Of Sand Tides and Demon Tails
A lot can be said about the make of a man. The battles he must fight, The wounds he must carry, The loved ones he must leave behind. Time makes every man into something great...or something terrible, and no man is free from times grasp, specifically and most especially one Uzumaki Naruto. Few really knew what it meant when he became the host of the Kyuubi, least of all him. For even out of all the tailed beast, Kurama inherited one trait from the Jyuubi that none of the others did. Being Timeless. A curse like no other.
After the first 15 years of Madara's defeat he started to notice the little things, friends becoming slower, the gray hairs he never grew, The way wrinkles showed on everyone else faces. At first he didn't know what to think, so he ignored it going on about his life in blissful peace. He achieved his dream and became the seventh Hokage, Married Hinata and had three children, two boys and a girl. How he missed them all terribly now.
It was when his first born, Hikari, turned twenty that he saw the signs, his own strong back and youthful features that he had ignored struck him as odd, even then he paid it little mind thinking it was just his Uzumaki vitality keeping him that way. At his second born, Minato, promotion to jounin he became a little concerned, but the Kyuubi eased his mind. After all Uzumaki vitality plus the vitality of a jinchuuriki, he should look so young! It was when little Kushine was wed at the age of 23 he realized...He had stopped aging. The days following that revelation gave way to a depressed and bitter man...but he recovered as Naruto always does.
When Hinata died...he was a wreck, not looking a day of 29, Naruto tried to take his own life, of course he failed. The Kyuubi could only be so kind as to heal him. From there it was just a downward spiral, First his friends...then his own children...grandchildren...great grandchildren. He watched there passing as time moved past him with out a second glance. He fought on though! Like a proud man and ninja he took his licks to the jaw and asked for more. He faded with time though, not wanting to see more loved ones go, he fell to the back ground and watched the world turn.
On his one thousandth birth day he broke. Someone had been sent to kill him, a young kunoichi was sent out with false information that he was a threat to the amazingly still standing Allied Shiobi Council, When he had first heard it was still around he couldn't have been more proud, after all he helped form it, and that he needed to be dealt with. He had kept up his training though, still every bit as strong as when he slew Uchiha Madara, and the young girl was soundly defeated.
It was only after there bought that he noticed her long dark blue hair and the faded blue eyes. When he removed her mask it was like staring into the past, truly it could have been his lost love Hinata...but this was a darker truth, It was a great decedent of his, Aobato Namikaze. He had killed one of his many times great grandchildren, it was two hundred years later he finally came back to his mind.
The turn of the age, when technology started to progress, the ninja way died, wars came and went, civilizations burned, Land masses fall into the sea only to pop up of the other side of the globe. He had seen much joy, pain, and tragedy, but he carried on. Hoping, one day, just maybe, he could be saved.
He had seen the world shift and change, lived for millennium after all he knew was gone. Has suffered alone and in silence cursed by his fate of birth to watch the ones he loves most, wither and die. His only friend the voice tripped in his own mind. Well...Until now that is. Until a big blue box landed in his backyard.
AN: That right. Naruto and Doctor Who Clash!