Author's Note: Here is another one of my Niji O Tsukinuketa re-makes. YES, I was Niji. Not anymore, I've grown up since then , and am not the loser I was then :). Haha, well, if any of you are interested in reading the original, please inbox me and I will send it to you.

This idea was created in 2005, and I even made a doujinshi of it. However, none of you are going to see it. Awesome for me. :)

Please read and review! I'd love to hear what you have to say about this lovely little tail of mine. ;)

P.S. This story takes place randomly. I began writing it after reading the 10th manga, so the most recent of Naruto fans might be a little confused with some of the goings-on. (I did not and still do not know much about Jiraiya and Tsunade. Yeah, I'm pathetic.) The time and place this is set in is COMPLETELY FICTIONAL. So please, spare me the "-insertcharacter- is dead!" or "That's not how things work!" Thankyou!

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Chapter One

Drinking is Bad, Kids.

"Hey, Naruto! Naruto-sensei!"

Naruto pressed a pillow hard over his head to block out the annoying call. A bed sheet was tangled around his left leg, and the blanket around his right. He was sprawled half-over the bed in quite the uncomfortable position. Yet, he continued to try to get a few more minutes of precious sleep.

"Fuck's sake.... Naruto, wake up right now! Naruto!"

"Augh!" Naruto slipped of the bed as went to turn away from the window. He threw the pillow across the room and glanced at his nude calendar; today, there were no classes for Chunin. So what the hell was that brat bothering him for?

He got to his feet and then looked off his balcony. There was Konohamaru, arms crossed and foot tapping impatiently.

"Well, there you are. Good morning, sunshine," Konohamaru grinned, and took a step forward. Doing so, he nearly walked into a passing cyclist. "Err, fuck. I was waiting all morning; I'm skipping class right now! I need to talk to you, bad."

Konohamaru, now fourteen, was still going to classes for Genin ninjas. He was so clumsy and dimwitted that he hadn't been accepted as a Chunin, which was terrible, considering he was also the 3rd Hokage's grandson.

On the other hand, there was Naruto, eighteen and fully developed. With light abs and standing over six feet, Naruto would have been the talk of the town if not for his immature language and humour: not to mention, he still wasn't exactly the sharpest pencil in the case. The young man was attending occasional classes as well as the others his age for becoming a Jounin and was beginning to tutor Konohamaru on the side.

"Well, what do you have to say?" Naruto rubbed his eyes and tried to block out the sun. His head felt like a pounding drum. "Make it fast, you little weiner..."

"Sakura-chan wants to see you, or something," Konohamaru yelled, pointing at his black eye. "She was tossing rocks at my window all morning. When I opened the window to answer, she kept tossing them and one hit my fucking eye! It's pitch black! I mean, can you believe it? It's absolutely retarded and--"

"Sakura wants to see me?!" Naruto went to the edge of his balcony and leaned on the unstable wooden gate. "Why didn't you tell me sooner? What fuckin' time is it... it's past noon! Ooouugh, you're dead!"

Since Konohamaru's grandfather died, he left the boy with a lot of cash in his will. Using that cash, Konohamaru went and bought himself his own house; which happened to be right next door to Sakura's. Sakura and Naruto were now close friends, so they both used Konohamaru as a messenger to each other for temporary communication.

Of course, Naruto was still head over heels for Sakura. It would assume that Sakura was infatuated with Sasuke, but who knows.

"I would have came sooner, but I needed to go to my first and second class this morning, sheesh," Konohamaru gave a glare up to the balcony when he noticed Naruto was no longer there. Instead, Naruto was already dressed with a piece of bread in his mouth, locking his front door in a scatterbrained hurry. "Oh, Lord, I know what this is all about. Ever since you guys became friends, I thought you'd realize nothing's ever going to happen between you guys and move on. Isn't being friends enough?"

"Unlike you, I don't just move on from girl to girl easily," Naruto snorted as he stuffed the bread into his mouth. "Do youph fink Phakura'f fill phome?"

"Do you honestly think I can understand you right now? Eat your bread." He sighed and tapped his foot intolerantly.

"Uhh," Naruto swallowed the bread in a single, large gulp. "Do you think Sakura's still home?"

"Who do you think I am, a mind reader? Go check for yourself. I have to go back to school," Konohamaru turned away, and fixed the rucksack on his back. "I'll talk to you later. Don't forget to fill me in on the steamy details, ha!" He laughed as he slowly set pace towards the training center.

Naruto crinkled his nose, and then stealthily tripped the boy on his face before he took off the opposite way to Sakura's.

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He got to Sakura's house in less than a minute, and before he knocked, he began to primp himself to look his best for his crush. That was before he was interrupted by a rather dull and tedious greeting.

"Yeah, she's home." It was Nara Shikamaru, leaning against Ino's door a few houses down. He had his arms folded with quite the smirk. "Trying to look your best, hmm? Hoping the peacock effect will work with her today?"

"Why don't you just stuff your mouth with Ino's tongue, so I don't have to listen to you," Naruto stated simply, trying to remain his cool. The comment didn't seem to have an effect on Shikamaru as he laughed it off. It was true; Shikamaru had been caught smooching with Ino several times, though he didn't think much of it. They were just friends with benefits.

"At least I can get some tongue from a girl who's not drunk out of her face."

"Ugh, just shut up," His face went crimson as he looked away, and then knocked on Sakura's door. The only time Naruto had gotten any sort of action in his life was she was drunk – but then again, so was he. Exactly three months ago to this day...

"Naruto, oh finally!" Sakura tore open the door and pulled him in. Naruto's cobalt eyes steadied on the pink-haired beauty before him, who was still in her pajamas of boyfriend-boxers and a camisole. "I should have just come over to talk to you myself, earlier."

"It probably would have been a waste if you did, it takes a lot of annoyance and persistence to wake me, and you aren't annoying..." His cheeks flushed slightly as he trailed off.

Sakura bit her lip, and then set off up the stairs. "My mom is home today, we need to talk upstairs, it's kind of...private."

"Naruto-kun?" It was Sakura's mother from the other room. "Oh, Naruto, how are you, dear?"

"Good, Ms Haruno," Naruto called towards the room she was in. "How are you?"

"I'm doing great, thank you! I have a great dinner plan for tonight, I was going to ask you if you wanted to join us?"

"Uh, mom, he's going to have to think about it," Sakura replied, before he could even open his mouth. "We're kind of busy, you guys can chat after." And with that, she dragged him up the thin staircase, and then slammed the door to her room.

"What's this all about..?" Naruto stuttered, his face burning as Sakura led him to her cherry-coloured bed. "K-Konohamaru said you had, uh, something urgent to tell me?"

"Yeah, about that, umm," Sakura twirled a piece of her long, pink hair between her fingers, and then swept her new side-bangs from her face. Her hazel eyes glanced at him, warily. She reached for his hand, and he took it with excitement. "I'm not sure how to put this, you're the first person I'm telling..."

"Yeah, yeah?" His heart was pounding a mile a minute, he was sure she could hear it. With glimmering hopes he prayed she was confessing her feelings. Instead:

"N-Naruto, I'm pregnant."

He froze, and then became slightly induced with hysteria. "Oh, ha-ha, hah... Very funny, now what did you really need to tell me?

"I'm not joking, I'm pregnant, Naruto!" She stared straight into his oceanic eyes, free of all mockery. He couldn't sense any wit in her tone, but then again, he couldn't ever anyways.

The young man's fists clenched as he bit down hard on his lip. He closed his eyes for a moment to become calm, but calm wasn't something he couldn't achieve. "Oh, my... God."

"I know, I know, I feel the same way," She sat hugging her knees, tears in her eyes. "I haven't gotten, you know, in a few months. I think it's from that night..."

"I'm going to fucking kill him; I'm going to fucking kill him!" Naruto stood and growled through gritted teeth. "That Sasuke is a fucking dead man, God, I knew it! I knew something happened that night you guys went on that mission... Well, fuck me. Not that I matter, I mean, not like I like you or anything..."

"Sasuke? What are you talking about?!" Sakura got to her feet and pushed him back down onto her bed. "I've never had... relations... with Sasuke! Are you insane? Like he'd get with me, anyways... Uhh." She trailed off, and then narrowed her hazel eyes towards his increasingly bemused facade. "You don't remember, do you?"

He ran his hand through his medium-length blonde hair with stress. "Remember what, Sakura?"

"Oh, God, you don't!" She covered her face with her hands, and then peeked out between them. "When my mom went out of town, a couple months ago? We had that party?" Naruto gave no response. "Everyone passed out in the living room... We had so much sake, the house reeked."

"I sort of do, the one where Tenten and Rock Lee went..." He got his answer by Sakura's head bobbing a positive response. "Oh, fuck, I have no idea what went on after that."

"You're the father, Naruto."

"Wh..wh." He couldn't speak, and he felt his heart stop. Naruto gripped at his chest and stared at her hardwood flooring. "It can't... No...What?! Me?!"

"I barely remember it myself, but yeah, you're the only one, uhh," Cheeks flushed, she placed her hands on her belly. It was flat, but it would only be a matter of time. "Trust me, Naruto, please?"

"I, uh, gotta go," Cobalt eyes glazed over, he glanced at her and then headed out the door. He heard her call his name, but he just kept walking, straight out the door. Naruto was at a loss for words and his heart's palpitations were starting to hurt. Thoughts raced through his mind at an intense speed; he was going to be a father? What was he going to do? What would everyone think? He lost his virginity to the only girl he ever loved, and he didn't even remember it?!