A/N: Written for the /r/NarutoFanfiction writing prompt challenge #12 (you can see the other entries at redd dot it slash 4xjfsq). "Turn an overused cliche that is commonly used in fanfiction into a tragedy."
"Naruto darling! Look what I found!"
Sakura's voice echoed in the small chamber, and stretched down the corridor to where Naruto was looking through some old scrolls. He dropped them the instant he heard the excitement in Sakura's voice.
As he rushed into the room, he realised it must have been much bigger at some point in the past. Most of it was filled by ice. And in the ice were faint shadows.
"This is amazing. When Uzushiogakure was destroyed, they must have been able to protect themselves down here. Who knows how long they've waited?" Sakura said, sounding as quiet as though they were in a cathedral. "How did you know to come here?"
"I'm not really sure, I guess it was just one of my amazing ideas!" Naruto rubbed the back of his head awkwardly. Sakura walked over and wrapped her arm around him.
"Look! The ice is starting to melt!" And indeed it was. As the water dripped down and ran out of the room along a specially-designed drain, Naruto started to make out individual features. The first was a couple, looking barely older than he was. The man had blond hair that fell in ragged spikes, like his own but longer. The woman had his face, down to the shape of their chins, and long red hair down to her waist.
They fell forward as the ice released its grasp, coughing. The man spoke first. "Naruto?"
"Is that- is that our son?" The woman held her hand to her face, eyes pooling with incredulous tears.
"Mum? Dad? How did you get here? I thought you died in Konoha..." Naruto frowned, puzzled, then shrugged. "Who cares; you're here now and that's all that matters!"
Sakura pulled out two blankets and wrapped them around his parents. "You're in luck - you're here just in time for our wedding!"
Naruto tossed and turned in his pod, dangling from a huge tree that reached up to the blood-red moon.
