Kakashi waited awkwardly before the small apartment door. His students stood next to him seemingly as uncomfortable with the situation as he was. If he were being wholly completely honest he didn't really want to meet the alternate reality version of his students. A red haired Naruto and female Sasuke were troublesome enough by themselves. Take into account the fact that both of them were easily jounin of his skill, or more made them potentially dangerous assets the village couldn't let go. That other Sasuke had a sharingan, a fully mature one, and the other Naruto had another version of the Kyuubi sealed within him. Those two facts made letting them leave the village impossible, and so him and his team stood here.

"Sensei! Knock the door!"

Naruto seemed excited, not having fully contemplated the full effect of having another version of him running around. He knocked after seemingly getting impatient. There was the sound of shuffling feet? A groan and muttered cursing.

The other Naruto opened the door. He was naked other than a pair of loose fitting boxers. He was running his hands through thick red lock and looked as if he'd just woken up. Kakashi blinked, noticing that the boxers were backwards.

"Yes?" He said, then he blinked, looked at the collective three of them, and blinked again. "Oh. It's you." He stopped, took a deep breath, then, "Leave." He finished by slamming the door.

"Hey!" His Naruto shouted. "The hell?" His blond haired student knocked the door again. "Open up damn it, we're trying to be your friend!" He started banging on the door as hard as he could. "Open up!" There was more shuffling of feet. The door creeped back open, and kakashi took the time and stuck his foot in the door. The other was back, his deep, deep, deep, blue eyes stared in anger and rage.

He looked at the blond Naruto. Then the eyes softened and he sighed. "Fuck me. Come on in…." He turned around and scratched his ass. "Keep it quiet, Sasuke is asleep, and you don't want to wake her up."

They moved quietly in the room. The other Naruto sighed as they did. "I know why you're here."

"Oh?" Kakashi asked with a small smile on his face.

"Yes. It's obvious, it's been verified who we are, my Sasuke had the sharingan, and I have….we'll I'm assuming my situation here is the same as it was back home. Add that were both at least jounin level-nin, and might have secrets that pertain to both this world Konoha and our worlds Konoha even as slim as that is and it makes a situation in which Konoha can't exactly let us go free and roam about, and it's already been proven we can't be imprisoned. The only option is assimilation. You're here to try and integrate us into this Konoha." He got up and started to make tea, walking around. He placed three hot cups of tea before his guests and sat down.

"I appreciate the sentiment, but sasuke and I have each other, and that's all we really need." He sighed, and leaned back. "So…leave."

"Hey!" Kakashi winced at the loud yell of his blond student. The other Naruto blinked, then sighed. He slapped a hand around blond Naruto's mouth.

"Keep your god damned mouth shut." He whispered. "If Sasuke wakes up early, and you're the cause…" He stopped to let the stress of his words settle in. "She will break your arms." Kakashi felt a swath of killing intent wash over him, and the other Naruto sighed in defeat and frustration. "Fuck."

There a prattling of light feet, a high pitched squeal of door opening and a woman came in. Long black and a lithe fit form, skin as pale as the moonlight and dark onyx eyes. She was naked other than a pair of panties, her breast were firm, and the scowl entrenched on her face only added to the image an angry goddess of the night. She ignored them, walking to the fridge and opening the door. She beat down, and Kakashi had to do his best to remember, in another world this woman was likely his student. Like Sakura was now, almost a daughter. It would be wrong to ogle her body.

She pulled a pitcher of water out and made a glass before turning to face the lot of them. The scowl hadn't wavered.

"Get out." She spoke after taking a deep drink from the cup of water.

But, those sightly hips, that pale skin, that jet black hair that seemed to reflect the dim light of the room.

"Calm down Sasuke-chan." The words coming from the older Naruto made him almost laugh. He caught himself before he did though. The other Sasuke, his Sasuke, sneered.

"Hey you!" Young Naruto called to his elder. "You're me right? Teach me a bunch of cool jutsu." The other Naruto stared, blinked, and then laughed. It wasn't a harsh one, it wasn't cynical, but it was different from anything he'd ever heard from his own version of the boy. It was soft, light hearted nothing like the boastingly loud laughs his own student made. It was different, it was like Minato-sensei's.

Kakashi's heart skipped a beat.

"I could, I mean, we have the same skills, right?" The blond Naruto blinked, looked away and then nodded. "So it's possible, though, I don't know if I really want to."

Sakura spoke up. "So…" The pink haired girl stared at the red haired boy, and the raven haired girl, a frown forming on her face.

"I thought I said get out." Killing intent was flaring, washing out in waves that seemed to smash against her specifically. The other Sasuke, the female Sasuke was looking directly at her, as if seeing through her, staring at her soul and finding all she saw woefully lacking. Sakura's voice died in her throat before she could speak.

"Let's stop dancing around the issue here." The male Sasuke said. "How did you get here? Why the hell am I a woman and the blond a redhead?" His voice told of his barely contained anger. "And why the hell, would I of all thing, even if I was a woman, get together with that idiot?"

The blond Naruto sneered. "Obviously I'm amazingly awesome in any world, and you're female self just realized how great I am. Though…" The blond stopped and eyed the female Sasuke, a look of concern and confusion on his face. "What am I doing with a lady version of Sasuke?"

There was a rush of killing intent that sent the three genin reeling to the floor. Kakashi raised an eyebrow at the female version of Sasuke. She responded to his unworked question. "I'd prefer it if you left before I lose my temper."

Then there was a sensation, like a deep warmth washing over him and providing warm confidence and self-assurance, acceptance and love. A polar opposite of killing intent. A Yin to the Yang of killing intent. He turned to the redhead that was the source of the strange reverse killing intent. He wasn't looking at anyone in the room other than his long haired lover. Most of this warm, inviting sensation washed over him, though, idly he wondered how being under the full scrutiny of an ability like that would make one feel.

The redhead turned to him, and smiled a small smile. "Please leave, I think you may have overstayed your welcome."

"Of course." Kakashi nodded back, a tight lipped smile and crinkled eyes giving the facsimile of acceptance. "Come now my cute little students, let's go find something to do other than bother your older counterparts.

-Sasuke-

The rain had stopped, yet her face remained wet. He lay in her lap, his red hair splayed about him in a bloody halo. The gaping hole in his chest, the same hole her hand had placed there pouring out his blood. Pouring out his life.

The rain had stopped, so the world shouldn't have been so blurry right?

The rain had stopped, and yet wet droplets still fell on his forehead. She ran a hand across a whiskered cheek. Before she'd felt so sure, so confident in her need to leave. To seek out her own strength. To find her own place in the world and kill Itachi, and finally avenge her clan. But he'd come after her.

All on his own. He'd come after her. When she'd escaped that coffin she'd seen him there, bloody, his clothes torn and shredded and his face sullen. But his sky blue pools had blared at her, even if his face was a stoic mask.

Uchiha Sasuke didn't cry like a little girl. Hadn't cried since that night when her brother had killed every ninja, every man, and every old soul and new born babe in her clan. And yet, with him in her lap, his life fading with each second she cried.

"Sasuke…" She heard him whisper.

"Don't cry." She sobbed more hating herself for this weakness, for her tears, for what she'd done and what she couldn't take back. Hating herself for the words she'd never be able to say to him. She was stronger than this. She wasn't some weak girl, she wasn't like this…

"Why didn't you dodge?"

"I…" He laughed. It was bubbly wheezy, a hissing popping sound from blood filling his lung. "I loved you, I thought..." The words were unsaid and needed no saying. I thought you'd stop.

"Sasuke...Sasuke!"

She felt strong hands shaking her, and the world suddenly came into focus. She in a bed with him, their bodies pressed tight, his red locks and her own obsidian mixing together in an embrace almost as tight as the one they were now in. She looked at him, saying nothing. Just a few moments to take all of him in. lean hard muscle, bright blue eyes the color of a clear sky. Tan bronzed skin, almost perfect other than an off color patch skin over his right breast. She reached out and touched it, placing her hand against it and feeling it. The patch of flesh was almost indistinguishable from any other part of his body, smooth, perfect other than its light discoloration.

"We've got a meeting with the council, and the Hokage, we need to get ready. "

"The council?" She asked. What did the council have to do with them, this was a ninja matter. She scowled, and pulled him in closer to her. Her leg swinging over his own and pulling herself up. She straddled him.

He grunted beneath her, and she laughed, planting a small kiss on his lips before swinging her legs the rest of the way off the bed. "Ugh." She made a face of disgust.

"Morning breath and old ramen. Terrible."

"Bastard, at least my breath doesn't smell like cock." She stopped and glared at him.

"At least I didn't accidently banish the two of us to an alternate dimension." She walked around the room, gathering her clothes, and weapons as she did so. She sat them inside their bathroom and turned the shower on, then sat beside the tub and waited for the bath to heat up.

"Think about what I just said for a moment moron." He followed her in, and she sent him another glower. He pouted like a child but went back out. She spoke louder so he'd hear her over the rushing water. "You banished the two of us to another dimension. An alternate world. On accident. Let it soak in for a few moments, you monumental idiot. Just be happy we landed in Wave, rather than in Iwa, or Suna, or god forbid Kumo."

He said nothing. That was his way of saying she was right. She reached back and smiled. It was as hot as she liked it. She hopped in, and showered quickly, changed into her clothes, and placed her weapons back on her persons. She came out the bathroom to see him standing with his own clothing in his hands. When they'd been younger she'd had a good few inches on him, but in the intervening years they'd been together he'd had a growth spurt or three, and now towered over her by more than a foot.

"Well excuse me for trying to save our asses."

"You're excused." She smirked at him, and he smiled back. A wide toothy grin that caused his whisker marks to seemingly spread across his cheeks. That genuine smile that reminded her of a Cheshire's grin.

He moved in to kiss her, but she grabbed him, and swung him into the bathrooms. "Shower, and brush your teeth. We need to hurry."

He groaned and sighed in acceptance. A few minutes she watched him step out of the shower. His hair was slick and wet, and matted to his head. He wore nothing but a towel and a familiar grin was on his face. She scowled once more.

"No." If nothing else his grin seemed to widen. "No!" He bucked his hips, then swung them side to side. She could see him starting to mouth the words she hated too much. She threw the nearest thing to her, a cup left on the table from their guests the day before. He ducked the glass and laughed.

"Get dressed. We can't spend all our time...like that." She leapt at him, tackling him to the ground and burying a fist in his belly. He groaned, and shuddered. "Stop being an ass-hat." She could feel him getting excited, and so she delivered another swift punch. "No."

He moaned in pain, and left for their bedroom. As she watched him go long thought after words returned to her mind.

You almost lost him.

-Sakura-

She stared. The other Naruto and Sasuke seemed to be lost in their private conversation. They were dating. In some other universe some version of Sasuke and Naruto were dating. She turned to her own versions interest piqued. Her versions, her Naruto and Sasuke seemed to be in the depths of some form of argument or another. Naruto was yelling about something, proprietary and he being cooler, his hands gesticulating and flailing about. Her Sasuke said nothing, and grunting and glaring at Naruto, both of them, and his female self.

She grabbed onto a blade of green grass in her hands. She wondered, looked at her Naruto and Sasuke, and then blushed. A shameful thought had raced across her mind. She looked away, embarrassed. Then she looked back at the other Naruto and Sasuke.

They sat together, Sasuke was in the other Naruto's lap, her head on his chest and the two lay together in a piece of tranquility. Speaking so slowly that she couldn't hear their voices. The redhead had his hair wrapped around the female Sasuke, and whatever he was saying to her had her interest. Then she frowned.

What happened next was a blur that Sakura barely processed. The woman Sasuke slid of red headed Naruto's arms and twirled angling her body up. Her foot came rocketing up, and the other Naruto caught it. He had a cheeky grin on his face, and said something else. That too, couldn't be heard. The other Sasuke did something, this time so fast the red headed Naruto went flying away.

Sakura stared. In parts startled, and surprised. She'd moved so fast, and that blow…What had that red headed Naruto said, to get such a reaction? Or was this perhaps normal. They were lovers, and yet. The dynamic hadn't changed. She looked at her own teammates and blushed again.

"Ahh," a deep and familiar voice called out over the clearing. Hokage-sama had arrived. "A lover's quarrel before a show of skill, should we postpone?" He'd apparently seen that little show.

The other Naruto spoke up. "It's fine Hokage-sama, I mean, it's not fine." He laughed. "I just said something stupid, and Sasuke didn't appreciate the joke."

The other Sasuke stared at him, her eyes promising retribution. "We can proceed at your behest Hokage-sama."

"Well, that's good." He smiled at them. He turned, his eyes looking at the people gathered. It was her team, and a few members from the council, and the Hokage. This was to be for the most part a private affair.

"This match is a showing of skill." He stated. "This is not a test of jutsu, but overall kill to properly place the two of you."

They nodded.

"Everyone stand back." Then the sandaime looked at the two of them. "As you will."

-Naruto-

He stood still, and calmed himself. Each fight with Sasuke was an experience. He felt excited, could feel his heart racing and his head aching and his mind reaching, reaching. Trying to see what next she would do, how she'd react to new tricks, to new developments in his skill.

"Asshole." She whispered to him as they separated. He laughed. As long as Sasuke spoke to him he was fine. Her words, her voice, her mere presence near him was more than enough. He laughed, and she launched her attack.

They fought like they made love. Fiercely, each trying to win, to make the other concede defeat. To acknowledge that they were the weaker of the two. They fought, and fucked, to dominate the other. It was their way. They were fierce, and headstrong, and prideful. Both of them.

He caught her thrown punch, twisted his body, and tried to slam her into the ground. He succeeded, only to have her pull him and twirl, landing atop him, a blade to his throat. Above him she was a like a diva, an angel haloed by the sun high above her. She was beautiful.

"Surrender." Her words trailed off, and he could feel her thighs squeezing beneath him.

He slammed his forehead into hers and threw her off him. He swelled his chakra, roiled it within his body, and let it go. She huffed, and scowled as three white-blue spheres, each the size of a small globe formed around him. They split, into six, twelve, then twenty four and finally forty eight little globes the size of marbles.

Her eyes bled red, and three tomoe appeared in each orb.

Merry xmas, i'm gonna be releasing new chapter for as many of my stories as I can before the new year.