DNO - Standard Disclaimer (for ALL the one shots. Am not retyping this every single time.)
Warning(s): Alcohol baaaby~ -cough- And language. Naruto-kun has a potty mouth ~ This is SLASH.

A is for Alcohol
you know what they say : drunk words are sober thoughts

I, Naruto Uzumaki, was drunk. No, more then drunk; I was plastered, whatever the hell that meant. Where did that saying even come from? It sounds stupid: HAHAHAHAH, I'm plastered! I'm a wall! Idiot. ... Wait, didn't I didn't just say I was? Oh, well, whatever.

A low whimper sounded from my throat as I flopped forward on my seat. My stomach was starting to spin like a wannabe carnival ride. Just going round, and round, and round, till all the participants want to puke. Which I did. Stupid alcohol. Why was I drinking anyways?

"Ohh my gosh! I still can't believe Sakura won a date with Sasuke! That lucky bitch!"

Oh, right. That was why. It was because the girl of my dreams was out dating my best friend! I wanted to date Sakura! That was totally why I was upset, not because Sasuke couldn't even break the date to go nerd Halo with me. I was angry because he was dating my girl. Okay? I so wasn't mad that Sasuke seemed happy to go out with her, or that he had ignored all of my texts and calls, or that he actually laughed at one of her jokes. (I had not been stalking them. They were simply going the same direction I was. For about an hour.)

I glared at the sake bottle mocking me from the table. It didn't believe me. Hell, I don't think I believed me! ... If that made any sense.

... Stupid alcohol.

I didn't care about Sasuke, I didn't! Nononononono-

"Naruto?"

Ah, fuck.

"What are doing, loser?"

Speak of the devil. All right Naruto, you can do this! Glare at him! Act tough! Give him the Uchiha Glare 5000!

"Fuck yo-hic-you, Sasuke."

... Well, that failed. What was that Naruto? You didn't even glare! It was more like a fucking drunken pout... Okay, stop pouting. He mocks you about being a girl enough, do you WANT to add fuel to the fire?

A raised eyebrow was all I got in response to my amazing insult. He didn't even say "Hn"! I got nothing! He at least LAUGHED at Sakura's joke, and it probably was a stupid joke. Like, the Nun one.

Wait, that was an epic joke. Fuck.

"Are you drunk?"

This time I stared at him with a raised brow. Honestly? Talk about your stupid questions.

"Is that a rhe-reh-hic-rhetorical question?"

This time I was given an annoyed roll of the eyes as the raven haired teen in front of my placed a single pale hand almost daintily on his hip. Then his fingers began to tap, warning me he was about to speak and start mocking me. God, I knew him too well.

"I suppose so, all right then, why are you drunk?" The Uchiha asked, fingers still drumming a beat on his hip. My cerulean blue eyes jumped from that sight, to the mocking onyx eyes placed neatly in the middle of a heart shaped face. I attempted another Uchiha 5000, but it didn't work. I just ended up crashing sideways on the red poof of the booth I sat at and staring aimlessly at the metal shaft of the table. Good going, Blondie.

"Cause you were on a date with Sakura." I grumbled. How did I go from Upbeat-Complaining drunk, to Depressed-Emo-Sasuke drunk in a matter of seconds? As long as I didn't start running along side Confession drunk, I would be fine.

An irritated huff sounded in the general direction to my left before words cut through the air again, "And? You jealous? Dobe."

I heard a small grumble, and figured it was me as I never did like the nickname.

Just don't say anything Naruto, don't admit to anything!

"Yes, I was jealous." Shit. "I wanted to go on a date with you." Wait, what? "But, nooo, it was Sakura. You like her, don't you, asshole? That's why you ignored my texts, laughed at her jokes, and.. and everything else." Shutupshutupshutup! "Urgh, I'm such an idiot, why am I admitting this to you? I need a thoughts-to-words filter."

Good going Naruto, you have officially 'effed up your relationship with your best friend. Would you like a prize? My stomach began to roll around again, so I whined and buried my face into the uncomfortable fabric of the seat. Stupid, stupid, stupid alcohol.

Other then the constant hum of sounds attributed to the bar I was in, it was quiet. Sasuke had probably left after my impromptu confession, God knows everyone else would have.

"You're an idiot, you know that?"

Opening my eyes, forgetting I had closed them, I peered up at the smirking face of my love interest. A small sort of scowl appeared on my face. I was thinking something along the lines of: Okay, dude, I just confessed my love to you. How about we stop with the insults, at least until I can function properly. Honestly, asshole. My vocal response, however, was a, "Guh."

"Let's get you home." Suddenly, pale hands were tugging at my wrists, which I whined at. I didn't want to move, much less go home. The bar would so be fine with me staying there. Holy shit, how'd we get outside so fast and why am I suddenly being held against your chest? To keep me upright? You keep telling yourself that, Teme.

Then there was a long pause. Did I fall asleep? We're at your house. Staring at you with what must be screwed up eyes, I attempted to speak, but you quickly shushed me with a soft smile, "Quiet, go to bed."

Listen to him, Naruto. Discuss your stupid alcohol induced actions with him tomorrow, my brain told me. Frowning at the teaming up of my brain and friend, I closed my eyes and nuzzled back into the over fluffed pillow near my head. Talking could wait, thinking could wait, sleeping, apparently, couldn't. I was going to say: Good night, assfuck. But, it ended up being, "I love you, Sasuke."

I passed right out after that, but, not before the whispered words of, "Love you too, Dobe." crossed my ears.

All right, maybe alcohol wasn't so bad.

This is the first of my 26 drabble series ! :D Though, this kinda turned into a oneshot.. It just wouldn't end! xD; The series will be an alphabet drabble thing. You'll see. xD It will be updated weekly/bi-weekly/whenever the hell I feel like it. :D

Okaaay, I feel like I should say that I do NOT encourage drinking as a way to solve your problem. In fact, I really discourage it, but, it was the main part of the story soo... Oh, and, uhh.. Drinking is bad, mmkay? :D?

As well, this story is written in the format it is because it's sorta in like, first person. It's basically Naruto telling you the story, and his Brain inputing some things as well. Such as : All right, Naruto! You can do this! and so on. The ending may seem rushed, I admit, but thats because Naruto is completely plastered, remember? I know when I'm drunk things seem to happen really fast and without my knowledge xD Besides, he's sleeping through half of it. (:

And, as a bonus (I think) , here is a part I took out cause it (along with another part) made the story too long and was unneeded. But, I thought it was hilarious (:

"I only went on that ridiculous date because it was the only way the fangirls were going to leave me alone." Oh, my cute little brain. Trying to make me feel better by making something up that my former best friend might say to cheer me up. "Also, I didn't ignore your texts; I don't have my phone, remember? It was taken away for the date. And I laughed because Sakura admitted to only going out with me as a friend. Her and Ino are together now, did you know that?" Okay, Brain, you're getting a bit too detailed. Calm, I'll be fine. The nice person petting my hair is making the sickness go away, so tomorrow it won't be so hard to go up to Sasuke and apologize and say that it was all a joke.

Con Crit is always welcomed, flames will be used for s'mores.
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Danke~