Prologue

Kakashi gasped for air as quietly as he could. He was exhausted, utterly exhausted. His back ached from having to carry around his heavily injured comrade. They had both been until up until Madra spotted Kakashi, sending an onslaught of attacks, hence his gasping for air.

Deeming it safe, Kakashi let himself slide down the brick wall he was hiding behind, putting Naruto gently down to the side of him. As far as he knew, Naruto and himself were the only ones left besides Madara and Obito. Damn that Obito…

Naruto let out a small groan and twitched a little, showing no other signs of being alive. His breaths were hallowed and labored, his wounds obviously very infected.

Kakashi peered around the wall, finding no signs of Madara or Obito. He finally began to relax, his breathing finally becoming a bit more regulated now. The Copy Nin, however, kept his guard up, ready to grab Naruto and run in a moments notice.

"Ka...Kakashi-sensei?"? Naruto spoke weakly, being the first time he had spoken in a full day. Kakashi immediately went to his side.

"I'm here, Naruto," the said ninja replied, a look of worry and sorrow written across his face. Who wouldn't be worried though? Naruto looked as if he was next to death's door. His normally tanned face was ashen grey. Even though his stomach was bandaged up, courtesy of Kakashi, there was still a massive hole in it that was seeping blood through every inch of the bandages. You could also see the yellow like puffiness that surrounded it, being the most infected part of his body.

"Kakashi…," the teen rasped out, "I don't have much time left."

The masked ninja began to panic at his words. "Don't say that Naruto! You're going to be fine!" Kakashi hurriedly pumped some chakra into his hands, wincing from the pain of his already low chakra reserves.

"Don't bother, sensei, not even Kurama can heal this one," he said grimly. Naruto's eyes suddenly glazed over, telling Kakashi that he was conversing with said Kyuubi.

Kakashi watched with wonder as Naruto's dull eyes suddenly had a spark in them. Just what was the fox telling him? Slowly, Naruto came back into the real world, a smile shining on his face; one Kakashi hasn't seen since before Sakura had passed,

"Sit me up," Naruto said with a sudden urgency.

"But what about your wounds…" Kakashi trailed, slightly startled by his student's sudden outburst.

"Hurry and set me up!" The eighteen-year-old shouted, making Kakashi jump into action. The scarecrow quickly sat him up as he watched Naruto channel chakra into his index finger, drawing into the concrete below the two.

Kakashi continued watching his student expertly carve a complex seal into the ground, staying true to his Uzumaki and Namikaze roots. Whenever he was carving, a soft blue glow emitted from his finger and concrete. It was quite fascinating to watch. As Naruto started to move to the outer sections of the seal, the soft blue glue turned into a darker red. Kakashi's head jerked up to him, seeing the Kyuubi's chakra surrounding Naruto. He wanted to say something but decided against it, seeing how concentrated Naruto had been.

For hours, Naruto sat in that same concentrated state, carving each and every kanji perfectly. Kakakashi in the meantime kept a lookout for Madra and Obito. He occasionally took out some of the remaining white Zetsu. Finally, after around five hours had passed, Naruto stopped the carving with a satisfied, yet tired look on his face. Kakashi gave the area one more look over before sitting directly across his blonde-haired student. He scanned the seal carving before him, seeing if it was anything he had seen before; it wasn't.

"What does it do?" He asked curiously, eyeing the seal wearily.

Naruto looked at the seal proudly, then tried to stretch. He winced from his wounds, having forgotten about them. Kakashi helped Naruto lean against the wall again, taking note that the bandage had more blood seeping through it.

Finally, the blue-eyed teen spoke. "Kurama directed me through the steps of making the seal. What it is-" he was cut off by an explosion nearby. Kakashi cursed, making a mud wall hurriedly to block the debris from hitting the two.

"Sensei," Naruto voiced seriously and sternly, "we need to do this now. Move me over by the deal please."

Kakashi quickly obliged, even though he didn't even know just what the seal did.

Naruto placed his hands on the blue and red glowing seal, gesturing for Kakashi to do the same. The masked man laid both of his hands across from Narutos.

"Now pump as much chakra as you can into the seal… and hurry." Naruto explained quickly, coughing while turning his head to the side, some blood shooting from his mouth. Kakashi had then noticed two chakra signatures heading their way, no doubt Naruto did as well.

Kakashi willed his chakra into his palms then into the seal. He heard warning bells in his head go off, telling him he was too low on chakra. He kept pushing himself anyway, despite the pain. For the small hope that this seal brought Naruto… the hope it might give to himself; he would run his chakra completely dry if he had to.

Naruto was panting hard, a bit of blood running out from his mouth and onto his chin. Kakashi was about to mention it when he stopped form when Naruto met his gaze. There were an array of emotions in his eyes. Happiness, sadness, even a hint of regret.

"Make things better the next time around sensei…" the teen trailed, his eyes becoming more unfocused by the minute. The kanji began to glow on the seal now while the swirl in the middle began to spin.

The copy ninja's nerves felt as if they were on fire. He tried to pull away, but it was no use since his hands were stuck. He frantically looked up at Naruto, hoping for an explanation from him. Sadly, the last thing he would see in this timeline is Obito cutting Naruto down, Sharingan spinning madly.