A/N Whats up Im back with another fic which hopefully is funny.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Naruto. Masashi Kishimoto does. I am using his intelectual property and making my own story out of it.
In a hotel in Fire Country
KNOCKKNOCKKNOCK
"I'm coming, I'm coming! Hold on Jiraiya!" Naruto yelled across the room.
Naruto opened the door ready to mock Jiraiya for being turned down so fast , but stopped short when he saw who was at the door.
He didn't know who it was, but he looked like an older Sasuke and was defiently not Jiraiya.
"W-Who are you?" Naruto asked
"I am... THE SOLO KING ITACHI UCHIHA!"
Itachi looked down after yelling his awesome introduction and noticed something... his target had just run away.
Itachi sat there and pondered this for about 20 minutes. He got up to see if he could find the kid, which shouldn't be hard considering, y'know the bright yellow hair and orange jacket? Right as he was doing this though, he noticed something. In front of him was a very pissed off Jiraiya, already in Sage Mode ready to beat the ever living fuck out of him. He might just beat the Uchiha out of him.
While Itachi was facing an imminent ass kicking of the highest degree, Naruto and Sasuke were the life of the party. By that I mean that Naruto was egging Sasuke on who had decided to cosplay Mariah Carey and sing her accursed Christmas song. Sasuke was completely plastered, while Naruto who had a giant furry in his tum-tum was just fine.
"Hmm, I wonder what happened to that older Sasuke dude?" Naruto pondered, before figuring that it probably wasn't important and continued egging Sasuke on.
Back with Toad boy and Solo King
Itachi hurt. Itachi had boo-boos everywhere. Kisame had left when he spent twenty minutes pondering how Naruto escaped and now Itachi was contemplating what the fuck he should do.
'Ugh my head. I could use my Mangekyo Sharingan but I already can hardly see shit without it on. Amaterasu would damage my eyes and so would Tsukuyomi. Plus I don t want to break Jiraiya's mind. How else will I read Icha Icha? Fuck the idea of using Susano'o that shit hurts like hell.' Itachi reckoned he was fucked and decided to accept it.
"Holy fucking shit that was awesome!" Naruto yelled as he reminisced about his night.
He pulled some hoes, watched Sasuke dress up like Mariah Carey and sing the song that shall not be named, and watched as a black man rode a stripper pole to hell and gave Satan a lap dance before killing him. Pretty good day.
"Damn I'm tired. I'll keep working on Rasengan tomorrow." Naruto yawned.
"WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK!" he then yellew after seeing the remains of his hotel. There was blood everywhere, some intestines hanging on a strangely intact ceiling fan, and a passed out Jiraiya surrounded by a ripped and torn Akatsuki cloak, a scratched out Konoha head band, and two old toads having a nap.
He decided not to ask.
thanks for reading you amazing peoples. imma sleep now bye