She was returned.

She felt a leaf fall on her face. Swatting it off her face, she continued to sleep. Wait! Sleep?! Her eyes shot open in surprise. She scanned her surroundings. Konoha Birch trees. She was close to Konoha. What had happened? Didn't she die? Was the war still going on? Where was everyone else? Was this the afterlife? Was this a Genjutsu?

Her instincts told her that it wasn't one but she wanted to be sure. Forming the dispelling hand sign, she waited for the world to fizzle out.

It didn't.

Well, she could rule out the regular Genjutsu and she hoped that it wasn't the Infinite Tsukuyomi.

She checked herself over for injuries. Her standard issue flask jacket had 2 large holes, but the wooden spikes were gone. It was still stained with her crimson blood, but she felt no wound. She felt normal and refreshed as if the war never happened. Her face contorted with confusion. Taking some gauze out from her medical pouch, she wrapped her abdomen to cover the hole in her clothes.

SNAP! "OWWW!"

Ninja instinct kicked in and she jumped to the nearest tree for cover. Using her Chakra, she heightened her senses. She could sense three foreign chakra signatures, but puzzlingly they felt somewhat familiar. From what she could tell, the three ninja were nothing of a threat, Genin level at the most.

"BAKA! The target's getting away! You couldn't listen to Sensei's instructions could you?"

Yep, definitely Genin. Deciding to get a closer look, she masked her chakra and silently skipped branch from branch, stopping just over the three young ninja. She almost fell off the tree.

"I'm going to catch that stupid cat, dattabasa!" said the Naruto look a like as he rubbed his head.

The girl with the black hair crossed her arms and turned away from her teammate."This is not a competition, Boruto!"

The pale blue boy nodded his head, "Sarada is right."

The boy, Boruto apparently, stuck his tongue out, "Party poopers."

Okay, this had to be a Genjutsu. There was no way that-

The familiar sound of a kunai whisked through the air. Launching herself upward, the kunai missed its target and lodged in the tree she just occupied. Still in the air, she set her own wave of kunai at the direction she sensed her opponent was in. A shadow leaped out of the bushes out of her kunai. Landing behind another tree, the medical ninja listened carefully. The subtle and familiar sound of a whirlwind coming from her left meant only one thing. Rasengan. Great. Why didn't she learn Chidori?

"RASENGAN!"

She jumped again. The tree behind her splintered. Getting a good view of her attacker, he almost looked like Konohamaru, but older. Her opponent spotted her too and judging by how he stopped attacking, he recognized her too.

"S-sakura?"

Still on guard, she narrowed her eyes, "Yes, and who are you?"

Surprise was written all over the older ninja. Her attacker formed the Ram hand sign. "This can't be...KAI!"

They both waited in silence. Waiting for something to happen.

"KONOHAMARU! That was so cool!" yelled the Boruto kid. The three ninjas from before joined up with "Konohamaru".

"Who's this?" The girl asked.

"I don't know yet. How about you guys go and finish the mission."

"It's just finding a stupid cat." the yellow haired kid replied.

"Finish the mission." "Konohamaru" ordered with an authoritative tone that left no room for argument.

"Alright, alright!"

It was just the two of them now.

"Konohamaru" turned his attention back to her, "If you are Sakura Haruno, prove it. Because the Sakura I knew died a long time ago."

Sakura was not going to play this game. This could well be a trap set by some enemy. "No. I don't even know you! You could be working for Madara for all I know!"

"How about this, if we are who was say we are, we would both remember what you last said to me before you were deployed."

She nodded, following his logic. "You wanted to come along with us. You didn't want to stay behind in Konoha. I believe your exact words were,'I'm going to be the greatest war hero and surpass Naruto!"

"But you told me to stay and that protecting the village was very important. That being a hero was fulfilling one's duty. My duty was to stay. You told me that would be great practice for being Hokage, to let others go and fight without you."

That was what she had said. But what did that mean? The shinobi in front of her was the twelve year old ninja that she had left only three months ago? "If you are Konohamaru, why are you so old?"

Konohamaru looked offended as he crossed his arms. "I'm not that old," he muttered, "Look, I'm going to bring you in. If anyone can figure this out it's Naruto."

She had no idea why she agreed to follow Konohamaru into the village. It took only five minutes navigating through the forest before the familiar walls of the village came into sight. (So she was right, she was close to the village.) They passed through one of the side gates that was reserved for only Jonin and ANBU, shooting straight towards the Hokage's mansion. She took in the new surroundings. This village was so familiar, and yet so new. The most noticeable differences were the new train that ran through the village and the most important difference. Two new faces on the mountain overlooking the village. Two familiar ones.

Hatake Kakashi with his mask on and all, looking older but wiser.

Uzumaki Naruto with a determined face, but with a hint of a smile only noticeable to close friends. His dream achieved.

There was only two possible explanations for this difference. One, she had somehow time traveled into the future. Two, she was in the Infinite Tsukuyomi. The latter seemed more likely, but nevertheless both were hard to reverse. She didn't even know if they could be reversed.

They had arrived at the Hokage mansion. However, unlike the other million times she had walked through the place, everyone took noticed of her. She felt their eyes on her pink head as she and the older Konohamaru trotted through. She must have looked like a wreck, with all her blood stained clothes. At the back of her mind, she was glad she bandaged herself up, saving herself the embarrassment of walking half naked in one of the most busy shinobi places.

They had arrived at the door of the Hokage office. Without knocking at all, Konohamaru opened the door and the two of them entered.

Two people. So familiar, yet so new, so old. Wide sky blue eyes pierced through her green orbs. The conversation between the two, Hokage and advisor, long forgotten.

"What the-!"