So. After being at the coast for five and a half days with my grandparents, and using my imagination while in normal beach like situations, I came up with a Fanfiction. I thought of the boys (Sasuke and Naruto.) A lot, and tried to imagine dangerous situations that could have occurred while I was doing simple things. Then I worked out a plot the whole time I was there! I didn't think the idea was too cliché either…

Warnings: SasuNaru and minor NaruSasu. (Yaoi.) Some OOC. Peril. Bad grammar. Crappy Mission ideas. Filler characters that I suppose could be OCs, but they aren't a big part of the plot.

Note: The 'FABPOV' series is still being written, but I'm a bit stuck, so I hope this fixes it.

Switches point of views with Sasuke and Naruto, starting now with Sasuke. They are at the twelve to thirteen-ish age. They are currently in Konoha.


I glowered down at my bed, covered in clothes. Here I was, acting like a woman would, fussing over what to wear. I knew I was picky, but not about this. I never normally cared what I wore. But Kakashi drilled it into everyone's head, that if we didn't look our best, we would be feeling it later. What we would be feeling, I could only imagine.

He said to dress fancy, and I owned nothing remotely fancy - that I knew of, anyway- and I refused to tailor the name of the unspeakable sibling's clothes. I didn't want to think about him and take out more of my poor backyard's foliage, I wanted to find some damned clothes.

Thinking back to when Kakashi gave us the orders, I imagined how Naruto and Sakura were fairing.

"Alright boys, you're done, but I have an announcement."

Naruto tried to throw in one last punch, but I ducked my head, then we both turned to Kakashi, along with Sakura.

"Something good?" Naruto asked eagerly.

"That depends. We're meeting a client. He has a lot of money, and he's invited us to dinner before he explains a mission. Apparently it'll be tough."

"Do you know what it is?" Sakura asked, unconsciously rocking slightly on her heels.

"He'll tell us during the meeting." Kakashi replied, shaking his head. "But I'm warning you three. You'd better look your best, and behave perfectly. As I said before, he has money. He won't want us to do the mission if we aren't polished."

"So by our best..?" I muttered.

"Dress fancy, clean up, no arguing. Don't speak unless prompted, you know." Kakashi said, shrugging. "So, can you all dress up?"

"I can be fancy!" Sakura replied.

"I'll find something." Naruto shrugged.

"Hn."

I imagined Sakura would probably look like a slut, but that was hardly an offense, because she was the least sluttish of all the women I had ever seen. Women were horrible creatures. They all seemed that way, at least at some point.

It made me stop my rummaging through clothes for a moment when I wondered what Naruto was doing. It was almost completely impossible to imagine the dobe dressing up. I'm not ashamed to say he was good looking anyway, (which made up for his personality,) but I wondered if the attire would ruin it. Then I remembered Iruka was probably helping him with what would look good, so I didn't worry. Iruka had to be somewhat tasteful.

Finally I found it. My savior in the form of clothes. They were a size away from being way too small to wear, and tight all the same, but they would work. I showered and did my hair like I always did. I'd had Sakura tell me my hair looked amazing everyday, naturally, but she'd do anything for my attention. I've caught her weird faces on days I had just left my bed hair.

I refused the urge of using the mirror, and walked downstairs to the front door. I was surprised at the weather. It was winter, and had been freezing and rainy, but it finally got cold enough to snow. I glanced down at the step up to my glass door, and each flake that fell melted instantly. It wouldn't stick.

I walked back in for a second, opened the closet in the hall, and grabbed a black jacket. I think someone told me once black and blue didn't go together, but who cared?

Still trying to imagine the impossible sight of Naruto in clothes other than his normal loud attire, I stepped outside and locked my door, not that anyone would break in, anyway. My district was roped off, and as far as I knew, no one cared about what was inside. Maybe that was why I could never find any fortune left behind by the Uchiha's. They- whoever 'they' was -had already come and taken it all.

Kakashi had told us to meet him at the main gate, and that we would walk from there. He said it was only around four or five miles away, in one of our smaller, surrounding villages. I started to head there, pulling at my clothes as much as possible while I was still alone, trying to loosen them up.

So…the dobe in fancy clothes…


Uh…The snazzy clothes idea didn't come from the beach XD I did dress in some old clothes that were too small, though. That was just some random idea I had that will make a tiny bit more sense later on. This really sucks for a first chapter, I know, I know, but after they meet this guy (?), and the mission starts, it'll get better .