Well, here it is Bloody Midnight. Happy...ermm...Valentines day? ^^;

-PD

Chapter 1 – Good Morning Naruto-chan

A pair of bright blue eyes slowly opened against their will. Naruto sat up, blinking his eyes in the bright late morning light. He felt something tickle his lower back; he scratched at it, but upon further inspection he realized it was, '…Hair?' He pulled at a strand, but instead of feeling it in his lower back, as he had expected, he felt a brief shot of mild pain coming from his head. 'Wha…?' Naruto held a long strand of blonde hair in front of his face. 'Why is it…so long?' It took a few seconds for his still half asleep mind to catch up with reality.

After sitting there a moment, he suddenly bolted out of bed and ran toward the bathroom, ignoring the spinning dizziness he felt from standing so abruptly. He almost tripped on the legs of his pajama pants that he swore weren't that long last night. He also noticed that his shirt and pants felt a little bit bigger in other areas as well, and that the fabric pinched in others. He finally reached the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror. What he saw was beyond shocking. In the mirror, it was indeed himself, but it wasn't exactly the face he was used to. Naruto's normally short, spiked, blond hair, now reached almost down to his waist. He stepped back a bit so he could see more of his figure. Now if you asked Naruto, this was NOT his figure. Not only had his hair grown, but so had his chest—to a size 30-C to be exact. As he backed up more he saw that his pants were draw taught across his hips where they'd spread. He continued to back up until he hit the wall. He slid to the floor and thought about why he could possibly look the way he did. When the tears threatened to fall, something that hadn't been so quick to occur in the past, he stood up again and went over to look at his face.

'Well, at least my face looks…kinda the same…' True, his face did look the same, for the most part. His features had gotten softer and…wait…where did his whiskers go? Naruto rubbed his now soft, smooth, flawless cheek, 'No whiskers….why?' His eyes were bigger and wet with tears he refused to let fall, and his lips were plumper and pink. He chuckled to himself as he admired himself in the mirror. "I'm pretty hot." He said through unexplained sniffles. But before he could finally get the hand at this 'flaunting' business, there was the sound of labored breathing coming from where he thought was behind him, pulling him out of his self-exploration.

Naruto spun around, his long blonde hair swirling about him. He saw no one.

…Naruto, I'm right here…help…me…

Naruto turned back towards the mirror. He saw a faint shadow of the Kyuubi in the mirror. It had a pained look on its face. "Kyuubi!" Naruto reached a hand towards his demon.

Naruto, you must find that man. To get me back, you must find him and KILL HIM!!

"WHO? KYUUBI ANSWER ME!" Kyuubi gurgled something indistinguishable. Naruto banged on the mirror's frame, "Dammit, Kyuubi! KYUUBI!" And as quickly as the fox appeared, it vanished.

"SHIT!" Naruto collapsed on the floor. There were still a lot of things unanswered. He couldn't figure out for the life of him why this man had taken the demon away from him. Well, actually that was obvious: the man wanted power. But how he had done it was a mystery. The thoughts swirled around like oil in water: together in the same place, but not mixing together to form a conclusion. But somehow Naruto managed to pull a hypothesis out of the inky muddle in his head. 'Maybe I just transformed in my sleep. It's happened before.' But when he tried to mold chakra to change back, he couldn't.

Naruto gave a frustrated cry; he made all the proper hand signs and tried again. "What the hell!? What else is gonna go wrong!?" His face deepened into a scowl as he tied time and time again. "Dammit!" He picked up an innocently by standing vase and was about to chuck it at an offending wall when there was a knock at the door. The vase nearly slipped from his hands, but he caught it; it wouldn't have been a satisfying crash had it simply slipped from his fingers.

"Who could that be?" Naruto set the vase down and grabbed his robe, tying it tightly about him as an irritated knock sounded for the second time. 'Yes, yes, I'm coming...' He walked over to the door and reached for the knob, but stopped—suddenly gripped by nervousness. The third angry knock sounded and he winced. Gathering up his nerve, he cracked the door open slightly, placing his left hand on the frame, and hid the right half of his body and face behind the door "H-Hello?" Naruto asked in a timid voice, his eyes clamped shut. He was afraid that whoever was on the other side of the door might recognize him.

"I didn't know Naruto had company. Dobe could at least get the door..." Naruto's eyes flew open to meet dark emotionless ones. "Who are you? As far as I know, Naruto doesn't have any relatives." Naruto opened the door a little farther, revealing his whole face.

"Sasuke?" He frowned and put his right hand on his hipwhat are you doing here?"

"I'm…how'd you know my name? I've never met you before…unless I've just forgotten about you. Were we in the same class?" Naruto was hurt and thankful at the words at the same time. He didn't want Sasuke to know it was his number one rival and (though neither would admit it aloud) best friend standing at the door with long hair, breasts, and bodacious thighs. But damn, he'd forgotten how much of an asshole the guy could be as he tried not to scratch the guys face off. He didn't realize that he'd been frowning at Sasuke until Sasuke sighed huffily and turned to walk away with a 'whatever' to go search elsewhere.

Naruto stepped out from behind the door and into the hallway, "Ah, um...Sasuke!"

Sasuke turned back around. 'Interesting,' he thought, 'first girl to ever call me just by name.' He looked at her, his expression unchanging, but the look of annoyance was gone, or lessened anyway. Naruto straightened up and readjusted his bathrobe.

"Well?" He asked when the girl stood in silence for a moment too long.

"Well, I know you name cause..." His mind was running as fast as a rust machine could, until a gear slipped and everything squeaked and spluttered to a stop, but not without crapping out a poor excuse for the mystery girl knowing Sasuke's name. "Because...Because Naruto came by yesterday, and asked me to watch his place for him...and he uhh...he uh...he wanted me to uhh…he left a message for you, and he told me what you looked like and everything..." Naruto looked at the dirty carpet as the words left his mouth. A terrible lie that Sasuke probably wouldn't fall for—it'd take a miracle for him to believe what Naruto had said.

"Well…what is it?" Sasuke crossed his arms, but he wasn't quite annoyed. He congratulated the girl internally; it was rare for him to come across a girl that didn't completely piss him off.

Naruto just stared into his eyes, trying to think of something to say while the little workers inside his head tried to find that missing gear; the bugger was hidden well. He started inching back towards the door. He was plagued with an unusual uneasiness around Sasuke. 'Had he always looked that cold? Surely not...'

"He uhh wanted me to tell you that he uhh left the uh...the village to..."

"What?! Damn…"

"Huh?" Naruto looked up from the mysterious splotch on the carpet, only to, once again, get caught in those deep onyx eyes. The lids of his eyes lowered slightly, almost as if here were about to cry; his big pink lips parted in a 'pue' shape. His vulnerable, almost hurt, expression would make any man swoon. Sasuke started to shift on his feet. The way the girl was looking at him made him uncomfortable; girls only ever looked at him with lovesick smiles and yearning glances. "Why'd he leave?" He asked, breaking the not totally awkward silence.

"To uhh go through some intense training so he could get…stronger…"

Sasuke sighed, "That...usuratonkachi...!" He turned and was about to go running down the hall, but he felt a cool hand wrap around his wrist. "He also said not to go chasing after him!" Naruto added desperately, closing his eyes and directing his face downwards. It was too early for things to unravel.

"But he's…" Sasuke tried to pull his hand out of the grip, 'Damn, this girl is stronger than I thought.' Sasuke's expression softened, "...you—" Sasuke leaned in a bit closer and examined the girl's face. "Are you...related to Naruto?"

Naruto blushed, "Ah, uh...no..." 'I AM Naruto.'

A moment passed before Sasuke cleared his throat and Naruto let go of his wrist, "Uh, what's your name? And uhh why are you here?"

"I—" Naruto hadn't thought of that, but he really had to get rid of this shyness, it wasn't like him. He stuck out his hand.

"Na..oko, my name's Naoko. I'm, uh, watching Naruto-kun's home until he returns."

"Nice to meet you." Sasuke stuck out his hand. 'Naruto-kun? Well, if they were in a relationship, Naruto would've bragged about it by now…' As they shook hands, the bathrobe fell off of Naruto's shoulder to the point where some of Naruto's newly acquired cleavage was showing. Both of them blushed as Naruto struggled to pull his robe back up.

"Uh…uh, I have to go!" Naruto turned and slammed the door in Sasuke's face.

"Ah, umm...ok." Sasuke stepped outside and mussed his hair, not at all satisfied with how the conversation ended. "Hey, Naoko!" He called through the door.

Naruto peeked out, a cross between a pout and a scowl scrunched up his face. "What?"

"I want to talk to you some more."

"Why?" Naruto started to inch behind the door again and was preparing to close it, but Sasuke stopped it with one of his strong hands.

"Because there's something about you," he leaned closer, "that intrigues me."

Naruto let out an unintelligible gurgle. This was bad. If he hung around Sasuke too long he was sure that he'd be discovered.

"Meet me at the ramen shop tonight at 6:30. Don't be late, I won't wait for you."

Naruto's eye widened and his lips parted into that 'pue' shape again.

"What, ramen not to your taste? I won't pay for any more than that so—"

Naruto sprang out from behind the door and gripped Sasuke be the front of his shirt. Strange, he used to be able to reach Sasuke's collar without reaching up at an odd angle; must've gotten shorter. "Don't tempt me with ramen just to threaten to take it away, I'll bite your head off, bastard."

Sasuke almost smirked as he grabbed the thin wrists and pried the hands off his garment. "So don't be late, idiot."

Naruto tugged his hands free. Grabbing the side of the door and standing with his feet apart and a scowl on his face, "Bring your wallet, asshole!" And with that, Naruto slammed the door in the boy's face.

Sasuke turned on his heels and walked down the hall with his hands in his pockets. "What an odd girl." He mumbled. "Interesting."

Author's Note

The 'pue' lips are a reference to a season of project runway when they're referring to Allison's expression in the 'Carmen' shoot thing. For those who don't know what that is: it's where your lips are kinda pursed, but they're also slightly parted. Try saying "poo-eh" in the mirror. You might get an idea of what i mean that way.