Disclaimer: Naruto doesn't belong to me—if it did I wouldn't have to borrow the manga from my friend. This is my first Naruto fanfiction, so please review!
Curiosity Mentally Scarred the Fox
Naruto was intensely suspicious. He had seen Gaara disappear behind Sasuke's door hours ago.
The sand ninja had had several boxes in his arms; Naruto was going to ask what was in the packages, he had his mouth already open to talk and everything, but Gaara's hard glare stopped him cold. He was supposed to meet up with Iruka-sensei, but, ever since Naruto had moved in with his former teacher, all Iruka ever did was nag at him. The man could be such a mother hen.
So Naruto had resolved to wait outside Sasuke's room until they came out. He would have knocked on the door in order to ask Sasuke directly what was going on when he answered, but he still had bruises from the last time he had tried to pry into the Uchina's business. Naruto paced back and forth in front of the door for precisely five minutes before his resolve gave out, and he finally knocked on the black-painted door. Sasuke yelled out, "Go away, twit!" He had easily recognized Naruto's knock—it was always the same, done to the tune of 'Sa-su-ke-is-a-dumb-ass.'
After that Naruto went to make three bowls of instant ramen, grab various junk food items, and procure a pillow in order to set up camp outside the door that concealed his two much hated enemies.
Gaara + Sasuke + privacy to scheme in trouble for Naruto (in his mind).
But once Naruto had finished the excellent ramen (beef-flavored all the way!), the other junk, and indulged in a nap, he became bored. He wanted to know what they were doing! He didn't feel like waiting outside Sasuke-stupid's stupid room any longer. It was far too quite in that room, and Naruto no longer cared about the consequences.
With an almighty roar, Naruto launched himself through the door, leaving black splinters in his wake. "Sasuke! Gaara! What is going—" Naruto stopped mid-sentence with his mouth hanging open, completely flabbergasted.
"Naruto-kun, this is most improper," muttered Sasuke in an irritated, though lady-like manner. Gaara nodded his agreement, his flowered sunbonnet fluttering with the movement. Sasuke gracefully rose to his feet, smoothing out the wrinkles from his dress and straightening his petticoat. He led the now petrified Naruto politely out of his room, like a good hostess should, instead of chucking the baka through the shattered remains of his door like he wanted to.
Rid of the unwanted intruder, Sasuke returned to his guest to pour him some more tea. "Now, Gaara-chan, why do you always insist on wearing pink when you know how horribly it clashes with your hair?"
A/N: Hehe—I could not resist! In case you were wondering, the boxes contained their dresses, hats, etc…Sasuke already owned the tea set. The reason Naruto is living with Iruka is simply because I love fics where the doting teacher adopts Naruto!