Disclaimer: Naruto is not mine.Not. Mine. Not. Mine. Not. Mine. Not-. Okay, I'll stop. You get it do you?
Sasuke's New OutfitShe looked at him and he looked back. They were looking at each other for God knows how long and still, she couldn't take her eyes of him. It was Naruto who broke the silence that creeped with the unsettling tension.
"Um...Sasuke...that's a...uh...good outfit..."
Sakura blinked, words can say how worried she was for her friend's sense of fashion. The outfit was definitely nowhere near a ten foot mile of the word 'good'.
Maybe it is Sasuke-kun's new scheme to kill Itachi? She thought carefully, as her inner self made a sarcastic, but somewhat sensible remark.
And what? Make his dear older brother drop dead from shock? Shaking her head from this thoughts, she offered Naruto a strange look which the blonde returned, with a nervous and uncomfortable one.
"Uhh...yeah...yeah, lot's of skin. I like skin." He murmured almost distantly, as the meaning of the words were slowly digested by the people in the vicinity.
Sakura's face, meanwhile, contorted into a look of doom-of-a-thousand-pains, whatever that means. She was seriously beginning to doubt his sexuality.
The self-proclaimed avenger's face was as impassive as ever, as tension clouded the place, almost making it hard to breath.
After a few more minutes of staring, glaring, and mind-racking blinking, Sasuke's mouth finally quirked into an arrogant smirk as he spoke the words that brought death.
"Are you...hitting on me?"
Or maybe not.
Let's refine that to the words of gender confusion and blatant hints of shounen-ai, take you're pick.
On the other hand, Yamato was completely stumped. And he didn't bother to hide it.
What does Orochimaru feed to his servants, students, assistants, 'comrades', whatever you call them to turn Uchiha Sasuke into what they were witnessing right now? No ordinary food can turn an angsty, selfish and arrogant complete bastard into a walking, talking Jack Sparrow wannabe, minus of course, a non-existent parrot.
They just stare and stare contemplating their own thoughts, as poor (or otherwise you-know-what-obsessive) Sai is being left out.
Pretty much on alcohol when writing this…Okay, I lied, I'm
not. I'm not even legal to drink, not ever. I'm not pretty much a
SasuNaru (or the other way around) fan but yeah, it's just crack.
Mighty crack. The wonder of crack. So go spread the crack.
