A/N: I don't want to give away the characters in this story, so I will not list them!

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. Nor do I own the series.

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Chaptah 1:

A Day in the life of Naruto!

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Here we are, standing beside Naruto's bed as he peacefully sleeps. Notice how his long, beautiful lashes kiss his cheeks gently, his tan skin glowing--no, shimmering--in the pale moonlight. His lips are parted slightly and his manly chest rises and falls with each breath he takes.

The fangirls are overcome with rapture.

If you look to the left, you can see that the clock reads 5:10 a.m....almost time for our little man to wake up.

Naruto stirs a little and rolls over. We hear him mumble something barely coherent--somethin' about ramen, I think.

Let's just sit here and watch our baby sleep.

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5:15 a.m. Okay, hon. Time to get up--huh?!

Naruto suddenly jumps up, startled. That darned alarm clock! We trip all over each other in a haste attempt to scramble into the closet. One of us--I think it was Fangirl #012--swore loudly after getting her hand stomped on.

Thankfully, Naruto is not fully awake.

Zoom in through the cracks in the closet door and we can see Naruto slowly crawl out of his bed and scratch his butt. Fangirl #012 gasps in awe and Naruto turns in the direction from where the sound was emitted. Darn you, Fangirl #012! Fangirl #981 punches her in the face and shuts her the heck up, fast.

We turn our attention back to Naruto and see him take off his shirt, baring his manly chest and abs. A few fangirls faint, blood spurting out of their noses. We look back at our sexy boy and--AW, DANG.

In our haste to make ourselves scarce, we forgot that Naruto has to get dressed.

So, of course, he's gonna need the freakin' closet.

WHICH WE ARE ALL CURRENTLY HIDING IN.

All we can do now is watch as he walks closer and closer, clearly taking his own sweet time to reach his destination.

While he was walking towards us with the speed of a snail going 000.01 mph, you think we'd try to come up with a diversion to get us the heck out of this rinky-dink closet, but no. Fangirls never think rationally--we're too busy drooling over hot guys to even try.

Naruto suddenly whips open the closet door and is stunned at the sight before him. You would be too if you just found twenty-five girls squished together in your closet.

"Uh…" he begins, suspicious. His face reads what are all these psycho women doing in my freakin' closet?!

In an attempt to get the heck outta there, we hastily invent our own jutsu and vanish into thin air, leaving behind a dumbfounded and/or confused Naruto.

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