Drunken Space Ninjutsu

Chapter 7

As the dust settled, Naruto gaped in horror at the damage sustained by his already messed up living room.

He reached the wide breach, ignoring the sharingan-users that Sasuke was reducing to a bloody pulp, and saw the green-clad figure of his now very drunken friend run down the street below, now full of debris.

"DAMMIT, LEE! THAT WAS A NEW WALL!" he yelled, cupping his hands to his mouth.

Screaming with a hangover was not a pleasant experience, and he doubted the taijutsu specialist could hear him, especially in his current state, but he needed to shout to someone about the property damage. He'd moved into the new apartment just yesterday!

Behind him, he could hear Sasuke shaking one of the armoured nin who'd attacked them, grabbing him by the collar and asking questions. About their freaky sharingan eyes, about Madara, Orochimaru and someone else.

Naruto didn't really listened too much to the Uchiha's rant because his voice felt like a drill passing through his skull.

He shouldn't have started that drinking contest. Even if he'd won. From what he could remember.

"Sasuke, calm down," said Sakura, putting a hand on her former teammate's shoulder "He's unconscious. Actually, all of them are."

"You don't understand, Sakura! It's my clan's bloodline! Our pride and greatest treasure. Only those of Uchiha blood should have it!"

"Oh, really? Then what about Kakashi?"

"That's..." sputtered Sasuke "That's different! I gave him my formal permission as clan head!"

Naruto was massaging his temples, trying to soothe the pain. He was going to turn back to his loud team mates and tell them to please shut up -didn't they have hangovers too?- when he noticed something strange outside the new scenic window he'd just gained.

"You need a clan to be a clan head, Sasuke," muttered Sakura, who was passing her hand, glowing with healing chakra, over her forehead.

"Guys?" whispered Naruto, squinting his eyes as he inspected the road outside the breach.

'When did the light become so fucking bright?!'

"It's just a matter of time! I will restore my clan!" protested Sasuke.

"Guys?" repeated Naruto, a little louder.

"Sasuke...please, let's not talk about having kids when I sick." lamented Karin, who was healing herself too.

"GUYS!" screamed Naruto, turning to face them. He immediately regretted that.

'My poor head...at least I got their attention.'

"What is it dobe?" asked Sasuke, wincing at the sudden movement of his head. In a stoic, totally-Uchiha way. It seemed that even he was suffering the after-effects of last night's revelry, now that he wasn't beating people up.

He faced the outside view again, pointing with his thumb.

"Don't you think there's something strange about the village?"