AN: I've been suffering DDR withdrawals. Thus, DDR makes a big appearance in this chapter. Just warning you all beforehand. Phoe-chan is a huge geek.

Disclaimer: I disclaim.

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Chapter 1: DDR Party

Now, see, there is a setting that has been given to you, the reader. We know, in fact, there is a party that Sasuke is going to attend and that his obsession, Naruto, will be present as well. As good as this all sounds, we must remember, folks, that Sasuke may have a little trouble expressing what he wants to say.

"B-But, Sakura! It's a casual party! I can't wear that!"

…Let's make that a lot of trouble.

Sakura sighed, and turned to the teen, putting her hands on her hips. Clothes were strewed about all around her and almost every piece of article in Sasuke's closet was no longer on its hanger. "I don't even know why you have some of this stuff if you're never going to wear it," She muttered under her breath.

Sasuke pouted, sitting on the floor, pulling the shirt off of his head that Sakura had thrown a few moments prior. "Can't I just wear something normal?"

"You want to impress Naruto, right?"

"I…"

"Great! So let's see… I'm sure you got something workable in here…"

Sasuke sighed and looked to the heavens, mouthing 'save me' to whoever may be up there.

"Oh… Sasuke is that vinyl leather I see?"

He added a 'please' to his silent prayer.

It was sometime later when Sasuke found himself being pushed to the front door of a house he'd never been to, in clothes he never thought he'd wear and repeating a mantra he never thought he'd say.

'OhGodKillMeNow.'

Yeah. Sasuke was nervous. …Just a tad.

Sakura gave a frustrated growl behind him and leaned past him, ringing the doorbell. Before Sasuke had a chance to turn and flee, the front door swung open and Lee stood there in all his glory of a bright green sweater with a big "K" on the front. Team spirit, much?

"Sasuke-kun! Sakura-san! You came! Please come in and make yourself at home! I think Naruto-kun's almost convinced Neji-kun to try a round of DDR."

Sasuke nearly choked on his own saliva at that mental image. Why hadn't he brought his camera? Sakura was apparently thinking the same thing.

"Damnit!" She hissed. "Should've brought my camera…"

Lee ushered them in, telling Sakura he had a video camera somewhere and would dig it out later. Sakura told him she was going to hold him to that and dragged Sasuke inside the house.

The door shut with a click. He was officially trapped.

Well, more like rooted to the spot, watching as Naruto kept nudging Neji toward the foam pad on the floor that had arrows sticking in the four cardinal directions. "C'mon Nejiiiii. Scared you'll slip up?"

The long-haired young man scoffed. "Of course not."

"Then take a shot at it!"

"I will not make a fool of myself like Lee."

Lee beamed. Naruto sighed and turned to the others in the room. "Hear that guys? Neji doesn't have the what it takes to play with the big boys."

Neji twitched. "Naruto…"

"I mean, I can understand… most white guys don't have DDR skills but for an ASIAN guy to not have the skill is a cryin' shame. Don't worry, Neji. We won't tell anyone."

Sasuke could swear Neji snarled as he stood up, tossed his long, raven hair over his shoulder and stepped onto the pad. "Prepare to eat your words, Uzumaki."

Naruto had a very smug and satisfied look on his face. Turning, he greeted the two newest guests with a wide grin and his arms outstretched, almost mirroring Lee a few minutes ago. "Sakura-chan! I knew you couldn't resist my charm and clever wiles for too long!"

Sakura rolled her eyes, hugging Naruto. "Of course not. I go where the good food is."

Naruto pouted before turning his attention to Sasuke, who became vaguely aware that his shoes were feeling like lead. Yes, that's why he was rooted to the spot. And they were on fire, too, which was why he was sweating.

"Yo, Sasuke!" Naruto greeted, wrapping an arm around Sasuke's shoulders and steering him into the living room where Neji was making a new record and not even breaking a sweat.

It seemed everyone else in the room was sweating for him.

Or were they panting…?

The brunette ended with a jump, received his score, and gave a haughty look to Naruto before sitting down and taking a deep breath, tossing his hair back once again.

He'd taken everyone else's breath away, too.

Even Sakura was looking a little flushed. "Wow… he's good."

Sasuke 'hmph'd' before freezing when Naruto looked over at him. "Say something?"

The brunette squeaked out a 'no' before he found himself being guided to the sofa and made to sit down. A heavy weight settled beside him as Naruto reached his hand up. "Lee! Gimme a coke and… uh, …Sasuke what do you want?"

Sasuke had to force himself to not say anything extremely stupid. "C-coke's fine."

Sakura arched a brow. "You don't drink soft drinks…" She muttered to him.

"First time for everything?" Sasuke squeaked again as Lee handed him an unopened can of Coke. Sasuke made to open his to see Naruto had already chugged away about half of his own.

Sakura sweatdropped. "God, Naruto. You're such a pig."

"Aww, no I'm not, Sakura-chan! I'm a growin' boy!"

'Man.' Sasuke mentally corrected, taking a sip of his drink. 'Definitely a man.' Sasuke's eyes lingered on Naruto's form for a split second. 'Yup. Man.'

Naruto, obviously to Sasuke's appraising looks, hooted as one of his classmates, Kiba, got up to show off his DDR moves.

Needless to say, Neji was perfectly sure that no one would be breaking his record anytime soon.

It was indeed a comfortable atmosphere. Sasuke even knew most of the people there; with the exception of maybe one or two students he couldn't place names to their faces. Sakura often left to speak to others but would always come back to check up on him.

Not that she needed to. Interestingly enough, Naruto hadn't left his side. Granted, Sasuke hadn't moved an inch and the sofa was rather comfortable, but still the blond made everyone else come talk to him instead of going to them. "I'm relaxin'!" He'd say before reclining back into his seat, draping his arms across the back of the sofa and innocently behind Sasuke in the process.

This only caused the young Uchiha to blush brightly and straighten up, his back rigid, becoming the epitome of posture.

Finally, everyone had taken a round at the DDR game, even Sakura, who did excellent and ranked right up there beside Neji who admired her talent the only way he could: Broodingly.

"So! Everyone gone at least once?" Naruto inquired as he glanced around the room. His eyes settled on Sasuke and a broad smirk crossed his features. "Oh wait… Sasuke-kun hasn't gone!"

Sasuke squeaked. His mind was reeling over Naruto tacking '-kun' to the end of his name and the fact that Naruto wanted him to get up and dance in front of a bunch of people. He was going to kill Sakura for dragging him along.

Before he realized what was going on, Naruto had maneuvered him up in front of the TV and onto the soft foam pad with the brightly colored arrow buttons. "Choose your song, Sasuke!"

Sasuke gave a pleading look to Sakura who smirked and pretended that she couldn't understand what he wanted. He glared at her before turning back to the TV. Right… He could do this…

Whoever was up in the clouds wanted him dead. Sighing, he tapped his foot on the right arrow and began to go down the list of songs, stopping on one he particularly liked. 'Oh, why the hell not?'

With that, he hit the select button and gulped. Sure, he'd played a little bit with Sakura, but never in FRONT of people…

Naruto gaped. "Afronova! You're going to dance to Afronova!"

Sasuke squeezed his eyes closed as the music started open before realizing he would need to see the steps to dance to them. The arrows made their appearance and Sasuke swallowed what was left of his nervousness and moved.

OK, so maybe 'a little bit' was a mild understatement. Sasuke liked DDR. And he had the uncanny ability to read steps faster than anyone else he knew.

Which is why he ended the song with a max combo and new high score. Neji was bristling, Sakura was whistling and others clapped. Naruto looked amazed. "Dude! You got some skills! You must go to the arcade all the time!"

Sasuke flushed a little bit and sat back down beside Naruto. "Not really… Sakura and I play at home sometimes…"

"That explains how Sakura can freestyle End of the Century…" Naruto muttered to himself.

Lee was putting in a movie for them all to watch as a select few excused themselves, saying they had somewhere else to be. About eight or nine people remained, all of whom Sasuke at least knew their names. Lee's living room was huge, and everyone was seated comfortably somewhere in there. Sasuke sat on one end of a sofa, Naruto beside him and a guy named Shikamaru half asleep on the other end. Sakura was sitting beside Neji and had somehow managed to pull him into a conversation. He seemed to be a bit more interested than he was trying to let on. Lee was sitting in front of a large armchair that was seating a girl named Tenten and over on the floor were a plump young man with a large bowl of chips and another boy with a dog sitting on his head, Chouji and Kiba.

The lights were down and Lee's booming surround sound system pulled their attention toward the large TV screen as the movie started. Sasuke's brows rose to find Neji's arm casually draping on the back of the sofa behind Sakura, who had grabbed a pillow to hold on. What was the movie they were watching? He hadn't been paying attention…

He sneakily let his eyes glance over to Naruto who had been prodding a now-snoozing Shikamaru with his finger. The man hadn't budged and Naruto gave up, looking over to Sasuke. "Out like a light," He whispered before settling back into his seat. "Perfect."

Sasuke was about to ask why it was 'perfect' when Naruto sprawled across the length of the sofa, propping his feet on Shikamaru and his head in Sasuke's lap. Sasuke could've died right there.

'OhGodOhGodOhGod!' Sasuke whimpered, willing all his blood to not travel southward. Naruto seemed oblivious as he made himself comfortable. "Ah… what movie is this again, Lee?"

"Grease," Lee replied.

Sasuke's jaw fell.

Tenten sighed, "It's RENT. Lee couldn't tell the difference between Monty Python and Harry Potter if you gave him the DVD cases."

"They're both British!" Lee countered.

"Oooh," Naruto replied, snuggling deeper into the sofa and Sasuke's lap.

Sasuke inwardly groaned. HOW was he supposed to enjoy a movie when he had the object of his affections doing this to him!

"Hey, Sasuke, could you scratch my head? It feels good."

The answer was obvious. He wasn't supposed to focus on the movie. Resigning to his fate, Sasuke reached up and began to scratch Naruto's scalp through tuffs of blond hair.

This would be the ultimate trial of his willpower.

To be continued…

AN: First of all, those who have been patient, thank you. If you would take the time to look at my profile you would see that I am on a temporary hiatus. I don't know when I'll get back to writing on a regular basis but all I ask is that you be patient.

Those of you who are familiar with DDR will probably find this chapter a bit more humorous than others but at least I updated something! Woo! Of course, the image of Neji doing DDR will forever be engrained into my memory.

Your reviews and comments are appreciated and thanks for keeping in tune! I wish I could respond to them all but there are so many! (shock)

Oh, and "D"… my brother goes by "D" so when I read your review I was like "Oh, God, my brother read this!" XD

Phoe-chan