Disclaimer: I own nothing but the idea of such a stupid direction this story has to go.

Summary: It starts with talking to a grave... and a really horrible speculation. Sets 13 years after Naruto Sasuke and Sakura genin teams and 12 years after Sasuke left and came back and so on. Well, a lot of things happened in between but we don't really want to spoil this story anymore. So please read!

Prologue (Unbeta-ed)

Cool breeze blew persistently over sun-kissed blond, threatening them out of their neatly combed style beneath the hitai-ate. Its owner oblivious to their perilous state, continued to stare at the carved stone with a wistful expression.

He sighed, "It's been a while huh, bastard," words were almost a whisper.

He was leaning against the big oak tree near by, brown leaves already decorating its cover. In fact, the whole area seemed slightly brownish, a sign that autumn was threatening to knock on the doors of Konoha.

"Could have been a better meeting of old rivals and sorts but you just had to leave again, didn't you?" he choked, his voice sounded like something wavering between crying and laughter.

"Did you know that sometimes, more than anything else in the world, what we should cherish the most is our lives? But you wouldn't know, would you? Lying beneath this six feet pile of shit..." Eyelids closed on blue pupil as he paused to take a deep breath. "Bet you would still treasure your pride more than anything else even if you came back."

"You know what made Orochimaru strong? It's definitely not his aim to take over the world or anything stupid like that, it's his will to live, you idiot. Never thought the tables would turn on you, heh? Me calling you idiot, you must be having fits in your skeleton or whatever that's left of your corpse." He strolled towards the stone.

"Pride..." He snorted, "What stupid pride it was..."

"Just like on your dying breath, you were still refusing to acknowledge the fact that i am the better ninja that you will never be. Or that you were really sorry for bringing such pain to Sakura and me. Haha," he clutched his tummy with both hands as though stifling his laughter. "Pity you have never known such undying loyalty in your face, bastard."

The urge to laugh subsided. He took another deep breath and left the site. Some group of kids were waiting for him.

"Sensei! You're late!" A red eye spunky little girl called out to him. She puffed and dropped down to sit on the ground she was standing on moments before.

"Ahaha, Sorry, sorry, you see, I was on my way here when an beautiful lady almost fell down the stairs, I broke her fall and to thank me, she insisted on giving me a treat at Ichiraku. I mean, who can resist that offer?" He grinned sheepishly, his left hand scratching the back of his head.

"Liar!" The other two little genin pointed fingers at him. One was a boy with black hair and green eyes, the other was another girl with clear blue eyes, almost like his and reddish brown hair that was cropped really short. His stomach chose to growl at this moment, exposing his lies to the skies.

"Hahaha, nothing escapes your eyes, I guessed." He grinned even more and bend down, moving closer to the kids, "Say, since there will be no mission or training today as I have decided of now, how about we four head down to Ichiraku to fulfill that earlier fantasy of mine?"

"Again?!" The red eye girl with dark brown hair jumped up from her sitting position. Her hair swinging violently behind her in her ponytail as she ran towards her Sensei. She paused right in front of him and demanded, "I want sushi!"

Shikamaru had personally warned him in the least amount of words possible, not teach any pervert things he learned from the hentai Sannin to the dearest daughter of Kurenai and the previous Asuma Sarutobi, else... well, he would not even try to get there.

"It's the 100,000th over times we have been to Ichiraku with you Uzumaki-sensei!" the short hair girl cried, stomping on foot down on the ground. He could almost understand her anger (and her miscalculation - 100,000th times?!), whose parents in the right mind would cut such short hair for their daughters when they are barely over 12 years old! He almost pitied her as he thought back about how Ino and Sakura treasured their long hair so much in the past.

Talking about Sakura, he turned to look at the only male genin in his team. His strength had definitely been taken after his mother, Sakura. And it was the Sakura, after her three years training with Tsunade-baachan. Pretty scary if you consider his age. He was only 8 years old, the youngest genin of his batch to pass the genin test. His character however, he found it a bit hard to pinpoint who had he taken after, he was nothing like the youth-enthusiastic father of a green bouncing bunny who could never hold his liquour, neither was he like the multiface Sakura who could go from very sweet woman to a burning volcano on the verge of explosion.

"Yeah, no more ramen again," the boy agreed, he huffed and crossed his arms, turning his head up to eye his Sensei fearlessly.

If he had to say whose character he had taken after, his young and brooding manner, almost resenting everything and liking nothing did remind him of a certain... black haired avenger...

No way! What was he thinking! Sakura would never in a million years cheat on her husband!

But this was now and then was then. Afterall, Sakura did loved him very much ten years ago. No! Urgh! The mental images almost tortured him to death about his two previous teammates...cop.. copu...copulating back then, or anytime in his lifetime. And then his mind was flooded with the images of Lee's crying face, an equally sad Sakura, a broken family and a boy with no wish to either follow his mom or dad... Sakura would never do anything like that!

"Well?" the dark hair boy tapped his left foot impatiently.

He shook himself out of his reverie.

"Alright, alright!" Naruto smiled at the three little brats, "I give. Listen up Sarutobi Maki! Asakura Mai! Takuma Lee! Let's go for sushi at Nishigawa!"

He mentally whacked himself on his head. What was he thinking about. Ahahahahaha.

"Hmph." Takuma snorted and turned his head to lead the way.

It wasn't possible... right?

AN: So, what do you think? D