"Why are you acting like this is my fault?" Sakura asked him as they followed the red-haired Anbu with the Sharingan to the Hokages' office. Konoha, and it could still be called that, was eerily similar to how it used to be, as in the village wasn't built into a giant crater that Nagato had put there after leveling the village the first time. "She kicked me into the portal! Her shoe print is still on my ass!"

He sighed, shooting a glare back at her, one that she shot right back. "Because you were wrong, this isn't our Konoha. Sasuke was the second Hokage, and then there's this Anbu lady leading us, who in case you didn't notice has the Sharingan! Now I'm stuck in a Konoha that isn't home and I'm not with her. So its lose-lose."

If the Anbu cared about their arguing she hadn't said anything in the last five minutes. Hell, he was half certain she was tuning them out, which was impressive.

"What do you want from me?" Sakura crossed her arms for what felt like the hundredth time, her glare was gone but her face was far from pleasant. "To say sorry that I separated you from Madara? Because all I did, was have you open the portal. That's it. I know its hard to accept this right now Naruto. But I do want what's best for you."

"Oh, and what's that?" He spat, and for once she didn't bother to return his glare. No, what she did was much worse. It was a smile, so sincere it was poised to steal all of his anger. This was why he hated arguing with Sakura. Most of the time, she knew exactly what to say, how to say, and be right.

She placed a hand on his arm, his crush was long since gone, but her friendship was still important to him. "I said it already, for you to become the Hokage standing in front of all the people that you worked so hard to get acknowledged by." Her hand slid off him, and that tender smile vanished, knuckle pressed against her forehead. "But I am sorry that we're here. I should have studied the portal more, I thought that since last four Hokage's were the same that meant it was the same. Seeing you there I should have expected that Sasuke was there as well. Somewhere."

The worst part was that he knew she was right. But that didn't mean he had to be happy about it. "That's not what you should be apologizing for."

"Of course not." Her stance relaxed, and her hand found its way to his arm once more. "But I'm not going to apologize for something I didn't do. This heartbreak that you're feeling? That sense of betrayl that's eating away at your heart right now? I've felt that feeling. And I know that you're blaming me for everything right now, but I just want to let you know that I'm your friend and like it or not I'm here for you."

"Can you stop being right? It's pissing me off."

She just smiled, trying to cover up the fact that she wasn't taking any of this well either.

The Anbu opened a door, the exact same door that used to lead to the Hokage building before it was destroyed. They followed after her red hair that popped like blood on a white shirt, and into the Hokages' office.

It was the same, yet different. The view was still the same, the plants were different, and there was more stuff on the walls, but the desk was still the same. And lining the walls were paintings of each of the Hokage's Sasuke's smug ass face looked far to smug to be on that wall and he wanted to Rasengan it into nothing. Judging by how Sakura was squeezing his arm she probably wanted to do the same.

But that Sasuke looked different, his hair no longer fell over his left eye, and he no longer had the Rinnegan. It was still the Bastard.

They were not alone either, two figures waited for them in the room. A man, dressed in shinobi attire but wearing the Hokage's hat. And a woman staring out the woman with red hair that looked so familiar.

"Oh, our 'guests' are here." The man behind the desk was Kakashi, there was no mistaking that, he had the same lazy look, the same drawl. But something was off, that scar on his left eye was gone. "How did they act?"

"They argued like a married couple the whole way here and kept referring to the Second Hokage as a" The red-haired snitch coughed into her hand. "A 'Bastard'"

He wasn't just a bastard, he was the Bastard, anything else just didn't do him justice.

"Just like my grandfather said they would." The woman turned, and he recognized that woman anywhere.

"Granny? Why'd you dye your hair red?" He asked pointing towards Tsunade. It was Tsunade, of that there was no doubt, it looked exactly like her, she even had the same diamond thing! Only her hair and eyes were different.

Tsunade groaned, clenching her fist and glaring at him. "He was also right that I'd want to punch the blonde brat. He's almost as bad as the first Hokage."

"Umm, Master," Sakura asked taking a step forward and bowing slightly. "I'm almost afraid to ask, but who's your grandfather?"

"The second Hokage, of course, Sasuke Uchiha." Tsunade bristled with pride, holding her mighty chest high.

"Of course it is." Sakura sighed, feeling the same dread that he was. Sakura looked ready to scream loudly. Something he felt sympathetic towards. "Let me guess he met your grandmother because he fell into her bathtub?"

"Hot spring actually." Tsunade blinked, her stance relaxing. "But we're not here to talk about my grandfather's love life. We're here to talk about you two." She turned towards Kakashi. "Bottom right drawer, towards the back my grandfather left some scrolls in there for these two."

"Are you going to explain what's going on or am I just going to have to accept this as random Uchiha, or Uzumaki bullshit?" Despite his protest, he did reach into the desk and began to fish out some scrolls. All of them looked really old. There was a black one, two blue ones, and two pink ones. "You know I was wondering what these were."

"Long story short, these two are friends of my grandfather and they're time travelers that went back in time, then forward in time, and now they're here in a present that they don't exist in because my grandfather changed it." Tsunade shrugged letting out a sigh. "Honestly I thought that he was messing with me. But here I am looking at Naruto and Sakura."

"Right, I'll file this under Uchiha bullshit."

"So what exactly did that Bastard change?" He crossed his arms glaring at the scrolls, then back at the smug picture of the Bastard, Bastard technically became the Hokage before him! He wanted to go back in time just to punch him in the face. And then kiss Madara.

"No idea, go read a history book." Tsunade waved him off, "Kakashi, please read the black scroll, it might explain something. I think the other ones are for them."

Kakashi nodded unfurling the black scroll. "Right then let's see here, oh it looks rather short, makes sense, lord second was known for keeping things short." Kakashi coughed into his hand. "Dear, Loser and Sakura." He blinked, then again, and then looked up at them. "His words, not mine."

"It's fine," Sakura sighed. "We're used to it. Doesn't mean I don't want to punch him though."

"Fair." Kakashi righted himself once more. "Alright, so where were we. 'Incase I need to spell it out for you I went to the past as well. I was actually shocked, that you two were as well, but since I was stranded here, I decided to fix some things. I also fell in love and started a family. One of the largest changes was bringing the Uzumaki clan fully into Konoha and strengthening the bonds between the Uzumaki and Uchiha clans."

That explained all the redheads with the Sharingan.

"To simplify my major changes, I brought about a lasting world peace, introduced a dual Hokage system, quelled most of the Bijuu, defeated the Zetsu, and resealed Kaguya again, check up on that in thirty years. I also did a lot to make certain that you two wouldn't be born so we didn't get another time paradox. Included with this scroll are two scrolls for both of you. The blue is for Naruto and the pink are for Sakura, I color coded them so you two wouldn't get confused."

Kakashi rolled the scroll back up. "Best wishes, and try not to fuck up my village. Sasuke Uchiha."

"That!" Sakura screamed stomping her foot hard enough to make the bookshelf shake. Her hands were grasping at a neck that wasn't there. He'd rarely seen her this mad before. And for once it wasn't his fault. "That! Bastard!"

Tsunade took a step forward. "I understand this is a lot to take in, but you are my grandfather's friends, and members of Konoha, we'll do what we can, within reason, to help accommodate you, and I hope that soon you will come to accept this Konoha as your home."

"What about Madara? What happened to Madara? And the Fourth Hokage, Minato? What about him? And Jiraiya!" If Sasuke fixed all this stuff just so the Uchiha wouldn't die, maybe he left his parents alive too. Please. Let the Bastard be at least slightly human for once in his life.

"Well, my ex-husband is currently drinking and whoring himself to an early grave." Tsunade's face turned into a sneer as she crossed her arms.

"Ex? I don't remember the second divorce." Kakashi looked over to his fellow Hokage.

Tsunade sighed, "It's a spiritual divorce. As for Minato, he isn't here."

"So he's dead?" His voice cracked. What about his mother? Kushina? It made sense, Kakashi and Tsunade wouldn't be the Hokage if he was still around.

"What? No, let me finish before you jump to conclusions brat." Tsunade rolled her eyes. "Minato is out on a diplomatic mission, he should be back soon." Just how many Hokage were there? "Why, is he important to you? You kind of look like him."

"Oh well, he's kind of was my dad, or at least maybe?" This time travel stuff was starting to make his head hurt. Still, both Jiraiya and his dad were alive! That was great news!

"As for Madara was it? I don't recall anything about a Madara." Tsunade tapped her chin. "But there are a lot of villagers in the village, do they have a clan name?"

Oh. The happiness did not mix well with the loss. It was like a hole had formed where his heart was and was eating him up. If they didn't know here by name then something must have happened to her, or she went crazy and is in a hole plotting over to take over the world. Or, maybe Sasuke killed her. Or anything really. It was like over one hundred years ago. "No, it's fine, I'll just read a history book or something."

"You alright kid? You look like I just kicked your puppy."

Sakura's hand was on his shoulder again. "He's just going through something right now, and all this is a lot to take in. You wouldn't happen to have a place for us to rest and gather our thoughts would you?"

"Understandable." Kakashi stood, walking around the desk to give them their scrolls. "While I am sympathetic to your plight, we do have to think about Konoha as a whole, I can offer you at most two weeks to adjust before you choose to join active duty or find some other calling. But if you're anywhere as great as the Bastard," he nodded towards the painting of Sasuke on the wall. "Then I am honored to have you with us."

"Thank you Kakashi-sensei." Sakura accepted all the scrolls bowing slightly.

"Sensei huh?"

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He stared up at his ceiling, watching the slowly rotating blade of the fan that didn't so much as squeak. In theory, he should be happy. His dad was alive, his teacher was alive, his mom was probably alive too, the world was at peace, in theory, he had a giant clan, and everything just seemed that much better.

But it was hard to be happy knowing that he wouldn't be able to see her again. Dammit, why'd he have to touch that stupid portal? This was all Sakura's fault. Except it wasn't.

This sucked. He couldn't even be angry! Instead, all he felt was this dull sad emotion that just wouldn't go away. He sighed for what felt like the thousandth time since he arrived at his temporary home and reached over towards one of Sasuke's scrolls, thumbing at the first one.

Might as well see what the Bastard has to say. Once again it was short.

"Dear loser," He already wanted to burn this. "I'm sorry with how things turned out, it would have been a big help to have you with me especially during those early years. And I tried to do things the way you would, which was frequently the stupid way. Anyways, I have fixed Konoha's past, now it's your turn to lead them to a future. So try not to fuck it up. Also, the other scroll is Madara. So be careful."

He threw Sasuke scroll across the room, flailing as he tried to stand, instead he kept tripping over himself as he made for that second scroll. Why didn't he grab this one first? Dumb luck? His heart beat like roaring thunder, deafening him to the silence outside.

What was in here? Closure? Hatred? Love? It was something. Just anything about her would do.

He opened the scroll.

Smoke exploded from it and he dropped it to the ground coughing and waving it a away.

"That damn Uzumaki woman was not lying when she said I'd feel stiff." He knew that voice all to well. When the smoke vanished, he saw Madara, smiling at him, with that same wry smile she often gave him. Everything about her was exactly how he remembered.

"Madara?" he asked, taking a step towards her daring, to reach out and touch her. Her cheek felt warm, and she nudged into him, letting this one tender moment hang in the air until it was ripe. "How?"

"I haven't seen you in months," She smiled reaching out for his face as the distance between them became almost nothing. "I will experience you once more before I explain myself."

It always was hard to argue with her tongue down his throat.

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Sasuke's note had been a heartfelt list of apologies and going over a bunch of plans that he hadn't been able to implement and his expectations of her. But the other scroll the one from Tobirama was the most unusual one. Mostly because she didn't know Tobirama all that well, certainly not as well as Naruto knew Madara, but the conservative Second Hokage was bound to have something to say to her.

But instead of words when she opened it up, she found it smoking, and that Tobirama would step out of that smoke.

"Tobirama? What are you doing here?" This was the last thing she needed today! More time traveling bullshit.

He stepped forward stretching so that his neck popped, his cheeks were red. "I had Mito Uzumaki seal me into a scroll so that I might keep an eye on Madara."

"Oh, wait does that mean-"

He stopped her stepping forward and grabbing her chin. "But more importantly I wanted to see you again."

Their lips met. And her brain stopped working. She was kissing the second Hokage! Then she was making out with the second Hokage. Why was she letting the second Hokage undress her? Why was she undressing the second Hokage?

Holy crap she was such a repressed hypocrite!

AN: See, trust me. Well, atleast I hope you did. Anyways, I hope this chapter made up for last chapter. But for most of you it probably didn't. For the record, this was planned from the start (Well not the start as I wrote the first chapter at like 4 am, and had to figure out a plan later). I know some, if not most, of you were hoping for some warring clans era stuff, or maybe something a bit more epic (We're not done btw) or actiony, but I don't think I really gave away that this would be that kind of fic other than the setting, so sorry for misleading.

We're back on track for the fluff!

Before I forget, and now that that ark has passed. I'd like to talk to you about Sakura. A sizable and vocal chunk of you, really dislike her, or you don't like how I have portrayed her in this fic. Allow me to try to explain why she was here and what her purpose was.

Sakura was the physical manifestation of his conflict between staying with Madara or making an effort to go back to his time. She also offered him a way back. And I know a lot of you disagree, but for most of what she said and how she said it, she was in the right. Her and Naruto didn't belong in that time, and going back to their time was the right choice. Or atleast it should have been if not for Sasuke. But I failed to show this properly in my fic. So please forgive me for portraying Sakura badly.

Until next time ~ Yoji.