Sasuke looked through his closet. He didn't know what to pack. His class was going to America for a whole 5 months. Instead of picking out his outfits himself, Sasuke called his girlfriend, Sakura.

"Hey, babe." Sakura answered the phone.

"Hey. Can you help me with something?" Sasuke was about to pop the question.

"Sure. What is it?" Sakura asked.

"Can you come over and help me pick out my outfits."

"Sure." Sakura was so nice.

"Cool. Thanks, babe."

"Bai!" Sakura hung up. Sasuke waited for Sakura to come over. While waiting, he decided to pack his undershirts and underwear cause those were easy. 7 minutes later, Sakura knocked on the door. Sasuke fixed his hair a little and answered. Instead of regular hi-s like normal people, Sakura and Sasuke kiss. Awh! ;-* After they kissed, Sasuke grabbed Sakura's hand and pulled her to his room.

"Oh god!" Sakura exclaimed as she stared at the big pile of clothes on Sasuke's bed and floor.

"…Yea…I need help…" Sakura, being a neat-freak and germaphobe, quickly sorted out Sasuke's clothing color-coordinately.

"Thanks, babe. Can you help me pick out my outfits please?" Sasuke tried to butter Sakura up by putting his arms around her waist.

"I'm tired!" Sakura whined as she moved in closed to Sasuke's arms.

"Please! I'm sick!" Sasuke forgot that Sakura was a medic-ninja in training, so he knew his lie was going to backfire.

"Oh awh! What with?" Sakura checked Sasuke's temperature with her hand.

"Uhh…wedgie-itis?" Sasuke lied. Sakura looked confused.

"What's wedgie-itis?" She asked. Sasuke knew a funny thing to go with that.

"When you get wedgies too much, your underwear grows into your butt." Sasuke laughed. Sakura, completely believing Sasuke, was intrigued.

"Let me see it!" She demanded. Sasuke froze. There goes the backfire.

"Um…It's gross." Sasuke lied again. He didn't believe Sakura really believe him.

"COME ON! I want to see it and report it to Lady Tsunade." Sakura tugged down Sasuke's pants. Sasuke reluctantly showed Sakura his butt.

"Your butt looks normal." Sakura stared at it. Sasuke blushed.

"Uh…I was just kidding with you…" Sasuke tried to cover-up. Sakura looked kind of angry.

"YOU MOTHER-FATHERING LOSER!" Sakura punched him. If this had been 3 years ago, Sasuke would've hit Sakura back. But now he had learned his lesson.

"I just really need help…" Sasuke said. Sakura pushed Sasuke out of his own room and locked the door.

"The hell is this, babe?!" Sasuke had personal items in there. Things Sakura shouldn't see…at least not yet.

It had been an hour since Sakura locked Sasuke out when she had decided to open the door again. When Sasuke walked into his room, he couldn't believe what he saw.…All of his clothes ,color-coordinated, neatly packed in 4 suitcases with shoes.

"Thank you!" Sasuke hugged his girlfriend.

"Hey, don't thank me yet! You have to do something for me..." Sakura was on to something. Sasuke raised an eyebrow.

"What is it?" He asked, suspicious.

"I can't tell you yet. You just have to say no or yes." Dang! Sakura got him right thurr^.^!

"Um…yes. Sure.. Whatever." Sasuke just put his life on the line.

"Ok. You have to come to my house and tell me what you think about every single outfit I packed! Every shirt, every skirt, every pants, every shoes, every bathing suit…" Now Sasuke was interested.

"Did you just say bathing suit?" Sasuke raised an eyebrow. Sakura nodded.

"Yeah! We are going to a beach in America. Don't worry I packed your trunks." Sakura assured her boyfriend.

"Ok. Can we go to your house now?" Boy, was he excited to see Sakura in a bathing suit! Sakura nodded and jumped on Sasuke's back. He ran out the door with Sakura and headed to her house.