Life in this Konoha wasn't all that different from the old one. He went on missions, fought bad guys, saved a village every so often, often getting in more trouble than he needed to only for everything to fix everything else. He also learned a whole lot from his mother and father, such as why him learning the Flying Thunder God Jutsu would be a bad idea.

Math, the answer was math. No amount of chakra could solve a math problem. Well he could summon a toad to do it for him, but that's not exactly helpful when he's trying to do some kind of mental math that revolved the speed of light, and like three different letters and some weird squiggly symbol that he didn't even know what it was called just to not end up inside of a tree was not something that was practical.

But he got to show his dad how to add an element the Rasengan so that was awesome!

He also found out why there were so many people walking around with the Hokage title. The answer was so simple that if it was a snake… well, technically it was a snake, just a snake that he knew all too well. Sasuke. It was all Sasuke's fault. Somehow the bastard had managed to change the way Konoha worked so that there could be multiple Hokage.

Originally it was designed to give the multiple clans representation, and while that was still the idea, it eventually just evolved into a council type thing where there were up to three Hokage's at any given time with one acting as a foreign diplomat. And Tsunade was planning on retiring soon, and if he kept doing missions, and proving himself he'd probably be the next person in line.

Mostly because as Tsunade said it, nobody else was dumb enough to take the job.

There was just one thing on his list that he had been putting off since he got here.

He stared at the bar, the pungent scent of booze bellowing out into the street so thick he could almost see it. It wasn't a seedy or shady bar, but it wasn't one of the fancy ones, it was just a run of the mill place that hired pretty girls to serve the customers. Which made it the perfect place to find Jiraiya.

That and he could hear the loud belly laugh that his sensei was known for coming from inside the building, often followed by a shriek then a giggle from a whatever poor barmaid was entertaining him. Wasn't he married to Tsunade? Didn't he have grandkids?

"Guess somethings really don't change," He couldn't help but laugh scratching the back of his head. Truthfully he'd been putting this off since he realized that Jiraiya would be alive, and he hadn't accidentally bumped into the man as he did with his mother, so this was probably long overdue. Like what the hell was he supposed to say.

Welp, better late than never, heh, that was probably what Jiraiya thought when he first started looking over his training.

He stepped into the threshold and found his sensei almost instantly in the sparsely populated afternoon crowd. Jiraiya sat with a pair of bar floozies that were showing off a lot of cleavage and kept touching the old man. They were all actors, them pretending to be interesting in him, and him pretending that he didn't know better.

Or at least that's what he used to think, but Jiraiya was something else, he could walk into any bar and be treated like an old regular knowing everybody's name and stories. Jiraiya wasn't just another actor in the play he was the director, writer, and lead.

He walked up to the table where his master sat laughing with two girls that were giving his sensei so much attention they had none to spare him. For what seemed like a life time he stared at the man as he paid him no mine, there was no doubt that it was Jiraiya, it looked like him, acted like him, dressed like him, certainly smelled like him, even drank like him.

With his parents, he knew they were dead since before he could remember, so he never felt their loss. But with Jiraiya, he felt a loss deeper than any other. And now staring at the man once more, he felt it again.

"Look, I understand seeing a legend like me can cause all sorts of emotions but crying in the middle of a bar is just rude." Jiraiya spun his sake cup, barely looking at him with the corner of his eye.

"Sorry," He sniffed, wiping away the tear that had formed. "It's just been a while."

He had Jiraiya's attention now and the old man took a sip of his drink, scrutinizing him like he was a piece of meat. "You look at bit like my stupid Minato, but I'm fairly certain he has a daughter and although his wife is mildly baby crazy I highly doubt that she'd make a clone just to increase her odds of getting grandchildren."

"Well actually I'm their son from another timeline where they die, I get the Kyuubi sealed inside of me, and then you eventually train me and you die and well.."

"Bahh," Jiraiya shrugged the girls off of him, leaning forward to look into his booze. "I am so not drunk enough to be hallucinating like this, Hell I'm barely even buzzed, wai, ahh fuck, what day is it?"

"Uhh thursday?"

"Fuck," The man collapsed back down into his seat blinking for a few seconds before pouring the bottle directly into his mouth. "Well, now shit makes sense, Might as well sit down and have a few drinks with me. Just promise me you won't try and fix my marriage problems. Or anything weird like that."

He couldn't help but smile and laugh before he sat down. "Something tells me you and Granny get along best with you barely get a long."

"Haha, So you understand! Barely functional is still functional after all. Now then! Let's drink my pupil from another dimension." There was no hesitation as he poured another two cups of sake and downed them himself. "Or timeline, or whatever you want to call it. Wait, let me guess, your name is Menma?"

"Uhh no, it's Naruto."

"Then to your health Naruto!"

Despite everything, Jiraiya managed to drink him out from under the table. Good thing Madara was away on a mission.

XXXX

"Sign this."

Madara tossed the paper so that it landed directly in front of him, the pen following soon after before she turned to rummage through their refrigerator, no doubt looking for a strawberry drink that his mother had exposed her too. Her normally wild hair was loosely contained in a ponytail that bloomed outwards and held up by two pins, they were part of a set - One with an Uzumaki spiral, and the other with the Uchiha symbol - he got her after his first mission was complete.

Sure she scolded him for wasting money and buying worthless trinkets, but since then she had found some way to make sure that she mixed the two in every one of the numerous outfits she was wearing. She looked every bit the modern fashionable shinobi that proliferated the world.

Though she still acted like a primitive barbarian at times as she was always happy to bring her sword out in a conversation. To say she threatened violence if things didn't go her way wasn't exactly accurate, it was just how she… okay, she used the threat of violence, excessively.

Which was probably why her only friends consisted of his mother, and, err, well, him?

"What is it?" He swallowed the bit of ramen that had still been in his mouth, he could have read it but it looked like a long really wordy thing that was for official stuff, that, and his eyes had much better things to look at. Like Madara, and her butt. It wasn't naked, and he'd seen it many many times before, but like ramen, he doubted he would ever get tired of staring at it.

The hiss of a freshly opened soda spread through the room and Madara rose to sip her drink, a soft smile spreading across her face. "Marriage papers, we're eloping."

Oh eloping, well that was just fine, but - "Hey wait! What? So soon? Why now? What happened to shopping with my mother?"

"She signed as the witness." She shrugged walking over to lean onto his shoulder, nuzzling her face into his neck and momentarily making him forget about the extra stuff. But then he remembered that this was marriage, as in that whole lifelong commitment thing, though when it came up around Madara she considered the whole thing nothing more than a formality.

In her eyes despite only knowing each other for about two months, they were something beyond soulmates. And given how he more or less abandoned her for half a year and then she gave up her life in the past to be with him. Besides, he couldn't imagine life without her.

Especially, the sensation of waking up with her in the bed every morning.

"But didn't she want us to have a wedding? She keeps talking about it whenever we have dinner!" Sure, he was being used as a substitute for his run-away technical sister that Eloped with some girl Tayuya, but that was fine, he was just happy to have a family in more ways than one! Shame his more or less sister and uhh more or less sister in law was currently in Uzushiogakure starting a new life.

"She dropped that when we found out I'm pregnant," She took another sip of that strawberry drink that didn't actually taste like strawberries or even smell remotely like the fruit. He looked at his life partner/apparent fiance with wide eyes going between her black eyes then towards her still flat stomach and pausing at her breasts along the way. "Oh, also I'm pregnant."

He blinked, staring at the document for a few more seconds before taking up the pen and signing his name. Madara was pregnant, with his child, and her first action after finding out was to elope with him, instead of telling him that she was pregnant so they could talk about this. And people called him stupid. At least when he fucks up he tells before first before he tries to fix it!

Unless he doesn't know that he fucked up, at which point he was often the last to find out and someone was going to call him stupid.

"So I guess we're married now?" He didn't feel any different. Madara didn't look any different.

The soda rested on the table as Madara began to wrap around him. "Technically once we give them that paper we'll be married, and you'll be Naruto Uchiha, but before we do that, I believe its time to celebrate."

Somehow, her shirt was already on the ground and his pants were already half-way off as she straddled him. Wait, why were his hands tied behind his back? When did that happen? And -

"Wait! What do you mean Naruto Uchiha?"

AN: Next chapter is the ending! Thanks for all the support regarding this fic and sorry for the long time between chapters, been having a tought time recently. But I'm fine... mostly! Anyways, see you at the finally!

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