THEY ENDED UP TAKING SHELTER in the recently abandoned laboratory, each of them occasionally taking watch throughout the remainder of the night. When daylight hit, they were on the move...

...to the closest restaurant they could find because they were hungry. 

Through Sakura's insistence, they ended up eating at this 'French' cuisine cafe that she thought was cute. White tables and counters, lace tablecloths, and baby pink walls; Sakura was in love with it. Kakashi and Gaara... not so much, but they just couldn't say no to her. 

"This is a nice place, isn't it?" Sakura smiled pleasantly as she looked at her surroundings. 

"Yeah..." Kakashi replied weakly whereas Gaara just gave a stiff nod. 

The food was good, at least. Though whatever Sakura ordered look like it could give her diabetes from just a single bite. He was pretty sure it was called 'Nutella crepes with bananas and strawberries', but right now he could just see the Nutella while the fruits were nowhere in sight.

He and Gaara decided to play it safe and order something they were at least familiar with: pancakes. However, the amount of pancakes they were given was more than they had ever gotten in one sitting. It was a whole stack of five with a little too much butter and syrup. He truly worried about the people of this world's health if this was considered normal. 

Once they (somehow) managed to eat all their food and gulp down glasses of water to get rid of the sweetness stuck to their throats, it was time to plan their next step. 

"Sakura," Kakashi began. "You said one of the women spoke about a Doctor sending a 'Nomu' to UA?"

She nodded. "Once the term starts, yes." 

"UA being that hero school we read about... Hmm... Well, I have a simple solution to our current predicament." He stated, giving them his signature eye-crinkle. 

"What?" Sakura leaned in eagerly. 

"Sakura-chan, you should attend UA." 

If she was drinking something, she would've spat it out. "WHAT?!" 

Several customers glanced her way but she paid them no attention. 

He waved his hand in a placating manner. "Maa, maa, Sakura-chan, you'd make an excellent student!" 

"No way, sensei, that's a terrible idea! Plus, who knows when UA will start! You want us to wait that long?" She exclaimed. 

"We don't have a choice." He said simply. "We're in a completely foreign world where 80% of the population has what we would call a Kekkei Genkai. The people who brought us here have all but disappeared and the only clue we have is that one of their 'Doctors' will be sending a 'Nomu' to UA once the term begins. Finding that Nomu could possibly lead us to where we need to go next." 

She frowned—though it looked more like an angry pout to the older man. "Why only me? Can't Gaara do this too? He's fifteen like I am!" 

He considered that. "Huh. That's a good point. Well, Kazekage-sama, would you like—" 

"—Absolutely not." Gaara cut in, straight and to the point. "Sorry, Sakura, but I don't want to go to school. I've never been to one anyways, I wouldn't know how to fit in." Plus, if he had to go through another lesson of advanced calculus again, he was going to have a psychotic break.

She turned to Kakashi pleadingly. "W-what about you, sensei? You'd make a good teacher... I think." 

"Oh I don't know, Sakura-chan," he grinned mischievously behind his mask. "Do you really want me teaching such innocent students? Imagine all the hopes and dreams I'd crush..." He trailed off wistfully. 

She grimaced. She wouldn't be so cruel as to make a bunch of unsuspecting children be taught under Kakashi of all people. 

"Never mind," she said quickly, before sighing in defeat. "I guess... I'll attend UA." 

Kakashi beamed at her, while Gaara nodded approvingly. 

"Don't worry, Sakura-chan," Kakashi patted her on the head, almost condescendingly. "You'll make such a cute little school girl~" 

She slumped against her chair, utterly defeated. 

After they paid for the meals (Kakashi transformed scraps of paper into yen in order to trick their server), they left to go learn as much as they could about UA. 

Turns out entering UA wasn't going to be as easy as she thought it would be. It certainly wasn't like the Academy, where you could sign up and that was that. There were a lot of requirements needed to attend, like an actual entrance exam for example. 

An entrance exam that contained a written test and a practical one, though the latter was only for those intended to be part of the hero course. Sakura wasn't interested in it, nor did she want to snatch the opportunity from someone who actually was, so she settled with the General Education class. 

According to the entrance exam guide, the written test held a history and English portion that she knew she would have to study for—English especially. Everything else, she was already confident in. She had learned it all back at the Academy when she was twelve or younger after all. 

Her applicant forms were a different story. It required a plethora of things that made her head spin. Her guardian information, an emergency contact, a second emergency contact, and even a third emergency contact, and etc. etc. She wondered if signing Sarada up to the Academy would be this complicated in the future... 

First things first: they needed a house. Not just because it was necessary to fill out the forms, but because neither of them wanted to spend another day at the laboratory where they were once held in. 

House hunting was actually kind of fun. The first and only time she went house hunting was after she finally graduated from the Academy at twelve and her parents decided to help her find a decent apartment to live in in order to celebrate her first step to adulthood. Then when she married Sasuke she was immediately moved into the Uchiha Manor, in the Uchiha Compound where it was literally just her and Sarada... 

The houses here were unique. While some of them reminded her of the homes back in Konoha, others were designed differently. She liked those especially, since she was fond of new things. Kakashi and Gaara didn't seem as invested in house hunting, which was a bummer, but she wouldn't let it damper her mood. 

They reached a gated community, where the houses were bigger and more traditionally designed. Despite it already being a gated community, half of the houses were separated by their own gates.

Sakura got quite bored of it until she reached a particular house. One drastically more different than the rest. It was easily the most impressive thing she had ever seen. Better than the clothes, better Quirks, better than Google.

This large mansion topped the Uchiha Manor and the Kazekage Mansion without effort. Through the metallic gates, she could see that it was massive, with large clear windows, a perfectly trimmed front lawn, and an intricately carved mermaid fountain at the center of the blossoming garden. 

She stopped in her tracks and pointed at the house, tugging eagerly at Kakashi's sleeves with childlike glee that was fitting for her current age. 

"Sensei, look at that house!" 

"Ah, yes, I see it..." 

"It's perfect! Let's take it!" 

"But Sakura... the window's are so huge... and it's basically 90% glass." He tried to point out. 

"But sensei, look! It has a fountain! With mermaids on it!" 

"Well, yes—" 

"—It's front garden is so big too!" 

"Sakura..." 

"Please, please?" She spun around to face the men, and neither of them were ready for the begging look on her face. "You guys are already making me go back to school again, giving us this house is the least you can do!"

He sighed. 

The things I do for this woman... He thought in amusement. "Alright, alright, Sakura-chan, I'll get you this house if it makes you happy." 

YES! She inwardly cheered. 

"It looks like it's already occupied." Gaara pointed out. 

He smiled at him. "Don't worry. Let me handle it." 

With ease, he was at the other side of the gate in a span of a second and was now ambling towards the house. Sakura and Gaara watched on curiously as he approached the front door and knocked. 

"I wonder what he's planning...?" She said aloud. 

"Whatever it is, it's working." And lo and behold, Gaara was right. A few minutes later, a family of about eight was filing out of the glamorous house and was rushing into a large vehicle. The gates opened immediately and the pair of them stepped out of the way as the car drove by. They drove down the street until they were never to be seen again. 

"What exactly did you say to them?" She asked him as they met up at the front door. 

He did his eye-crinkle. "Ah, don't worry about it. All that matters is that the house is all ours now and the Hagiwaras won't ever be coming back." 

The Hagiwaras are loaded, Sakura noted as she explored her brand new house. There were seven bedrooms in all, with seven bathrooms though none of them were connected to a bedroom except for the one in masters bedroom. In addition to that, there were two half bathrooms that only contained a toilet and a sink. 

The previous owner had two daughters around her age, much to her delight, so she happily took their clothes (much to the men's amusement). They also had a younger daughter around Sarada's age, which only made her miss her more. 

She found one decently decorated bedroom and claimed it as her own. Kakashi got to the masters bedroom before Gaara could, so it was all his now. The previous owner had three sons and luckily, one of them seemed to be Gaara's age so he claimed that bedroom for himself. 

Not like he had much of a choice. The first bedroom had a bed that was shaped like a car with a weird smiley face on it. The other bedroom was full of hero merchandise. Of one hero in particular. This large, fiery man called Endeavor. The man's face was plastered everywhere; on the bedsheets, on the rug, on the posters on the wall—heck, there was even a life-sized cardboard cutout of the man. It was just plain creepy, even for Gaara. So he settled for the third one that was the most normal looking.

The backyard was what impressed her the most. There was a glistening blue pool surrounded by flora and comfy looking beach chairs. But beyond it on the ground level was a large tennis court with a lounge area underneath the pool. 

The Hagiwaras liked their technology too, she noticed. There were these circular devices that would roam the floors. According to the label on them, they were called roombas and their purpose was to vacuum the floors without anyone having to manually get them to do it. 

Once she found a way back home, she was gonna bring a couple of these little babies with her. She could see Gaara and Kakashi thinking the same thing. 

There were other weird looking devices too. Something called a Playstation, Nintendo Switch, and VR. She didn't quite get the purpose of them, but she'd figure it out soon.

Overall, this was the best house she had ever been in. 

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The next few days were quite hectic in her opinion. After removing all photos of the Hagiwara family and other personal touches that belonged to them, they had some shopping to do (or stealing, actually). 

Her school application required a cellphone number, and neither of them knew what that was. Thankfully, several members of the Hagiwaras had laptops so after a quick Google search, they knew what to get. To their astonishment, there was more than one cellphone brand and more than one variation of them. It was confusing, but Kakashi simply asked one of the store employees for whatever was the best and swiped them under their noses. 

So now they had a house and cellphone numbers. 

The application also required the name of her Quirk, which she didn't have. So she wrote down 'Chakra' and left it at that. Ambiguity was key in the world of shinobi, and she didn't want anyone from here knowing the true extent of her abilities. Spilling precious information like that would just be foolish. 

But that wasn't all she had to do. The three of them had to fabricate so many documents and break into so many important looking buildings that Sakura began to wonder if this was all really worth it. The day she finally finished filling out the application was a huge relief to her. 

PERSONAL DETAILS OF APPLICANT:

Name: Uchiha Sakura

DOB: March 28, ****

Gender: F

Home Address: 3789 Hanabatake Street

Present School: Homeschooled

Quirk: Chakra

Emergency Contact #1: Hatake Kakashi (guardian)

Mobile Number of Emergency Contact #1: ***-***-****

Emergency Contact #2: Gaara (roommate)*

Mobile Number of Emergency Contact #2: ***-***-****

Emergency Contact #3: n/a

Mobile Number of Emergency Contact #3: n/a

What course will you be testing for? : General Education

PERSONAL DETAILS OF PARENTS/GUARDIANS

Name: Hatake Kakashi

Relationship With Child: Guardian

Home Telephone Number: ***-***-****

Mobile Number: ***-***-****

Work Phone Number: n/a

Email Address: ichaichafan＠gmail.com

"You're lucky nobody would know you're referring to a porn book, sensei," she muttered to the older man, disgruntled.

"Erotic literature," he defended, his eyes glued to his brand new phone. She had no idea what he was staring at it, but from the way Gaara glanced at the screen and physically recoiled away from him told her all she needed to know. 

"Done." She stated, setting her pen down. "Everything here looks official, right?"

Kakashi took the pile of papers away from her and started skimming through it. He paused once she reached her applicant form. 

Gaara pursed his lips. "You're using 'Uchiha' as your surname." He pointed out, sounding displeased. 

"Well, yeah, it is my surname now." She blinked at them. 

Kakashi set the papers down and gave her a look she couldn't decipher. "You can't exactly tell people you're married. I think you should stick to your maiden name instead."

She gave them confused looks. "Um, it's not like I'm gonna go around telling people that I'm married... I'm fifteen, that's gonna earn a lot of concern. There's nothing wrong with me using Uchiha, okay? Besides, I already wrote down 'Uchiha' in the other documents." 

Kakashi sighed in defeat while Gaara's expression turned taut. 

"Alright." The silverette relented. 

What's the big deal with using Uchiha? She wondered as she pulled out her study materials. The Uchiha name wasn't known in this world, neither of their names were. It was the only reason they decided not to bother with false names on the documents. 

She spent the next three hours pouring over her studies. She was still stuck on the English language, the vocabulary and conjugations swirling in her head and never staying in place. It was frustrating. 

Kakashi interrupted her in the middle of her study session with his signature eye crinkle. 

"How's studying?" 

"Terrible," she grunted, never looking up from her work. "English is such a complicated language! The character's look funny and the grammar's so inconsistent! And how the hell do you pronounce the letter 'L'?!"

"Maa, maa, Sakura-chan, you've been working so hard lately..." He trailed off, noticing that even her highlighted notes were color coded. Good lord. "Don't you want a break?" 

"Not right now, sorry." 

"But Gaara-san has a brand new gourd filled with sand that he'd like to try out." 

That caused her to look up. "Huh?" 

Standing beside him was Gaara looking like a walking Adidas advertisement. For some odd reason, the original occupant of his room was obsessed with the brand. Then her eyes were drawn to his hip, where a gourd was attached. 

"You bought a new gourd?" She asked. 

"Stole it," he clarified. "And I just finished infusing the sand with my chakra. If you don't mind, it's been a while since I've had a good spar..."

A nice sparring session would do her some good. Ever since she was transported here, she had been storing 20% of her chakra away like she had done last time. It would be good to practice limiting herself again. 

With a grin, she rose from her seat. "Alright, let's do it!" 

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Endeavor was in the middle of training Shouto when the ground started to tremble. Both males stopped, bodies tense as they braced themselves for what they thought was an earthquake. But as quickly as it appeared, it stopped. 

Several seconds passed, and then the tremors started up again. This time Endeavor ended up falling on his ass. 

He could hear his insolent son snort and the flames in his facial hair grew brighter from rage. 

"Damn it!" He snarled, getting up to his feet. "Stay here, Shouto! Your training isn't done yet! I'll be back soon." 

He stormed out of the room, heading towards the front door. He ignored Fuyumi's concerned calls and stomped out. 

The ground shook again, but this time he was able to pinpoint the source. 

"Hagiwara..." He growled under his breath, eyes narrowed dangerously. 

He had the misfortune of being the Hagiwaras next-door-neighbors. He couldn't stand them. They were an awful family. Stupid Ren and his stupid smile and stupid perfect lawn, and his equally as stupid wife who couldn't stop yabbering about unimportant things. Their kids were terrible too. One of them was actually a fan of his, but he was a noisy brat who kept trying to talk to him. 

Another reason he hated the Hagiwaras was their lack of aesthetic coordination. All the houses in this community were styled traditionally. The Hagiwaras decided they were above proper traditional architecture and mutilated their house beyond recognition. Now it just looked like a bunch of cubes stacked together. It was an eye-sore. Too modern. Endeavor hated it. 

He stomped towards the gate, not even caring that his Quirk was causing him to sear his shoe prints on the sidewalk. He was a Pro Hero, who was going to bother reporting him for it anyways? If it pissed off the Hagiwaras, that'd be a plus. 

Another tremor happened, and he nearly lost his balance for the second time. Angrily, he mashed the doorbell button and waited impatiently for a reply. 

The quaking finally stopped. 

A few seconds later, a voice was heard through the intercom. 

"Hatake House, how my I help you?" An unfamiliar voice chimed. 

"Hata—no! We're not calling it that!" A female voice protested. 

"Icha Icha—?"

"—No!" 

A third voice spoke up, sounding exasperated. "Who is this and what do you want." 

Rather than answering his simple question, Endeavor demanded, "Who are you? You're not the Hagiwaras." 

"Nope," the first voice replied. "They moved out a few days ago. The house and roombas are ours now!" 

"Let me in," he ordered. "I want to speak to whoever's in charge!" 

"Mind giving a name first?" 

He was going to punch this intercom soon if he didn't get what he wanted. "Endeavor," he huffed.

"What was that? Endemic, you say? Sure, come on in." 

"MY NAME IS—" 

The intercom beeped, signifying that the conversation was over. Now he was seriously going to punch it. 

The gate opened automatically, and Endeavor resumed his angry stomping towards the front door. Before he could knock on it, the door was swung open and he was met with a blank-faced red head. 

"...You're the man from the creepy room..." He heard the boy mutter. As if he didn't say anything, he opened the door wider and motioned for him to step in. 

He spotted two other figures at the foyer. A pink haired girl who he dismissed without a second thought, and a grey haired man with a mask covering half his face. 

He started for him. "You—" 

The man raised a hand. "—Shoes off first."

"What."

"Shoes off, sir. It'd be poor manners if you walked into a guest's house with dirty shoes." He explained with an oh-so-innocent eye smile. 

Dear god, this man was worse than Hagiwara Ren. 

He didn't do as he was told. Instead, he glowered at all three of them. Only the girl seemed to shrink a bit, though it was out of sheepishness due to fear. 

"The earthquakes. Which one of you was responsible for that?" He asked through gritted teeth. 

To his surprise, the girl slowly raised her arm. "I-I'm sorry." She said feebly. "I didn't realize people outside would notice it. Did—did I break anything from your home?" 

"That doesn't matter! You interrupted my training session with my son! Don't cause such a distraction ever again!" He barked. 

She paled at that. 

The red head boy stepped to her rescue. "The both of us were just sparring, so stop your screeching." 

"You spar?" He sneered, moreso at the girl than her partner. 

She appeared to be offended. "What's that supposed to mean?" 

"Quiet you," he spat before turning to the other man. "Learn to discipline your brats. This better not happen again." 

Without another word, he stormed out of the house. 

He heard the man call out to him, "It was nice meeting you, Endemic-san!" 

"IT'S ENDEAVOR!" 

— author's note —

* Gaara doesn't have a last name. His full name is basically just Subaku no Gaara (Gaara of the Sand). So far none of the characters living in Suna have actual surnames which is weird but whateves.

If you're wondering why they picked such a big house with so many rooms, just remember how many Naruto characters are part of the harem. That's the reason why, that and they won't be the only ones finding themselves displaced (wink wonk). It's not a good idea to let Naruto characters running around wild, that would just spell disaster for the BNHA world.

And why did I pick such a modern and high-tech house? Well, it's the best way to get them immersed with the latest technology lol. Though some of the characters would be too old school to appreciate it smh

Here are some visuals of the house because I just love providing visuals.

The mermaid fountain Sakura was obsessing over:

The living room with the connecting dining room: 

The kitchen:

Backyard pool:

The tennis court because Sakura would make a really cute tennis player:

And that outer foresty area you see there is where all the fun training happens 

Imagine the bedrooms as whatever you want.

And yes, Sakura, Gaara, and Kakashi are basically stealing the Hagiwaras' clothes (not underwear tho, cuz that's just nasty). Sakura's lucky cuz they had two daughters around her size so all of their clothes are HERS now muahahaha