Authors words: I was really bored so I randomly thought this up at night while lying in my bed. Though I would write this in the morning. This is my first Fanfic so let me how it goes. I always liked Fem Itachi stuff so it was interesting to write this oneshot fluff piece. Hope you all enjoy it and give me a review if there is anything that I can do better.
Naruto Namikaze woke up with a pounding headache and an unfamiliar weight on his chest. He craned his head down, trying to not shift his lower body, to see Itachi lying down in his chest. "Oh god, I am so fucked", murmured Naruto as he let his head drop back down onto the pillow to stare at the ceiling of his apartment. Although Fugaku never seemed to show any fatherly emotion around his eldest daughter, Naruto knew that he was overly protective of the Uchiha princess. If Fugaku was to hear how he had slept with his precious daughter, he would do anything to kill Naruto, probably painfully with a rusty spoon. With a tense breath, Naruto moved his hand down below the sheet to find that Itachi still had her undergarments on. Naruto let out a sigh, he was still dead but maybe Fugaku might make it painless.
Naruto stared at the ceiling doing his best to not wake up the sleeping ravenette. His hand absentmindedly moved up to stroke Itachi's raven head. How the hell did he get here with Itachi in his bed and his arms. The events of last night filtered into his alcohol addled mind.
Naruto navigated the crowd of shinobi celebrating Itachi's induction into Anbu. Even Itachi, never one for large gatherings or parties, was here dragged in by the combined force of Anko and Kurenai. The two were insistent that Itachi not miss a party thrown in her honor. It was midnight but the bar was filled with shinobis looking for an excuse to drink, party, and unwind from their stressful lives. Scanning the crowd Naruto found what he was looking for, Itachi head laid down at the end of the bar with a knocked over sake bottle. Naruto pushed past the crowd watching Anko knock back shot glass after shot glass and sat down in the stool next to Itachi. "Ita-chan, why don't I get you home? You smell like sake." he asked, slurring his words a bit at the end. "I can't go home. Father would kill me. Why the hell did I let Anko and Kurenai convince me into this." came the reply. Naruto shakingly got to his feet, draping Itachi's arm over his shoulders as shuffled to the exit. "Come on you could crash at my place and then go back to the compound in the morning" Naruto murmured to the half asleep Kunochi.
Naruto groaned as it came back to him, burying his face in his hands. How drunk was he to think it was a good idea to bring an equally drunk Itachi back at his place? He should have asked Kurenai or at least Anko to take her to their place.
Supporting Itachi on his side, Naruto reached into his pocket for the key to the apartment. Ever since he had become a Jounin he had moved out for some independence. He fumbled with the key, in his drunken haze he couldn't seem to figure out how to get the key to fit in the key hole. A minute later and the door opened with a click as he and Itachi shuffled into the dark room. Navigating through memory and moonlight, Naruto led her to the bedroom as he unceremoniously dumped her on the bed. "I'll go sleep on the couch" he said, lurching towards the door to the living room only to be stopped by the feeling of Itachi's arms around his chest. He craned his neck around to see Itachi's red eyes with 3 tomoes glowing in the dark. He could smell the alcohol in her breath as she whispered, "you can't get rid of me that easily Naruto". As Naruto tried to process her words with his muddled mind, Itachi pulled him down, only the bed rotating so that she was on top. Naruto looked up to see Itachi's fair face hidden in the shadow of the hair that hangs down from her head. Before he could say something, to tell her that she is drunk and that it is a bad idea, she swoops down to capture his lips with her's. Naruto's brain rebooted, unable to process the events. Itachi pulled away, a frown marring her face. "I'm sorry, it was heat of the moment". She murmured, afraid that her drunken actions would destroy their relationship as friends. Logic took a backseat to lust as Naruto reached up to the back of Itachi's head, mashing his lips against her. As their tongue intertwined his hands reached down to remove the clothing that prevented him from touching her smooth silky skin.
From the clothing strewn around the two it was obvious what had happened and even someone as dense as Naruto could conclude that the two had spent the night exploring each other's mouth and body.
Itachi blushed as she felt Naruto run his hand through her hair, glad that Naruto's position would prevent him from seeing the blush that was creeping on her cheeks. She had been awake for the past hour, too afraid of waking Naruto up to move. Too afraid that when he did wake, she would hear him tell her that it was all a mistake, a drunken accident that best be forgotten. Afraid of being rejected by the boy that she had grown to love. She remembered when they had first met at the academy and how their rivalry had started.
It was the first day of the newest class at Konoha Ninja Academy. Itachi walked in, head held high as she wore the Uchiha crest and sat in the back of the class. As the start of class approached, the room started to fill as students walked into the class excited about the start of their Shinobi career. A child with unruly blond hair and bright blue eyes broke away from the crowd of students to walk up the steps sitting right next to Itachi. "My name is Naruto Namikaze and I'm going to be the next Hokage! Dattebayo!" The cheerful boy shouted expecting Itachi to turn around and introduce herself. "Why does he have to shout so early in the morning? What a baka." Thought Itachi. She was lauded as a genius, even among the Uchiha, so it was almost insulting that she had to go through class with idiots. She had missed the end of the war by a year and peacetime regulations meant that she had to go through a year of class before she could take the genin exams. Naruto, not deterred by her lack of attention, sat down next to her as he continued to chatter about his aspiration of becoming Hokage.
Itachi smiled as she remembered how Naruto had almost beaten her at taijutsu forcing her to recognize him as a worthy rival. Not that she would ever tell him that. That rivalry soon grew when they both passed the genin exams during their first year and got assigned to the same genin team. They had gone on to pass their first chunin exam and Itachi was forced to recognize that Naruto was strong and not the baka that she originally thought. Since then everything seemed to change as she instinctively avoided him, too afraid that if she was to be with him too long, her mask would crack. She was an Uchiha and Uchiha did not blush like a fangirl, god forbid if she ever turned into one. But there was no mistaking it, the way even a light touch seemed to linger on her skin, the way hearing him say "Ita-chan" made her heart quicken, and the way his eyes seemed to look at her soul. Yes, there was no mistaking it, she was in love.
"Now or never." Naruto thought as he gently reached down to shake Itachi awake. "Ita-chan, wake up and please don't kill me". Itachi slowly levered herself upward, doing her best to seem as if she had just woken. "Augh, my head hurts like hell" she murmured, bringing up a hand to massage her temple. From the corner of her eye, she noticed Naruto tear his eyes from her naked upper body. Naruto looked up at Itachi's face, praying to god that she did not catch him looking at her tits. Blushing a bit, he cleared his throat and addressed her, "I'll go make something to help you get over your hangover". "It's fine I'll sleep it off" murmured Itachi. "Ita-chan" sighed Naruto, he hated to be the one to address the elephant in the room, but he didn't want to be the one to ruin their friendship. "I'm sorry about last night, I was drunk, and you were-". A finger on his lips prematurely ended his sentence and then the feeling of Itachi's lips against his meant that he could not continue. They disengaged, a trail of saliva connecting his mouth to her's. "Shut up baka and let me sleep this off" murmured Itachi as she buried her face into the crook of his neck. After a quick second, Naruto assented, wrapping Itachi's waist in his arms as he drifted off to dreamland, breathing in the scent of pocky and strawberries. God, Fugaku was going to kill him but at the moment it was completely worth it.