Just an idea that popped into my head... Here you go. And I'm not forgetting my other stories... Well maybe...

Naruto's life was looking pretty sucky at this moment. Kabuto's Edo Tensei army had finally fallen, along with Tobi and the real Uchiha Madara, but at such a price. The shockwaves and final use of Tobi's space-time Kamui-esque technique had swept up much of the allied armies. Naruto's final Hiraishin and then Fuuton: Rasenshuriken had ripped Tobi in half, faster than he could warp away and destroying his chakra pathways. Gaara was barely still alive within his shield of sand, having been the only Kage to survive the Final Susano'o and its suicidal final technique, which had still overcome Tsunade's Strength of a Hundred, the Raikage's Lightning Armor, and... wow. The man had killed four Kages in the space of ten minutes, admittedly at the cost of his own life.

Gaara's shield of sand slowly slipped down and he looked around, astonished at the devastation caused. Bile rose in his throat as he saw the dead and dying of all those he knew. Kankuro lay amid the ruins of shattered puppets, Hinata had been sucked into the massive vortex, Ino and Shikamaru lay back to back, still smiling amid the broken and mauled Zetsu. Chouji lay a little ways off. Even the second Ino-Shika-Cho trio could do little against these... monstrosities.

Gaara turned at the sound of footsteps and saw his first and last friend Naruto walking up slowly and tiredly, every step an effort, supporting a badly wounded Sabaku no Temari almost... tenderly? That would explain where Temari had been disappearing to those nights. Her massive battle-fan was ripped and torn, charred and spattered with blood. Naruto looked sadly at his friend and fell to his knees, bringing Temari with him. As her head lolled from side to side, Naruto patted her cheek gently, saying urgently, "Temari-chan, honey, stay awake. It's just a few minutes longer."

Sabaku no Gaara raised a nonexistent eyebrow at how Uzumaki was addressing his sister, but let it slide. Extenuating circumstances and all.

"Gaara." Naruto looked up, a fire in his eyes. "We can fix this. We can stop this from having ever happened."

The Kazekage again quirked a nonexistent eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

"One of my father's old scrolls I found recently. Did I tell you he was a genius at space-time ninjutsu? He has an experimental time-travel jutsu he made. We can send ourselves back in time, to before this ever happened. Not our bodies, but just our memories. Temari's too weak, she won't make to the medics. But with this jutsu, all three of us can go back and stop any of this from happening. And Tema-chan won't die."

"Quickly then." Naruto then pulled out a pair of scrolls and crossed them on the ground. He gestured for Gaara to come closer as he made handseals. Naruto paused for a second and said, "I'll see you guys at the Chuunin Exams." He then finished and struck the ground, crying "Jikanton: Kako no Hanten! (Time Release: Reversing the Past)!" and the scrolls swirled around them in a spiral, a flash, and they were gone.

Naruto sat up breathing heavily, and the little blonde shivered as his future memories returned to his young body. He quickly looked over and checked the date. The day of his genin exams. A little further back than was necessary, but that gave lots of time to train for defeating Tobi and Akatsuki.

Smiling, he ran to his clothes drawers. That was a pretty bad shade of orange. He needed some new clothes, and now he knew where to get them.

Temari sat up in bed breathing heavily as her memories returned. Naruto, she thought. That lovable idiot actually found a time-travel jutsu. I'll need to get stronger this time around, though. Then another thought occurred to her and she bolted upright. "Gaara!" she called.

Gaara, who was sitting on the roof, unknowingly waiting for Yashamaru, clutched his head as the memories of the future flooded in. Then, his suddenly increased senses heard a man creeping up behind him, and it hit him that this was the night Yashamaru attacked him. He raised a hand and said warmly, "Hello Uncle. It's not very nice to try and kill your nephew, even if the Kazekage orders you to."

"It was my honor to accept this mission. You killed my sister. And for that, I hate you. She must've hated you as well, for she didn't name you out of love, she named you out of hatred of what you'd become."

Gaara turned, a smile (wait what? This is the psychopath GAARA!) plastered on his face an said, "Lying is also not a good thing, Uncle. You still love me, and this is a test by the Kazekage to make me lose control and turn into an emotional wreck. That's not a good thing," he explained.

Yashamaru blinked once, twice. And turned around to leave. Gaara added, "Tell the Kazekage it is not the beast which drives the sand, it is another's will which does. And assassination attempts don't make up for not giving me a birthday present."