Sasuke abruptly realised, in the middle of his travel to Uzushiogakure, that he forgot to tell Yugito about the hostages in the basement. Oh well, she'd realise soon enough.
It was a cute-looking little island surrounded by whirlpools. If it wasn't full of deadly ninja, Sasuke would've called it an ideal tourist spot. But then again, the fact that it had deadly ninja was the reason he was here. The place was probably swarming with sealing masters.
Uzushiogakure was, thankfully for him, quiet lax, like a village in the present. Security was minimal, so he could bypass it easily. Sasuke surmised that it was a costs thing. They'd had to spend more money on seals and equipment, so had little to spend on borders. Plus, it wasn't technically a village yet - just a budding settlement.
Normally, his dark hair and eyes wouldn't have stuck out too much, except when among crimson-headed people. All of them walked with an exuberant gait, much like Naruto. Sasuke fixed himself a nondescript, blendable Henge, eyeing the plethora of Uzumaki. He had to find one competent enough to seal a Bijuu accurately, yet easy to kidnap.
This was a difficult task, as the more talented ones would be more prominent within the Uzumaki and ergo more noticed if they went missing. Sasuke paused for a thought. He looked like an Uchiha, and was an Uchiha, so if he was to be seen while kidnapping an Uzumaki, they'd blame the Uchiha clan, whom they were already enemies with.
With that thought in mind, Sasuke surreptitiously broke into the largest building in the vicinity, in search of a random Uzumaki. He entered the building through a window on the top floor, careful to evade any watching eyes.
Decidedly a teenage girl's bedroom. Sasuke paced the room, flipping through lots and lots of notes on chakra and sealing before determining the girl in question competent enough to be able to single-handedly seal a Bijuu. Unfortunately, judging by the size of the whole estate, she was some sort of Uzumaki princess.
As the door creaked open, Sasuke stared at it, unmoving. A girl with a fancy updo walked in, seeming to have initially not noticed him. When she did, however, her lips parted to scream, so Sasuke lunged, pinning her down and clamping her mouth shut. She writhed under his grip, as expected, so he used a cloth doused in chloroform to knock her out, dropping the Henge simultaneously, displaying his Sharingan.
He took a second to scrawl out a note that said the Uchiha took her, leaving it on her bed. This may cause another battle between the Uzumaki and Uchiha. Oops.
Admittedly, he did feel like a creep for tying and knocking out a teenage girl, although it was to prevent some universal paradox. She'd wake up in a few minutes, so he'd have to flee Uzushiogakure before that. Luckily, Shunshin was a technique not yet invented.
The girl stirred, her eyes blinking open just to glare at him. No surprise there. Sasuke was unfazed. It was like a kitten trying to look menacing.
"Why did you kidnap me?" She was tied against a tree in a forest. She tried (and failed) to move her arms or free herself. Sasuke had to appreciate that she seemed to be keeping her cool, instead of panicking and whining like a baby.
"If I didn't, then that'd probably destroy the world or something," Sasuke decided to be honest. If they needed a sealing master to turn Yugito into a double Jinchuuriki, then it'd probably be best for said sealing master to know the truth. The girl seemed frustrated at his vagueness.
"Ludicrous," she commented.
"What's your name?" Sasuke asked.
"You kidnapped me and you don't know that?" He shrugged in response.
"Please. You're not that special," he rolled his eyes, standing up to get a fire started. He was hungry.
"It's Mito," she muttered. The name was instantly familiar to him. She was Hashirama's wife in the future. Her last name was never really mentioned in the Academy. It probably would've done Naruto good if he knew his ancestor was married to Senju Hashirama.
"Alright then," he roasted a fish over the fire, "You hungry?" She was about to nod. "I'm not going to untie you though," he commented. Mito shook her head.
"Why do the Uchiha need an Uzumaki? I'd like to know the real reason." Sasuke bit into his fish. As expected, she didn't believe him.
"I'm not affiliated with them," he started. Mito's eyes widened.
"You're a rogue Uchiha," she gasped, scandalised.
"Anyway," he continued, "That is the real reason. I'll explain more later, but I need you to seal something into my friend, or the world might end." He sent her a look that said 'drop it'. Mito's questions ceased.
"If I do that, will you let me go?" Her question didn't carry any fright at all, just curiosity.
"That depends," Sasuke shrugged. He didn't like unnecessary killing, but if Mito sealed the Niibi 2 into Yugito and decided to spread the idea of sealing Bijuu into people...he'd pulverise her, no hesitation. He refused to let more than one Jinchuuriki exist in this time.
"You'd need to shut up about everything you will see. It's not going to help you anyway, so you have no reason to blab," he didn't voice the thoughts about potentially killing her. Unnerving the person whom you entrust with a major task wasn't a good idea.
"If you cooperate," he warned, "I promise you that it'll be like a holiday." He didn't need to go over what'll happen if she decided to not cooperate. They both knew.
Strangely, Mito didn't seem to hate being kidnapped that much, or maybe she was that good at concealing her emotions. But however good she'd be at hiding her feelings, Sasuke was better at reading people.
"Are you engaged to Hashirama?" He enquired, keeping his tone even enough to probe for an interesting answer.
Mito pursed her lips and nodded reluctantly.
"It's a beneficial marriage. It's my duty to strengthen the clan by marrying well," she gestured towards the cooking fish. Sasuke loosened the ropes enough for her to eat. Even if she ran away, they both knew he'd catch her.
"Do you even like him?" Sasuke asked, sensing some sort of oddity here. Uzumaki Mito was a strange character.
"Never met him. Dunno what he looks like." Mito bit into the fish with no hesitation, not even checking for poison. Not that she needed to.
Sasuke sensed a 'but' somewhere. She was suspiciously loose-lipped, and her style of speech was more like how people spoke in the future, modern.
"My feelings aren't taken into consideration, but it would make me happiest to see my clan flourish."
"Alright then," Sasuke said in a way that suggested he didn't believe her. Mito parted her lips to start talking again until she caught herself, her eyes widening in self-deprecation.
"Oh my God. You kidnapped me. Why am I telling you all this?" It seemed she realised herself.
"Stockholm syndrome," he joked, though it had a grain of truth in it. Mito's clan probably wasn't very nice to her, treating her like an object and a bargaining tool, so the only one she'd actually get to rant to is her kidnapper. It was a bit twisted.
"I don't know what that is, but it's wrong," she finished her fish. Sasuke stood up, fully energised, cutting the ropes that bound her.
"Anyway, let's go." There's no way she'd actually run away, he was positive, so he ran one way, and she followed.
"Where are we going?" She trudged after him, lifting her dress to not get any mud on it.
"You'll see," he muttered, speeding up.
Omake
Naruto had stumbled upon a rather peculiar object. It was small and thin like a tablet, rectangular. A smaller black rectangle was inside of the larger rectangle. At the bottom was a circular button.
"Oi, Sai, look at this!"
Sai peered over Naruto's shoulder, eyeing the object with curiosity. He grabbed it, summoned a hint of lightning, watching the small rectangle start to glow.
"An electric device, I presume."
Naruto began fiddling with a button on the side that controlled the glowiness. Sai snatched it, muttering a jutsu. The object glowed brighter. Naruto snatched it back, clicking on one of the small squares labelled 'Camera' that appeared on the little rectangle - the screen.
"What jutsu was that?"
"WiFi no Jutsu," Sai replied.
Naruto closed in on the object. It reflected his face! He clicked the white button at the bottom. There was a sound and his reflection seemed to be stuck in time. It took a photo of his face.
"Why is the camera quality so bad?" He asked, looking at Sai, who rolled his eyes.
"Duh. It's an Android, dummy."