A/N: This idea came from the movie Freaky Friday. I thought it might be amusing to put this predicament onto Sasuke and Sakura. This will be a short series, consisting of maybe 3 or 4 chapters. I don't have the patience to make it much longer than that. xD

I don't own Naruto or Freaky Friday. If I did, this would have really happened in the series, the series would probably be called Sasuke, and Lindsay Lohan would not have been cast to star in that movie.

This takes place before Sasuke leaves Konoha.

Chapter One: The Switch

"Can you do anything right?"

"Can you ever be civil?"

Sakura glared daggers at an annoyed Sasuke, who snorted in reply. Trying to keep his teammates from killing each other, Naruto tried to interject.

"Guys, it's no big deal! We can just-!"

"Why did I have to be put on a team with such weaklings?"

Sakura clenched her fists. "You're so arrogant! I can't stand it anymore!"

"Sakura, stop!" But before Naruto could stop her, she had launched herself towards the fuming Uchiha with chakra-filled steps. Sasuke stepped to the side stoically and let the poor kunoichi fall on her face.

The blonde sighed. The team as a whole had failed to complete this particular mission, but Sasuke with his larger-than-life ego just had to take it out on Sakura, who has recently had a hard time controlling her temper, even towards Sasuke. This wasn't the first time, either. He quietly (A/N: OMG! SHOCK!) walked away, heading towards Ichiraku for a ramen fix, hoping to save himself from the wrath of his angry teammates.

"You're… you're such a jerk!" Sakura announced after spitting out a clump of dirt. "You're always so antisocial! I don't care if your family's dead! There's no excuse for being an asshole!"

That hit a nerve. Sasuke's gaze darted to meet hers, eyes taking a blood red hue.

"This coming from someone who actually has a family…" he snarled as he approached her menacingly. Grabbing the startled girl by the neck of her shirt, he raised her to his eye level as she struggled to get free from his grasp.

"This coming from someone who doesn't know the meaning of loss…"

His gaze was digging into her soul. She averted her gaze and tried to kick her captor, but he didn't budge. Sakura knew he was far stronger than she could ever want to be.

"…I'd like to see you live a day in my shoes!" he barked in her face before tossing her to the ground with strength and chakra alike. It was enough to put a crater into the ground where she fell.

Seemingly unscathed, the infuriated Uchiha straightened out his clothing before turning his back and walking away.

"…I hate you…" she breathed, a lone tear trailing down her mud-coated face, and darkness overcame her.

Kakashi watched from a nearby rooftop, Icha Icha Paradise in hand, waiting for the dark boy to disappear before retrieving Sakura from her muddy ditch.

Looks like I'll have to give that damn Uchiha a talk tomorrow…

A raindrop hit him on the head, and he looked up to inspect the sky.

Rain tonight, I suppose.

Lightning struck a nearby tree, startling an eating genin.

"Ino, are you sure this is a good idea?" Chouji said as he chomped on chips nervously.

"Chouji, you saw those two! Besides, I really want to try my new jutsu out," Ino replied cheerfully.

"But what if you can't transfer their minds back? I mean, what if they get stuck in each other's bodies or something?!" He munched faster.

"I guess that's a risk we'll have to take. The thought of forehead girl's mind being in my Sasuke-kun's body indefinitely does bother me a little though…"

Ino made some hand signs, and the storm outside raged.

The sun shone brightly through a slightly parted curtain onto a closed eye. Slowly, it opened, then squeezed tightly shut.

"Morning already…?" Sakura wheezed.

My head hurts… what happened yesterday? Oh yeah, Sasuke…

She sat up slowly, eyes still closed. She ran her hands through her hair, but stopped midway. Her hair didn't feel right. Surprised, she felt around. It was coarser, that's for sure. There was short hair where it should have been longer and long hair where it should have been shorter.

Her eyes snapped open. That's when she realized that she wasn't in her own bed. Sakura gasped and scrambled out of the foreign mattress, stumbling into a wooden chair. She whirled around, spotting a mirror glistening from the sunlight that leaked into the room.

But when she saw a reflection in the mirror, it certainly wasn't her own.

Sakura staggered over to the glass, examining herself. She stared into onyx eyes with horror while grasping pallid, thin cheeks with strong hands. She tried to shriek, but the tenor voice that came out was certainly not her own.

"WHY AM I SASUKE-KUN?!"

"Good question," her own voice responded thickly from behind her.

She whirled around clumsily, nearly toppling over in the process.

"If you mess up my body, I'll kill you." The body of Sakura was glaring in a familiar way at the body of Sasuke.

"Is that you… Sasuke-kun?" she forced herself to say.

"Hn."

Sakura hysterically rolled her eyes. "Even in my body, you have a speech impediment!"

"Sakura, let's just worry about the problem at hand, shall we? Once I'm back in my body, and you're back in yours, then we'll make up for lost time and tear each other limb from limb. Until then, work with me."

She sighed. "For once, I have to agree with you." He nodded and sat down on his bed. Sakura noticed that he had dressed her body in her normal clothes, but had neglected to do anything with the sleep-gnarled hair. Biting her lip, she sat down beside her smaller body.

"So what do we do? And how did this happen?"

"Truthfully, I have no idea," Sasuke said in Sakura's voice.

The two shinobi sat in silence for a few minutes.

"Hey Sasuke…?"

"Yeah?"

"Um… I have to go to the bathroom."

"Well, go. The bathroom's over there," he said, pointing.

"…but Sasuke-kun…" A faint blush had crawled onto her face.

"…oh." After a moment, a similar pink hue had made its way onto his face, too. She swallowed hard, and padded towards the bathroom, her face getting redder with each step she took.

To be continued…xP