~*Sexiest Ninja of Konoha*~: I have decided that I hate Sasuke cause he's a butt-face xD

And I just realized I forgot my disclaimers x_x oh well: I don't own Naruto, because if I did, I wouldn't be writing fanficition…

"Dammit, I'm back in this airport again," Sakura muttered, pulling her purse strap higher on her shoulder. Naruto grinned at her; this was the first time she had seen him in the morning without a hangover.

"Yup, and it's gonna be for a while, so get comfortable," he folded his arms behind his head. Sakura rolled her eyes, shoving her suitcase against his chest.

"Oompf! What was that for?" he asked angrily. She shrugged.

"I'm tired of carrying it," she teased, turning her back on him and leading the way to their terminal. Naruto grumbled at her, pulling her suitcase behind him. Sasuke stuck his hands into his pockets. Leave it up to Kakashi to book them an eight o'clock Sunday flight to Nagasaki, of all places.

"Sasuke? You have the tickets?" Neji asked, checking his pockets. Sasuke frowned. He thought Naruto had them.

"No..." he trailed off, glaring at Naruto. He blinked.

"What?" he asked blankly. Sasuke shook his head. If that idiot lost the tickets...

"Don't get your panties in a bunch; I have them," Sakura called over her shoulder. She waved them over her head. Naruto watched her hips move hungrily.

"What I wouldn't do..." he grinned at Sasuke before taking off to walk next to Sakura. Sasuke shook his head. What an idiot. They arrived at the check-in belt. Ignoring the long line, the group walked past to the first-class line. They deposited all their items for checking, stepping through the metal-detector. Each got through without incident. Sasuke glanced at his watch. They were about ten minutes late. Who knew Sakura wore so much metal?

"Come on, or we'll miss our flight," he snapped. He wasn't in a very good mood. He had gotten about two hours of sleep last night. He blamed it on his arm, but he knew that wasn't it. It was the voice again.

"Sasuke? You ok?" Sakura whispered, falling into step next to him and placing a light hand on his arm. He looked up, surprised. When had she gotten there? He shrugged it off.

"I'm fine," he mumbled. She looked unconvinced.

"Ok," she said quietly. She looked ahead as Neji and Naruto handed their tickets to the young man behind the desk. She stepped forward, handing hers as well. He nodded at her, winking. She giggled, shaking her hips slowly as she walked down the hallway to the loading dock. He watched her hungrily. His anger flared again. He slammed his ticket down in front of him, not bothering to wait for his reaction as he followed Sakura. He walked onto the plane, his eyes searching for a familiar face. He spotted Sakura sitting in a window seat. He walked over, sitting down next to her. She glanced at him, staring back out the window.

"I wish you wouldn't do that," he muttered. Sakura shifted her gaze to him once more.

"Do what?" she asked.

"Flirt with every guy you see, that's what," he folded his arms. She shrugged.

"I don't mean to; and why do you care?" she asked suspiciously. He blinked. Oops.

"Because... you're giving the ANBU a bad name, if you act like a slut," he said. She bristled. Slut? Is that what he had called her?

"Excuse me?" she said, laughing in disbelief. He had not just called her that. If there was one name she hated being called, it was slut. It's not that she was angry at the insult, so much as she knew it was true.

"I said you're giving ANBU a bad name by acting like. A. Slut," he said, emphasizing the last words. Sakura's mouth trembled. He had called her that. She turned her body away from his. She was hurt by his sudden anger, but she tried not to show it. And she had thought he was different.

"Dude, you totally stepped in it this time," Naruto snickered from behind him. Sasuke rolled his eyes. He was this close to killing somebody. Naruto was no exception.

"Shut up ass face," he shot at him. Naruto sat back in his seat.

"Who pissed in your cornflakes princess?" he asked, half amused half agitated by Sasuke's attitude. Naruto instead turned his attention to Sakura.

"Don't listen to this fuck; you're not a slut, you're a refined young lady," he told her. She giggled. It was hard to stay mad with Naruto whispering in your ear.

"Whatever," she mumbled good-naturedly. She sat back in her chair, laying her head against it.

"Anyone bring a spare set of headphones? This idiot just broke mine," Neji complained. Naruto shrugged.

"They shouldn't have been hanging from the seat like that!" he defended himself. Sasuke rubbed his temples. This was going to be a long flight.

-X-

Sasuke took a deep breath, his eyebrow twitching. Eight and a half hours of nonstop gibberish from Naruto hadn't improved his mood in the least. Sakura brushed past him, her kitten-toed heels digging into his foot. He shut his eyes. Sure. Why the hell not? That's all that was left.

"You guys, over here! Got a call from Kakashi," Naruto called, waving the other three over. They crowded around, each trying to push their ear up to the receiver.

"Trust that you've gotten to Nagasaki safely. The limo will come for you soon. You'll be staying at the Mount Inasa Kankoh Hotel. I expect you guys to befriend these men; don't kill them yet. Find out what they know, then finish the job," Kakashi was saying. Naruto nodded at the phone.

"We will Kakashi; we won't fail you!" he cried. Neji hit him upside the head.

"Good. Now, get going; I have information that they will be at the club tonight, so hurry your asses home to get ready. And please, no one do anything we'll all regret," Kakashi warned before hanging up. Naruto shut his phone.

"Well, you heard the man, let's get going," he said. They followed him out the door and, sure enough, a black limo was parked in front of the airport. Convenient. They piled in, letting the driver handle their luggage. Sakura seated herself far away from Sasuke.

"So, what's the plan?" Naruto asked, trying to fill in the tense, awkward silence. Sakura eyed him shrewdly.

"We wait and see them, see what we're dealing with, then wing it," she said. Obviously.

"Sounds good to me; any other takers?" Naruto asked. Sakura turned her back on them, staring out the window. She needed to get away from them, needed a drink. She slapped herself mentally. And she had thought Sasuke was different! She thought that she had actually started... well, she was wrong anyway. She watched the cars pass her, the many faces, and she wondered, not for the first time, if any of them had ever been in love. She longed to know what that felt like.

-X-

Neji leaned against the door to their hotel room, flipping the key in his hand as he waited for the others to catch up.

"One room? We're all going to share one room?" Naruto was still complaining. Neji looked up as he rounded the corner, still pulling Sakura's luggage. He shook his head. That woman could make anyone do her bidding by batting an eyelash.

"Don't worry, I'm sure it's a joined suite, now shut up, you're giving me a headache," Neji snapped at him. Naruto folded his arms, pouting. Neji turned to the door, sliding the key in as Sakura came sauntering around the corner after Naruto. She was putting on more lipgloss. It's a wonder the damn tube wasn't empty yet. Neji pushed the door open, revealing a spacious sitting room and kitchenette. Two doors on either side of the room were half open. Neji walked over to one of them.

"Dammit, we're rooming together," he mumbled. Two full beds sat opposite each other in the room. He stiffened as Naruto peeked over his shoulder.

"Well I call this room, and I call Sakura," he informed Neji, who rolled his eyes.

"Whatever," he muttered. He had wanted to sleep in the same room as Sakura! Sasuke and Naruto each had a turn, it was his now dammit!

"Nope, I call this room," Sakura called from the other side of the living room. Naruto pouted. Neji smirked.

"Oh well, have fun with Sasuke," he snickered. Naruto shook his head.

"Oh no, you're not sticking me with Sasuke, I'm sleeping over there, with Sakura," he said, pushing past Neji. Sakura sighed. She let Neji and Naruto fight over who was sleeping in her room as Sasuke walked in, dropped his suitcase on the bed next to hers and spun on his heel, facing his squabbling temmates.

"Now neither of you are sleeping here," he said, still in a cranky mood. He didn't like it when Sakura was mad at him. Wait... no, he didn't care whether or not she was mad at him. That's what he meant.

'No, I do care... I shouldn't have called her a slut,' Sasuke thought to himself. He shook his head.

'No! I don't care! What the hell am I thinking? She's just... my teammate! Just like Naruto and Neji... except a girl,' Sasuke fought himself. What the hell was wrong with him.

"We only have three hours before it gets dark around here, so suck it up and unpack; Kakashi wants us at the club tonight, remember?" Sakura called, unzipping her suitcase which she had already placed in the closet. Sasuke rubbed the back of his neck. He needed to find a drink. Hopefull the kitchen had a bar, or store of liquor.

"Bingo," he whispered to himself, pulling out a bottle of vodka from the back of the cupboard. He poured himself a shot, leaning on the counter. Sakura heard the clink of glasses from the bedroom, but didn't bother getting up. Why did she care so much about what Sasuke thought about her?

'Is that all I am to him? A cheap slut? Does he not recognize me as a person?' Sakura asked herself. She took a deep breath.

'So what? He's an ass anyway, I don't care what he thinks about me! He's just... my teammate! Like... like Neji, or Naruto. Except an ass,' she told herself firmly. She was done caring about what he thought, done looking for him, because if Sasuke had taught her anything, it was that he didn't exist. He was just a fairytale hero out of one of her old fairytale books. Just like love, just like the person she thought Sasuke was.