Note: I don't own Naruto!

MESSING WITH REALITIES

Chapter 1: A New Dawn

The sky was dark and the streets were bloody. Bodies were strewn everywhere. 'No. Not again. Please not again' thought a dark haired teenager as he ran through the bloodied streets.

Uchiha Sasuke made his way towards the unmistakable bright blob of pink in the distance. He knelt beside the pinkette and tried to sense her chakra. Nothing.

The dam burst. Sasuke cried like he had never cried before. His family gone; again. Images flashed before his eyes. Naruto bloody and bruised, Kusanagi sticking out of his chest. Kakashi's mangled body as he was gleefully ripped apart by one of Manda's sons. And now Sakura's blank face, her sparkling green eyes now dull and pale.

This was the last straw. Now, he was broken. Forever.

Reinforcements from Suna and Kumo were greeted by the sight of the last Uchiha crying over the dead body of the Pink Medic of Konoha, begging "Kami to do something, anything to end his pain.

The Godaime Kazekage was observing a certain raven haired man. After arriving it took Gaara and Killer B both combined to finally convince Sasuke to part with Sakura's body. It had been three days ago. Since that day, Sasuke had started visiting the Memorial Stone, and personally carved the names of all the shinobi who had died in the attack by Orochimaru. Gaara recounted his conversation with Killer B earlier.

"What should we do?" said a grief stricken Gaara. "I still can't believe the kid's dead. Seems like yesterday that we were rappin' and jammin'". "No B. You don't understand. Naruto is dead. Gone. But he can't die. Not so soon. After everything..." Gaara broke down. Tears fell down his face as he took broken gasps, trying to control his emotions.

"You just had to go and say that huh?" Streams of tears began flowing down B's cheeks as they together stared towards the Hokage Monument. The only face not destroyed completely was the Yondaime's. 'Who knew the Yondaime's Son would change our lives so much. The Yellow Flash, Seal Master, Creator of the Hiraishin...' Wait. B blinked. 'Seal Master. Creator of Hiraishin. Hiraishin utilises Space Time Jutsu with seals acting as the tag'. 'Gyuki, ya thinkin' what I'm thinkin'?' "Theoretically, it's possible. But I am not good at that kinda thing. This was more of Kurama's forte. He used to eat this stuff up when Old Man Sage taught us about time travel"

'Well, you must know something'

"We'll need a constant tag in the past. Namikaze had his kunai. We need something more permanent. Plus we can't just send anyone. The person must have some sort of unique chakra signature which we can use to send him back. So the only option that is left is..."

"Sasuke" said Killer B aloud.

"What about him?" asked Gaara.

Looking at Sasuke, he knew that he was the right choice. The sheer desperation with which he carved those names went to show his true feelings beyond that cold façade. "There is a way" he said. Sasuke stopped.

"Gyuki and Killer B think that there just might be a way for you to go back in time"

"I'll do it" said Sasuke softly. "Anything"

'That was easier than I thought' mused Gaara.

Sasuke woke up with a horrible headache. His eyes hurt. His head throbbed. "I am going to kill Naruto. Getting me drunk is not funny" he growled. And then he remembered. The attack.

Tears began to fall, unrestrained. Taking deep breaths Sasuke managed to control them. And then he noticed. His hands were... small. Not very small like a child's, but more like when he was twelve.

"It worked?"

He sprinted towards the washroom, noting that this in fact was his stared at the mirror. A young pale faced boy stared at him, his eyes onyx black. His hair were messy but still held a 'duck butt' shape as Naruto used to say.

"It worked" said Sasuke. "It worked. I'm back"

And for the first time in days, Sasuke laughed happily.

In another dimension...

Uzumaki Naruto was dying. Plain and simple. The Fourth Shinobi War was finally over after 4 years. But there was no one left to celebrate.

'Hey Kurama?'

"Yeah Kit?"

'I have enough power left to break the seal. It'll kill me but at least you can finally be free'

"You think I care about that anymore Kit?" The Nine Tails scoffed. "Sure perhaps once I did care. But now there's nothing left for me to do. At least by the time I will reform, there might be new humans for me to terrify. You humans breed like cockroaches"

'Hey Kurama? Thanks. For being my friend.'

"How many times do I have to tell you. Don't thank me. It wierds me out"

'Sometimes, I just wish I could turn back time. We could've gotten off to a good start. I could've stopped a lot of bad from happening. But i guess that just cannot happen, can it?'

"Turn back time, huh? Kit, I think we're onto something here"

'What?'

"Hold on Kit. I'm gonna do something really stupid"

The world was coated in red. Then the pain started. Naruto wanted to scream, but his voice was not working. Colours started to blend. Black white red blue. He couldn't hear, couldn't feel. Then he was floating.

WHOOSH!

Naruto's head hurt. The seal was heating up, burning his stomach.

'Am I alive?' he thought. 'Kurama are you there?'

"Zzzz. Rabbits. Yum. Mmm"

"Lazy fox" he muttered, his voice high pitched. "Wait a sec. My voice! It's-"

Turn back time.

Naruto rushed towards the mirror and nearly had a heart attack. He touched his round cherubic face, which was supposed to be chiseled like his dad.

"Oh you crazy wonderful fox!"

A chance. He finally had a chance to make things right.

I could've stopped a lot of bad.

Well now that he was twelve again, that would be exactly what he'll do.

In another reality...

Haruno Sakura was tired. It had been a long shift at the hospital. Right now, the only thing she wanted to do was go home and sleep for 12 hours.

It had been 4 years since the Fourth Shinobi War. Sasuke had gone for his penance trip. Naruto had taken on a genin team. Hinata had taken over the Hyuuga Clan until Hanabi became a jounin after her father stepped down. Life was good.

Perhaps it was a little too early to say that. As Sakura walked towards her apartment, a faint light emanated from the alley. Sakura wasn't afraid of the night. One punch and anyone who dares mess with her will be most probably dead or in a coma. She went into the alley and saw a small scroll.

Curiosity won over caution and she picked up the scroll.

It started glowing bright blue. 'Oh crap' Sakura thought. Bright blue aura surrounded Sakura as she disappeared.

Sakura woke up on a soft bed with a horrible headache. She opened her eyes unwillingly. "Good. It's my room" she muttered. Whoah wait. Back up.

The room was red. Last she remembered, her room was green.

"Sakura, honey are you awake?"

Sakura's mother walked in. "Come on. You're going to be late for your team selections"

"Team selections?". Wait her voice. Why was it so weird?

"Yes sleepyhead. Your team selections. You're becoming a Genin today"

'Genin? Oh crap'

"Hon, what's that on your forehead?"

Sakura grabbed a mirror from her bedside and looked.

Her hair were long and held back by a blue ribbon. And smack dab on her forehead was the Strength of Hundred Seal.

"Um it's a ninja thing" she said.

"Oh. Well it's pretty" answered her mother. "Now get ready quick. You're late"

What the hell was going on?