Naruto lifted his head up into the air and howled into the night in sheer terror. He literally saw his queer yet adventurous life flash before his eyes. He covered his eyes with his sexy hands; if he knew he was about to die, he at least didn't want to see it happen. He said a little prayer to God, hoping that He could forgive him for all the bad stuff that he has done in his lifetime, like setting Tsunade's garden on fire or shitting on Neji's face, even though that long haired dush deserved it.
He waited for over ten seconds, wondering why he wasn't dead yet. He slowly took his hands off his eyes and noticed that the car had stopped. The headlights were shining brightly in his face, so he couldn't really see who it was; for all he knew it could've been Devon who wanted to personally kill Naruto with a knife, or something.
"Naruto, for fuck's sake, why the fuck are you standing in the road like a fucking dush that you are?" said a voice; it sounded awfully familiar. It was his man, Sasuke!
"S-Sasuke?" whimpered Naruto. "Is that you?"
"The one and only, skank. Sai told me where you were, so I decided that I would come and pick you up and take you home."
That thought made Naruto's asshole wet. Maybe... just... maybe...
"Wait," said Naruto, interrupting his thoughts. "You and Sakura were going out to the Olive Garden, right?"
"We were, but that pink haired foople is on her period, she has serious menstrual cramps, so she wanted to stay at home and eat ice cream and watch Jersey Shore. I seriously have no idea why she finds that fucking piece of shit show appealing."
"Can we just go home, please?" begged Naruto.
"Alright, dush, hop in my car." They both got into Sasuke's brand new Aston Martin; only God knows where he got the money to buy one, considering the fact that Sasuke didn't even have a job, as far as Naruto knew. It turned Naruto on in so many levels that Sasuke had a sexy-ass car. He would totally nail Sasuke's tight puckered ass on the hood of it, if he could. Naruto felt his dick grow 56 feet into the air, hanging out the window of Sasuke's car. Sasuke failed to notice it, for he was watching the road carefully, he didn't want a single scratch on his beautiful car.
Several bugs hit Naruto's dick, making Naruto giggle slightly because their wings tickled the head of his dick.
In about ten minutes, Naruto was back at home, and he thought over the adventures he had today. He pulled out his stash of Blueberry Yum Yum, smoke a few blunts and went to bed. As he laid on his bed, he pulled out his Blackberry and tweeted, "Life is good."
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AN: I know it's fucking short. It's just another quick update, since you guys were practically begging for it. I don't own Naruto.