Chapter 1

This is one of the three new stories I have posted. There is also "the Myth" and "Knocked Up". I will only be updating one of these stories for now but I don't know which one I should start with. That's why I want you guys to go to my profile and vote on my pole for the one you want most.

Also, "I Never Did Like Lady GaGa" is going to be a long one shot so that's why I'm doing this. I can't stand only updating one story so I need something else to do.

Tick...

Tock...

A boy with large blue eyes held an intense stare at the clock across the room. He blew the golden bangs out of his face as they escaped his grey bandana that was suppose to be keeping his blond hair out of his eyes. Irritated tan fingers taped against the counter of the bar while his other hand rested his cheek; cradling his scarred face. He focused only on the clock, abandoning his duty of cleaning the bar and working his co workers' last nerves.

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Tock-

"Hurry the hell up already!"

The pink hair girl walking past him sighed as he continued to yell and carry on his one sided fight with the clock. She understood why he wanted his shift to be over so badly. School ended last week and his summer vacation from work started at the end of the day; so when the clock stuck five, he was free of work, school, and responsibilities for three weeks.

...Tock...

...Tick...

...Tock...

"Damn it Sakura, this thing has to be broken," He cried as he fetched on of the bar stools to reach the clock with ease. "I swear it's going backwards!"

"Naruto," Sakura warned raising her shaking fist. "Just leave it alone. You're too impatient for your own good."

He only had twenty more minutes anyways. It wasn't like he would explode having to wait another third of an hour.

"Damn it!"

"Naruto shut the hell up please!"

"But the damn thing keeps-"

"Screw this; you can punch out early OK. Just shut up!"

And with a triumph grin, the blond fled the small restaurant/bar he worked for and conveniently jumped into a convertible that timely pulled up next to him. A boy no older then he turned to Naruto, his red hair being blown by the wind. Naruto smiled at him and the red head smiled back, but much smaller.

"Hi Gaara," Naruto cried into the red head's ear at which Gaara flinched. He had known Naruto for almost their whole lives and the blond only gotten louder with time.

"How it go." Gaara joked with a slight smirk knowing that Naruto's plan to get out of work early was successful. He picking the blond up was evidence enough.

Naruto chuckled and rested his arms behind his head. "Easy as microwaveable ramen." And at the comment Gaara could only roll his eyes.

Naruto was on his way home to pack for what he would later remember as the best summer trip of his life.

It's been planed for weeks. He, Kiba, Lee, Gaara, Kankuro (He was only gong to keep an eye on Gaara and would most likely leave before the others) Shikamaru, Choji, and by some miracle, Neji (Who Gaara hated with a passion) were all going camping for the next three weeks during their senior summer. Seniors made it a tradition at Konoha to go on a big expensive trip to somewhere and party their last summer away. And Naruto and his friends were planning to do just that; only cheaper. Not everyone was as rich as some bastards, that will remain unnamed, and travel to France or something.

Lucky for them Lee had arranged for the group to reserve, for a cheap price might I add, a camping sight that had the broader of a small beach like lake thing. It was really small and did have sand, but it was fresh water instead of salt water. And a waterfall that you could jump from if you climbed a small hill. But who really gave a shit as long as you could swim in it. Naruto didn't.

It was about a two day drive to the camp sight because Gaara - loving his silver 2010 Bentley Azure T to the extent of setting someone on fire for getting finger prints on it - refused to drive on the high way with monkey DNA idiots that only got a license by jacking of the driving instructor.

He pulled out an old gray duffel bag that had a fading picture of a fox on one side. He started to pack it with the usual shorts and thin t-shirts for summer; then remembering how cold the woods got at night and through in his favorite orange sweat-shirt. A pair of swimming shorts, flip flops, and camera with extra film, a travel tooth brush (Last thing he wanted was Iruka's nagging about not keeping up with oral hygiene), and a few CDs for the trip. In a small cooler he packed with ice had bottle waters, energy drinks, ice teas, and some sodas. Kankuro was bringing his own cooler, because Naruto knew Iruka was going to check his. Next was another smaller bag that he filled to the top with instant ramen (Not caring if he couldn't cook it in the woods). Any other food would most likely be handled by Choji so he had no worries.

Eating one last bowl of ramen while his cell phone charged for the long week ahead, he waited for Iruka to come home to wish him good bye. It would be unfair to disappear for half a month without saying good bye to his guardian knowing he would worry about Naruto.

The camp sight they rented out was a two day drive away. This meant at some time they would all have to sleep in the cars. They were only taking two cars, Kiba's and Gaara's. Eight people, four people to a car. That way everyone got a window seat and no one was forced to sit in the uncomfortable middle seat. The seating arrangement was most likely going to be Naruto, Kiba, Lee, and Neji in one car; and Gaara, Kankuro, Shika, and Choji in the other. The main reason for this being, Gaara hated noisy passengers when he had to drive long distance, and Neji. And Gaara never ever let anyone else ever drive his baby. So all the 'loud asses' and Neji were automatically sharing a car.

The same thing went for tents. No way in hell were the trunks going to fit eight tents, so they were only bringing four; with two people to a tent. They would figure out who bunked with whom later.

Around an hour after he was home, Iruka was finally home from work.

"Naruto?" His foster father yelled at the door hoping that Naruto hadn't left yet.

"Kitchen!" Naruto yelled as he started on another cup of ramen. Iruka joined him a moment later and sat across from him at the small kitchen table.

"Good," Iruka said sipping from a cup of tea the blond had prepared for him. "You haven't left yet?" He asked suspiciously and arched a dark brow.

"No Iruka," The blond replied in a dull and knowing voice. "How could I possibly leave until you check my bags for beer, smokes, drugs, ects... to be sure I have a pure clean week of 'freedom'?" He said rolling his eyes after reciting the speech Iruka had used so many times. Seriously, why couldn't people just trust their kids not to be stupid?

"Good. Now hand them over." Iruka said already searching through Naruto's cooler. "God Naruto, what are you trying to do? Put your friends into a sugar induce comma." he said holding up a few of the caffeine filled drinks.

The blond just had to sigh. "There are bottled waters too you know. And no because most of my friends won't drink them." He said in a mater-of-fact tone and held up his hand to count down his friends on his fingers. "One: Lee won't drink them because it would ruin his training. Two: Shikamaru will be too lazy to open one. Three: Neji would call it some kind of unhealthy junk and refuse to drink it. Four: The ice tea is for me. Five: The main reason there are so many drinks is because two people are going to have to drive all night to get there on time. Choji gonna need something to wash down the seven bags of chips he's gonna eat. And Kiba and Kankuro already have caffeine in their blood and won't stop drinking any time soon." And then Naruto allowed him self to take a deep breath from his speech.

Iruka, still skeptical, rolled his eyes and sighed. "Fine," He said as he re-zipped the last of Naruto's bags. "You're clean." He informed and gave the bags back to Naruto.

Naruto grinned and was about to grab his bags when Iruka stopped him...again.

"Who's all going again?" Iruka asked seriously.

Again, Naruto couldn't help but sigh. Every time he tried to go anywhere without Iruka he had to go through interrogation first.

"Me, duh; Kiba, 'cause well he has a car; Gaara, who has the other car; Choji, who will have food; Shika, that smart friend of mine that always gets me out of trouble-"

"The one the smokes?"

"Iruka!" Naruto said with a bit of irritation. "He's riding with Gaara. Now, who was next?...Lee, and well, what will Lee really do; then Neji, who will most likely call us all idiots and avoid us; and last is Kankuro, Gaara's older brother and our 'adult supervision'." And he used that term loosely. Kankuro was the main reason they were always in trouble, because someone had to buy the beer and cigarettes that they always got their hands on. That just so happened to be Kankuro. He finished and eyed his guardian unenthusiastically. "Happy now..." He mumbled under his breath and rested his head on the table while Iruka made a mental list of the campers.

"Yes, so now you may collect your things, call your friend for a ride, and leave me for two heart breaking weeks." Iruka dramatically put the back of his hand over his eyes to hide his fake tears and the other clutched his heart with the other one. Oh cruse his fate. He adopted the sweetest and kindest little boy and he grows up to leave him in his old age.

"Yeah, bye," Naruto yelled already at the apartment door calling Kiba to drive him to Gaara's where he would sleep tonight. They had to leave early and anyone not responsible enough to wake up on their own would stay with some one who could.

By the time he was down stairs Kiba was already pulling up to his building. Not a surprise knowing Kiba's history of driving. Somewhere in the back of the mutt's head, at least forty miles over the speed limit was legal.

He drove a 1980 Chevrolet Corvette that used to be his fathers when he went through the whole 'mid-life crises' thing. It was a real piece of shit at first but Kiba turned it into, what he called, 'The lucky dog'. Yeah, real cheesy name. Somewhere in another part of Kiba's brain he thought the car was a babe magnet. It still wasn't the best looking car – due to all the accidents Kiba has gotten in – but with the new dark green paint job, new hood, and the tinted windows (Because you don't want people seeing what happens in 'the luck dog') it looked descent enough to ride in. And hell, were the tinted windows fun.

"'Sup Shorty," Kiba greeted as his tries screeched to a stop only a foot away from the blond. Naruto rolled his eyes at the brunette; he wasn't that short. Sure he was the shortest out of his guy friends save for Gaara, but last year he finally out grew most of the girls.

"I'm not that short dog breath." Naruto hollered back as he placed the many bags in the trunk. When he was done he went for the passenger seat only to find Kiba was in it.

"Did I forget to mention I lost my license?" Wow, no surprise there. "Keys are in the ignition, you know what to do Blondie."

Naruto closed - or slammed - the passenger door shut at walked at the driver's side. Mumbling things like 'you still drove here' under his breath. Its not that he didn't like to drive, he loved it. But Gaara, Kiba, and he were the only ones out of their friends that were known to have a license. Naruto just didn't have a car of his own. But from how the cars were set up, that meant Naruto was driving the night and day shift for the next two days. And Iruka thought he packed too many sodas.

"We going or what?" Kiba asked loudly from his seat. Naruto resisted the urge to sigh, because he did that too many times for one day, started the car, and drove off leaving a still overly dramatic Iruka sobbing out the apartment window.

"You're late." The glaring red head muttered as he walked away from the door, leaving it ajar. Naruto and Kiba following him into the loft, already knowing the place inside and out, and resigning to their own claimed chairs. Naruto plopped down on the old orange beanbag chair in front of the old black and white TV that they used for a coffee table. Kiba went straight for the yellowish recliner by the door. Gaara resuscitated himself on the red cough that he practically lived on; his laptop, food wrappers, clothes, books, and etc, cramping him onto one cushion.

"Blame Kiba and his law breaking skills." Naruto chirped the last part playfully only to have a pillow thrown at him.

"Shut up Shorty," Kiba yelled reloading himself with pillows that lied on the floor. "I wasn't going that fast. The cop was just a bitch."

By now Gaara had block out every word coming from the dog boy. Gaara was really good friends with Naruto, not so much with Kiba. The only reason they talked was because Kiba was one of Naruto's best friends.

"Yeah yeah, whatever." Naruto rested his head on the beanbag and silently studied the upside-down image of Gaara. "What time we leave tomorrow?"

"4:30am." Was Gaara's smooth and monotone reply. Damnit, Naruto regret asking.

It was way too early to sleep still, and Naruto didn't feel tired at all. Thankfully to pass the time Gaara put in a movie on the plasma. But none of them really watched. When the movie was over Kankuro was staggering around Gaara's loft for no other reason then being bored.

He offered everyone a beer and Naruto was the only one to decline it knowing if he started drinking now, he would be too hung-over to drive. Gaara wouldn't have that problem since he never had a hangover; even if he drank three twelve packs on his own the guy wouldn't feel a thing the next morning. Unlike Naruto who could barely drink three bottles with out puking and passing out before waking up and wanting to shot his brains out.

In less then an hour both Kiba and Kankuro were completely shit faced and half out of it. Naruto didn't mind them drunk, but it really was more annoying when he was still sober.

With an annoyed sigh Naruto fetched a blanket from behind the couch. "Well, since I have to drive two days straight, I'm going to bed." He lied uncomfortably in his soft chair and covered his body with the plaid comforter. "Wake me and die!"

The second his head hit the floor he was out. His neck would have been stiffed in the morning too if it wasn't for Kiba who raised the blonde's head with a heap of pillows.

Sighing, the brunette warily glanced over to the red head. "He can be so hopeless at times." He murmured in a drunken slur.

Gaara simply shook his head and turned the lamp next to him off. Kiba got the hint and decided to lie down too, leaving Kankuro to go back to his room. Besides he was going to need the sleep now. He was going to need all his strength to last the next few weeks.

Three o' clock.

Three – Fucking – O' Clock.

Three - Fucking – O' Clock in the god damn morning.

And the banging wouldn't stop. And it just kept getting louder and louder and he just wanted to kill who ever was at the door.

When yelling combined with the pounding Naruto finally attempted to roll of his make shift bed only to hit his head on the TV. Hard.

"Fuck, holy shit that hurts! Damn!" He cursed loudly, waking up Kiba as well but he fell back asleep in seconds. Gaara was sitting on the couch with his legs crossed staring broadly at his friends. "Why haven't you answered the door yet?"

Gaara rolled his eyes giving the blond a look that ask 'isn't it obvious'.

"Door too far." The red head said lazily. Of course, it just proved Gaara and Shikamaru have started to spend too much time together.

Getting to his feet Naruto trudged his way through the red head's house to answer the door. Even if he should just let the bastards stay out there for coming at such an unholy hour. He half debated getting a bucket of water to throw at them, but didn't, he was too tired to actually look for a bucket.

Reaching the door that was practicably vibrating from the pounding, he violently ripped open the door with the intention of yelling and cursing and possibly killing the son of a bitch who woke him up.

"What!" He shrieked as he open the door and was tackled to the ground. He couldn't see anything but green, which was enough of a clue. "Brushy brows..."

"Good morning Naruto. Are you prepared for our youthful camping adventurer?" Lee eagerly asked jumping off the blond and offered a hand to help him up. Neji tiredly staggered into the house after Lee.

"Lee! Shut. The. Hell. Up." Yelled Kiba from the loft after Lee's excitement woke him up. Lee shouted back his apologizes but didn't quiet down at all. He kept ranting about their future trip and the activities he planed on accomplishing while there. Not that anyone really cared. They followed Naruto back to Gaara's sitting room, Lee waved an energized hello and Neji glared at a glaring Gaara.

It was almost funny to see how much the two hated each other. Gaara has held a grudge on Neji ever scene the third grade when the Hyuuga 'accidentally' walked over his sand castle. And boy, when Gaara builds a sand castle, he builds one mother fucker of a sand castle. Naruto still remembers staying up with Gaara for three days straight while the red head sculpted in the sand box. When it was done they showed it to everyone and Sasuke-Teme just had to trip Neji who fell on top of it and Gaara hated them both ever since.

Hate like, drive off a cliff if he was ever stuck in the same car as them hate.

It was weird though, with them not liking each other and still going everywhere together. Even though Naruto didn't dislike Neji himself. He thought the Hyuuga could be a good friend even if the didn't talk to each other much. By the time they were in middle school they almost never spoke to each other.

It was also in middle school when Naruto developed his own grudge.

Uchiha Sasuke, best friend of Neji, and the biggest asshole bastard that Naruto had ever met. Sure he was a somewhat nice kid when they were seven but by the time they were in junior high he turned into a prick. Always thinking he was better then every one else, Naruto especially. He would always tease and taunt Naruto about his grades and strength. They were, and still are, always competing to be better then the other; to have the right to brag and say 'I'm better then you'. Sasuke was the one to usually say those words, if he felt like talking that day, if not all Naruto heard was 'Hn'. But it was somewhat good. Naruto had started to work harder in school and did become stronger. Just not strong enough.

They became rivals and consistently argued with each other. But it was only words and never turned violent. That is, they never were violent until the Uchiha did something stupid. Naruto still refuses to believe what happened when that day was real, still trying to convince him it was just a bad dream. But it sure as hell wasn't a dream or he would have woken up by now. But, forget about that, ever since that day he dare not speak of, him and Uchiha can't even be in the same room without trying to kill each other.

It sucked for the school too 'cause they had almost every class together each year. The only classes that were different were their electives; Naruto would take the easy no work classes while Sasuke took the advance per college classes.

And now that they graduated, Uchiha was hopefully going to be far, far away; while Naruto was staying home and continue to work at his godfather's shop with no college education. That was the main reason for this trip; most of Naruto's friends were going away for school while he stayed. This was going to have to be their last big adventurer together.

Gaara finally broke his staring contest with Neji to focus on Lee.

"You're over an hour early." He stated breaking Lee's rant.

"Yes Gaara but who can sleep knowing a once in a life time journey is the next day."

Naruto and Kiba who were sitting on Gaara's couch glanced to each other and simultaneously they raised their hands and yelled. "We can!" Neji nodded his head in agreement.

The long hair boy sat beside Naruto on the couch and rested in head on top of the cushion. "He was at my place at two." Neji mumbled and Naruto instantly felt sorry for him. Neji was never a morning person and Lee who claimed to be Neji's 'best friend' made it his job to wake the brunette up every day.

Surprising he didn't kill Lee yet.

Kiba lied back down on his heap of pillows and fell back a sleep, some how able to block the noise coming from Lee. Naruto on the other hand was now awake, and when he's awake, sleep is all but impossible. So as Neji and Kiba drifted off to dream land once again, Naruto decided he would have one last cup of ramen before they headed out to the forest and then get dressed.

Gaara had convinced Lee to load all the camping equipment into the cars while he supervised. So Naruto was able to change in Gaara's closet instead of the grimy bathroom he shared with his brother.

Gaara's house was really wired. It was huge and in a filthy sticking rich neighborhood. It looked like a mansion from the outside but inside...well it might as well have been wonder land. There were six bedrooms, two separate dinning rooms, a living room, a closed off loft, and three bathrooms, along with a high tech kitchen with no food in it, and a balcony they would sometimes hang out on. Half of the rooms were used as his older sister's, Temari's, room. Yes she claimed three rooms as her own; one for Monday – Wednesday, Thursday – Friday, and Saturday – Sunday. Kankuro had two rooms, but the second room was his shop for all the weird puppets he makes. Those things really freaked the hell out of Naruto. Gaara had a room that no one has seen yet, but he claimed that the loft was his domain and hung a drape over the empty threshold as a door.

The loft was a huge room, almost half of the third floor. But there was little furniture and most everything was old and ruin. In the middle of the room was a deep red couch that Gaara used as a bed, behind it pushed against the wall was an old wood desk with two broken legs that was held up by cement blocks. Beside it was a 'handmade bookshelf' other wise know as more cement blocks holding up pieces of ply wood stacked on top of each other and held in place by some super awesome glue. On the bookshelf was everything one would possibly look for other than books. There were rolled up papers kept together with colorful paperclips, glass boxes that help hundred of mysterious items and some with candy, a lone flip-flop glued to a studded belt, a stuffed…thing that looked like a raccoon demon that scared the shit out of everyone but Gaara, and many other things that made no sense what so ever.

In front of the couch was the coffee table, it was decent and still in one piece but nothing was special about it. Other then the fact that Naruto hit his head on it the first time he stayed the night. Naruto's beanbags were left of the table and the table was too far for him to reach. When Gaara bought the plasma screen TV, Naruto used the old TV as his own personal table; he even wrote his name on the screen with sharpie to keep others off. Kiba's recliner was to the right of the cough and table, but he could still reach. He had his own bookshelf that was less then a foot away from his chair, sitting in the wide open area; he would use it for a table and what not while his dog slept on the bottom shelf. The TV was plastered up to a wooden door the sat in the middle of the room, attached to nothing but a small section of wood and it couldn't even open. His only guess was the loft use to be two conjoined rooms and most of the wall was taken out. Behind that door was another long cloth hanging from the ceiling. Behind the cloth were dressers and such so it was used as a walk in closet – like – thing.

As said earlier, the inside of Gaara's house may as well have been wonderland. Nothing made sense here and it was easy to get lost in the maze like setups of each room. If you were lucky, or just plan smart, you were able to stick by one of the Subaku siblings and there for not get your self lost in the unknown regions of their house.

Naruto checked again to see everyone was asleep before grabbing a pile of clothes he always left a Gaara's and ventured to the makeshift walk in closet. He looked in the full view mirror that stood in between the two dressers and stuck his tongue out at himself before changing.

Naruto dressed in a thin baggy orange jacket with colorful blue pockets and buttons. A white wife beater under it and tight blue jeans, bright orange belt and flip flops, and last but not least was his crystal necklaces he wore everywhere. He always loved the color orange. He was told by Sakura that he looked good in bright things, but she didn't mean a whole outfit of neon. But Naruto felt that his clothes reflected himself. Wanting to be noticed and being happy and alive even on the worse of days.

When he was done he checked himself out in the mirror and approved of his look for the day. He ran a hand through his messy hair trying to control the spike to some extant, but it was obvious his hair had a mind of his own.

When he left the 'closet' Lee and Gaara were returning from packing the last of their supplies. He checked the time on his cell phone and sighed when he saw they only had a little more then half an hour before they left. Thankfully Gaara made coffee before waking up his brother who bitched and groaned the whole way down stairs and then woke Kiba up with a body slam. Neji woke up from the sound of Kiba whimpering.

Not to much longer after that did Shikamaru and Choji arrive at the door. Naruto was ready to leave then and there if it wasn't for the now fully awake Neji who insisted everyone wait until 4:30 like planed. He patiently, if you could call trying to break in Kiba's car every two minutes in an attempt to leave patiently, in the drive way, checking his phone every fifteen seconds wishing time was faster then it really was. He waited outside alone, no one else was as eager as he was apparently. Not even Lee but he said something about having to talk to Gaara and Neji or some other thing in that nature. Weird, Gaara actually speaking with Neji without it turning into WW6 – the two already had WW 3-5 - while everyone else was off in some unknown place of Gaara's house.

Naruto decided to sit, only after walking in circles – more like triangles – in the drive way, on the front porch while he waited. A dark, what he supposed was black – unable to tell from how dark it still was outside – sports car caught his attention. Why, well for starters, who the hell is out at four something in the morning; reason two, it stopped right in front of Gaara's drive way. His blue eyes stared curiously at the car as the back door opened; a tall and lean, but somewhat bulky and obviously male, figure emerged from the car. The shadow grabbed a large bag from the backseat and swung it over his shoulder with ease. Turning away after mumbling thanks into the car and closing the door, the car quickly sped off down the street and out of sight.

Naruto continued to stare as the figure came closer and closer into Gaara's drive way. It struck him for a moment that he should go inside before 6this person got any closer and ask Gaara if some else was coming with them. Just as that thought registered and he stood to leave the unknown man a voice, evil and torturing voice, called out.

"Its not polite to stare, Dobe."

"…"

"Hn"

"…"

"…Hello?"

"TEMEEEE!"

The front door was opened, thrown off the hinges, a second later. A red head and smirking brunette rushing out the door first, followed by a scared looking Lee and insanely laughing Kankuro. Shikamaru and Choji popped out from the side of the house leading to the back yard and Kiba came running from somewhere, running into Kankuro as he appeared out of thin air.

"What the hell is going on?" Kiba screamed as he showed up, flailing his arms and out of breath. "Did Naruto die?"

"Nope," Kankuro laughed and slapped the bog boy's arm. "Its funnier then that." Gaara rolled his eyes at his brother and calmly walked to his panicking blond friend, who was still screaming like someone was stabbing him. The blond was now on the ground, holding his head. Guess Sasuke hit him...kind of deserved it tough.

"Gaara! Gaara help," the blond flew up from the ground and latched onto Gaara's neck like some damsel in distress. "I must be going crazy, or having a nightmare or some shit! 'Cause I see the Teme! I. See. Teme." he all but hollered into Gaara's ear.

"Calm down Dobe." Sasuke said as he joined the rest of the group, all watching like this was all part of a soap-opera; just waiting to find out who the real father of Jenny's baby is even through its really Jenny's evil twin sister, Penny and the pregnancy is fake. Wow, some one go get the popcorn.

"Help! Gaara!" Naruto continued to plead, very loudly at that, to Gaara. "Hurt me, please. You can't feel pain in dreams. Prove that I'm sleeping still! Please!" And Gaara being the, oh so great friend he was, answered Naruto's pleas. He walked to the garage, came back with a piece of ply wood, and hit Naruto in the back, only to have the blond double over in pain, groaning and whining.

"It's not a dream." Gaara said monotone and walked back to the others, not bothering to help Naruto.

Sasuke sighed, running his hand through his black hair and turned to Neji. "You didn't tell him did you?"

"If we did he wouldn't have come, now would he?" Neji replied back, smirking at the scowl he got from his friend. "Don't be mad Sasuke. We did this all for you."

Naruto continued to groan and whine until a shoe was thrown at him from the house next door.

"SHUT THE FUCKING HELL UP! PEOPLE ARE TRYING TO SLEEP HERE!"

"YEAH WHO COULD POSIBLY SLEEP WHEN SOME CRAZY BITCH IS LOUDER THEN THOSE BOYS?"

"WHAT WAS THAT? YOU HAVE A PROBLEM WITH ME?"

"YEAH. I HAVE A PROBLEM WITH ALL OF YOU FREAKS. NOW SHUT UP BEFORE I CALL THE COPS!"

And the sound of many doors slamming closed caused the boys to... well, shut up.

"Let's go please." Shikamaru mumbled and started walking off to Gaara's car. "This is too troublesome."

Everyone else agreed and started to pack into their assigned cars in the garage. It wasn't a problem until Sasuke tried to sit in Kiba's car, otherwise known as the one Naruto was driving.

"Get the hell out Teme!" The blond yelled causing the others to winch. Sasuke sighed, rolled his eyes and continued to buckle his seat belt. "I said get the fuck out!"

"No you said hell, not fuck." the raven hair boy replied with a smirk. "And no, I'm ridding with Neji."

"Neji get the hell out too." Naruto turned in his seat to glare at the two. "Go ride with Gaara-"

"No!" Gaara yelled after hearing Naruto tell his worse enemy to ride with him in his baby.

"Yes!" Naruto yelled back, unbuckling his seat belt and getting out of the car. The two drivers had a glare off, which soon turned into the blond giving puppy eyes and pouting when he realized his glare was no match. "Please Gaara, I'll end up killing myself if I ride with him. And kill Kiba and Lee. And your car would crash into use as I stop the car spontaneously to jump in the back and strangle that Teme to death-"

"Oh, fine," Gaara yelled, tossing his hands up in the air dramatically and turned away from the blond. "Car switch!"

After ten more minutes or so of yelling, crying, punching, dragging, and begging, the cars were set. In Gaara's Bentley was Gaara in the driver's seat, Kankuro up front passenger, Sasuke behind Kankuro, and Neji in the seat behind Gaara. In Kiba's Corvette was Naruto driving, Kiba up front, and from left to right, Choji, Lee, and Shika meshed together in the back. With the cars settled and twenty minutes behind schedule, Naruto pulled out first, listening to Lee's directions while Gaara followed.

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