Ten years have passed since Naruto took over as Hokage. It had only taken five of those years for the world to recognize Naruto as Emperor over all the world. Most nations willigly submitted to Naruto and his Prophets but there are always some who fight and deny the inevitable. Any nation that couldn't be crushed by the force of Naruto's Prophets was crushed by Naruto himself. No weapon could penatrate Naruto's skin and rock hard muscles. Once complete rule had been established, Naruto had moved his Prophets to the different areas to rule. They in turn were ruled by Naruto who's throne resided in the capitol of the world, the Hidden Leaf Village. Sakura had overseen the problems in the village and their solutions. New laws were passed, old ways were dissolved, and all came to love Naruto and the work he did. Iruke and Kakashi kept teaching the young the ways of the ninja and the ways of Naruto. Everyone was happy and looked eagerly to what was sure to be a bright future.

Naruto needed to get away at times with Sakura of course. Being twenty-two their relationship had been cemented in the best way they could. Naruto was feeling worn out from a particularly hard day of rule, so he laid down with Sakura over his right pec above his heart. A light breeze rifled the hair of the sleeping pair as they dozed in the setting sun.