Ocean: Alright take the disclaimer away Saichi;

Saichi: Why me? What a drag!

Wanderer: It has to be the pineapple because PINEAPPLE POWER!

Saichi: Damn teenage girls and their bad jokes.

Itachi: I liked it!

Saichi: Fine Ocean and Wanderer do not own Naruto or Boruto. They just own the pink haired Itachi and I.

Himawari: Shush! I want to hear the story!

The Vortex opened up, dropping the two conscious and one unconscious genin onto earth. The conscious ones landed on a bridge, while the unconscious landed in the river.

"COLD!" Itachi yelled, jumping out of the water and clinging to Saichi like a deranged koala.

Saichi paid no attention to the sopping wet Uchiha as he was staring with wide eyes at something in the distance.

"Quick, henge everyone!" He hissed quietly, already making the hand signs himself. He looked over his shoulder at his best friend.

"Get off me now Tomato King! It is way too troublesome carrying you like a backpack."

Itachi got down.

Saichi had henged his hair to be shorter, keeping the platinum blond color. He basically looked like a blonde version of his maternal grandfather Rasa. His outfit , he simply henged his Nara clan symbol since he had been wearing a normal jacket in the first place.

Himawari had henged her long black hair into a bright red color. She had also changed her pale lavender eyes to be a warm brown. To her outfit, she didn't make many changes, just hiding the Uzumaki clan symbol and making her sweatshirt solid yellow. She looked like her grandmother Kushina, a woman Himawari greatly admired and loved.

Itachi. . . well. . . He was there a few moments ago. His teammates just didn't notice his absence yet.

"Why did we have to henge?" Himawari asked Saichi quietly.

Saichi whispered, pulling Himawari into a crouching position. "Look down there and tell me what you see Hima."

Himawari followed the direction that Saichi's finger was pointing with her eyes.

Her pupils dilated and her mouth formed an O shape.

"But. . . But that looks like young Papa and Team Seven!"

"Exactly, I think that vortex was a jutsu of some kind. One that sent us to the past somehow." Saichi explained.

Himawari gasped. "That means I can meet Uncle Neji!"

"I guess you can. We have to be careful though, remember we can't change too much of the past. Now that you mention it I am surprised that Itachi hasn't gone to talk to his parents yet."

Saichi looked back to see a distinct last of pink haired Uchiha.

"Troublesome." He muttered.

"That's all you have to say!" Himawari whisper-yelled. "We have to find him. He's our friend and friends stick together in situations like this!"

The two set off in the hopes of finding their friend before he did anything too stupid.

With Itachi

A grin was plain on the Uchiha's face as he sat on the nose of the third Hokage with a can of spray paint in one hand and a bag of spray paint cans in the other.

"Fewer heads." Itachi said aloud to himself. "That should take less time to paint and make it easier to escape."

It had crossed his mind that the team might have time traveled, but he had more important things to do.

Itachi wasn't a complete idiot however, he had taken off the red jacket that had the Uchiha clan symbol on it so now he was wearing his black t-shirt and black ANBU style pants.

He hadn't henged however, so he looked like Sasuke with a bubblegum pink version of Akatsuki Itachi's hair style.

Itachi looked at the monument pretending to observe it like a painter by making the box with his hands and then grinned once he got an idea.

Jumping over to Himawari's grandfather's head, he began artistically spraying a messy version of Starry Night onto the monument.

With Team Seven

Sasuke Uchiha looked up at the monument. "I wonder who did that. . . Naruto was that you?"

Sakura looked up at it. "That's an actual painting, Sasuke-kun, Naruto doesn't do actual paintings."

Naruto crossed his arms "I was going to do that after today's training! What a jerk, dattebayo!"

Kakashi was reading his porn and not paying attention to his adorable little genin.

An ANBU wearing a snake mask appeared in front of the team and bowed. "Team Seven is requested in the Hokage's office."

Back with Team Three

Itachi sat on the monument, proud of his masterpiece, until he began to sense doom in the form of an angry pineapple genius.

"ITACHI! WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT PAINTING THE MONUMENT! YOU BETTER APOLOGIZE!" Saichi pulled out his fan all three moons present.

Himawari was staying at a safe distance from her Nara teammate. Not a moment too soon, the Pink Uchiha went flying full force through the Hokage's window right as Naruto Uzumaki was being scolded by Tsunade.

Himawari and Saichi jumped through the window following their friend, who was stumbling around and saying that they needed to save the Vanilla Princess from the Gumdrop Bandits.

"Sorry about that Hokage-sama." Saichi bowed down. "Our friend was just coming to apologise for painting the monument. He just needed. . . persuasion first." He said ignoring the blubbering Itachi.

"Hurry! To Marshmallow Mountain!" Itachi attempted to grab Sakura's arm and drag her with him.

Sakura cried out in surprise and reflexively hit Itachi in the head. Itachi fell backwards and landed on top of Sasuke, who shoved him off and stood back up, ignoring the pink idiot on the floor. Saichi quickly dragged Itachi away from the younger versions of his parents.

"Ita-baka" He said with a small amount of fondness for his friend.

"I'll check Itachi for a concussion." Himawari said with a tone of resignation in her voice, kneeling beside her teammate.

"Good idea, we don't need him losing anymore brain cells." Saichi agreed.

"The Gumdrop Bandits were hired by the Jelly King!" Itachi sat up, crying out in horror. "How could he?"

Saichi then kneeled down next to Himawari and whispered "Don't repeat his name again, have you notice who is in the room?"

Himawari nodded in understanding.

Sasuke could clearly still remember the name the red haired girl had said. "Itachi." He growled, but he didn't direct his anger at the pink haired boy. Uchiha's were nothing like that. He then turned his gaze to the other two unknowns, trying to get what he can out of just observation.

Kakashi noticed that the unknown girl looked a lot like the wife of his jounin sensei, only younger.

Sakura looked at the unconscious boy's pink hair, such a similar shade to her own. She also glared at the red haired girl who Sasuke was looking at.

Naruto was looking at the boy who was not on the ground in pain. He had a fan, a lot like Gaara's sister Temari did.

Saichi explained to Tsunade. "Ita-Baka is weird, but we like him. He's our teammate/friend/pet-thing."

"I resent that!" Itachi yelled.

"Be quiet and go back to Candy Kingdom."

Tsunade looked at the trio. "What are your names?"

Saichi took it upon himself to speak "I'm Saichi Narabaku, that's Himawari Hyumaki and the one talking about the Candy Bandits is Itachi Iha".

"Gumdrop Bandits, Saichi." Himawari gently corrected. "Be respectful."

"No difference, gumdrops are candy. Besides that's all his brain is made of."

Himawari stuck her tongue out. "Just shows that you inherited your mother's violence, but not your father's calm."

"Don't care, I intend to leave the calm to my brother." Saichi shot back.

"WHO DOES HE THINK HE IS!" Naruto pointed down at Itachi. "PAINTING THE MONUMENT IS MY JOB!"

"We can do it together tomorrow if you want." Itachi smiled at the future Orange Hokage.

Naruto smiled back.

Saichi gave Itachi a warning glare. "Don't I get a break from disciplining you?"

"You're not my MOM!" Itachi stood up and got into a fighting stance, ready to punt Saichi to his Uncle's' Kazekage tower.

Naruto joined the argument on the side of his new pink haired friend, Sakura started yelling at Himawari for stealing Sasuke's attention, Saichi started defending Himawari, and Sasuke got involved because he felt left out.

Watching the six twelve year olds yelling and fighting in her office, Tsunade pressed a button on the intercom. "Shizune, I need the emergency sake stash."

A/N: Reviews are like cake, they are sweet, delicious, and we want some.

~ Wanderer and Ocean