*Cowers behind desk* I'm sorry that I haven't been updating lately. I don't know why, but I've been really lazy lately. If you haven't read this on my profile, then I'll tell you guys now: I promise to finish the stories I've already started by next June. But the likelihood of me posting anything new is very slim, for the lack of time I have.

I hope you enjoy this chapter. I actually took more time writing it than any other chapter I've written before. Probably because I have a short attention span and lack of inspiration. So if you really want me to continue, please tell me so, so I have some drive to keep going. Oh and military time is used in this story. Don't worry it's easy to figure out. Just subtract 12 from the hours and everything is normal. I used it because I've notice that in that part of the world that what digital clocks display.

"What the hell do you want, kid?"

Run! Drop the package and run! Big blue-ish man!

"Um…Uh," Sasuke was having trouble finding words. This man actually looked quite threatening. The girth of the man's vein popping biceps were about the size of Sasuke's head. And he held an air about him that said he wouldn't feel remorse if he broke every bone in a person's body.

Normally Sasuke wasn't afraid of anything, but this man was HUGE. At least three times his size and six inches taller. His mere size instilled fear and silence into the Uchiha. Which worsened when the large man growled in irritation at Sasuke's failed attempt to reply to the question.

"Quit stuttering," the man ordered, but Sasuke heard it more as a yell in his frightened state. "What the hell are you here for? I have other business to attend to. I don't have time to waste with some little kid."

Damn it! Feet move! Run you idiot, before he gets angry and crushes you!

It took all his willpower, but Sasuke shakily lifted up the brown package in his hands and presented it to the man. The man didn't react. He just stared apathetically at what was in front of him. Sasuke started to panic.

'Crap! What's gonna happen if he doesn't recognize it? Will he get even madder that I'm wasting his time?' Sasuke thought in his fearful state. His thoughts continued to become more extravagant the longer the parcel stayed in his hand. 'Fucking Itachi is going to get me killed and thrown into one of these smelly, dirt encrusted trashcans. Then my body is going to be taken on a truck to the dump, where seagulls, rats, and maggots will pick away at my flesh until there's nothing left! I'm gonna die!'

Run, fucking run!

'I can't!'

Sasuke probably would have passed out from his little panic attack if a deep chuckle hadn't snapped him out of his reverie. The chuckle slowly got louder until it turned into a full blown manic laugh. Sasuke wasn't sure which scared him more: an angry, large man who would break him for wasting his time. Or the same large man, but laughing like an escaped mental patient.

"Fucking hell, kid," the blue giant choked out between laughs. "You look ready to shit yourself. It's so damn hilarious."

'I don't find this funny,' Sasuke thought. He knew better than to say this out loud, but that didn't stop a scowl from making its way onto his face.

The large man's laugh slowly died down, every once in a while a small chuckle would escape his lips.

"Anyway, I knew who you were the whole time. You're Itachi's little brother. I just wanted to see if I could scare you shitless." The man let out a laugh as he took the package from Sasuke's grasp. Afterwards, he reached out and grabbed Sasuke's wrist, pulling him inside the building. "Come on, kid. Your brother told me to give you something special for being a good boy and bringing this down here."

Gripping Sasuke's tightly, the large man brought him through a hallway, lit with pink lights. It had many white doors that were numbered in their thirties. While being dragged, Sasuke attempted futilely to escape from the large man's death grip.

"Um, my brother never mentioned this," Sasuke's voice came out as more of a plead than anything else. Little warning bells were going off in head, but he couldn't do anything about it.

"Don't worry," the man turned back briefly, never breaking his stride and gave Sasuke a grin. His teeth looked surprisingly sharp, like fangs or animal jaws. "Nothing bad's going to happen to you."

It didn't take long for the burly man to drag Sasuke to their intended destination; the heart of The Flower Garden. There were several platforms around the club where barley dressed women were swinging their hips and sensually removing their scant clothing to the beat of some sleazy song. Crowds of screaming men were placed around the club, trying to compete for the best view of their favorite half naked girl. In the very center of the club was a long pink cat walk, illuminated with little bulbs around the edge and glitter all along the walk way. At the end was a shiny golden pole. There were chairs all around the cat walk, with one specific, cushioned chair right in front of the stripper pole.

Sasuke's stomach sank as he was forced into the cushioned chair. He could see where this was going and wasn't liking it at all. The big muscled man that had forced Sasuke to sit down was still standing behind him, holding him down by the shoulders. This was only adding to Sasuke's anxious feelings.

You should have run when you had the chance.

'Shut up. You're not helping, really.'

"Kisame-senpai!" Sasuke turned his head to see a boy with shoulder length white hair, about Sasuke's age, walking towards him and the muscled man. " Kisame-senpai, where's the stuff you went to get? Some of the girls need a pick-me-up."

"Oh yeah, I forgot," replied the big man, apparently named Kisame. "I was treating Itachi's little brother to some entertainment."

"So this is Itachi-san's little brother, huh?" the white haired boy said, eyeing Sasuke with a cat like grin, his eyes alight with laughter. "Enjoying the sights, Itachi-san's brother?"

"Not really," Sasuke replied. He had a feeling that this guy knew more about him than he was comfortable with. "And I have a name; it's not 'Itachi-san's brother.' "

"Yeah, yeah, that's nice. Hey Kisame-senpai, go perk up the girls already. You remember what happened last time they didn't get their fixes?"

Kisame frowned slightly. "Damn. I wanted to see the show." He let go of Sasuke's shoulder and started walking in some unknown direction. Perfectly navigating himself through the crowd of screaming, horny men.

"What did he mean by 'show'? " Sasuke asked the white haired boy. He was becoming more uncomfortable by the second.

The boy, if possible, widened his cat smile, effectively showing off sharp canines.

"You'll see in a little bit. Nothing to worry about."

Suddenly the lights were shut off completely along with the music. The only source of light was coming from the catwalk. Two spot lights were aimed at the start of the runway, enticingly showing focus on the sparkle infused pink curtains. Sensual, up beat music began to play throughout the whole club. This caused almost every man in the room to start cheering as they filed into the seats around the long, light up stage. They knew what was about to happen.

Over the surround sound speakers a man's voice boomed through the club.

"Gentlemen, the moment we've all been waiting for has arrived. She's been in the back getting excited at the thought of seeing all of you here tonight. And of course she's more than ready to please one of you lucky spectators. Give a hand for the naughty school girl herself: Karin."

At that a long black, thigh high socked leg peeked out from the opening in the curtains. And soon that leg was followed by a lean, red haired girl. She was wearing the standard black go-go strapped heels that many strippers before her were working tonight. Her black socks were held up by lacey straps coming out from a red, plaid skirt that barely covered her intimate parts. A tight transparent white collared shirt was wrapped around her torso, knotted right under her fair sized breasts, and exposing her flat stomach. The shirt was left unbuttoned, allowing her lacey black bra to be seen. Her face wasn't anything special, but somewhat cute with the pair of thick rimmed glasses that sat across her nose. Predictably her red hair was pulled back into two pigtails, further completing that generic school girl look.

Karin, apparently the girl's name, began sauntering towards the end of the runway. She was excessively swaying her hips and flipping her skirt to the beat of the random dance song. When she got in front of the pole and Sasuke, who was unfortunately placed there, she gave a wink and began to twirl. This gave Sasuke and all the men in the crowd a very detailed view of what was-or wasn't-under the girl's short skirt.

Men all around Sasuke were cheering and throwing bills at the girl. Obviously they were very appreciative of the show. Sasuke, however, was actually a little frightened. He had always found female genitals to be somewhat disgusting whenever he'd seen them in health class or porn. His house unfortunately only had straight men pornography. But to see them this up close and in real life made him want to throw up or scream, probably even both. However his is pride stopped him from doing either. Instead he tried to focus on what he was going to do to his dear brother for placing him in such a situation.

'Sick fuck. Probably wetting himself because he thinks he's so funny for doing this to me,' Sasuke growled in his head as Karin's bare ass pointed in his direction.

Girls are yucky.

The dance continued for a few more minutes as Karin stripped down to her bra and socks. Bills of varying worth covered the pink glittered stage. It actually surprised Sasuke that she could practically have sex with a pole and not slip on all those pieces of paper. And to his amusement, many of the very appreciative men in the crowd had so much blood gushing from their noses it was a miracle they hadn't passed out; most likely to stay conscious to see more.

Lost in his thoughts observing the other men in the club, Sasuke didn't notice that the stripper had left the catwalk and had descended the stairs off on the side. He stayed obvious until a pair of soft breasts began bouncing in front of his face. Shocked, Sasuke looked up to see Karin's face, which he noticed was trying to seem sexy and innocent at the same time. Her hands were placed on the armrests of Sasuke's chair, slowly climbing into his lap. A spotlight was suddenly aimed on at the pair, allowing everyone to see what was going to happen to the dark haired teen.

"Seems like naughty little Karin has found her target," announced the voice over the speakers.

"Hi," the girl above Sasuke whispered in his ear, "I'm Karin. It's nice to meet you."

Sasuke could hear the words coming from her mouth, but all he could think about was how her bare feminine parts were touching his pants. God, he was hoping that dancing in front of a bunch of perverted men didn't turn her on.

"Just relax and I'll take of you."

Naruto stared gloomily at his online friend list, which was displayed in the right side of his monitor. Currently, the only people online were the random strangers he had acquired in various chat rooms. None of them were whom he was waiting for or eager to talk to. Sasuke had promised that they would talk tonight to make up for his lack of presence in Naruto's apartment, but his screen name was grey in the offline list.

It was 20:38; dinner finished, homework completed, and night time bath had been already taken. As soon as the blonde had gotten home he had rushed to the computer to turn on his instant messenger; just to make sure he wouldn't miss Sasuke. Then quickly proceeded to finish anything possible that would be required before ending the day.

He had finish at 19:30, over an hour ago. Ever since then, Naruto had longingly waited for Sasuke's screen name to change lists and make an online sound, that would alert an already aware Naruto of his arrival. But nothing happened on the screen other than the clock in the bottom toolbar changing in numerical order. Naruto was getting more and more discouraged as he watched as some of the people on his friends list signed off, deciding it was time to sleep.

21:19. No Sasuke.

21:31.

21:46.

22:09. Still no Sasuke.

Naruto couldn't stand looking at the computer anymore. If Sasuke was going to sign on then he would have to message the blonde first. Naruto wasn't going to wait around for him like some lovesick girl anymore.

Instead, he opted to lay out his uniform for tomorrow to keep his mind off his computer. Sometimes, because of his messiness, he would end up losing his school shirts in the piles of clothes littered everywhere. Then he would have to settle for wearing the one he wore the previous day, smelling strongly of sweat.

Clothes searching this time didn't take long considering the apartment was still clean from his aunt's visit a couple of days ago. Every piece of his uniform was already hanging neatly when the blonde opened his closet. But there was something in the far corner that caught his eyes; a teal sun dress with a green sash under the bust. A grey cardigan with sleeves that went to the elbows was draped around the dress. This was one of the many outfits that Haku had picked out for him on their shopping trip together. Neatly, in the very back of the closet was a black wig, perched on a white plastic bust.

Staring at the outfit, Naruto couldn't help envisioning himself wearing it on a date with Sasuke. He imagined them walking in the park, holding hands and smiling lovingly at each other like other couples.

"Yeah like other couples," Naruto said quietly to himself as he eyed the long hair of the wig. "One boy and one girl."

22:58. KitsunesGrin has signed off.