Middle Earth. That is what it once was called. Now known as the Ninja World. It is now the 15th Age and the tale of the Lord Of The Rings is a forgotten memory, now thought to be a fantasy. Now, the 4th great Ninja war has reached its climax as Naruto and Sasuke battle against Kaguya. Just as Naruto and Sasuke were about to use their seals on Kaguya, the goddess, in a last ditch effort, used as much power as she could, to send Naruto as far down his family's timeline as she could. Sending him back approximately 36,000 years. To the 3rd Age. To where Naruto's ancestor joined a small hobbit on his journey to destroy the One Ring. For Naruto's Ancestor is... Aragorn son of Arathorn.

It all began with the forging of the Great Rings.

Three were given to the Elves; immortal, wisest and fairest of all beings.

Seven, to the Dwarf Lords, great miners and craftsmen of the mountain halls.

And nine, nine rings were gifted to the race of Men, who above all else desire power.

For within these rings was bound the strength and the will to govern over each race.

But they were all of them deceived, for another ring was made.

In the land of Mordor, in the fires of Mount Doom, the Dark Lord Sauron forged in secret, a master ring, to control all others.

And into this ring he poured all his cruelty, his malice and his will to dominate all life.

One ring to rule them all.

Naruto dashed forward, trying to place his hand on Kaguya.

She dashed away and Sasuke tried to do the same.

She dodged him too.

She held a hand out towards Naruto.

"ALMIGHTY TIME-SPACE JUTSU!"

Naruto began to disappear.

"Naruto!"

"Naruto!"

"NARUTO!"

"Naruto..."

"Naruto, wake up."

Naruto's POV

I slowly opened my eyes.

I was laying against a tree.

I turned my head to see a very familiar face.

"Sorry, Frodo. I guess I dozed off."

Frodo returned the smile.

"Honestly, Naruto. I was telling you about Gandalf."

I rubbed the back of my head.

"Well, go ahead, continue."

Frodo smiled and continued to tell me about Gandalf.

I leaned my head back against the tree, taking in the wilderness around us.

Ah, the Shire.

I've been here for nearly a year now.

Whatever Kaguya did, I'm here now.

In this strange new world.

I probably may never return home.

While it's saddening that I'll never be able to finish what I started and help Sasuke and the others, I quite like it here.

I made friends with these strange folk known as Hobbits.

I'm glad I was sent here, because I got to meet my new best friends, Frodo Baggins, and Samwise Gamgee.

Though one thing was strange, when I arrived they said something quite peculiar about my appearance.

But I probably don't need to worry about that.

Bilbo's POV

"The 22nd day of September, in the year 1400, by Shire-reckoning. Bag End, Bagshot Row, Hobbiton, Westfarthing, the Shire, Middle-Earth... The Third Age of this world."

The Fellowship Of The Ring

'It's been nearly a year to the day now, since that boy Naruto found his way to the Shire.

Frodo seems to have taken a liking to the boy.

Well, I can hardly say he just a boy, he appears to be the age of 17 maybe 18 in Man years.

He appears to be a man, but his hair and eyes have sort of an...etheral look to him.

Almost... elvish.

Perhaps, whenever Gandalf decides to drop by he could help me understand.'

I smiled and opened my book.

"There and Back Again... A Hobbit's Tale. By Bilbo Baggins."

"Now, where to begin?"

I took a puff of my pipe.

"Ah, yes."

I inked my quill.

"Concerning Hobbits."

Hobbits have been living and farming in the four Farthings of the Shire for many hundreds of years, quite content to ignore and be ignored by the world of the Big Folk. Middle-earth being, after all, full of strange creatures beyond count. Hobbits must seem of little importance, being neither renowned as great warriors nor counted among the very wise.

I chuckle at my paper.

There was a knock at the door.

"Frodo! Someone at the door!"

In fact, it has been remarked by some that Hobbits' only real passion is for food- a rather unfair observation, as we have also developed a keen interest in the brewing of ales and the smoking of pipe-weed. But where our hearts truly lie is in peace and quiet and good, tilled earth, for all Hobbits share a love of things that grow. And, yes, no doubt to others, our ways seem quaint. But today of all days, it is brought home to me, it is no bad thing to celebrate a simple life.

There was another knock at the door.

I sighed.

"Frodo, the door!"

There was another knock.

"Sticklebacks. Where is that boy? Frodo!"

No POV

Naruto and Frodo smiled, reading under the big tree.

They heard distant humming and singing.

"..Down from the door where it began."

They stood and looked to see where it was coming from.

"And I must follow if I can. The road goes ever on and on. Down from the door where it began."

They ran over towards the voice.

"Now, far ahead the road has gone. And I must follow if I can."

They found a man in a gray robe and a gray pointed cap riding a carriage.

Frodo smiled and crossed his arms.

"You're late."

The old man stopped the carriage and he slowly looked at Frodo.

"A wizard is never late, Frodo Baggins. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."

They stared at each other as they started to laugh.

Frodo leaped onto the carriage hugging the man.

"It's wonderful to see you, Gandalf!"

Gandalf smiled.

"You didn't think I'd miss your Uncle Bilbo's birthday?"

He laughed, tapping Frodo's cheek.

Gandalf slowly turned his head and looked at the blond.

"And who might you be?"

Naruto bowed his head slowly.

"A pleasure to meet you, Mr. Gandalf. I am Naruto Uzumaki-Namikaze, but please, just call me Naruto."

"Then Naruto so it shall be."

Gandalf smiled, bowing his head in return.

"Frodo here has told me a great deal about you and Bilbo's history together."

He smiled and invited the two on his carriage and they both sat down, riding with him.

"So how is the old rascal?"

Gandalf asked.

"I hear it's going to be a party of special magnificence."

Frodo nodded.

"You know Bilbo. He's got the whole place in an uproar."

Gandalf chuckled.

"Well, that should please him."

He chuckled again.

Frodo smiled.

"Half the Shire's been invited, and the rest of them are turning up anyway."

They laughed.

Naruto smiled, taking in Gandalf's appearance.

It's strange, he hasn't felt any chakra signatures from anyone here.

However, he can feel something from Gandalf, but he doesn't think it's chakra he's feeling.

Bilbo's POV

And so life in the Shire goes on, very much as it has this past Age, full of its own comings and goings, with change coming slowly, if it comes at all, for things are made to endure in the Shire, passing from one generation to the next. There's always been a Baggins living here under the Hill in Bag End.

I looked at my desk.

"And there always will be."

No POV

Frodo looked at Gandalf.

"To tell you the truth, Bilbo's been a bit odd lately."

Gandalf looked at Frodo.

"I mean, more than usual."

"He's taken to locking himself in his study."

"He spends hours and hours poring over old maps when he thinks I'm not looking."

"He's up to something."

Gandalf looked at Frodo again.

Frodo looked up at Gandalf and the old wizard looked away.

"All right, then. Keep your secrets."

Frodo smiled.

"What?"

Gandalf looked at Frodo.

"But I know you have something to do with it."

Gandalf blinked, looking at Frodo.

"Good gracious me."

"Before you came along, we Bagginses were very well thought of."

"Indeed?"

"Never had any adventures or did anything unexpected."

"If you're referring to the incident with the dragon, I was barely involved. All I did was give your uncle a little nudge out the door."

"Whatever you did, you've been officially labeled a disturber of the peace."

They smiled as they continued riding the carriage on their way.

They made their way back to where Gandalf picked them up, Naruto jumped off, making a rather large jump back to the grass.

Gandalf blinked a little as Frodo stood up.

"Gandalf, I'm glad you're back."

Gandalf smiled. "So am I, dear boy."

The two waved at Gandalf as he continued on his way.

"So am I."

Gandalf slowly made his way to Bag End.

He knocked on the door.

Bilbo's voice could be heard behind the door.

"No thank you! We don't want any more visitors, well-wishers, or distant relations."

Gandalf smiled.

"And what about very old friends?"

The door opened and Bilbo's face lit up.

"Gandalf?"

The wizard smiled.

"Bilbo Baggins."

Bilbo ran to Gandalf.

"My dear Gandalf!"

Gandalf knelt and they hugged.

"Good to see you. One hundred and eleven years old. Who would believe it? You haven't aged a day."

They laughed as Bilbo walked towards the door.

"Come on. Come in."

"Welcome, Welcome."