Summary:
Project JINCHUURIKI… a plot by the government to make super-human super-weapons. Created by the wicked Akatsuki Organization, a private weapons company with an agenda of its own, Project 5776, codenamed KYUUBI, escapes into the outside world. Can a pink haired girl, along with a couple of friends and 5776's amazing abilities, stop this evil menace? Or will the Akatsuki achieve its goals and conquer the known world…

Good day and greetings to you all! It is the return of Chicken and another of his youthful stories!

This story does start out violent and actiony, then becomes perverted, then romantic, then angsty, then actiony again, and not in that order!

This story, as you read in the summary, is about Project 5776, also known as the KYUUBI Project, Project JINCHUURIKI, which is the mother project, and the evil Akatsuki Organization (guess who). This'll include gigantic fights between the demon vessels, and a growing romance between Naruto and Sakura as they attempt to save the world.

Please don't skip the beginning, you'll miss a lot of the story.

And also, I'm in sore need of a beta. I have no true schedule, and you'd be getting the chapters whenever I finish them, which could be days to months in between. This would be a beta for all my stories and not just one.

If you don't need a steady schedule (because if you do, you're screwed), please PM or email me. I'll have you complete a task or two to see if you are worthy, pawn.

ON WIT' DA FANFIC, G!!

Chapter 1:
Project 5776, Codename KYUUBI

BOOM!!

The air-lock doors exploded, sending shrapnel outwards. A flash of yellow and orange flew through the door, followed by smoke and gunshots.

"Dammit! He got through… Tsume, do you have anything on the cams?" Someone screamed through the fog.

"Negative… wait, he's going down Corridor 12… damn, he's fast." Came Tsume's voice over the earpiece.

"Dammit," The commander swore again, reloading his rifle. "Platoon Tango, haul ass to Bravo Quadrant, Sector Zulu!" He spat into his mouthpiece, signaling for the men following him to hurry.

"Corridors 13 and 14, sir?" crackled the earpiece as one of the men of Tango spoke to him.

"Damn straight, we have to cut it off before it reaches the entrance!" He shouted into the mic, sprinting down the hallway as soon as the last man was through.

"Sir, this is Lieutenant Havok of Tango… license to kill?" Havok's voice went through the receiver statically.

"Negative. Orders are to knock out and capture it. If that is impossible… then yes, we have license. It cannot get out of the facility," He responded, rounding the corner into a corridor where a big yellow "11" was painted onto the walls. Damn, this was taking forever!

"Sir, I've lost the cams," a female's voice came through the earpiece. It sounded concerned.

"What? You've lost him?" The commander yelled into his mic.

"No, sir. I've lost all visual of the entire compound… everything's…" The rest was white noise as a burst of heat came down the hallway.

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"Commander? Commander? Do you copy?" Havok shouted into his walkie-talkie. He had been yelling into it for the past two minutes, and the commander had yet to respond.

"Lieutenant, he's turned into the dead-end right now, near the Charlie-Bravo quadrant junction. Orders?" the man behind him whispered.

"Rack your weapons, and draw non-lethals. Orders are to tranq and net." He whispered back, turning the corner into Corridor 13, Hallway 6. A dead end, if there ever was one.

And it will be if we can't get this thing, Havok thought, drawing his tranquilizer pistol. He checked the clip. It had six darts in it. He pushed it back in with a click, and pulled back the slide, loading one of the darts into the chamber. It was still two hundred yards down the hallway, he thought to himself grimly.

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The commander stumbled upon a blood-splattered and charred section of the corridor. He heard one of the men behind him lose his lunch on the paneled-floor. He sucked in his breath, trying to settle his own stomach. The stench of death and burnt flesh almost made him lose his composure.

"Spread out. I want to find what happened, and if possible, I.D this blood." He spoke back to the six men behind him, one kneeling next to the man on the ground vomiting. He looked up and nodded, the rest of the group following his lead. He stood, and walked ahead, leaving the sick one to lay there and regain himself.

"Uh, sir? I think I've I.D'd the blood," one of the soldiers said, holding up a shredded flak jacket and a dented helmet.

"Dammit… Can you I.D the owner of the blood?" The commander was beginning to feel something grow in the pit of his stomach.

"Sir? Oh god… uh… do you know… (gulp)… who this is?" a voice behind him asked. It sounded like whoever it was was going to be sick.

"Who?" The commander turned around, and nearly cried out. The soldier was holding on to a disembodied head!

"Oh… shit…" The commander stumbled over his words. He was trying to identify the face, but he couldn't. He felt nauseous, and the face was contorted in pain and fear, as if it had been attacked by something monstrous or terrifying.

"Ah… damn it… it's… ugh… Simmons. Second Lieutenant Simmons, Platoon Delta." He stumbled out. That feeling in his stomach was turning from nausea to rage. "Any survivors?"

"Uh… negative, sir. I think that whatever it was took out the entire platoon. There are several bodies, but… they're kinda… burnt. To a crisp." The rage bubbled over.

"Hand me your walkie-talkie." The commander said, sticking out his hand. The soldier set down the head respectfully, then fumbled with his belt for a second, finally removing it from it's belt clip. He handed it over to the commander shakily. The commander took it from his hands, impatient and angry.

"Goddammit, Havok? Do you read me?" He shouted into the radio.

"Loud and clear, sir. Good to hear your voice." Havok's voice crackled through.

"Orders have changed, Havok. It's search and destroy from here on out." The commander said grimly, a single thought running through his head. That monster will not kill anymore of my men!

"Uh… sir? We may have a situation here…" Havok replied, his voice finally coming through clearly.

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"I won't let you hurt him!" Umino Iruka shouted at the soldiers, who had their guns pointed at him. Iruka was shakily pointing a pistol of his own back at them in a two-handed stance. He had drawn it from his long white lab coat.

"Sir, step away from it. It's dangerous!" a soldier shouted at the scientist. He was talking about the curled up form lying on the ground behind Iruka, which looked absolutely harmless as it whimpered. It's long blonde hair was spread out on the floor, creating a mat for it. It's large blue eyes were sparkling with fear as it peak around Iruka's legs.

"I won't let you hurt Naruto!" Iruka shouted, his stance firming, as did his resolve. He would not let them hurt him! He was special!

"Sir, this is the last time! Please step away from the monster, so we can knock it out!" The soldier shouted. He felt a hand on his shoulder, and he turned his head to see who it was.

The look of hate on Lieutenant Havok's face was enough to almost make him believe that the lieutenant was a bigger threat than the thing that was lying behind Iruka.

"Orders have changed." Havok said simply, un-slinging his shotgun from his shoulder. "We're to kill that freak monster on sight."

"Why?"

Havok leaned over and whispered into the soldier's ear, telling him what had happened to Delta. Tears began to stream down the soldier's face, anger and rage welling up within him. He un-slung his assault rifle and chambered a shell.

"That fucker killed my brother! Step away from that god damn monster now!" The soldier cried, whipping around and shouldering the weapon, aiming down the sights to target the monster's head. It tensed, getting into a crouched position, sensing bloodlust and hostility. Iruka pointed his gun at the soldier.

"No! I won't let you hurt Naruto!" He screamed, his hands tightening on the gun. "I won't let you kill my son!" Naruto's eye's widened, he started to stand up.

"Fuck!" Bam! Bam! Bam Bam! Bam!

Iruka's pistol clattered to the floor, the soldier's cry still ringing in the air. It bounced once, then slid a few feet away. The hammer hadn't been pulled back. Iruka followed his gun, falling lifelessly to the floor. Naruto was covered in a slight spray of blood, the bullet holes from the shots that had gone through Iruka, then through him, already beginning to heal. He stared in horror at Iruka's body on the floor before him. He fell to his knees, tears streaming down his face as he shook Iruka's inert form.

"Daddy!" He sobbed, shaking Iruka. "Daddy, wake up!" He hugged Iruka's body to him, getting his blood all over him. Naruto's tears began to mix with the blood.

"Daddy! Come on Daddy! Wake up! Please wake up!" He buried his face into Iruka's back, sobbing into it.

The soldier, who was prepared to unload his entire clip into the monster, stopped. Monsters didn't cry… did they? Monsters didn't say 'Daddy'… Monsters killed people senselessly, not sob helplessly when you killed their parent figure… didn't they? Dammit! He was so confused.

"Sir… I can't shoot him. He's just a kid!" A different soldier shouted, looking at the sight before him. He didn't look like a monster. He looked just like a kid who had watched his dad get shot.

"Shoot him, dammit! He killed the entire Delta platoon!" Havok screamed, shoving the soldier out of the way and bringing his shotgun up to bear. He pumped a shell into the chamber, and fired.

Naruto flew back, hitting the wall. The side of his stomach was a bloody mess, a large chunk of flesh and organs missing, blown away by the blast.

The entire unit stared at Havok. The Lieutenant had gone crazy! The one soldier whose brother had been with Delta was brought to his senses by the gunfire. He stared at Havok like he had never seen him before.

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He had killed the monster! He had killed what had slaughtered Delta platoon! These thoughts were running through Havok's head as he watched the eyes of the monster glaze over. He turned to face his squadron, who were all staring at him.

"What?" He asked incredulously. He had just killed a monster! They should be celebrating!

"You… you killed a kid." One of them said. Damn it! They looked like a bunch of deer stuck in the headlights of a truck.

"A kid? You mean that monster?" He said, almost hysterically. What was the matter with them? "You're calling him a kid? Didn't you see him heal from those bullet wounds? Didn't you hear what he did to Delta? He slaughtered them! How can you call this… this… this thing a simple child?"

"You killed Daddy." Havok stopped. A chill ran down his spine. The men were all looking over his shoulder in fear at what was behind him. He felt a wave of heat brush up against his back.

"You hurt Daddy!" It cried again, sounding like a bark. He heard a tearing sound, like something was ripping cloth. Havok began to turn around, fearing what he would see. He never made it.

Havok's head was separated from his shoulders by a clawed hand. A crimson flash darted forward, ripping the soldier (who shot Iruka)'s throat out, leaving him to join his brother. The other men began to run.

It roared, and they felt the heat of flames against their backs. The two at the back of the group cried out in their final agony as they were consumed by the speeding inferno. Three more were swallowed by the flames before they hit the end of the hallway, turning left in the three-way junction of the corridor, just barely avoiding the flames, melting the rubber on their combat boots as it shot out of the hallway and sprayed violently against the steel walls, melting them into slag and leaving only the crumbling concrete shoring behind. Of the seven that ran, only two survived the burning hell that had been that hallway.

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It stopped, the flames cooling down as it watched the white-hot, dripping, molten metal hallway in front of it collapse, its nine tails swishing in glee. Its crimson eyes flashed as it contemplated the headless form of Havok lying in front of him. He hadn't burned it. It had been behind him.

It cried, stabbing its hand through Havok's chest cavity, ripping out the heart. It looked at it greedily, considering what it was holding. It consumed the heart hungrily. Then, wiping its maw, it looked at Iruka.

Whimpering, it picked up Iruka's body, cradling him against its body. It whimpered again, nuzzling its father's face, smearing a little blood that he had missed on Iruka's now-peaceful features. The crimson red eyes slowly began to fade to blue as it burst through the wall of the dead-end hallway. The wall happened to lead directly outside, as if the building was taking pity on the poor thing. It howled in grief one last time, disappearing through the hole, carrying Iruka's lifeless body with it, disappearing into alleyways of the Akatsuki Corp. Special Weapons Facility complex. It finally found its way outside of the complex, and into the surrounding city.

A pair of spinning red eyes followed its progress.

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"Mitsurugi Miaka! Come back here!" Haruno Sakura shouted, chasing after the little girl through the empty sidewalks of the city's abandoned sector, the Konoha equivalent of the darker parts of The Bronx.

"You gots ta catch me!" the eight year old yelled back, sprinting as fast as she could to get away from her older cousin.

"You know it's dangerous! Get back her young lady!" She gave one giant burst of speed, closing the ten-foot gap in a few seconds. She wrapped her arms around the little girl and picked her up, still running. She slowed down, and began to spin around, swinging Miaka all over the place.

"Wheeee!" Miaka giggled, kicking her feet. Sakura eventually became tired, and sat down on a patch of grass between two buildings with a thump!

"Do it again, Nee-chan! Do it again!" Miaka said, clapping her hands. Sakura however, was not nearly as energetic as the little girl. "Spin me!"

"No Miaka. I'm all spinned out." She panted, wiping sweat off of her wide brow. She sat there breathing heavily for a few more minutes, occasionally tickling the little girl when she began to wiggle. She then sat Miaka down, and stood up, brushing off her skirt, which now had grass and dirt stains on it. Then Sakura grew serious

"I told you not to leave the park Miaka." She said sternly, glaring at the eight year old. The little girl squirmed uncomfortably under her older cousin's gaze.

"But it was so boring without big brother Tetsu there!" She complained. She almost never went anywhere without her older brother, who was more protective of the little girl than a mother hen.

"That's no excuse! Now what do you say for being so rude?"

"Tetsu's more fun 'n you!" Sakura hung her head and sighed. Miaka could be such a pain at times. She was about to scold the girl again, when she heard Miaka "eep!". Sakura looked up, expecting to find that Miaka had stepped on a bug. Instead, she had cold steel press against her neck, and a greasy hand grab her hair, yanking it back and exposing her neck more.

"Now now, girly. You's gonna cooperate wit us, o' yo' little friend there is gonna be in some big trouble!" A slightly squeaky, but mean, voice said from next to her ear. She could feel the man's hot breath blowing across the side of her face.

Ewww! He smells like rotting garbage and stale sake!, She thought to her self scrunch her eyes, trying to block out the smell.

"H-how can I help y-you?" She stuttered, both in fear and trying to stop herself from gagging. The man snickered, and let go of her hair. Sakura took that as a good sign, hoping he would release her. Maybe they wanted directions?

"Oh, I bet you know how you can help us…" He trailed off, snickering as his hand trailed down her body, landing on her rump. He gave it a tight squeeze, and smacked it. Sakura jumped, screaming in the process. He was going to rape her!

His arm wrapped around her neck so she didn't accidentally slit her throat. He tightened his grip, pulling her in so that he had her almost in a choke hold.

"Now, don't do that again, get it? Don't wancha to hurt yo'self, or your friend there, now do we?"

Sakura finally saw Miaka. She was lying on the ground, with a large bump on her head. Fortunately, she was breathing.

Sakura nearly jumped again when she felt his hand slide under her skirt, and onto her spandex under-shorts, but couldn't because of the man's tight grip. He pinched her inner thigh, chuckling again.

"Ther' ain't nobody around, boss, I checked." A deep rumbling, bumbling voice came from behind them.

"That's good, Willie, now come help me here, I need you to hold her still." The squeaky man said, snickering as his hand left her skirt and headed upwards towards her chest.

Sakura, in a fit of panic and quick thinking, brought her leg up, and kicked backwards, connecting with the man's knee.

She heard a popping sound as the man screamed, releasing her from his grip as he fell backwards, screaming. She ran forward, picking up Miaka's unconscious form, and ran into the alley way on her left.

Sakura could feel something warm and thick running down her back. She stopped, and set Miaka down on the ground so she could find out what it was.

She reached her hand back, and felt the area around the shirt it was soaked… and ripped? She felt around some more, and found out that she had a long cut running across her middle back. Any deeper and she wouldn't have been running!

Fortunately though, from what she could feel, it wasn't deep. Apparently the squeaky man had swung at the last moment as he was falling and she was running, just grazing right there. It would probably scab over in an hour. The alleyway was suddenly cast in shadows.

"Sorry Miss Lady Person, but boss said to comes and gets ya. He don' like what you done did to him, Miss." The giant man Willie said as Sakura turned around. He began to bumble towards her and Miaka, and Sakura quickly snatched Miaka off the ground. She ran towards the other end.

She was suddenly sent flying as she tripped over something, sending Miaka into a pile of trash. Fortunately for Miaka, though, the trash seemed to be mostly very, very old clothes. Sakura could here her groan a little.

Sighing in relief that Miaka was alright, she turned to look at what she had tripped over, safe for the moment because Willie was at the other end of the alley, still clomping slowly.

Sakura gasped, and then blushed, and then gasped again as she realized what she had tripped over. It was a naked boy lying in a puddle of shimmering gold! Or at least what looked like gold. Sakura followed the yellow strands, until she noticed that the long golden strands were attached to his head! He had extremely long, blonde hair! But still… he was just lying there in the middle of the alley, sleeping like a baby! But…

He was covered in blood. He didn't have any wounds as far as Sakura could see; but then again, she couldn't see all of him, except for his back and buttocks. She blushed even more when the boy stirred, seeming to have woken up to the kick to his chest.

The boy turned around so that he lay facing Sakura, revealing his entire body to her, as she gasped for air, trying not to pass out from embarrassment. His eyes fluttered for a moment, then opened wide to reveal the most beautiful pair of cobalt eyes that Sakura had ever seen. They appeared to be so deep, you could get lost in them if you weren't careful…

"'Scuse me sir, I needs to get to the miss over there If you would be a kind person, and please move, I can does what the boss tolds me to do." The giant man asked politely as he came across the naked boy. The boy turned his head to look at him, blinked, and then began to stand up. The boy steadied himself. He appeared to be a bit woozy, and took a step or two to help keep his balance. He then angled his head so he could see all seven feet of Willie, squinted, then opened his mouth.

"Wow! You're huge!" He shouted in amazement. He had never seen anyone in the lab this big, and the biggest person he had ever seen was the head of the guard, who had been an 6-foot eight-inch tall foreigner who had been built like a wall.

"No, I'm Willie. Huge is a silly name." Willie said stupidly, staring in confusion at the boy in front of him. Why hadn't he moved? He had asked politely, and most people moved after the first time he asked.

"Oh, well since you introduced yourself, I'll introduce my self! I'm Uzumaki Naruto! 18 years old, Cell 7, Project 5776, codename KYUUBI!" He said enthusiastically, grabbing the man's frying pan-sized hand, and shaking it vigorously.

Willie was confused even more. What was this kid babbling about? And he just realized that Naruto wasn't wearing any clothes. Wasn't that considered impolite? That's what mommy always told him, and father had always said "Listen to your mother". Now he was thinking strange thoughts… what had he come here to do?

Willie heard a shuffling sound, and looked up from the strange kid in front of him to see a pinkette pulling a small red-head out of a pile of garbage. He stared at them for a second as Naruto continued to shake his hand. The dim bulb in his head flickered on as he remembered what he was doing.

"'scuse me. I gots a job to do." Willie said trying to get Naruto to move. The boy wasn't moving though, finally being able to meet someone new. He didn't want Willie to leave yet.

Willie sighed. He had to do what boss told him to do, and remove anyone forcefully who got in his way.

"Sorry," He said, bringing his arm up to make a powerful chop onto Naruto's head. He swung down, waiting for the snapping sound of the boys neck. He flinched a little, never liking that sound.

He felt the collision of his hand against something, and Naruto shut up, but there was no snapping sound. He didn't feel any hair, and it felt like fingers were grabbing onto his hand, stopping him from killing Naruto.

Willie opened his eyes. The giant stared down in surprise and amazement as looked down at Naruto. The boy was holding the gigantic arm up with one hand, stopping Willie's attack. The boy no longer looked cheerful, and instead looked very serious.

"Self defense protocol 59, when attacked by a friendly human being, strike back with non-lethal force." Naruto said robotically, repeating the words that were running through his head. The scientists who had raised him had taught him everything about how to survive. He then gave a fox-like grin at the enormous man.

"Since we've been introduced, that means were friendly, right?" He said cheerfully. Willie just stared down at the naked boy.

"Huh?" Was all Willie said, before he was flying through the air, and twenty meters down the alleyway, hitting the dirt-covered alley with a loud smack! Naruto looked at the man with concern.

"Oops? Did I use too much force?" He asked himself, staring at the unconcious heap. He then shrugged, and turned to Sakura, who was staring at the boy in amazement. Miaka was sleeping in Sakura's arms, and squirmed a little to change her position.

They stared at each other for a few minutes… and Sakura's eyes began to drop lower on Naruto's body… down… down… until her eyes rested upon that… Sakura blushed deeply, very deeply.

Naruto followed Sakura's gaze, until his eyes also rested upon that. He looked at it confusedly, then he looked back up at Sakura, and stared at her blushing face for a moment. Then he looked back down, then back up, down, up, down, up, down. He then finally opened his mouth to speak.

"What? It's a penis. Why are you staring at it?" He said, wondering what the matter with the girl. Her blush only deepened.

"That's exactly why!" She shouted, even more embarrassed that she had been confronted about it.

"Because it's a penis? It's a urethra, used to remove digestive wastes from the body, and it is also the male reproductive organ. What's so amazing about that? Haven't you ever seen one before?" Sakura just glared at him through her blush.

"No I haven't, except for Sex-ed. That's why I'm…" savoring the sight of it! Ino's gonna be so jealous!, Sakura's thoughts drifted from the situation for a moment. But the thought of Ino reminded Sakura that she had to get home quickly, or else they might get in trouble. It should've been nearing six o'clock, according to Sakura's calculations.

"Dang! I have to get home quickly or else Miaka's mom and dad…" Sakura stopped, noticing the change in Naruto's attitude at the mention of "dad". He stiffened, his eyes appearing to shift to red for a second, then back to the deep blue they had been before. Naruto then turned to a large pile of trash laying against the wall, and dove into it, digging frantically.

She could see shimmering drops falling from Naruto's eyes as he dug, and she could see his lips moving. They kept forming the same word over and again. "Daddy! Daddy!" He was mouthing as tears streamed down his face. He suddenly stopped digging, and she realized he was holding onto a large form… the size of a grown man.

Sakura shifted Miaka to the other shoulder, because her left arm was falling asleep. Man, was she heavy!

She took a few steps closer to Naruto, who had began to rock the still form, crying into it. She could here him sobbing "Daddy!" now over and over into it. She walked closer still, and gasped in horror as she realized what the boy was holding.

It was a dead man! She could see the pale white face, the blood-stained shirt, and the bullet holes that exited through his back. That explained where the blood on Naruto had come from!

"Oh my god!" She whispered to herself, not wanting to scream and wake up Miaka. A few tears of her own fell down her face as she watched the pitiful sight of Naruto crying into the man's still form.

Setting Miaka carefully back onto the pile of trash that she had pulled her from, Sakura walked back to the crying blonde. He looked up, his eyes puffy, and a little bit of dried blood had cracked off and was sprinkled on his face, accenting the whisker marks on his face. She stood there, unsure of how to comfort him, not knowing how one felt when one lost a parent and not wanting to give him false assurances.

Sakura jumped up three feet in the air when she felt something in her pocket begin to vibrate violently, letting out an annoying "New Message! New Message!" sound over and over again.

Attempting to calm her heartbeat, she pulled out the cell phone and flipped it open. The glowing little screen on it flashing "New Message! Caller: Mom". She sighed, and was about to hit the redial button when she felt a presence peering over her shoulder. She looked, and was met by Naruto's tear-stained face, peering curiously at the glowing screen. Them being that close to each other her made her jump forwards.

"Don't do that!" She yelled at him, glaring at him accusingly. She hated being scared like that.

"What?" Naruto asked, now confused. What had he done wrong?

"Peer over my shoulder! It's rude! And don't stand so close to me when your naked… it's… um…" She realized that she didn't know what to say. The entire day was catching up to her, making her feel exhausted. First, she had been nearly raped. Then she had ran away from her would-be rapists, and then she tripped over Naruto, seen a naked boy, watched him hurl a man twice his size and weight, and had seen her first dead body, outside of T.V. and her grandmother's funeral.

She sighed, sitting down on one of the trashcans. The cut on her back was also beginning to bug her again. She sighed, and looked at the cell phone. Dialing her mother's number quickly, she raised the phone up to her ear. After a few rings, someone on the other end picked up.

"Hello?" Came a male voice over the speaker. Her dad must've picked up.

"Dad? Is mom there?" Sakura asked, her voice a little unsteady. She didn't want to cry… she didn't want to cry… she didn't want to cry…

"Sakura? Is something wrong?" Her father's voice sounded concerned.

"No… I just need you to come pick us up. Today's been a little stressful, and I don't feel like walking for an hour to get back to the house after taking Miaka home. It'll be dark before eight, and I don't like walking alone in the dark." She said, not mentioning Naruto.

"Oh… well, here's your mother. She'll be the one to pick you, I gotta leave soon." He said grumpily, not liking the fact that Sakura was hiding something from him and she wouldn't tell him what it was. A father had to be concerned, you know.

"Alright." She heard her father say "here she is" as he passed the phone to her mother. Her mother's cheerful voice sounded loudly over the phone.

"Hi honey! Where do you need me to get you?" She said cheerfully. Her mother was almost always in a good mood, but when you got on her bad side…

"I need you to pick me up over by the Kwik Mart gas station, over on the south side of the park." Sakura said, thinking that would be the closest place to where the were now.

"Ooh… honey, be careful! That part of town is dangerous, and you never know what could happen!" Her mother warned, having been down in that part quite a few times, mostly on dares. She had never liked it at any time she had gone, and never would.

"I know mom… trust me, I know." Sakura muttered, thinking back to what had happened barely more than an hour ago. She shuddered, remembering what that stupid, squeaky little man had nearly done to her…

Suddenly she remembered Naruto was standing there, naked, while she was talking on the phone. What had reminded her was that not only did the weight on the wide trashcan shift, a few of the strands of gold that Naruto called hair had blown across her vision, and his head was nearly resting on her shoulder as he leaned in to listen.

She tried not to blush, but it was becoming harder and harder as he scooted closer and closer, and now he was nearly sitting next to her, their knees almost touching.

"Sakura honey? You still there?" Her mother voice broke her out of her intense concentration on not concentrating on the boy next to her. She stumbled with her words for a few seconds, caught by surprise, and finally settling on an affirmative noise. Her mother chuckled at the sound.

"You sound like your father when I interrupt him while he's watching T.V." Sakura smiled, knowing exactly what happened when you interrupted her father's "T.V. time".

"Uh… mom? Do we have room in the car for a friend?" She asked, the thought popping into her head. She couldn't just leave Naruto here!

"Shouldn't be a problem… Why? Is there something wrong?" The elder Haruno asked. Perhaps her friend was having some family troubles?

"Yeah… but… well, it's hard to explain. It'll be obvious when you come to pick us up." She explained, knowing that a guy without any clothes would be very obvious to anyone, especially to her kind hearted mother.

"Alright, see you in a bit. Love you." Her mother said. Sakura could here the slamming of a door, and the revving of a car.

"Love you too, 'bye" She said, flipping the phone shut. She sighed, lowering her hand and phone and resting it on the trashcan. Wait… she didn't remember a trashcan ever being this soft or warm. Sakura stiffened, remembering who was sitting next to her, and that he had no… clothes… on…

Sakura looked fearfully at where her hand was placed. Her face suddenly turned red. A deep, deep red. Naruto didn't seem to notice or mind. In fact, he seemed to be staring at Sakura. Sakura turned her blushing face to his still one, and that's when she realized that there were tears in his eyes. He was crying! Had she hurt him in some way? What did she do? Her mental questions were answered by Naruto's next statement.

"You consider me your friend?" Naruto asked, a tear running down his face.

"Yeah. Why? Is there a problem?" She responded, confused. Did he see friendship as a problem. She may have just met him, and didn't even really know him, but he had saved her, and she considered that friend-worthy. Naruto shook his head.

Sakura looked away, towards Miaka, who looked like she was just waking up, when she suddenly felt two very warm arms wrap around her, and her shoulder was becoming wet as Naruto cried into it, soaking through the fabric of her shirt.

"I've never had a friend before, no one wanted to be one." Naruto sobbed. He had never had any friends, besides Iruka, at the lab. There were some nice scientists who at least treated him as if he were something other than a science experiment. The eight other subjects, who were mostly kids like him, were either kind, distant, or…

Naruto shuddered remembering the boy who went by the name of Gaara, or… Project Shukaku. Naruto was the only one who could get him to talk, truly talk, but even then Gaara's subject matter was limited to his wanting to destroy. Gaara had two siblings, but they weren't projects like him, they just lived in the lab.

Sakura took Naruto's shaking as a sign that he was getting cold. After all, he was… naked… Sakura, for the nth time that day, blushed as deeply as humanly possible. She had a naked boy hugging her! Why did he keep doing these things?!

"Eww! Boy parts!" She heard her eight-year-old cousin scream. Apparently, she was awake. Having the little girl point it out made it even more embarrassing for Sakura, but what Naruto said next made her explode.

"Yes, they are. Haven't you ever seen them before?" The golden-haired boy said innocently. Naruto was shoved off of the trashcan.

"Pervert! She's only eight! Of course she hasn't seen anything!" Sakura screamed at the boy lying prone in the dirt. Sakura was once again blushing when she found her eyes almost magnetically attracted to the strange boy's well-formed rear. She huffed embarrassedly.

"Come on, let's go! My mother's going to meet us at the park."

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After leaving the alley through the opposite direction of which they came, Sakura made Naruto stay in the shadows until they reached the intersection. Just across the street, the park and all of it's happy family-time joy spread out before them. After Sakura had Naruto slip into a small metal trashcan, one he barely fit into and was forced in with much bickering, she made Miaka run across the empty street to go get their picinic supplies from the park, which she happily agreed to and skipped merrily on her way, singing a little ditty she learned in from her brother.

Sakura sat down with a sigh, weary from stress. She leaned her head against Naruto's trashcan as they waited for the little girl to return.

"So what did you need your picinic basket for?" Naruto asked, peering above the edge of the trashcan. The circular metal lid was perched on his head like a sombrero. Sakura giggled at the sight.

"I'm going to have you wrap the blanket around your waist so you're not completley naked." She said, her giggle becoming worse as the lid on his head began to slide forward.

"What is so bad about me being nude?" He asked innocently. Suddenly, his vision was obscured by the trash-lid sliding over his eyes. Sakura's giggle turned into a laugh as he batted at the offending circle of metal. As he swung, his can over-balanced, spilling him onto the cement. Sakura only laughed harder as Naruto stood up, turned around, and attacked the tubular tin terror, beating it into an almost un-recognizable shape. He stood there, huffing angrily, glaring at what was left of his inanimate assailant.

For a few seconds, they both just stood there, Sakura laughing as Naruto calmed down. After a minute or two, Sakura's laughs died down as she realized that Naruto no longer had anything to hide in, that being the only empty trashcan. Her face flush red as for once again her eyes were drawn to his toned body. She began to unwillingly memorize his body with her eyes, everything being analyzed and stored in the back of her brain as she tried to resist her teenage hormones.

The boy's long golden hair suddenly obscured her vision of his body, breaking her line of sight, and her train of perverted thoughts. She blushed a little deeper as Naruto turned around, revealing the front of his body to her, and those perverted thoughts came rushing back.

"Hey Sakura? I'm out of things to hide behind, so what are we gonna do?" Sakura stuttered for a moment, not being able to focus due to close proximity of a gorgeous male body. Funny, She thought, that itty-bitty thought that could barely squeeze itself out from between her hormones. He didn't affect me like this before… maybe it was the near-death experience…

"Sakura! Who the hell is that, and what the hell are you doing with him?!" A loud female voice screamed from behind her. Sakura, broken from her wicked thoughts, turned around fearfully to face the voice that could only belong to her very, very pissed off mother.

Alrighty! New story, and I'm ending the chapter here because I'm evil, and sick of writing right now. I basically just wanted to get this posted ASAP.

I know, I know. This story seems to focus a little on Sakura being a pervert… but hey! She's a seventeen-year-old girl who's still experiencing the death-throes of puberty, and is finally coming into contact (not literally) with the male body. She is what we consider to be "Naïve".

And I know this started out all "Hi-ya! Gung-ho! Kung-fu chop!", but it will do that from time to time, being mostly Angsty and Romancy, with a lot of Action thrown into the mix.

And you know what is kind of funny?… If you read back to about a quarter of the way through the story, you'll remember Naruto going "Daddy, daddy! Wake up!" and Naruto goes psycho and kills everybody.

Anyway, to finish this little story, I have to tell you another one. You know those scary movies like The Grudge, The Ring, The Omen, and games like F.E.A.R: First Encounter Assault Recon or something like that that has those creepy little kids who can and would rather kill you than look at you. Yeah, those kids terrify me. Absolutely. Utterly. Terrify me. I'm not even friggin kidding. Those kids are what give me nightmares. Not Doom, not Nightmare on Elm Street, not Barney, those god damned kids.

Back to what I was telling you. Ten minutes after I wrote that part, I fell asleep. And I dreamt. I dreamt a dream where I was walking through a huge house, you know those old mansion-styled houses, and I could hear this little boy's voice going "Daddy? Daddy where are you? Do you know where my Daddy went?" over and over again.

I yelled back going "Who are you?" and "What the fuck do you want?". The kid never responded, he just kept on repeating himself. I ran down the stairs, trying to escape/find the kid, before he found me. The stairs were one of those ones that are right against a wall, with a railing and the hallway continuing next to it. I went down stairs, and looked around the kitchen area. All of the sudden I heard my dad yell "What is that? Ted? Go find out who that is!".

Suddenly, I heard that voice coming from the top of the stair case, going "Do you know where my daddy went?" I ran to the stairs, and stood on the bottom step, looking up. All I could see was a silhouetted face looking down at me through the railing. It asked me again if I knew where it's daddy was, and I screamed at it that I didn't know. The thing was, I suddenly remembered why this was so familiar… it was exactly what I wrote! That's why I was so god damned fucking terrified. Not just scared, terrified of what that kid was. I was crying, screaming at it to get the fuck away. It began to walk towards the end of the railing, to the top of the steps, where I could see it's tiny body shaded by the blue moon light. Tears were streaming down my face, as I put my hand to the light switch and screamed one last "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT?!!" and flicked on the lights.

Suddenly… I woke up. Crying, heart beating at a million miles an hour, body soaked in sweat… never had I been more terrified of anything. I couldn't get back to sleep and had to get up and walk around outside in the winter cold to calm myself. I then went to get a drink and something to eat so I could settle myself. I finally got back to sleep after about an hour.

Yeah, scary crap, I know.

Anyway…

If you're wondering how Naruto learned Sakura's name (Sakura never introduced herself formally to Naruto), Naruto had his ear right next to Sakura's cell-phone, that, coupled with enhanced hearing, he heard every word that was said, including Sakura's name.

Also, if you hadn't noticed, for those of you who have read my story "A Broken Heart" (which is a bit of a misnomer), you'll already know who Tetsunouske and Miaka are. And yes, those are Miaka's exact lines

So please, R&R, and leave some god damn flames will ya? I need the constructive criticism.

Sincerely,

ChickenDeNoodleyNoodle the Third, most youthful, and somewhat profane, chicken in the world.

P.S: Tell me if this needs fixing

Pardon the Parody

Naruto followed Sakura's gaze, until his eyes also rested upon that. He looked at it confusedly, then he looked back up at Sakura, and stared at her blushing face for a moment. Then he looked back down, then back up, down, up, down, up, down, left, square, triangle, R2, R2, L2, L1, R3, triangle, triangle, cross (X), cross, circle, up, left, down, right, up, left, up, right, down.

After entering the cheat code, Naruto suddenly gained the ability to breath fire and shoot ice out of his hands. However, Sakura lifted up a boulder with her super-human strength and threw it at him. Midway through it's flight, Sakura blasted it with her laser-vision, scattering it into a million flying pieces of death.

Naruto spewed one big massive fireball into the flying stone chips heading towards him, turning them into magma. He created a gigantic wall of ice in front of him to stop himself from getting burned.

Suddenly, Miaka dropped a bomb on the alley, dropping both Sakura's and Naruto's hitpoints to 0, knocking them out and making Miaka the winner of the fight.

Pardon the Parody