakra could open it. It was feature similar to a Clan scroll, where only people from that particular clan could open it.

Slowly, he pushed his chakra into it. The scroll opened. There was nothing on it but words, for his eyes only.

'Dear Hiruzen,

I know that you must be confused, but this is urgent. The people in front of you are from the future.

I would like to explain more but unfortunately, we have no time. I only ask you to trust me. There is a jinchuuriki in this group and because of the extra chakra from the demon; the world is starting to become unbalanced. Send for Jiraiya to come back immediately. He hasn't told you yet, but he has played around with time travel seals in his youth and he will be able to send this group back to where they belong.

From, Sarutobi Hiruzen'

Hiruzen stared at the sheet of paper. It was amazing how in a single moment, his whole perspective had changed. The only way to make a seal which responded to his chakra was if someone in his family made it, or himself. And there was the fact that it came from the pouch of a stranger too. The letter was probably telling the truth.

Folding the paper neatly, he barked one order to his ANBU.

"Release them."