"Try not to say anything stupid," Madara warned, taking the first step into the rocky clearing that was the meeting area, a single river snaked through the center not shallow enough to drown in, but the water was quick and clear. "Also if you so much as look at another woman I will end them, and then I will cut you."
"So I should just go out their blind folded?" She was probably at least slightly serious about the whole stabbing thing, hopefully she'd at least wait, or just stab him with her hand…. Softly. "Or maybe I should just stand back."
She snorted, "I have seen you move blindfolded, somehow it is worse than how you move normally, but no, I need you there, and able to fight, you are to be my second, especially if that bastard Tobirama wishes to try something."
"Besides," She smiled, black eyes twinkling like the space between stars. "I wish to show you off, both as my prize and as my champion."
A sour taste washed over his mouth, fueled by a single thought that didn't sit well with him. "Are you trying to make the First Hokage jealous?"
"Why would I be jealous of parading you around like a prized bird?" Her smile didn't fade as she pushed back a strand of her hair, readjusting her ponytail that was a failed attempt to contain her long raven hair. Somehow it looked even hotter than normal. "Remember, I will not let that fool Hashirama become the First Hokage, that title will be mine. You can have the title of Second once I grow tire of it. Or perhaps not, there is much we can do with an abundance of free time."
He pushed her lightly as they walked along one of the larger stones, worn smooth from rain, wind, and the river. Her posture didn't change in the slightest and her grace shined through as she moved like a grass in the wind. "You're avoiding my question."
"While I do respect that fool Hashirama a great deal there is nothing between us." She sighed, grinding her teeth and letting out a low growl. "You will see soon enough why he agitates me and why I wish to show you off. However if you wish to kill Hashirama in a fit of jealousy I will do little to stop you."
"Is it wrong I kind of want to fight him for the fun of it?"
"No, I find the desire to challenge ones self to be an attractive trait," She drew in close so that he could hear the husk in her voice that sent a shiver down his back. "One that I wish to exploit in bed."
"Are you trying to turn me on before the meeting?"
"It would amuse me."
"How on earth did I fall in love with a girl like you?"
She stopped, one foot balancing on the crumbled peak of a shattered stone. Her face was flushed and she glared at him. "You are not to say that in public."
"Why?"
Her lips fell upon his cheek, then she took the lead once more her voice being carried on the warm breeze. "I may not be able to control hunger for you otherwise."
They stood at the stone covered bank of the river, Madara standing with her arms crossed on the taller rock while he stood below her, close to the waters edge. The other Uchiha - all their warriors - stood behind him, hands on their weapons, they were not just ready for a fight, they were hoping for it.
Madara's foot tapped against the stone, growing faster and faster and began to mix with the low growl that was escaping from her as she glared daggers at the forest just across from the rocky bastion. It came to a stop and a smile broke out across her face. "They're here."
It was hard not to remember the feeling of Hashirama's chakra. Even when the man was dead, sealed, and turned against him it was something that could not be forgotten. An overflowing sense of power that demanded respect and warned his enemies to flee. Kurama roared out inside of him, wanting to try and fight the man once more, to crush him, apparently some grudges didn't go away so easily.
Still, Naruto couldn't help but smile, he wanted to fight Hashirama and go all out. If for no other reason than to say he beat the god of shinobi.
"You're late Hashirama you fool!" Madara barked, crouching low and placing an arm on her knee. Her smile was feral and he could see the desire to fight burn around her. Was that how he was with Sasuke? Hopefully not. Then her smile and zeal vanished when the man came into view. "How'd you get a black eye?"
"It is why we're late," a white haired man dressed in blue plate arm asnwered, the Second Hokage, Tobirama said, nothing was spared his glare, not even his own brother. "Though to be honest I didn't expect you to show up."
"Oh come now, Tobirama, show some respect," Hashirama flinched as he touched his black eye, "This is merely a wound from our guest, I may have over stepped my bounds, but who is your friend? I don't recall a blond Uchiha."
Madara gestured towards him her smile growing more wicked with each motion. "This is my lover you fool, his voice of reason is why I am even bothering with you."
"Lover?" Hashirama shook his head blinking. "Oh, well I see, that's very forward thinking of your clan! They must be happy for you!" He bowed at the waste towards him. "I do hope you and Madara can find happiness, I know he can be a handful at times."
"Hashirama you fool!" The stone cracked under her foot, and her hand was resting her the blade of her hilt. "How many times do I have to tell you I am a woman!"
Hashirama snorted. "What? Nonsense, I have known you since you were a boy, now please stop trying to trick me Madara, I accept you for who you are."
Madara growled her eye twitching as her fingers danced along her hilt. "Enough of this. We are here to talk about the future of our-"
"Naruto?" A voice called out from behind Hashirama, Tobirama, and the host of ninja that accompanied them. Coming into view was a beautfiul woman with long pink hair tied into a ponytail that trailed well bellow her waist, a pink diamond was stuck in the middle of her forehead. Naturally one of the first things he noticed was her rather pronounced chest, especially compared to her rather slender figure that was dressed in an pink battle kimono similiar to what Shizune used to wear. She was also waving at him. "Is that you Naruto?"
He almost didn't recognize her because of the boobs and the long hair. But there was no doubt that it was Sakura. What was she doing here? How did she get here? How long did she have to be here to grow hair that long and boobs that big?
"Sakura!" He crossed the river in a heartbeat, rushing over to pull Sakura into a hug. Laughing even as he felt tears fall from his eyes. He picked her up, spinning her around, and she hugged him back, her monsterous strength all but squeezing the life out of him. They seperated but he didn't dare take his arms off her or else she might vanish.
"Why's your hair so long and where'd you get the boobs?" Yes, that was the first thing that came out of his mouth. Important questions like why she was here, how was she, and other things still sat in the back of his mind but she did just squeeze her boobs against his chest. Besides. It was Sakura with boobs. That only happened in his dreams.
Her face turned red, and her smile vanished, her arms folding over her chest. "Idiot is that the first thing that you ask me? And I don't know when I got here my hair was long and my boobs were big." She pointed towards his arm, still glaring at him. "Probably why you got your arm back."
"Oh, right, I guess that makes sense. Do you know why we're here or how we even got here?" There was probably a chance that she knew but probably not. "I just kind of remember flying through the air and then crashing into a river."
"Not so loud," Sakura hissed. "We're in the past you idiot we can't let them know where we're from."
Oh, well it was a bit to late for that, but hopefully it wasn't that big of a deal that he maybe told Madara basically everything. Maybe it was a good thing that he was bad a history? "Uhh, okay but umm, why?"
Sakura's face turned cold. "You told someone didn't you?"
"Told someone what?" Madara's cold voice and icy glare was contrast to the warm smile she bore. He had a bad feeling about this. "And I would appreciate it if you would realse him this instant. I'd hate for him to get in the way of me killing you."
Sakura returned the glare without missing a beat. "Oh, and why would I do that? He's my friend and who the hell are you?"
Madara continued to draw her sword as though she was singing it out. "I shall do you the honor of knowing the name of the one who would kill you. I am Madara Uchiha and you are touching my lover."
"Wait," Sakura blinked, several times, her fist still clutched around his collar. "You're Madara Uchiha? As in The Madara Uchiha?"
"I see my reputation proceeds me I-"
"You're woman?" Sakura all but shouted, her mouth hanging open.
"Yes! I am a woman!" Madara finished drawing her sword and sliced at the air, her anger was hot enough that he feared she might catch the river on fire. "Why is everybody so suprised by that! Now release Naruto so I might kill you properly!"
"Why? He's just an idiot." Sakura blinked, looking between him and Madara, showing way to much bravery for someone that was about to be murdered.
Madara went to swing but was stopped by Hashirama grabbing her arm. "Come now Madara you know a man should never hit a woman."
"Piss of Hashirama you fool! Let me kill that skank she's touching what's rightfully mine!"Madara flailed.
"Ahh," Sakura blinked, he could hear things clicking into place inside her head. She blinked at him, looking between him, and the angry Madara that was all but spewing fire. As to how an actual fight hadn't broken out between the two clans was something else entirerly. "Madara said you're her lover right?"
"Uhh yes?" He nodded flinching, waiting for a punch that would in all likely hood send him back to the future. "Please don't hit me."
The blow never came. He dared a glance at Sakura her face a mixture of disguest as he watched all the events unfold before his eyes. "You Idiot," her voice carried that normal barb with but was barely a whisper. "You mean to tell me, that"
She had both hands around his collar and he felt his feet lift off the ground. She was mad. Really really mad. Madder than he'd ever seen her before.
"YOU HAD SEX WITH MADARA UCHIHA?"
AN: Hey look its Sakura... I'm ready for the flames claiming that I ruined the story by including her. But here me out. The pairing is still the same. And she's here to help with the plot and is not a romantic intrest for Naruto (He's a guy he's going to notice his best female friend growing boobs). Also Hashirama is a sexist pig that doesn't think Madara is a girl. Anyways, I'll see what few of you stick around after this chapter! Next chapter is going to be slightly explainy.