Hi Everyone! The Pinkboy Naberrie here! This story is a work in progress that I abandoned a long time ago, but always regretted not finishing. This is a story that's very close to my heart, so I've rewritten the first two chapters and plan to finish writing the next ten or so chapters by the end of this year. For those of you that remember this story, there were originally four chapters that I wrote, but I'm only keeping the first two and taking the story in an entirely new direction than I would have when I started writing this a few years ago. I hope everyone enjoys this. I will be updating frequently so as always, reviews, follows, and favs are appreciated. Also, I don't own anything Naruto related and I make no money writing this. I'm writing this story for my enjoyment and for the enjoyment of SasuNaru readers everywhere. Naberrie.


Chapter One

A Fresh Start

"What a mean old bitch," Naruto Uzumaki thought to himself indignantly. The gothic teen was glaring savagely across the sales counter at an extremely old and bigoted supermarket cashier, just barely fighting down the urge to hurl himself at her and beat her decrepit brains out.

Intolerant old cows like this one were precisely the reason why Naruto had protested so much when his father Minato insisted they "stop to pick up a couple things" before they crossed the border into Florida. But of all the places they could've stopped to shop, why did it have to be Baton Rouge Louisiana of all places? It wasn't even on their way. Now they would be forced to backtrack.

And to top it all off, the moment the father and son entered the shop, Minato had disappeared into the books and literature section and hadn't been seen since. Naruto always hated it when his father got like this. Whenever the man made up his mind, he didn't give a single thought to what anyone else might have to say, and that included Naruto.

Now thanks to his dad's downright stubbornness, he was stuck having to endure a very crude and offensive lecture by a miserable old hag of a cashier that he didn't even know. She'd been going on for the last two-and-a-half minutes about how "wicked, sinful, and irredeemable" his generation was and how they were very likely to "fuel the flames of hell for all eternity."

Naruto was seriously considering just popping the woman in the mouth, but he'd already been suspended from school this year for fighting, and he knew his dad would never forgive him if he just went and attacked some "defenseless" old woman, no matter how blinkered she might be.

"I can just tell by that defiant look in your eyes that you don't want to hear a word I'm saying do you?" the narrow-minded old crone went on as she rang one of Naruto's items across the sales counter. "But that would be just like your generation would it. Teenagers these days are soiled to the core. Back in my day, kids worked hard for a living and respected their elders.

"Now, all you little boys and girls do for a living is whore around and sponge off of your parents. My granddaughters, Sakura and Ino are the exact same way. They have a different boy in their room every night and the only time they ever call me on the phone is when they need money."

Naruto wasn't really sure how much more of this wrinkled old prune's dogmatic rambling that he could listen to. He nearly slapped her on impulse when she threw one of his Guns N' Roses cassettes into a shopping bag, shattering its plastic cover.

"I know it's the summer of 1995 now and times change, but I just wish those two little harlots would take some of my advice. As their grandmother, I only want what's best for them. They won't live an easy life if all they do is whore around with boys and have babies," the narrow-minded old witch said nastily, tossing another one of Naruto's cassettes into a shopping bag with a crack.

The old vermin was silent for a moment as she rang up a vampire-bat necklace that Naruto had picked out because he thought it would look badass if he wore it while he was in Destin Florida. Vampire legends were very prominent in popular culture around the area he'd be staying. The pathetic excuse for a cashier glared at the pendant disapprovingly before tossing it into the bag. But to Naruto's great surprise, she didn't say anything about it to him. Not even a word.

"Your total today young man will be $249.99," the pigheaded crone told him. It'd been the first non-offensive thing she had said since Naruto came to her register.

The teen glowered at her skeptically for a moment as he reached into his pocket to pull out his wallet. This would be the last of the spending money that his grandmother Tsunade had sent him for his sixteenth birthday. Tsunade Namikaze was a compulsive drinker and gambler, so the amount of money she sent Naruto for his birthdays every year always surprised him.

Naruto half-expected the cashier to rip up the money when he handed it to her, but again, to his great surprise the old woman merely smiled sweetly and put the bills into the cash register. She didn't have anything else to say when she gave him his change either.

The teen almost thought the woman had simply given up trying to lecture him, but then, just before handing him his printed receipt, she said "That hair of yours boy, is that naturally black, or did you dye it that color to signify to older men that you're some type of homosexual?"

Naruto felt his ears get hot and he balled up his fists. He had finally had enough of her abuse. "That does it! I don't care if you are an old lady! I'm gonna bash your fucking head in you old-

But just as Naruto was about to jump the sales counter, he felt a familiar calloused hand latch itself over his open mouth and a strong arm wrap itself around his waste from behind, keeping him from moving or saying anything else.

"Wut-the hall are yuu doing-Dad?" Naruto tried to make out from behind the firm hand. "I wus-in the middule of-beeting this hag's ass!"

Naruto's handsome father, Minato Namikaze stood behind him, giving the cashier at the sales counter one of his winning smiles as the teen struggled and squirmed within his grasp.

"My-What I handsome man you are-" the pathetic excuse for a cashier at the sales counter said surprised. "I wish all the men around here looked like that. Are you new to Baton Rouge or are you just passing through?"

Naruto kicked at the bottom of the counter furiously, trying his best to get out of his father's reach so he could pummel the woman, but the older man was too strong for him.

"-Hah-So muuch fur not-being a harluut-huh-you old fuucking hypocr-"

But Minato pushed his hand down harder, completely stopping his son from speaking.

"We're just passing through I'm afraid ma'am. We're on our way to Destin Florida to visit my mother Tsunade. We just had to pick up a few things for the road. I appreciate you taking care of my son. I hope he wasn't giving you too much trouble. His temper can really get out of hand sometimes," Minato said with a smile.

Naruto squirmed like crazy, swearing up a storm behind his father's hand and trying to get free, but Minato pinched his son's stomach to shut him up.

"No of course not sir. He's such a polite and pleasant young man. He listened so kindly as I told him about my wonderful granddaughters. They're about his age now," the prejudiced old cunt lied condescendingly.

"Whuuuuut! Yuuu said yuuu hatet them yuu lying old cunt!" Naruto screeched from behind his father's hand. But Minato ignored this.

"Really. That's good to hear. But I'm afraid we must be going now. Have a nice remainder of your morning ma'am," Minato said pleasantly.

"You as well," said the cashier with an evil grin. "Enjoy all that Destin Florida has to offer!"

"Hah! Enjuy-eeting my sexy ass yuuu old fuuker!" Naruto yelled into his father's hand as the man dragged him out of the shop. "If-I evur see yur oogly face again I'll-bash yuuur fooking head in!"


"Seems I can't leave you alone for more than a minute without you causing trouble can I my little gothic rainbow?" Minato asked his son pleasantly, releasing the squirming teen from his grasp once they were outside and out of earshot.

Naruto swore loudly and said "That's complete bullshit Dad! That old bitch pissed me the hell off and you know it!"

Minato ignored this as they stepped into the man's brand new black SUV that he had purchased before they left home. Minato put his keys into the ignition and turned his head to the back of the car where his infant son: Naruto's younger brother Menma was confined to his car seat.

Naruto gagged immaturely as his father grinned at baby Menma and said in a very buffoonish voice, "Hey there my wittle baby Menma! Did you miss daddy and brother Naruto! You're such a wittle cutie aren't you! Yes you are! Yes you are my Menma!"

Naruto rolled his eyes and put one of his new rock n' roll tapes into his cassette player as the car drove off. Luckily, the old crone of a cashier had only cracked the cases and not the actual cassettes.

"Dad-Remind me again why it is we're moving," Naruto complained grumpily once they were back on the freeway. "It's not that I'm not looking forward to seeing granny Tsunade again, but if Mom was still alive we-"

Minato cut him off with a sigh and said, "I'm sorry Naruto. I know you would've liked to stay living at our old house in Michigan where you grew up, but I think we could all use a fresh start. Don't forget-This is hard on me as well. That house-meant everything to Kushina."

"But Dad-"

Minato rose a hand to silence him. There was silence for a minute before the man smiled and said, "And you never know, you might even meet a cute boyfriend in Destin and want to stay there for a while," he teased.

Naruto scoffed at his father and put on his headset. He was sure his father was still grinning to himself but the teen shut his eyes and ignored this. If they were going to be driving for another few hours, then he figured he might as well get some sleep.