Well shit. Naruto stared at the foliage above him. He resolved to not think about what just happened, but, Kurama, in his infinite wisdom, decided to enlighten him.
"THOSE FUCKING INCOMPETENT PIECES OF WORM SHIT! ARGGG! WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON THOSE FUCKING SACKS OF MOTHERFU-"
"Kurama!" Naruto decided to intervene lest he be corrupted by the Biju's foul language. "What exactly happened?"
"Sigh- I guess it's not entirely their fault, the Kages, in an attempt to summon you back to your realm, fucked up. Big. Instead of summoning to their realm, they summoned you back to their time, when they were alive. Since the larger blond brat was the one to write the summoning seal, you were summoned back to the era of the Yondaime."
"Well shit."
Was exactly what Obito said as a blond man, reminiscent of his sensei, barged into his and Madara's hideout.
"YOU!"
The stranger pointed at the elderly Madara.
"Me, and you are?"
The stranger didn't answer, but Obito started to sweat at the amount of Chakra building from within the blond.
What ensued would be imprinted in Obito's memory, that is if he actually stayed conscious long enough to imprint the image into his Sharingan.
SEXY NO JUTSU: HAREM OF KAMI!
That was the only warning before the entire cave was filled with girls. All gorgeous. All naked. All throwing themselves at Madara. Obito felt two warm streams blasting from his nose, and promptly passed out.
Madara looked at the beauties. He was not impressed. "Is that all you've got, gaki?" he sneered at the blond stranger, to which he replied no.
Each and every girl held a elemental Rasen Shuriken. No two were alike.
Well shit. Madara's last words.