Switched

“We’re here,” a cloaked figure says as he looks at the distant gates of Konoha.

“Took us long enough,” Another figure says as they and three others approach the first figure.

“You think they’ll have what we need?” One of the smaller figures asks.

“They better,” one of the tallest figures growls.

“Someone’s coming,” the smallest figure says.

In a flash they are gone just as a loud exuberant voice yells out, “We’re almost there!”

“Calm down, brat!” A blond woman says grabbing the excitable thirteen-year-old boy by the shoulder, stopping him from rushing forward.

“Sorry granny” the thirteen-year-old says sheepishly rubbing his neck as he inches away from the angry woman growling at the nickname.

“Naruto. Wait. Something’s wrong.” A white-haired man says seriously, putting his arm in front of the boy.

“What? Why?” Naruto asks, confused. “The village is right there.”

“Show yourself,” The man says. It’s quiet for a few seconds when a chuckle comes from the woods surrounding them, causing then to fall into a fighting stance.

“I expected nothing less from one of the sannin,” a voice says as a figure bleeds from the woods.

“Who are you?” The blond woman barks.

“Don’t worry Tsunade-sama. We mean you no harm,” a slightly shorter figure lazily says as they land next to the other.

“You just have something we need.”

“If you Akatsuki think you’re taking Naruto, you are sorely mistaken.” Jiraiya snarls pushing Naruto towards Shizune. She stands in front of the small blond.

“As if we’d join that barbaric organization full of missing-nin.” The second figure snorts. “They fight for ‘peace’ through brute force and bloodthirsty means. Not to mention that it’s goals are a danger to one of my students.” Jiraiya shifts in shock.

“And we don’t need another hyperactive jinchuriki. Ours is already a handful.” The first says. They hear a distant shout of protest before it’s suddenly silenced. The two figures snort in amusement.

“So, you need protection for your jinchuriki?” Tsunade asks.

“Not exactly. We need help.” The second figure says.

“Help? Help with what?” Naruto asks from behind Shizune. “Who are you guys anyway?” He squints at them.

“It would be the best to speak somewhere private, but I will give you something.” The first says as he reaches for his hood.

“Are you sure about this?” the second figure asks the other, stopping his hand with theirs.

“We have to give them something if we want them to trust us at least a little, love” He grips their hand and brings it up to his hidden mouth. “Trust me on this please,” he pleads kissing their hand.

The other sighs and lets go of his hand. With an audible smile they mumble about idiot husbands and stupid kages. Hearing this the adults stiffen in alarm.

Pulling his hood down, he reveals to be a handsome man with wild black hair, his left eye covered by a cloth and the whole right side of his face scarred extensively.

Jiraiya gasps at the familiar but different face, “How!? You died!” At his comment the second figure stiffens and grabs the other’s cloak, gripping it in their hand.

Ignoring the white-haired man, he says, “My name is Uchiha Obito and I need your help getting home.”

“Who the hell is this Jiraiya? You seem to know him.” Tsunade asks he teammate.

“He was one of Minato’s students until he died in a cave-in during the Third war.” At this the second figure takes a shuddering breath causing the Uchiha to pull them to him and wraps one arm around them in comfort.

“How is he alive then?” Naruto asks.

“I’ll explain somewhere safe,” Obito tells them.

“For your help we’ll give you all the information we have on the Akatsuki,” the second figure shakily says as they lightly wave a thick folder. Jiraiya eyes the folder.

“What’s in it for you?” Jiraiya asks suspiciously.

“As I said before, we want to go home,” Obito says annoyed.

“Your home is Konoha. It’s right behind you” Tsunade deadpans waving a hand at the villages direction.

Obito sighs deeply, pinching his nose. He turns to figure in his arm with a pleading face. They giggle lightly.

“We don’t mean this Konoha,” they say. The others look deeply confused.

“Just tell them we’re from an alternate dimension, sensei! Stop beating around the bush!” an annoyed voice yells a s a small figure jumps from the woods, followed by two others.

Obito facepalms with his free hand and looks to be in physical pain.

A sigh comes from the tallest of the three, “We tried stopping him, but he just punched us. He then threatened not to heal us.” Obito winces. Jiraiya winces as well remembering his younger years with Tsunade.

The other figure says nothing as the taller figure breaks off into soft mutterings about medics wanting to break the gift to mankind that is his face, but they seem to be exasperated. At this Tsunade facepalms remembering her younger years with Jiraiya.

“Wow! You guys are really from another dimension?” Naruto asks excitedly, inching closer, “Am I as cool in your dimension like here?”

“Yup! You are super cool in our dimension. You’re actually the next candidate for Hokage and you’re super important! You-” he gets cut off by a hand.

“Idiot! Stop revealing sensitive information or I’ll feed you to my summons.” The previously silent figure hisses. A muffled sorry comes from the small figure. Tsunade and Jiraiya are painfully reminded of their ex-teammate.

Obito sighs deeply, “Sorry about them. My wife was their genin sensei. And then their masters were weird as well so, they wound up like this.”

“Wife? Do you mean that Rin-girl that was in your team that, according to Minato, you had a crush on?” Jiraiya says, curiously peering at the figure Obito was still holding.

“OH GOD NO! She’s like a sister to me! (“and a lesbian” the other adds.) Sure, I had a crush on her, but I grew out of it,” Obito says. “And I fell in love with my beautiful and vicious angel,” He sighs dreamily, twirling with the figure in his arms.

The figure giggles. “Thank you for the compliment Obito-kun, but we should get back to what we were talking about and move this meeting to another time and place before my cute students reveal any more sensitive information out in the open.” They move out his arms.

“My beautiful wife is so smart!” Obito gleefully says with a blush on his face, his hands on his red cheeks.

While Obito sings praises of his wife, they hand Tsunade a scrap of paper, “We’ll be staying at this inn. Please send word when you want a meeting, once everything has settled of course.”

Obito suddenly changes mood, causing the sannin to stare at him warily.

“We’ll wait for your word, Tsunade-sama. The brats will probably hang around Konoha under henge to help the repairs. They won’t cause a problem if they know what’s good for them.” At the last part he throws a glare at the other three figures. They all shiver at the cold glare.

“Yes, Sir!” They yell out in unison.

“All right, I’ll send someone once I’m settled as Hokage,” Tsunade says.

“Well then, see you later,” Obito says tugging up his hood. “Let’s go,” he barks. He and his wife’s students disappear into the forest.

“It was a pleasure seeing you again Tsunade-sama, Jiraiya-sama,” the remaining figure nods at Shizune, turning their head towards Naruto, who freezes from his inching forward. “Naruto-chan, Good luck with Sasuke,” they say, a gloved hand appearing from under their cloak to pet his hair. With a swirl of leaves they are gone.

“What do they mean by that?” Naruto squints at the place the figure was at, with a slight blush.

“I don’t know kid, I’m as lost as you,” Jiraiya says scratching his head.

Naruto perks up, “but did you hear them! I’m gonna be Hokage!” he says excitedly.

Tsunade chuckles and puts a hand on the blond’s head. “Don’t get ahead of yourself, brat. I have a feeling that’s until you’re older.” Naruto pouts as Shizune giggles.

“Let’s go home and deal with this mess,” Tsunade says as she walks forward.