~~Day 1 - Sasuke Uchiha~~
"Sasukeeeee!" two familiar voices cried out. Sasuke Uchiha, genin prodigy and self-styled loner, sighed and massaged his temples as the blonde and pink-haired harpies came running up to him. A grunt of annoyance escaped his lips as he felt Sakura Haruno grab onto his arm.
"So, Sasuke!" she spoke, her eyes shining lovingly. "Wanna go on a date, tonight? I know this really great place not far from the Academy..."
"Eh, don't think so, Forehead!" announced Ino Yamanaka as she grabbed Sasuke's other arm. "If Sasuke's going out with anyone, it'll be me!"
Sasuke's left eye started to twitch.
"Shut up, Ino-pig! This is between Sasuke and me!"
A vein appeared on his forehead.
"Don't tell me to shut up! Sasuke likes me better than you anyway! Right, honey?"
He clenched his eyes shut in frustration.
"Sasuke, tell that pig you like me best!"
"No, tell Miss Forehead you like me best!"
"Sasuke!"
"Sasuke!"
"Sasuke!"
"ENOUGH!" roared the Uchiha survivor, as he swung both his arms and threw his two admirers off.
Sakura's face hit the dirt, but Ino was able to catch herself without falling, and turned to face her crush.
"But... but Sasuke..."
"Shut up!" he snapped, causing both girls to flinch as if hit. "I don't want to go out with either of you! Hell, I'm sick of the sight of you! If you really want to do something I'll like, then stay the hell away from me! Now get lost, both of you!"
Sakura and Ino's eyes both started to tear up, before the two of them turned and ran away, not willing to let the object of their affections see them crying. Sasuke sighed in relief and continued his walk, glad that he might finally get some peace. But unbeknownst to him, there was someone watching him from the shadows.
That wasn't very nice of him, she thought. Sure, Sakura and Ino could be a bit... tenacious around Sasuke, but there was no need to explode at them like that. And of course, with his army of fangirls and "prodigy" status, no one would ever do anything about it. It wasn't fair...
A sly smirk grew across her lips. She knew better than anyone that life wasn't always fair. But she wouldn't allow this. She was going to do something about it. Sasuke would be punished for treating those girls like that.
Slipping out of sight, she headed to gather the things she needed...
Some time later, Sasuke yawned. It was getting late, he decided as he glanced up at the sun. Probably best that he head home; he had training to do.
As he walked down Konoha street, he barely registered that the street was mostly empty. A lot of the merchants had retired for the day, and most of the townsfolk had went home. As he walked past the multiple buildings, the only ones left walking the streets were himself... and her.
Without warning, Sasuke felt a sudden pain shoot through his body as his muscles went numb. He didn't have time to catch his attacker's features before everything went black, and he fell unconcious.
She giggled as she hooked her arms under Sasuke's and dragged him out of sight. She knew exactly how best to punish him, and she had everything she needed. She worked quickly, stripping Sasuke of his shorts, t-shirt, armwarmers, sandals, even his underwear, before she dressed him in the outfit she had brought for him. A few splotches of glue would also make sure that the Uchiha survivor would be wearing his new clothes for quite some time.
Still, she couldn't help but feel that something was missing. A sudden bolt of inspiration struck her, and a few handseals later it was finished. Gathering up her materials and Sasuke's old clothes, she quickly left before he woke up.
Around ten minutes later, Sasuke groaned as he came too. What happened... he was walking down the street minding his own business, when suddenly... he was attacked! He remembered! Someone got the drop on him! That was the last thing he remembered...
Did they steal anything? Sasuke started to pat himself down, when he noticed something... wrong. Glancing down, the young ninja's face went bright red from a combination of fury and embarrasment. What the hell was he wearing! Is this someone's idea of a joke! And those things in his hands... someone was going to pay for this!
Sasuke snarled and first started to throw the things away, only to find them glued to his palms. Fuming, he rapidly tried to pull the rest of this humiliating outfit off, but no good. As he sat down and seethed at his predicament, Sasuke suddenly felt an odd sensation come over him. Unable to stop himself, he climbed to his feet and started to jog out into the street. Try as he might, he couldn't stop himself from running out in that ridiculous costume, his feet acting completely of their own accord. It was almost as if they were looking for something...
In the park, Sakura was currently comforting a crying Ino. Sasuke's words had hurt them both pretty bad, but she was taking it the worst.
"Hey, Sakura, Ino!" a familiar voice shouted. Sakura frowned and turned in the direction of Sasuke's voice.
"Listen, Sasuke, it's too late for..." she fell silent as she saw her crush running up to her. More specifically, she fell silent at seeing what her crush was wearing. Rubbing her eyes, she decided to double check to make sure she wasn't seeing things, starting at his feet.
Said feet were surrently clad in a pair of white gym shoes. Following up from that was a pair of white socks that reached up to his knees. His shorts were gone, replaced by (again, she rubbed her eyes to make sure she wasn't seeing things) a pleated miniskirt; the top third was white while the rest was navy blue, and the space inside each pleat was bright red. Further up was a sleeveless crop top that revealed Sasuke's stomach. Similar to the skirt, it's bottom third was white while the rest was blue, but this one also had the word "SASUKE" written across the chest in white. In each hand was gripped a pom-pom in the same white, navy and red colours as the rest of his outfit. Sakura was also certain she could just make out the pink strap of a bra on Sasuke's shoulder; padded, no doubt, if the impressive bust he was currenly sporting was any indication. Did that mean he was wearing panties too...?
Was... was it just her? Sakura turned to her blonde friend, who seemed to have noticed Sasuke's arrival, and had stopped crying in favour of staring with her jaw open. Yup, it definately wasn't just her. Sasuke Uchiha, quiet loner and unwilling chick magnet, was standing in front of them... dressed as a cheerleader.
And if that wasn't enough, nothing could have prepared them for him jumping up and down, shaking his pom-poms while letting out a (as far as they were concerned) well-rehearsed chant:
"Gimme a G! Gimme an I! Gimme an R! Gimme an L! Gimme an S!
What's that spell? You guys!
Sakura, Ino, you're my girls!
You're the cutest in all the world!
You're so sexy and so cute,
It was wrong of me to give you the boot!
I'm so sorry I was mean,
I made myself into a queen!
I'll wear skirts from here on after,
To make up for that disaster!
Go Sakura!
Go Ino!
Goooo GIRLS!"
To complete his cheer, Sasuke leapt into the air and landed with an impressive leg split, his arms raised into the air. And at that moment, the jutsu that had taken hold wore off.
Sasuke's face slowly turned red in absolute humiliation, completely aware of what he had just done. Sakura and Ino's faces turned a similar shade, but for a different reason; they finally burst into fits of laughter.
Sasuke's face went as red as Sakura's dress, as he prepared to yell something at them. However, a brief breeze quickly reminded Sasuke of his current outfit. Deciding that a tactical retreat was in order for now, he promptly turned and tried to run. An unseen rock later, however, and he found himself in a similar situation to Sakura earlier; face down on the ground. But unlike Sakura, he wasn't wearing shorts under his skirt.
"Oh my god!" squealed Sakura as her laughter intensified. "He IS wearing panties!"
His face burning with shame and humiliation, Sasuke scrambled to his feet and ran off as fast as he could, his skirt shaking in the wind behind him.
From the shadows, she smiled. That'll teach Sasuke that it's not nice to be mean to others. She giggled to herself. That was funner than she thought it would be! Perhaps there are other people who need taught a lesson...
