Author's Note (BEWARE OF SPOILERS): Hey guys! It's been a while! Sorry for the lack of content for the past, oh, how long has it been? A year or two? Wow, time has flown right by! Anyways, I was super pumped to see Naruto finally wrapping up. The last few chapter are actually what inspired this story. Specifically, seeing the interactions between Uchiha Sarada and Naruto. It got me thinking how things would be if they met when Naruto was her age. So here you go. This will be a time-travel story involving Uchiha Sarada. The pairing will obviously be, Sarada x Naruto.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.

Author: Akatsuki King

Email: Just pm me.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.

Chapter 1

BEEP!

BEEP!

BEEP!

The jarring blare of the alarm clock brought Sarada out of unconsciousness.

Albeit, a bit ungracefully.

"Mmm, whaa-what?" Sarada stuttered groggily as she jolted upright in the bed, still half asleep. Her hair was a wild nest of raven black, and a single lock had plastered itself flat against the side of her face from a night of lying on it.

Did mom buy me a new clock? Sarada wondered in the back of her head, not recognizing the sound of that alarm. She rubbed her eyes and pushed her hair out of her face and into a more manageable state.

Sarada blindly hit the snooze button before lying back down, and pulling the covers over her head to block out the sun's morning rays.

"Just five more minutes," Sarada mumbled to herself. She rolled over and snuggled deeper into the back of the person next to her, intent on slipping back into sleep.

Smells nice... Sarada noted absently after catching a pleasant whiff of the person next to her.

Wait a second… who? Who was she sleeping with?!

Sarada's black eyes snapped open. In one swift motion she cast the blanket off, rolled out of the bed and onto the floor. The adrenaline pumping through her veins pulled her out of her sleep-addled state and into high alert.

Her ninja instincts had fully kicked in by now. Sarada slid into a defensive kata, in preparation for a possible enemy attack, as she took in her surroundings. A cursory look around the room told Sarada a couple things.

Firstly, she was in the apartment of a Konoha ninja. Or she assumed she was, due to the leaf headband and kunai pouch that rested on the bedside table. Sarada slid a kunai out of the pouch and palmed it. The familiar feel of cool steel in her hand helped her to feel a little more at ease.

Secondly, she was naked, as in nothing but her birthday suit naked. Sarada's face lit up with a blush so deep it reach her neck. She saw a black T-shirt and pair of orange boxers lying on the floor and quickly pulled them on.

Armed and covered, Sarada leveled a suspicious and accusatory glare at the bed. She was surprised to find the boy she had been cuddling moments ago still asleep. His messy blond hair spiked out around his head like a miniature mane, but she couldn't see much more then that as he was facing the other way.

She took another look around the apartment. A half-empty bowl of cold ramen sat at the small kitchen table. Empty foam cups of instant ramen were strewn about the room, along with various articles of clothing and crumpled up pieces of paper. The room, surprisingly enough, didn't smell bad. Instead, the distinct aroma of vanilla hung in the air, coming from several scented candles.

A beaten, grungy-looking couch was pressed up against the wall opposite the bed. Above the couch was a poorly drawn picture of a stick figure with long, spikey hair. A single shuriken was lodged in the middle of the drawing's head. Sarada noted where the door and windows were in case she needed to make a quick escape.

Movement from the bed let Sarada know the boy was beginning to wake up. She steeled herself. This boy could be a potential rapist or worse.

The boy rolled over and sat up slowly, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. A breath hitched in Sarada's throat as she caught her first glimpse of his face.

A face with whisker-marked cheeks.

Three lines, reminiscent of a cat's whiskers, ran across each cheek. Combine that with his mop of bright, blond hair...

No way…

The boy was shirtless. An unusual tattoo was etched onto his stomach, its pitch black a stark contrast to the boy's white skin. She immediately knew it was a powerful containment seal. Could that be the seal that contained the Kyuubi? Could this be Lord Hokage?

Nanadaime-sama?

The boy before her looked no older than Boruto! He was perhaps 13 or 14 years old.

Her age.

Sarada was so fixated on his seal that she didn't notice Naruto had stopped rubbing his eyes.

"Who – hey you're bleeding! Are you okay?!" Naruto's confused yell brought Sarada back to focus.

Bleeding? I'm not – Sarada looked down and saw blood pooling around her feet. The adrenaline from before was just starting to wear off and she could feel the throbbing pain of a reopened wound in her back. She must have ripped open a semi-healed injury when she rolled out of bed.

As the last of the adrenaline left Sarada's body a powerful wave of vertigo hit her. Stumbling over from the dizziness she dropped the kunai. It hit the ground with a sharp thwack.

Sarada hit the ground not a second later. Or she would have, if Naruto had not been there to catch her. She felt Naruto's arms pull her close to his bare chest as he lifted her up bridal style.

"Are you okay?"

Sarada couldn't respond to Naruto's concerned question. She had been weak when she woke up, and was obviously not fully recovered from her previous injury. Reopening it caused her to lose more blood than she could afford.

I'm going to pass out soon.

Sarada mentally cursed herself for being so careless. How could she not notice she was bleeding?

"Don't worry, I'm taakiiingg yooooouuu tooooooooo…"

She could no longer focus on Naruto's words. They sounded too far away, like he was yelling at her through a thick wall. She was vaguely aware that she was moving. Or rather, Naruto was moving, carrying her with him. She assumed to a hospital.

As bad as she felt, a sense of security filled her. It would be okay. Naruto-sama would keep her safe.

The Nanadaime had always been there for her.

"Wow Sarada, You've grown so much! I barely recognize the little girl that used barge into my office and complain about Bolt terrorizing her," Naruto said with a chuckle and a smile.

Sarada returned the smile, thinking back on all the fond memories she had with The Seventh.

"I don't know if you remember, but you used to have such a crush on me back then! It was adorable!"

Sarada blushed redder than a tomato.

"Thank you for babysitting Himawari for us." Hinata said, an elegant smile touching her lips. Sarada couldn't help but feel a momentary pang of jealousy towards the beautiful wife of the Hokage.

"It's my pleasure Hinata-hime. I love watching Himawari." Sarada smiled back.

"All the same Sarada, you're a real life saver. With all of the political duties that come with running a village, Hinata and I are busy more often than not. It's nice knowing that our kids have such a nice sitter."

Naruto flashed his trademark smile. Sarada couldn't help but feel her insides melt a little bit.

I'm such an idiot! Sarada berated herself mentally. Why did she have to run ahead!? She fell to her knees, weak from blood loss and chakra exhaustion. A large gash ran its way vertically down the left side of her back, courtesy of the strange shinobi before her.

"Weak," was all the pale, emotionless boy said. He looked down at her with twisted, Sharingan eyes. She assumed they were a Mangekyo of some kind.

Sarada glared at him fiercely, but deep down she was afraid. In her foolishness she had separated herself from the Hokage, and was now seriously hurt. She had few options left, none of them good.

"Sarada!"

That voice… the seventh? She felt his chakra before she saw him. A tidal wave of raw power, it was both comforting and awe inspiring. The killing intent that followed made Sarada shiver.

Naruto landed about twenty feet away, his entire body glowing with yellow chakra.

So strong! Feeling his true power… It was like someone somehow managed to bottle the sun, only the jar was breaking and the sun was bursting out of the cracks.

The pale boy before her did not seem interested in fighting Naruto. He grabbed Sarada by the wrist. She hung limp in his grip, unable to resist.

"I'll be taking this one."

Suddenly the air around her began to distort, like it was turning in on itself. She saw the Nanadaime disappear in a yellow flash. He was moving faster than she could follow, even with her newly acquired sharingan activated.

She felt her body begin to warp. She had never experienced a time-and-space ninjutsu, but she was able to recognize that this was one.

Time slowed down for Sarada. A yellow, chakra-coated fist smashed into the face of the pale boy. He released his grip on her and went flying in the opposite direction. She could see Naruto's other hand outstretched, trying to grab her, to save her. But for some reason she seemed to be moving further away. She felt like her body was becoming less and less real.

For a couple moments time stopped entirely. She could see the Hokage, motionless in front of her. His right arm was outstretched, less than an inch from her. His whole body was glowing bright yellow, radiating power and light. The three whisker marks that adorned his face where thicker than normal, and seal markings covered various parts of his body.

She could see her reflection in his brilliant blue eyes. Perfectly reflected, like a mirror. She was half gone. Her chest and waist had disappearing into nothing! It was like there was a pinhole in space and she was being sucked through it. It horrified her. She couldn't move, she was powerless to stop it.

Naruto-sama!

A flash of white overtook her, and then everything went black.

Author's Note: I've been toying with this idea for a while now and finally got around to doing it. Again this is a Naruto x Sarada story. The idea is that Shin was using his teleportation technique, but before he could fully teleport away Naruto was able to land a hit and break his connection with the space-and-time ninjutsu. Without Shin to guide the jutsu, Sarada was sent spiraling off through space and time. As luck sees fit (or perhaps due to her close attachment to Naruto) she popped out the other side of the jutsu next to Naruto, years in the past. Let me know if you like it!

I'm on the hunt for a Beta reader. Edit: Romantic Silence was kind enough to offer his services as a beta reader. I would like to thank him for all his help in revising this chapter. He is an amazing writer, and has published several stories here on FF. If there are any Harry Potter fans here, you should hop over to his profile and check out his work.

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