Izuna struggled to keep his eyes on the Hokage's face. Considering how attractive the Hokage was despite the fact that she looked like the Senju she was, this wasn't normally a problem. The carving on the mountain clearly didn't do her justice, as it didn't give anyone any clue about her rather sizable...assets.

It was as his eyes were once more being wrenched away from the Godaime Hokage's rather ample bust that he caught some of the report the group from this village was making which concerned him.

"Hey, hang on a second, I'm not that little...I'm not Sasuke's brother illegitimate or otherwise." he piped up.

"Who are you, and why did you let us believe that you were his brother?" the Hokage asked, looking as if a wrong answer would be a signature on his death warrant.

"I'm Izuna, Uchiha Madara's little brother. I ended up here after I experimented with my Mangekyo Sharingan to see if it was possible to bend space and time. There was a bit of a mix-up because I believed that Sasuke was my counterpart in this universe since we looked so much alike, and I thought he wanted me to join up with him to kill Madara, not that Itachi guy. It turned out that it was another Taka/Hibachi situation, sort of." He replied.

"Taka/Hibachi situation?" the group all asked.

"A while back two feuding parties within the clan each gave birth to a son who very strongly resembled his great-grandfather. As both boys shared the same great-grandfather, both boys were virtually identical. On more than one occasion, both families had dragged the wrong boy home at the end of the day, which caused quite the ruckus." he replied.

Several people snickered as they pictured the situation he'd described. He could tell from experience that watching it was infinitely more amusing than imagining it. The undercover mission where Taka and Hibachi had been forced to pass themselves off as a pair of twins had been a riot, since both of them had continued their families' feud.

Eventually, after the group had finished their report and he had informed the Hokage that his intention was to go home as soon as he figured out how to do so, and had a long conversation with some guy who was completely covered in scars named Ibiki and a Yamanaka named Inoichi he was released, given directions to the Uchiha district, and told he could pretty much do what he wanted as long as he didn't break any of the local laws. The first thing he did was try to make his way to the local library with the pass he'd been given to look up said laws so he didn't get dragged off by law enforcement for something completely stupid like spitting on the sidewalk.

Things would have been easier if he knew where the library was. He'd tried to get directions, but his exceedingly strong resemblance to his descendant didn't do him any favors. Uchiha Sasuke was popular alright, but for all the wrong reasons. It seemed that the Hokage had sent out his only friends in the entire world to retrieve him, as for everyone else here...

As he looked up at the outside entrance to the psychiatric ward of the local hospital, he mused that he shouldn't have trusted that little kid's directions considering the shit eating grin the kid had on his face as he gave them. The blond Uzumaki freak of nature managed to escape the hospital as he turned to leave.

"Hey, Izuna!" the Uzumaki called out when he spotted him. "Sasuke's awake, and the doctor said he could have a couple visitors before his interrogation!"

"And this concerns me how?" he asked over his shoulder as he walked off.

"Don't be silly, you're family. Of course you'll be visiting him!" the Uzumaki yelled as he grabbed him and dragged him towards the hospital. He briefly considered killing the boy but decided it wasn't worth all of the trouble of having every last one of the shinobi in the "village" out for his blood. Fighting the boy on this issue could have similarly troublesome results.

Soon, he found himself sitting in a white room watching as his or the other him's great-great-grandson struggled to get out of his restraints so he could strangle the blond boy who wouldn't stop talking at him. If he'd known it would be like this, he wouldn't have been nearly as reluctant to visit. A medic came in with a clipboard which probably held the answer to the other matter he'd decided to deal with since he was at a medical facility that had the resources to do so.

"Congratulations." the medic said with a slightly amused smile. "It was a girl who had a girl who had a girl who had a boy."

Uchiha Sasuke's eyes widened at this.

"YOU MEAN I'M RELATED TO THAT IDIOT? !" his, or rather his other great-great-grandson roared.

"You wouldn't happen to have the Sharingan would you?" he asked the Uzumaki freak of nature who was of his, or rather this universe's Izuna's blood while the Uchiha boy suffered some sort of panic attack at the thought of being related to said Uzumaki freak of nature. Why did the only family he had in this universe have to be either insane or an asshole or both?

"Nope." the Uzumaki replied. "I got something even better, though being related to you guys explains how I got it."

"What could be better than the Sharingan?" he and Sasuke asked at the same time.

"You know that part of the brain the Uchiha have that keeps you from suffering from total visual overload so you can keep functioning in battle?" the Uzumaki asked.

"...Yes." Sasuke replied, as he wondered where this was going.

"Mine works better than most." the Uzumaki said grinning proudly. "How else do you think I can have a thousand Kage Bunshin dispel at once without my brain frying? Of course it was the reason it took me nearly four years to realize that I keep my clones' memories, but..."

As he was trying to process the idea of being able to create a thousand Kage Bunshin, one of the doctors came in, informed them that their visiting time was up, and practically chased them out of the room. From there, the Uzumaki offered to walk him to the Uchiha district. Though he didn't want to admit it, he was quite lost since his trip through the "village" had gotten him turned around, so he took the boy up on his offer and did his best to tune out the boy's constant nattering.

"...and then Iruka-sensei made me clean up the entire monument..." the Uzumaki was saying as they reached the "Uchiha District".

He took one look at the abandoned and crumbling district and made a decision.

"Yeah...no." he said. "I'm not staying here."

"You can stay at my place Jiichan!" the Uzumaki yelled.

"I think I'll find a room at an inn." he said before turning away and walking off.

Three inns, two suspicious looking "motels", and any number of rejections from the local women later, he gave his search for a room for the night up as a lost cause and went searching for the Uzumaki. There was no way in hell he'd be sleeping out in the open in the middle of a city, and the Uzumaki had to shut up when he went to sleep right? Right?

&!&!&!&

Naruto sighed as he once again resisted the urge to use his great-great-grandfather's toothbrush to clean his toilet. The man had popped by in the middle of the night three nights ago, scattered his belongings throughout the apartment, and vanished never to be seen again the next morning.

As he was getting dressed for the day, someone started angrily pounding on his door. When he answered it, it was to find Sai's boss and a couple of those not-ANBU guys holding up his great-great-grandfather who looked a bit worse for wear on his doorstep.

"Keep your Uchiha out of Root headquarters or Sharingan or no Sharingan I'll neuter him myself." Sai's boss snarled as the two not-ANBU guys heaved his great-great-grandpa into his apartment, narrowly missing him as he hastily got out of the way.

If I knew that this guy was going to be this much trouble, I probably wouldn't have signed all those papers making him my responsibility. he mused as Sai's boss and the two not-ANBU walked away.

"No emotions my ass." his great-great-grandfather said with a smug smile as he tried to tend to a series of scratches that ran down his back with supplies from his First-Aid kit.