Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter nor do I have any rights or make any money from writing these fic's.

Prompts taken form: dreamyraynbo challenge on live journal.

Time Line: AU, I've just taken what I like best of Naruto and thrown it into this fic.

Beauty

Harry gave a tired sigh as he lay down in the long grass and looked up at the stars. He couldn't believe what had happened earlier or what was happening to him right now.

"Harry!" a shrill voice came from far away, "Where are you my little Harry-kins? I've got you a nice new outfit for you to wear!"

Harry gave a silent groan as he stayed lying in the long grass, thanks to the grass no could see him if he stayed lying down, making sure not to move an inch.

'I am not going back there again, ever,' Harry thought to himself as he listened out for any sounds, 'I am notwearing a dress and dancing in one of their damn dances! I'm male for crying out loud.'

Earlier that day Jiriya had thought it'd be fun to make things up to Harry by taking him to a place he knew. Only he had forgotten that Harry way gay and that he was very beautiful for a male, it was his beautythat had gotten him into this situation of hiding in the field while Jiraiya enjoyed himself with the females.

"It's not like I'm pretty or anything," Harry muttered as he blew a piece of stray hair away from his face, he had chosen to grow his hair out after the war as he had noticed the longer it got the more controllable it got and that if he grew it out he'd have natural red strips in his hair.

"Harry! Why won't you come out for?" another of the female dances voices came, this time it was closer, "We promise it won't hurt…much."

"Yeah, we just want to improve your natural beauty," another dancer's voice came, "You'll attract all the men if you let us do what we want."

'Over my dead and cold body' Harry thought to himself as he stayed still.

Harry stayed still as he listened to the dancer's feet in the tall grass, making sure not to breathe too heavily or allow the dancers to get to close to him. He watched as he spotted the lights of the lanterns the dancers held up in search of him. He was now happy that he had chosen a spot by the large oak tree to hide under, when the light from the lanterns hit his area the tree shield him causing Harry to be covered in shadows.

"Harry, we know you're out here," a dancer called out, her voice carried over the field, "If you come out now we promise to only put you in the soft peach kimono instead of the bright pink kimono."

'Like that's going to get me out of hiding' Harry thought to himself as he allowed the dancers to continue their wild goose chase.

"Have you found him yet?" a voice of a dancer came from nearby causing Harry to freeze, "I want to see what he looks like with the new makeup that we brought."

"No, his still missing," another dancer answered with a sigh, "And here Ino said that Harry would be willing as he was wearing a weird dress when Ino and Sakura first meet him."

Harry let out a silent groan, how the hell did he know that wearing his robe when he first entered the village would come back to haunt him? Sighing, Harry continued to listen to the dancer's voices.

"I hope Harry doesn't become a Ninja, his too cute," the first dancer said, "He should become a dancer! His certainly cute enough!"

"Got that right," the other dancer said with a sigh, "Why is it that all of the cute one's become ninja's and die on us for?"

"I'm not sure," the first dancer said with a sigh.

Harry stayed still as he listened to the dancers speak, remembering to have a few words with Ino and Sakura, he allowed himself to get lost in thought for a while. It wasn't until a few minutes later that Harry realised that it had gone silent.

Frowning in confusion Harry listened out for the dancer's voices only to let out a yell as two sets of arms wrapped around his own.

"Oh Harry, you don't think that we'd be that stupid not to check the long grass," a dancer said, her eyes held an evil glint.

"Harry, you're so cute! And your beauty is going to be improved by our makeover!" the other dance giggled.

"Sakura! Ino! Jiriya!" Harry yelled out as he was dragged back to the theatre by the two giggling dancers, "You're all DEAD! I am NOT wearing makeup! NOOOO!"

To Be Continued...