1It was a normal day in Konoha...
"DAMN YOU, SASUKE-TEME!!"
...Yep, just another day. And what were are favorite team seven up to you ask? Well, let's go see...
"Naruto stop yelling at Sasuke-kun!!,"yelled a familiar pink kunoichi.
"But Sakura-chan," Naruto whined pitifully. "He stole my frisbee..."
"Just get another one, dobe."
"Hell no, Sasuke!! Iruka-sensei gave me that specially designed orange one and there's no frickin' way I'd let a bastard like you keep it!!"
Kakashi-sensei sat off to the side, gazing at his team from over the top of his orange book. Naruto was flailing about as he tried to grab his frisbee from an unrelenting raven. Sakura was fuming, arms crossed over her chest in annoyance with her own team.
Honestly, the fighting the jounin could understand...the fighting over a plastic disc? Now that was really pathetic.
"I sure did get the pick of the batch, didn't I? I wonder if it's too late for a transfer...," the grey-haired scarecrow muttered, returning to his book.
Now I'm sure you're all wondering why the most faved 3-man cell weren't spending their time training or doing missions. First off, they didn't have any missions. Secondly, Kakashi did have some mind of training -which basically meant he would mess with his students until they were in some kinda trauma- but all thoughts of doing so vanished when one loud blonde whipped out his brand new frisbee.
Kakashi blatantly told himself that whipping around a plastic disc was training. More of an excuse, but hey...there was noone else around to contradict him.
"Sasuke-bastard!! Give it back!," Naruto demanded lunging at the pale boy.
"No."
"Give it Back!!"
Another dodge, another attack.
"Hn, dobe."
"Aaaaaughhhhhhhh!!!!!!"
Naruto charged at his detached teammate, who was swinging the frisbee high above his head and out of Naruto's reach. Except the fox-boy ended up tripping over a rock. Sasuke watched amusingly as Naruto gave an imitation of a windmill, turning to the side so he could give the prefect 'I'm-too-sexy-and-so-much-better-than-you-in-everything' smirk when the blonde landed face first at his feet.
Alas, things didn't go as planned.
Flailing hands turned into grappling fingers, and Sasuke -who had seen no reason to move- suddenly had tan hands gripping at his clothes. With a yank, the white shorts were down!!
"..."
"..."
"Sasuke...you wear hearts on your boxers?"
Sakura fainted, a beautiful trickle of blood coming out her nose. Sasuke frantically tossed the frisbee to the side, pulling up his shorts, Naruto totally focused in on the disappearing boxers. Both boys were blushing beet red, naruto didn't even said anything. Well, good things always do come to an end...
"a-aAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! OMG, OMG, OMG, OMG, OMG, OMG!!!! I SAW SASUKE'S UNDERWEAR, AIIIEEEEEEE!! MY EYES!!!!"
Sasuke kindly enough didn't scream, but he did blush -if even possible- a deeper shade of red. The poor boy...didn't know whether to be angry, confused, terrified or pleased?
Kakashi actually put his book away, after all this was much more interesting than some dirty porn novel, before approaching the two boys. "My, my Naru-chan...I didn't know you were that eager to get into Sasuke-kun's pants," the jounin said, innocently.
Naruto paled, and finally fainted to the chuckles of a very perverted sensei who was being stabbed constantly by glares from a now composed Sasuke.
Still, the next day Sasuke couldn't help but see Naruto in a new light.
C.M.D: This actually happened to me and my friends. Except picture Naruto as a short, loud, hyper indian girl (with a crush on the frisbee thief) n Sasuke as an equally short but still taller than her, emo, quiet asian boy. Sakura would be nobody -but we have to be kind to those type of ppl too- me, I'm kakashi-sensei. Lol. Good times...good times...