FOR THE READER'S INFORMATION

These next few chapters will feature some, not so politically correct language, nothing racist no worries. So if you don't like language similar to that found in the first half of Full Metal Jacket, you may skip these or not continue if you wish, I completely understand. If you wish to stay, let's push on.

Date: June 10th, 2011.

Time: 0450

Location: MCRD Parris Island, South Carolina.

POV: Naruto Uzumaki, USMC Recruit.

I lay in my bunk, wide awake. How long have I been up now? What time is it? A few questions I ask myself over and over again. I look to my right, everyone seems to be sleeping soundly. Then I hear a noise to my left a few bunks down, like a quiet slapping. I look over and see something moving. Great, somebody is jerking off, just what I needed, at least I know I won't be getting any more sleep, and conflicted, do I tell him to knock it off and risk waking everyone else up and pissing… him… off, or do I just continue to want to vomit. That's when the guy gives a loud moan, followed by heavy breathing. Oh that's fucking great, fucker's making so much noise he'll wake up the whole fucking depot. That was when the Drill Sergeant barged in, screaming for everyone to hit the deck and get up, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw someone fall from the bunk, but they shook it off. Well, at least I know what time it is. I think to myself as he walked over to a cluster of four or five bunks. Sasuke, who I was surprised, ended up being my bunkmate, and I just missed the search area.

"WHO THE FUCK WAS PUNCHING THEIR PECKER." He yells, looking at the 10 or so recruits who look blankly at him. "OH, SO I'M JUST SHITTNG MYSELF? WAS IT YOU?" He looks to the man just to Sasuke's left.

"No SiR." His response is choppy, as if his throat is dry, or he is about to piss himself.

"THEN WHO THE FUCK WAS IT?"

"It was Jenkins sir." The guy who was on the top bunk of the jerk off speaks up.

"Is that so? Cause to me, it looks like you are trying to pin the blame of beating off at boot camp on some poor moron." He looks over and sees Jenkins looking down. "WHAT YOU LOOKING DOWN FOR PRIVATE?" Nothing. "So it was you. TELL ME PRIVATE, DID YOU THINK YOU WOULD GET A METAL FOR MASTERBATION? BECAUSE YOU HAVE TO BE EITHER THE DUMBEST, OR THE BRAVEST FUCKER ALIVE TO PULL THAT SHIT."

"No sir."

"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT? I COULDN'T HERE YOU BECAUSE OF HOW MUCH OF A PUSSY YOU ARE."

"No sir." He yells back, now looking up to the Drill Sergeant.

"YOU MUST BE THE GAYEST QUEER ALIVE, AIRNT YOU?"

"No sir."

"THAT'S A LOAD OF BULLSHIT, I DON'T SEE ANY LADIES WITH HUGE KNOCKERS, DO YOU PRIVAT?"

"No sir."

"THEN WHAT THE FUCK IS IT?"

"I don't know sir."

"BULLSHIT. NOW GET ON YOUR FACE AND GIVE ME 50." Jenkins gets down and starts the push ups. The Drill Sergeant walks down the line. "From here on out, he will be known as Private Baiter Jerkins. Do I make myself clear?"

"YES SIR." We all, except for Private… Baiter… shout in unisense. Before he walks down to where the guy fell out of the bed.

"Private Nara, how the FUCK was Baiter in line before you?" Oh shit, I couldn't tell it was him, did fit his build though, so I should have guest.

"Fell from my bunk sir."

"I Respect your honesty, Private, but from now on you will be known as Private Autumn. Do you know why?"

"Cause I fell sir."

"Exactly, you must be one smart son of a bitch you know that."

"Thank you sir."

"Now how about you get out of your bunk properly this time?"

"Yes sir." Shikamaru climbs back into his bunk and lays back down, before rushing back out of it.

"Good job Private Autumn." He rips just about everyone who has the slightest of things wrong, a new asshole before they could blink. Then it was on to the normal activities, if you could call it that. Breakfast, we have about an hour to have our meals. Everyone is too tired to make conversation. Then marching in formation. "Holy Jesus Christ alive, I have never seen someone so out of step." He yells at Choji Akimichi, we went to school together, he's a good guy, but extremely overweight. "Move your oak trees you call legs faster." Choji is about to pick up his pace to match the rest of ours. "Finally, good God." He gets to the front and starts a cadence, She wore a Yellow Ribbon, a favorite of mine. After that, the obstacle course. And once again, Choji struggled, and I was running next to him. "GO FATTY, FUCKING MOVE IT, PRIVATE UZUMAKI IS SMOKING YOUR ASS. OVER THE FUCKING LOG YOU LAND WHALE, NOT THROUGH IT." Even as I make good ground, I can still hear what he is screaming loud and clear. "HURRY PRIVATE LARD, PRIVATE AUTUMN IS GAINING ON YOU." As I get over the net climb, I look over to see Shikamaru basically right behind him as he finishes the second object.

"Hurry up Choji." I hear Sasuke, who now stands behind Shikamaru.

"THAT'S NOT YOU JOB PRIVATE, I WOULD HAVE YOU GIVE ME 20, BUT WATCHING FATSO HERE IS PUNISHMENT ENOUGH."

"I apologize sir."

"That's what I thought." A few of the recruites, myself included, stand at the end, looking at the pile up.

"Honestly, we all could probably finish the course again before he gets halfway." One of the others says, and I can't help but agree with him. Eventually, everyone finishes and we head back to the shooting range where about 5 or so pigs are in cages.

"Listen up, this will be the closest thing you see to your mothers until graduation day. Your goal is to wound these pigs, and patch them up. If you fail, I know what will be on the menu at the mess hall." We were put into groups of four, Sasuke, Shikamaru, Neji, and I got the luck of the draw and was paired together. We would go third, the first four botched it up completely, shooting the damn thing in the head. "JESUS FUCKING CHRIST, I AM STARTING TO BELIEVE THAT YOU SHOULD NOT BE IN MY BELOVED CORPS. HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO YOUR OWN MOTHER?" The Drill Instructor shouts at them as they walk to the back of the line, ashamed of failing the easy part of the training. The team in front of us failed to patch the thing up and it bled to death, next was us. "Okay you four let's see if you can actually make an attempt to not kill the damn pig." Sasuke grabs the M14 we are using and hits our pig, who Neji has dubbed Bacon, right in the stomach, and we rush out to give aid. That's when the fucking thing stands up, and Neji tackles it back down.

"Neji hold him. Sasuke give me tweezers so I can get the bullet out, if and when I find it." Shikamaru give instructions on what he needs the others to do. "FUCK. Naruto, see if you can find the bullet." He pulls his right hand index finger out of the pig and takes the trauma kit from Sasuke.

"If you find it, let me know." Sasuke says as I reach in, holding up the tweezers.

"I think I… yup found it, hand them over." He hands me the tool and I pull out a mushroom shaped chunk of leed.

"Good, put this in the wound to stop the bleeding." Shikamaru hands us some quikclot and we stuff it into the bullet hole. "Good, here is a roll of bandage, should be self sticking. I'm gonna give him about 3C's of morphine to help with pain, it should also calm him down."

"You hear that Bacon, you're gonna be okay." Neji pets him as Shikamaru pokes him with a small amount of morphine.

"Naruto, lift him up so I can get this around him."

"On it, Shikamaru, might need your help here." Shikamaru and I lift Bacon up just enough for Sasuke to wrap the bandage around him.

"Okay, I think we're done." The Drill Sergeant and a medic come over to check. The medic neels down next to us and puts one of those, heart beat hearing things, up to Bacon and nods.

"Nicely done, he is still alive." The medic says as he gives us a small smile.

"Thank you sir." Shikamaru says as he wipes some sweat away from his eyes, unknowingly wiping Bacon's blood on his face, and we fall back in line.

"You got some blood on your face my guy." Neji taps his shoulder.

"Alright, privates, go get some chow." Drill Sergeant says as we finish up and now lunch can begin. We all sit together, and talk about the day so far.

"Man, I'm surprised the Drill Sergeant didn't rip you a new one." Shikamaru says between bits of food.

"I knew I should've kept quiet, but I didn't want to wait longer than I was going to."

"Yeah, thankfully I wasn't stuck behind him unlike the rest of you." I joke as we finish up eating and training resumes. A nice run to burn the calories we just had. Again, Choji gets ripped a new one for being slow.

"RUN PRIVATE AUTUMN, PRIVATE JERKINS IS RIGHT BEHIND YOU. AND HE THINKS YOUR ASS LOOKS MIGHTY FINE RIGHT NOW." I faintly hear him say to Shikamaru before he screams at the top of his lungs and starts to catch up to where Sasuke, myself, and a few others are, and bolts right past us. More physical training and range time, and next thing we know it's about 2000, AKA our one hour of RnR and we all do our own thing. Shikamaru reads a book, Sasuke and Neji see if they get some extra range time… to no avail. So that leaves me to write a letter back home to Hinata Huga, Neji's cousin and my beloved girlfriend. I wonder if I should tell her about my first interaction with the Drill Sergeant? I start to write my thoughts down.

Flashback

"WHAT THE HELL IS THAT CROSS AROUND YOUR NECK FOR PRIVATE?" The Drill Sergeant looks me dead in the eyes as he screams at the top of his lungs.

"I used to be Catholic sir."

"WHY DID YOU GET KICKED OUT? DIDN'T CALL THE FATHER DADDY LIKE ALL THE OTHER LITTLE BOYS?"

"It's because of the pedophilia of some of the church sir."

"I respect your moral standings. Tell me something private, do you have a girl back home?"

"Yes sir."

"Congratulations, for you found the biggest whore in the county." The Drill Sergeant says, and I bite my tongue, so as not to get grilled.

End Flashback

I crumble up the paper and toss it into the trash. I look at the clock on the wall, 2050, guess I better get some shut eye. I lay down and a few minutes later the Drill Sergeant informs us it's time to hit the sack, and some time after that I fall asleep. Finally, I made it back home. I think to myself as Neji and I walk up to his home where two cars are parked.

"Looks like her parents got themselves a new car." Neji says as we reach the door.

"Looks like it." He unlocks the door and we walk in to see Hinata on the couch, rushing to cover herself up.

"Oh fuck."

"What the fuck is this?" Both of us ask as the guy she was on top of sits up.

"I told you private."

"The fuck." Neji says as his eyebrow raises, as we both recognize that voice.

"I told you that she was the biggest whore in the county." That's when the Drill Sergeant slowly sits up, and his head turns 180 degrees and laughs at us.

"AHHHH." Neji and I scream at the scene in front of us when I shoot up in my bunk, back at basics, back to reality.

"Hey." I hear someone say in a mix of a whisper and a scream. "Shut the fuck up, we're trying to sleep." I turn to see Sasuke popping his head out from the top bunk.

"Sorry, bad dream."

"I don't give a fuck man, go back to sleep or lay there in silence." He says as he pulls his head back up. I lay back down, looking at the underside of Sasuke's bunk. Halfway there Naruto, get ready for more of the same shit tomorrow. I think to myself before slowly falling back to sleep.