"What do you think, Sakura? Black or red?" Ino asked, holding up two skin-tight, strap-less, dresses that, when worn, ended no less than about six inches above her knee. Later that night, the two kunoichi would be going to a party hosted at a night club, and Ino planned on picking up a guy or two before the night was done. Her sites were set on a specific ninja, one Sasuke Uchiha. At the moment, the two were trying to decide on outfits.

Sakura was wearing a hot-pink, skin-tight tank top and a black, velvet miniskirt with white ribbon trim and a pair of knee-high, black leather boots with white soles and an innocent pink ribbon tied around the ankle. Neither of them would leave the house without their ninja headbands (for security reasons), so they decided to wear them around their thighs (where they were very visible).

"In all honesty, Ino, neither." Sakura said getting up and walking to Ino's closet, rummaging through it's many contents. "Here," she said shoving a sapphire blue version of the dress, but with spaghetti straps and black lace lining the bottom "try this. It brings out your eyes better."

While Ino was sliding on the dress, Sakura dug through Ino's jewelry box, finding mostly earrings and hair ties. "Ah ha!" she exclaimed, finding what she had been searching for. Sakura held in her hand a black choker necklace with pearl studs running from end to end, like the first snow of winter on a dark night. Walking up behind Ino, who was admiring herself in the mirror, she clipped it around her neck. "And that brings out the lace, while adding a sexy touch to the outfit."

"As much as I hate to admit it, good pick, Forehead." Ino said teasingly. "Why can't you decorate the apartment as well?"

"Well, maybe if you stop calling me that, Ino-pig, I just might." She returned mockingly.

"Fat chance!" Ino laughed.

"Wait a second!" Sakura called before Ino could leave the apartment.

"What?"

"I just need to fix something." She said, pulling the ponytail holder out of Ino's hair and tossing it onto the coffee table. "Ta-da! Much better."

"You may have a good fashion sense, but nothing can make up for that forehead." Ino said before running out the door.

"Why you." Sakura called, before chasing her.

They soon regretted the ensembles they'd chosen. It was 10 degrees and the were walking to the party in light jackets that were meant for Spring. A bad decision on their part, and all the more reason for them to hurry. So what are the chances that Lee just happened to pull up next to them on the side of the road? (I'm not sure if there are in fact cars in the Naruverse, but there are in this story, so deal with it.)

"Hello, Sakura, Ino. Do you need a ride?" Lee looked amazing. Thankfully, he had decided not to wear his usual spandex, but instead a button-up red shirt and black pants. He had a new hair style to replace the "bowl cut" as well. If it hadn't been for the "bug eyes" and exaggerated eyebrows, he may actually have been called attractive!

"Yes!" They said in unison. Despite the fact that it was Lee, and that his car looked like it had just been pulled out of a junk yard before being crushed and turned into soda cans, in the cold weather, it looked all too inviting.

Lee, being the gentleman that he was, held the door open and the practically dove in.

The tiny white car didn't look like much on the outside, but was all to great on the inside. The floors were covered in soft grey carpeting. The seats of black leather looked like new and included "seat-heat". And the windows were tinted, so that no one could see them.

The ride there was uncomfortably quiet. The silence was deafening. Had it not been for the sound of the heater, Ino thought she might've gone insane. Sakura was the first to break the silence. "So, Lee, you're going to the party too?"

"Yes. Though I did not plan on seeing the two of you. In all honesty, it was a wonderful surprise." The two kunoichi were glad that they couldn't see the dorky grin plastered across his face.

"Hey," Ino cut in to the conversation. "does anyone know who's throwing this party anyway?"

"I believe it is Jiryia." Lee commented.

"Shit!" the two girls exclaimed.

"You mean we're going to a party hosted by Jiryia dressed like this?!" Sakura half questioned and half screamed.

"Is there still time to go back and change?" Ino inquired.

"Too late," Sakura stated. "We're already here."

"I could turn around if you want. It is only about 10 minuets away." Lee offered.

"No, that's okay. We'll survive…right, Ino?"

"Uhh…yeah. Of course we will!" she said with a very wide, very fake grin. If Lee wasn't so oblivious to all hints women could possibly drop, he might have noticed.

"All right then." Lee said simply, slowing the car to a stop and getting out to open the door for the 2 girls.

"Thank you." Sakura said.

"See ya, Lee." Ino said.