Story: something from nothing
Author: chocolate crazed lunatic
Rating: T
Genre: Adventure, romance, family, and friendship
Chapter: Not Quite the End
Warning: genderbent characters, gay relationships, fights, trauma
Pairings: Fem!Kakashi/future!fem!Naruto, Naruto/Hinata, Ino/Sakura, Karin/Sai, Asuma/Kurenai, Shizune/Ayame
Author's Note: I'm so bad at keeping up with my stories, yet here I am, sending out yet another fanfic into the void. But hey! This one, at the very least, I planned out. So maybe I'll make it past more than five chapters before I wonder where the hell I'm going with it. Anyways, I may have it planned but I've only finished the first chapter and like maybe half way through the second? I'm trying to go for an update every two weeks, but I dunno how long that's going to last. The first chapter is going to be shorter than the rest of the chapters, sorry guys. It's cross posted on archive of our own.
Summary: Naruto is sent to another dimension just as everything is supposed to come to an end, but ends up finding a home and a family there anyways.
Disclaimer: Naruto is not mine.
Time travel is impossible. Dimension travel, however, was a completely different matter. It required a powerful ninja to use space-time jutsus, and an even more powerful one to reach different dimensions, usually aided with the help of a Kekkei Genkai. These different dimensions were not complex, for no ninja could possibly hold enough power to send another to a separate world with other life forms, other humans, systems, and history.
No human could do it. A goddess, on the other hand…
The alternate dimension was strange, a place unlike that Naruto had ever seen before. Everything down to the feel of the chakra in the air was different. Trapped here with the other members of team seven was a small comfort in the face of the enormity of their task. But Naruto didn't have time to dwell on the strangeness of the alternate dimension, she wouldn't allow herself to think of anything but the fight currently happening.
Power thrummed in her veins, her heart thundered so loudly it was a wonder it wasn't echoing across the dimension they were trapped in.
It was going to end. One way or another, it would soon be over. All those years of training, desperation, the losses, the fear of being hunted and killed has all lead up to this moment; Kaguya.
Naruto had never been one to fear the outcome of a fight, had always held steadfast in her confidence that she would come out the victor and enough stubbornness that the confidence wasn't misplaced. This fight was different. Her confidence and stubbornness were in full swing, yet thoughts of what would happen if they didn't succeed wouldn't leave her. If team seven lost this mission, then everything she loved, everything she fought for would all mean nothing. The world would end as she knew it.
But everything had to go ignored in favour of the task at hand; she and Sasuke were in position, were prepared to seal Kaguya away to make sure that she could never again escape.
Kaguya's pale eyes landed on Naruto, rage, and a new purpose now that her old one had been determined obsolete held in them. Kaguya had been waiting, trapped for thousands upon thousands of years, yet these inferior creatures, these terrible ninjas who had stolen her chakra all those years ago dared to imprison her again. Her face was curled in a snarl. She knew, instinctively, that the golden one (the worst one, the one that motivated the others; without that one, none of them would have had a hope) suffered the same loneliness that she had when she had been sealed. And she knew that the people she was fighting with now were the ones who chased that loneliness away. And she could see that that determined little brats eyes how desperate she was to protect them from her, how much she desired for the war to end, for peace to reign. Kaguya had a trick up her sleeve, and she may have been defeated, but Kaguya knew that taking everything away from the golden one would destroy her.
Kaguya laughed hollowly, the sound sending shivers down Naruto's spine, and dread curled in her stomach. "You may have beaten me once," she allowed. "But I can still crush you."
Reality seemed to warp around Naruto, everything besides Kaguya's cruel eyes blurring until she could no longer make sense of anything. Kurama roared in her head, furious but terrified at the same time. She heard the panicked cries of her teammates calling her name, and her heart beat ever faster, fear making her stomach churn. This was not supposed to happen! They had her! She was supposed to be sealed away not do… whatever it was that she was doing!
And suddenly it all stopped. Kurama's voice, the feeling of his chakra running through her, abruptly cut off, her teammate's voices faded, and the disorientation of whatever Kaguya was doing to her fell away. The after image of Kaguya's eyes, with their terrible satisfaction, was the only thing she saw for a moment before everything else registered.
The first thing that she noticed was that she was in the Hokage's office. The second was that she was in the presence of two people, both of them with weapons drawn.
Naruto carefully took stock of her situation, cautious and on edge. Kaguya, notorious for creating alternate dimensions, had done something to her the moment she and Sasuke were about to seal her. She had appeared lying flat on the floor in the Hokage's office, in the company of the Third (who should be dead, but in a war where the Impure World Reincarnation was used liberally, that didn't mean much), and what appeared to be a female Kakashi (no ANBU hiding in the shadows, she automatically noted. They must have been discussing top secret information). They were both in defensive positions, prepared to use deadly force against her should it be necessary.
Next, she assessed her vitals. Her chakra, which had been slowly dwindling down during the fight, was replenished and seemed to be even more immense than ever before. She did not seem to be wounded, however, that could do with a more thorough checking over once she was out of any danger. She was exhausted from all those hours of battle and exhaustion made for sloppiness, and both Not-Kakashi and the dead Hokage were fresh and ready to fight. If worse came down to worse, she could probably take them if she took out Not-Kakashi before she uncovered her Sharingan and Sarutobi before he summoned any of his monkeys. She knew she wouldn't be able to beat them both, but she would be able to escape.
Worst of all, Kurama's presence was missing from where she could usually feel the comfort of his chakra, hear the dark rumble of his growl. It was enough to send a flare of panic through her, but she forced herself to calm down. This wasn't the time or the place to get worked up over Kurama's absence.
Sarutobi's voice was polite with an underlying hint of steel when he asked her, "My, you look quite the mess. How did you find your way here?"
The familiar voice sent a wave of nostalgic sadness through her, reminding her of her youth when her pseudo grandfather would take her out for ramen, or would lecture her on the importance of not skipping classes, or would scold her for another prank with laughter in his eyes. She had forgotten, too busy with the war, with surviving, just how much she had missed the old man.
Naruto slowly started to sit up, her hands far apart and away from her kunai pouches to try to she wasn't a threat. She bit her lip worriedly, a tell that she had been trying to get rid of for ages with no success.
The weird Not-Kakashi shifted nearly imperceptibly, clutching her kunai tighter, her one dark eye narrowed at Naruto's rather vulnerable form. The girl had yet to say anything, but the way she regarded Naruto spoke for how prepared she was to kill her if she even put a toe out of line.
Naruto's mind raced through possibilities, discarding one after the other before reaching a conclusion. She searched desperately in the faces of Not-Kakashi, who (although it was hard to tell with two-thirds of her face being covered) looked to be in her late teens or early twenties, and the man who had been like a grandfather in her youth. Neither had a hint of recognition in their eyes. She had grown used to the fondness that Kakashi-sensei regarded her with that it hurt to see it disappear, even if Not-Kakashi seemed very different. And Sarutobi… he had never looked at her with anything but a grandfatherly love in his eyes, so seeing him now, looking like for all the world like the God of Ninja that he was titled was shocking to her system.
As a desperate last ditch attempt, she fluctuated her chakra. Nothing changed, so it either wasn't a genjutsu, it wasn't one that Naruto could break, or her first hunch was right.
Naruto thought through her next words carefully. "Fuck," she breathed, then throws her tentative plans for a very convincing speech that said everything but gave no real information out the window. She was never good at those things, left it up to Kakashi-sensei or Shikamaru, or anybody else with a lick of sense. But her friends weren't here now, and it was up to her. She held back the urge to sob, but only just. "Jiji, you're never going to believe the story that I've got to tell you."