Just a note that none of the following chapters will be structured like this, I just wanted to get the introduction bits finished so that I can write the fun stuff!

Chapter ONE

"It's not that bad, guys!"

"Idiot."

"We're all being punished for something you did, Naruto, if you don't stop grinning I will punch you."

"You punched me already, Sakura-chan…"

"We're cleaning the archives. We're Jounin, Naruto! This is a D-rank at best!"

"We are being punished for destruction, Sakura, and you clearly were the culprit that caused most of it."

"...Did I hear something?"

"...Hn."

"Sasuke-kun, you've barely touched your pile."

"...It's dusty."

"What, scared of some dirt, you bastard?"

"Guys!"

"I'm hungry, Sakura-chan!"

"Stop whining! Stop fighting! Work, so we can leave sooner!"

"But I haven't eaten-Guys, do you see that?"

"Don't touch it, idiot!"

"Naruto! We were told to be careful with-is it glowing?"

"What did you do?"

"Shut up, bastard-"

"Naruto put it down-"

"Uh, I think it's...stuck to my hand?"

"NARUTO!"

Uzumaki Naruto blinks and finds himself sitting on a couch, in front of a TV playing some cartoon show he does not know. He fights his immediate reaction, which is to jump to his feet. He senses no immediate dangers, so he remains rooted to his spot, and instead, he reaches out with his senses. There is a woman and a child in the room next door.

He then glances down at his hands, because his body feels wrong, and stares at the hands that look way too small to be his. He wonders if this is a genjutsu even as he scoffs at the thought, because what else could it be?

Kurama would have told him if he was under a genjutsu. Was he dreaming?

'Kurama?' he prompts and feels the familiar presence of the fox stir within him. 'What-'

A platter of footsteps interrupt his thought and Naruto looks up to see a boy, younger than his own body, running up towards him with the toothiest grin he has seen in a while.

Sakura grinning usually meant danger, and Sasuke did not grin, period. The boy skids to a halt at his side and raises his arms. When Naruto continues to stare, the boy huffs.

Was he talking to him? "A-ni-ki!"

The blond boy waves his arms excitedly and Naruto finds himself reaching down to pick him up. "What's your name, little guy?"

The boy's grin widens. "Ka-tsu-ki!" He wriggles out of his grasp and clambers over him so that they are seated next to each other. The boy turns towards the television screen, but a small hand remains wrapped around his finger. Naruto tries to tug his hand away and receives a sound of annoyance.

More footsteps approach, and this time a woman appears at the doorway. She rolls her eyes affectionately when she spots him and the little boy. "Naruto watch your brother while I make lunch!" the woman says, loudly, then vanishes down the corridor.

"Since when did I have a brother?" Naruto mutters.

"A-ni-ki!" the boy chortles. "A-ni-ki!"

"Since now," he decides, and he buries his face into the younger boy's hair. The boy, Katsuki? lets out a childish giggle and tugs at his hair. "He's cute, 'ttebayo."

'Are you not the least bit curious about where you are?' Kurama rumbles from within him.

'A little,' he thinks back, 'but later.'

'You're in a different world, kid.'

'...What?'

Naruto is an easy-going guy in general, and he accepts his role as Bakugou Naruto rather easily. Kurama rolls his eyes but if this is an intricate genjutsu, the caster would have to run out of chakra at some point, right?

A part of Naruto knows that is not the case. He does not know what exactly is going on, but he has close to no information on what exactly could be happening.

He suspects the scroll, but that stupid thing is nowhere to be been.

He keeps his eyes peeled, and honestly with the way his mother rambles on and on about it and his father pulls him aside to give him a more calm warning about it, it doesn't take him too long to figure out what a quirk is.

A quirk is like a Kekkei Genkai, just that most people in this world have one. It is usually genetic, but Naruto's quirk is possibly a rare case of mutation where his powers are unrelated to genetic lineage.

Of course, because he is a ninja with a fox living in his stomach.

He pushes this to the side for now and fits right into his new life. Kindergarten is fun enough but school starts when he is six and Naruto, who is five, has around a year before he is forced into compulsory education.

'School,' he thinks and makes a face.

'If you're even here in a year's time,' Kurama notes.

"Hurry up Aniki!" Katsuki calls, and tugs on his arm.

In the few weeks, he has been here, Katsuki's speech has greatly improved. Naruto does not know how fast toddlers improve their speech, but Katsuki seems to have a generally fast grasp of everything.

Naruto grins down at the boy. "Sorry, yeah, let's go 'ttebayo."

Katsuki quickens their pace, pulling him along, and Naruto hears Mitsuki let out a small but affectionate sigh as she hurries to match speeds with her younger son. They cross one final road and enter a park, where Katsuki drops his hand and is immediately running towards the sandpit. Mitsuki wanders over to sit beneath a tree, and Naruto turns to the object of his fascination during his past few visits.

There is a new apartment being constructed right next to the playground, and Naruto finds himself fascinated by the machinery used to lift the massive beams to build up and up.

He can picture Sakura lifting them over her shoulder and running up the side of the building and laughs to himself.

Katsuki soon wanders from his side, probably bored, and finds a shy, green-haired boy and immediately appears to decide that he is now a follower. Naruto watches in amusement as the other boy scrambles after his brother in an attempt to keep up as Katsuki leads them around the park. He considers joining them, but the sound of machinery once again catches his attention, this time from the other side of the park, where a group of men are working on the road.

It is a while later when he feels something in the air, something tickling at the corner of his senses, and he looks up. Mitsuki is sitting at a bench, talking to a woman with green hair who he guesses is the mother of the boy. Katsuki and his new friend are nowhere to be seen. He reaches out with his chakra and pauses when he feels them hovering near each other, right below the construction site.

That place is a 'stay out' area…

He whips around, his bad feeling intensifying, and he can just barely make out the two boys inspecting something on the ground, right at the foot of the new building. Above them, a metal beam is being swayed by the wind. He jumps to his feet.

Naruto sees the metal beam falling even before words can leave his throat. Neither boy seems to notice anything, and even if they did, they would not be able to move out of the way.

'KURAMA!'

Chakra flares to life within his body, a familiar feeling after a while of keeping it dormant and hidden with him. He is across the playground in a blink of an eye, and he throws himself over his brother and the green-haired boy. Kurama's chakra easily deflects the falling beams and the twin gasps of surprise beneath him turn into screams of fear when it is flung away from them.

There are shouts of panic coming from around them, and once Naruto is sure nothing else will come falling their way, he grabs both boys around the stomach and moves away from beneath the construction.

Mitsuki comes rushing over, the green-haired woman right behind her. "Katsuki"

Naruto puts down both boys, who immediately run over to their respective mothers, crying. He stays rooted to his spot, every nerve in his body tingling for any signs of dangers. He knows it was an accident, but years of training and a life where danger could be around every corner rear's its head. Kurama's power brimming beneath his skin is comforting, and he-

Mitsuki lunges at him and draws him into a hug. "Naruto! Are you hurt?"

Naruto shakes off his thoughts and allows himself to relax into his mother's arms. "No," he says. "I-" His mind whirls. "My quirk-"

"Thank you for saving my son," the other woman cries. "I... if you haven't been there…"

Naruto smiles kindly. "I'm glad he's not hurt 'ttebayo," he tells her, then turns to his mother with a grin. "I guess we can go fill in that registration, huh."

Naruto admits, it is a little strange when no one reacts negatively to his powers. He knows the history of the nine-tailed fox does not exist in this world, but he still feels weird when all the doctors do is praise him for saving Katsuki and his new friend, Midoriya Izuku.

He does not understand much how exactly quirk registration works, but he is called into what looks like a doctor's office a while later and seated on a chair before the man dressed in a white coat tells his mother a bunch of things Naruto is not really bothered to listen to.

He does cut in, however, when he hears something that makes Kurama growl in annoyance.

"It's a fox," he says, and everyone in the room turns to look at him.

"What do you mean, Naruto-kun?" the doctor asks kindly.

"My quirk." Calling his powers a quirk is still a little strange. "It's a fox."

"How do you know that?"

"I can hear him," Naruto tells them. "It's a fox."

So, his quirk is named 'Kitsune'.

'Nine-tailed fox,' Kurama snarls. 'Not just a fox, a nine-tailed fox.'

'They don't know that' Naruto thinks back.

'Tell them, kid.'

'Do you really want me to make things more complicated than it is?'

Haruno Sakura blinks and finds herself surrounded by crying men and women. Needless to say, she is confused. It takes approximately a minute for her to grasp the situation of the crying adults, but not necessarily what exactly is going on with herself.

She remembers Naruto pulling the stupid prank, she remembers being assigned to clean the library archives as punishment. She remembers nothing after that.

Apparently, she is a young girl whose parents had died just yesterday, which is a little unfortunate because if they had died a day later, she'd have been able to help them.

Then again, she is told that their 'car' blew up, and while she has no idea what a car is, the fact that it blows up is enough to tell her that perhaps it would have been too late regardless.

The news reports that there are no signs of foul play, but the men and women who had been there when she woke up tells her that it is probably anything but.

"Yakuza have lots of enemies," they tell her.

What's a yakuza? Sakura thinks. She is still confused but she senses no threat from the people surrounding her. They appear loyal enough to her dead parents, which supposedly meant they were loyal to her, and many of them hang around to make sure she is coping properly.

Sakura keeps an eye out for signs of a genjutsu as she allows her parent's subordinates usher her around, but she sees no signs of anything that could hint at one being used. That leads her to the conclusion that perhaps she is in another world altogether. Did a stupid scroll have that much power? She isn't entirely sure, but she had jumped through dimensions with Obito before, it wouldn't be the strangest thing she has gone through.

She learns that a 'car' is a four-wheeled vehicle that moved using an engine. A carriage, she concludes, powered by technology. She rides one a few days later to attend the funeral of her parents. There is a sombre atmosphere, but no one cries. Sakura does not either, mostly because she does not know her parents beyond the two photographs at the front of the hall.

Apparently, there is no body to bury.

After the ceremony, a single man remains in the room while everyone shuffles out with final words of condolences in her direction. Everyone calls him 'Boss', and when he approaches her, she quickly follows the example of everyone else and bows.

She might have done so regardless because she can instantly tell that this man is different from everyone else. He demands respect and everyone seems to differ to him. In a way, he reminds her of the Third Hokage.

"Sakura," the man says, and she looks up. So, he knows her, and perhaps she should know him. "I am sorry to hear what happened to your parents. They have served me loyally and well for many years, and you have my utmost condolences."

Her parents worked under this man. Sakura takes note of this. Unsure of what else to say, she raises her head and says, "Thank you."

'Boss' chuckles softly. "I recently took in a young boy," he tells her. "Only a few years older than you. Perhaps you would like to come with me as well?"

A murmur goes up around her and Sakura looks up at the man again. He looks genuine, and while there is a hardness in his eyes she recognises from years of experience and perhaps one price paid too many, she has a feeling he is making this offer for her. "Go with you?" She prompts.

She does not know if she has a choice in the matter.

The smile never fades and all she receives is a nod. So, this is an all or nothing deal.

Sakura dips her head again. "It will be an honour, Boss."

The man looks up and over his shoulder. "Come here, Kai."

The entourage behind him parts and a young boy steps up. "This is Sakura," he says. "She will be joining us starting today."

The boy gives a stiff nod before looking down at her. At first glance, she assumes he is like her in that the Boss had taken him in. "Please take care of me," she says.

After everything is sorted, Sakura is ushered into a car with the Boss and Kai.

Apparently, she will not be going back to the house that had been her home.

Sakura does not mind, because she had literally woken up there three days ago; being told that is her home doesn't really resonate with her.

"What has your parents told you about their work?" Boss asks.

Kai is looking out the window, but she can tell that he is also listening.

Sakura is careful with her words. "The bare minimum," she says like she is quoting someone. "But I know it's important work."

The Boss smiles. "You're just a child," he tells her. "There's no need to rush. Once we return, you can slowly learn all there is to know about being a yakuza and the Shie Hassaikai."

Being a yakuza is what killed her parents, Sakura thinks, but she holds her tongue.

Shie Hassaikai. That is the name of an organisation if she has ever heard one. Kai is now openly listening in on the exchange, and he puffs up his chest in pride when the name rolls off the Boss's tongue.

Honestly, Sakura feels rather accomplished already. If anyone hears that from a five-year-old girl they might laugh it off or stare at her strangely, but she's sure none of them would be able to brag that they had literally been living another life until a few days ago.

Regardless, she is kind of done with trying to be the single brain cell of Team Seven; she will allow life to take her wherever, and if fate wants her to become a yakuza, well…

"Understood, Boss."

Uchiha Sasuke blinks and finds himself standing in the middle of an empty street.

He does not recognise it. He has no idea where he is and activating his Sharingan is all it takes for him to understand that he is not in a genjutsu of any sort.

What did Naruto do this time?

His body feels wrong. A single glance down at his hands tells him that the body he is currently inhabiting is not his. It is at least ten years too young.

There is a distinct lack of power in the chakra that surrounds him too. In fact, the way chakra is just a little different, more dormant, tells him that it is quite possible he is in a different world altogether. It takes him a moment to process, but he has seen dead people come back to life and had fought a rabbit goddess; he has come to accept that nothing should be thought impossible.

He remembers hoping something would happen if only so that he could get out of cleaning duty, but this is a little extreme, even for him.

Sasuke spends the next few hours exploring his surroundings. He keeps a careful eye on the state of his body but senses no changes.

Would the jump back be as sudden and abrupt as the beginning to his journey here? He feels a lump in his throat. Would he be able to return at all? What had happened to his teammates?

If he ever sees Naruto again, he will murder the blond.

He senses a presence in front of him. He continues walking, though, because back in Konoha, and everywhere else really, people recognized him and scrambled to move out of the way when he came stalking.

He forgets that he currently looks like a kid. He runs into them and smirks when the adult man stumbles backwards while he remains rooted to his spot.

"What's a kid doing here?"

Sasuke tries to walk past, but one of them grabs his arm. "Oi, brat, you ignorin' us?"

Drunk, Sasuke thinks; he can smell the alcohol on his breath. There are two other guys behind him.

"I'm ignoring you, for you," he says, and he hates his voice for being so high pitched. He tries to get his arm out of the man's grasp but he refuses to let go.

"Wha' was tha'?" The man's entire body begins to glow.

Alarmed, Sasuke rips his arm away and puts distance between himself and them. Another man behind the glowing guy now has elongated nails, and a third one has a long, thick tail studded with spikes.

Was that chakra?

Sasuke's Sharingan flares to life and as the first man jumps at him. He could have restricted all three the moment they had looked at his eyes, but he is curious, and moments later disappointed, when he easily dodges away from his attacker's amateurish moves and knocks him away.

He lashes out backwards, not even a glance over his shoulder, and sends his first attacker hurtling into the brick wall behind him. He realises his mistake when a loud crack sounds from the direction he had sent the man flying. He dodges the attack from Claws and slams his hand into the back of his neck as he stumbles past, knocking him out. The third man flings his tail in his direction, sending spikes flying his way, and Sasuke breathes fire, blowing it away. He shoots himself forward and makes quick work of him as well, before turning back to the first one.

A quick brush of his hands against his pulse alerts him that he is still alive. Blood is seeping from a wound on his head where he had hit the wall.

He honestly expected him to lighten his own crash. He had known his opponents were inebriated, but their appearances had made him forget that perhaps they were not shinobi.

He moves all three, who are unconscious but alive, to the sidewalk. Hopefully, they won't remember much. He winces at the burn marks from his fire technique and quickly leaves the alleyway behind.

Even after he had put enough space between himself and the street where he had left the drunk men to feel reassured, the few people wandering about outside shoots glances his way. Perhaps it is not normal for a child his age to be wandering around late at night.

Not to mention, he is quite done for the day.

He has nothing on him, but he is used to sleeping outdoors without camping gear. He wanders a little further until he comes across a playground. There is a red, plastic tube thing high up, and he clambers into it. The walls will keep the wind away, and he trusts his instincts enough to wake him up if any sort of threat turns his way.

He hopes that this is all a dream but knowing that life isn't that kind, so instead, he curses his life and his team.

A presence outside jolts him awake and Sasuke finds himself reaching for a weapon he does not have. He curses his lack of blade, though he is plenty confident of his ability to fight without one, and slowly makes his way towards where the presence is clearly waiting for him.

The sun is just barely peeking out from behind the tall buildings. A man in a black suit is standing down below.

Sasuke jumps out of his temporary sleeping space but keeps his distance. "What do you want?"

The man holds up a piece of paper, a photograph, and Sasuke narrows his eyes when he recognises the three unconscious men from last night. If he had his sword, he would have slowly drawn it in a threat. Since he doesn't, he settles with raising a hand to his face and letting his Sharingan flicker to life.

The man before him had as much chakra as every other person he had passed after arriving here. However, he is a shinobi, and he recognises a dangerous person when he sees one. Not to mention, while the three drunk men from last night might have not been shinobi, they still had powers that, with proper training, could have made them formidable.

Perhaps the people here had a power source different from chakra? In that case, he would have to be careful not to judge the threat level of someone in a way he usually did.

"What do you want?" he repeats.

"I am not going to hurt you."

That is not an answer to his question. Sasuke fights the urge to roll his eyes. If this man thought he could hurt him, he would be very surprised.

The man observes him for a moment. "Would you like to come with me?" he asks. "Your powers, I can teach you to control them."

Sasuke keeps his face blank. That was sudden. Who did this man think he was?

However, Sasuke recognises the atmosphere surrounding the man. And really, did he have anywhere to go?

He is suddenly thrust into a new world. It is quite possible he was someone until he had arrived, but that matters little because he had no idea who that might have been. He is a child, probably five, and has no form of identification. Then, suddenly there is this unknown, suspicious, most likely dangerous man offering to take him in.

Now, this feels familiar, Sasuke thinks. Perhaps fate was playing a prank on him.

Maybe it is in his blood to catch the attention of strange men. The thought makes him scoff. He accepts if only to show fate that, no, he has not learnt anything.

So, yeah, a new story :) I'm not even sorry at this point. Imma say now that this is mostly comedy...or that's the plan for now. I have no idea where this is going either, so we'll just have to see :))))))

Also, should I split the chapters into three like this, or focus on Naruto, Sakura or Sasuke per chapter?

Reviews are appreciated, I consume them as much needed nutrients.