Threads of Fate
Mist settled over Konoha's training grounds, the village hushed under a fading dawn as Naruto Uzumaki stood before the seal array from Saruto's rift, Jiraiya's book gripped tight, the "Saruto" pendant cool against his thigh. Sasuke crouched nearby, Sharingan glinting, tracing the runes, Sakura adjusted Shikamaru's sling, his Kāma marks faint but stubborn, Temari and Hinata flanked them, Kankuro's puppets loomed silent, Saruto knelt, his blood-streaked symbols pulsing, Tsunade loomed behind, arms crossed, Orochimaru slithered up, eyes sharp, "Time travel, confirmed, Uzumaki craft, let's test it."
Naruto's voice steadied, "We scout Saruto's future, find Boruto, see the damage, prep the Hokages, no big fights yet." Saruto's gaze darkened, "Grandpa, it's a tomb, not a future, I've told you, saving him here doesn't fix my Konoha, only my death or his at birth stops it." Sasuke's tone cut, "Grandpa Sasuke's set, we move, see it ourselves."
Orochimaru's hands flickered, the array flared red, Saruto's Kāma synced, a rift split open... raw, buzzing, ash thick, "Go," Saruto said, stepping through, the team followed, swallowed by the tear.
They landed on a shattered ridge, Konoha's ruins stretched below, a broken shell, the Hokage Monument gaped, Naruto's face cracked, Sasuke's split, Sarada's half-formed, Boruto's erased, embers glowed in the debris, streets clogged with rubble, skulls gleamed in ash, a tailed-beast howl rolled far, chilling. Naruto's chest tightened, "This, this is real?" Saruto's jaw locked, "My truth, Grandpa, what Dad left."
Hinata's Byakugan pulsed, "Life, weak, north, something massive," her voice quivered, Temari hefted her fan, "Trouble's brewing," Shikamaru muttered, "We sneak, count heads, no risks." Sasuke nodded, "Saruto, point the way."
They crept through ruins, Naruto's boots snapped a kunai shaft, Sakura's fingers grazed a shredded medic tent, Sasuke stopped at a burned Uchiha crest, fist clenched, Saruto gestured, "North, cliffs, old shrine, his stronghold, he's close." Rogues appeared, cloaked, Kāma scars glowing, eyes dead, weapons tech-sharp, "Stop," one growled, "Who?"
Saruto stepped up, "Border scouts," calm, firm, the rogue hissed, "Lord Boruto's lands, no wanderers," another snarled, "Chakra's wrong," blades lifted, Naruto cursed low, "Here we go."
Chaos broke, Naruto's Rasengan hummed, smashed a rogue's torso, bones splintered, blood sprayed, Sasuke's Chidori spear lanced, armor sparked, flesh charred, Sakura's fist crushed a head, skull caved, Temari's wind sliced, two fell, screams died, Kankuro's puppets spun, blades took a limb, Hinata's palms hit, three crumpled, chakra burst. Saruto's blade flashed, Sharingan spun, he severed a neck, "Too much noise, they'll swarm."
A horn blared, cliffs trembled, Saruto snapped, "Out, now," Naruto growled, "Need a look first," Shikamaru agreed, "Fast peek, then gone." They pushed, ruins thinning, a fortress rose... stone fused with steel, Kāma seals pulsed, drones buzzed, a figure stood high, cloaked, blonde-black hair, Kāma scars stark, Boruto, older, hollow, Naruto's gut dropped, "That's him."
Saruto's voice bit, "Dad, what he became, why I said kill," Sasuke's Sharingan tracked, "Powerful, Ōtsutsuki taint, we'd need backup," Hinata murmured, "He's, still in there, faint," Sakura's eyes glistened, "Sarada's husband, how?"
A drone zeroed in, alarm screeched, Boruto's gaze shifted, Naruto grabbed Saruto, "Back!" They ran, drones fired, blasts seared earth, Temari's wind blocked, Kankuro's puppets guarded, Sasuke's fireball downed one, they hit the rift, crashed into Konoha's present, Orochimaru's eyes widened, "Time bends, Uzumaki, Uchiha blood, exquisite, how far does it stretch, Saruto?"
Naruto gasped, "He's there, strong, guarded, we saw enough," Saruto stood, "Too weak, like I said," Orochimaru tilted his head, "Not Hokages, the bloodline, time's weave, I want it, how'd you jump, Saruto?" Saruto's eyes narrowed, "Help us, I'll spill it, Uzumaki, Uchiha, Kāma, all for research, nothing else."
Orochimaru grinned, "Deal, one term, I revive Madara, he owes amends, like Obito, redemption fits, plus, his might crushes Boruto." Naruto blinked, "Madara, you kidding?" Sasuke's jaw set, "Grandpa Sasuke's hearing this."
They bolted to Tsunade, bursting in, Naruto shouted, "Orochimaru's on, wants Madara, not just Hokages, says he deserves a shot, like Obito." Tsunade's eyes narrowed, "Madara, that's a wildfire," Shikamaru rubbed his head, "Power's real, Hokages are safe, Madara's a dice roll, but, Boruto's a beast."
Sakura shook her head, "Madara'd betray us, Hokages we bind, he's a loss waiting," Temari nodded, "Snake's nuts, four legends trump one madman, keep it tight." Sasuke spoke, "Grandpa Sasuke says consider, Madara's a hammer, Boruto's Kāma's thick, could work, if Orochimaru chains him."
Hinata's voice held, "Family's strength, Hokages, us, we don't need him," Saruto snorted, "Hokages, Madara, still not enough, Dad's beyond, but, Madara might rattle him, I'd risk it." Tsunade sighed, "Madara's in, Orochimaru better leash him, we scout again, stronger, agreed?"
Nods settled, tense, Naruto slipped out, night falling, Hinata followed, finding him at his apartment, "Naruto-kun," she said, shutting the door, "our future, Boruto, Saruto, our kids, it's all at stake." He turned, pulling her close, "Yeah, we'll save them, I swear," her lips met his, soft, fierce, a flame in the dark.
Clothes dropped, her gi fell, pale skin shone, breasts full, nipples stiff, he shed his jacket, pants hit the floor, cock thick, hard, she pressed tight, "Love me," she whispered, voice raw, guiding him to the bed, straddling him, pussy wet, she sank slow, tight, her moan soft, "Naruto-kun," he gripped her hips, thrusting up, deep, steady, her walls clenched, warm, slick.
She rocked, slow, then fast, breasts swayed, hands on his chest, "Our family," she gasped, he flipped her, pinning her, "Forever," pounding harder, sweat glistened, her cries rose, "Yes, there!" legs locked tight, he drove deep, hitting her core, her orgasm broke, shuddering, pussy pulsed, soaking him, he groaned, pulling out, cum spilled across her thighs, hot, thick, she trembled, clinging, "We'll protect them."
He held her, breath ragged, grabbed Jiraiya's book, scribbling: Fate twists, fire holds, time's thread frays. Kurama growled, "Boruto's your echo, brat, Madara's a spark, brace." Naruto stared out, Hinata's warmth firm, Saruto's ruins, Madara's shadow, Boruto's fate a tightening knot.