All right! A little late seeing as I didn't have this chapter typed. Sorry, It's all written, but it's in a notebook, I have to retype everything. And I've had exams sooo ya. Oh, and due to majority rule, I will leave the title alone, hehe. Anyway, here we go!

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.


Sasuke waited impatiently for his friend, if you could call them that, to get in the car. He had told his chauffer to drop him at Neji's so he could pick up his baby, now that he knew where it was, before Neji scratched the new glossy black paint. While he waited he quickly examined the leather seats as well as the dash. Neji hadn't mentioned anything about them making out in his car, but who knew, he doubted the Hyuuga would have mentioned it seeing as it was his car.

Just as he deemed it sanitary the passenger door opened and Neji slid in gracefully.

Just as Sasuke was about to start the car he did a double take. Neji's normally braided or pulled back hair was hanging loose around his shoulders. The only thing pulled back was a bit of hair that would have hung in his face was pulled back over the top of his head in a loose ponytail.

Neji, noticing Sasuke's stare shifted uneasily before turning to look out the window. He didn't think Sasuke would notice his wardrobe change so quickly, but then again, maybe Sasuke noticed him more than he gave him credit for. He had left it down seeing as his little tanuki had been so adamant that he leave it down all through the previous night. He could only pray it provided some way of gaining the red-head's attention. That, or at least keep him from a brutal death at the hands of the one he was so enamored by.

Sasuke, after getting over his shock, merely scoffed at his friend's actions before putting the car into gear and pulling out of the Hyuuga's driveway. Honestly, he didn't know why he was helping Neji –or why Neji even called him for that matter- but he could only assume that deep, deep… deep down, he considered the Hyuuga a friend. Eck, I can't believe I'm even thinking about this. In order to shift his thoughts, he began contemplating whether or not he should try out Tobi's idea, and if he did, was it really worth it? He had already lost his pride as an athlete and a fighter at the hand of the blonde. Did he really want to risk the rest of his pride for a date? A date that may or may not lead to sex?

Not to mention, he wasn't really willing to work for sex. All his past one-night-stands had just fallen into his hands. He might not even get to sleep with the blonde, wouldn't that be a waste of time. Sigh.

Before either of them knew it they were pulling into the dojo parking lot.

Sasuke noticed that there was a considerable number of cars compared the when he had dropped Tobi off. Before he even put the car in park, Neji was out the door and striding quickly toward the dojo entrance. Sasuke sighed, his friend –scratch that- child hood acquaintance, was acting whipped, and it was embarrassing! As he watched the Hyuuga disappear inside he decided he would park the car and deal with Neji after he dealt with his own problems. That was easiest.

[With Neji]

Neji entered the dojo with an air of uncertainty, apprehension, and want. He tried to mask it as best he could, but he couldn't help but feel like his stomach was being attacked by butterflies. Or maybe gnawed at by piranhas was a better metaphor; especially since he was nervous about approaching Gaara, as well as, whether or not Gaara would murder him.

His eyes scanned the room in search of that fiery red hair. He saw two boys standing in the middle of the floor having a standoff; probably to see who would attack first. He saw Shikamaru sleeping in a corner, three more boys watching the two in the middle, and Naruto examining the fight as any teacher would, but no Gaara. He was almost crying with frustration, on the inside of course, had the red-head already left? If he was staying with Naruto, then he had to live somewhere far away. Maybe had returned home already.

He was just about to leave when he felt a slight tug at his pants. Looking down he was surprised to see Sasuke's nephew staring at him with a huge smile.

"Neji-san! Why are you here? Did Uncle Sa'ke bring you?" asked the boy excitedly.

"Um," Neji hesitated as his eyes scanned the room once more. He saw neither hide nor hair of Gaara which made him feel somewhat disappointed, but his nervousness did die down. After he confirmed, for the third time, that Gaara was indeed absent from the room he returned his gaze to the little boy in front of him. "Yes, actually." Neji plastered on a professional smile, "I forced your uncle into going with me to our high school reunion last night and now he's forcing me to come here with him." Neji's eyes cast over the room one more time despite already knowing his desire was nowhere to be found.

"Are you looking for someone Neji-san," asked Tobi curiously. He had noticed Neji's longing gaze and had allowed his own gaze to drift around the room. It was easy for Tobi to see the hidden emotion in those eyes. He was after all, an Uchiha, he had to be able to read other people if he was to succeed in life. But who was he looking for? The only people who where here were Naruto and his three guests: Temari, Shikamaru, and Gaara. Naruto was in the room and so was Shikamaru so it couldn't be them, and Tobi knew for a fact that Neji-san knew Temari and Shikamaru were married since Shikamaru worked for his daddy's company. So that could only leave…

"Of course not, Tobi," Neji said calmly, his smile never changing, "Didn't I tell you your uncle dragged me here? Speaking of which he should be here soon, why don't you go find him?"

Tobi stared at Neji bemused when something clicked in his childish mind. Smiling brightly he quickly leapt at Neji to give his leg a hug before shouting, "Alright Neji-san! I'll go find Uncle Sa'ke… but Neji-san… did you forget to condition your hair like you usually do? Usually if your hair is down it's all straight and shiny, but right now it looks… weird." Tobi looked at Neji innocently, as if he hadn't just insulted the older man.

Neji, out of reflex, gripped his hair with both hands as if to make t look better, not that he knew what was wrong.

"The bathroom is over there," Tobi pointed to a room on the other side of the dojo with a smile. "I'll go find Uncle Sa'ke." Giving Neji one last smile Tobi rushed off.

Neji immediately moved for the bathroom. There was no way he was going to leave his hair down if Gaara wasn't there, and apparently it looked weird! Maybe that was why Sasuke had stared! Not because it was different, but because it looked bad! His hair never looked bad.

He rushed into the bathroom and ran straight for the mirror; his hands running through the straight, silky strands. What had Tobi been talking about? His hair looked perfectly fine! He ran his hands through it a few more times to double check when suddenly a flash of green and red caught his gaze.

"Is it not customary to knock?"

Neji was frozen; staring at the image in the mirror. There stood Gaara with a paper towel in hand; signifying that he had washed his hands and was drying them when Neji had rushed in.

Gaara stared at them man; waiting for him to say something.

Slowly, Neji let go of his hair and let it pool loosely around his shoulders one more. As he turned around to face the boy he composed himself. "My apologies… I did not think anyone was in here; however, it seems as if fate is on my side. I was looking for you. I-," he faltered slightly as he contemplated how he should approach the subject. "I had hoped to speak with you before you returned home." Neji waited, he had sparked the conversation, now all he needed was for Gaara to come out and talk to him. While waiting he couldn't help but notice that Gaara's hair was spiked up a little and it showed a very interesting tattoo on his forehead. Also, he hadn't noticed before, but the boy had no eyebrows! However, he felt that both traits only made the boy look even hotter.

Gaara stared at him for a few moments. His face was as emotionless as ever; he waited to hear more before realizing that Neji was waiting for a reaction from him. Frowning, for Gaara did not like to speak much, Gaara replied, "So speak."

"I-," Neji fought to maintain composure. He halted himself in mid speech as he realized that he was acting like a girl. Finding his inner self he let a smirk slide onto his face before striding forward. Yes, he did not want the Subaku to kill him for invading his privacy, but he could think of no other way to get his message across. He stopped after he was about seven inches (17.78 cm) from the Subaku. He towered over the other man by a head. He tilted his head forward so that his hair cascaded in front of Gaara's sharp jade eyes. He had worn it down for a reason, why not use it? "I had hoped we might talk more in private, and… comfortable. Perhaps a restaurant?" inquired Neji, slipping into negotiation mode, with a hint of flirtatious undertone.

Gaara narrowed his eyes at the closeness of the other man; however when his hair slipped forward he couldn't help, but stair. He wanted to grab it and entwine his fingers just like the night before, but he had to restrain himself. No way was he going to let the Hyuuga get to him. When Neji hinted at something about a restaurant he simply nodded his head before turning to leave.

Neji was surprised when Gaara nodded, but even more so when he just turned and started walking away. He stared after the man, once more unsure of what he should do.

Gaara paused in the door way to look back at Neji as he stared after him. He raised a non-existent eyebrow in question, but when the Hyuuga didn't respond, he glared. Damn him, making him speak more than normal, hadn't the previous night been conversational enough? "Are you coming?"

Neji started in surprise when Gaara questioned him, but quickly understood the meaning to Gaara's question and moved to follow him.

As they headed for the door to the dojo he heard Gaara mutter, "You're paying."

"But of course," smirked Neji, glad that he was getting his way.

They passed through the door just as Sasuke entered. He raised an eyebrow at Neji's departure but said nothing. He was here for another reason… well, other than to pick up his nephew of course.

It wasn't hard to find the blonde. He was standing in the middle of the room instructing two, probably pre-teen, boys as they fought each other in slow motion so as to get the moves right. He glanced around for an appropriate spot before making himself comfortable in a spectator chair in a corner of the room. All the while he watched lustfully as the blonde extended an arm to show proper technique, while at the same time giving Sasuke a perfect view of his perfectly toned arms. He couldn't help but stare.

Naruto could feel the eyes on him. As he watched the boys set up for a new round of sparring he glanced around the room until he saw the source. Black eyes bore into his body with an intense hunger. He quickly turned to focus on the task at hand in hopes of ignoring the obviously lustful stare he was receiving. Honestly though, he probably would have thought the man was glaring at him had not Shikamaru warned him earlier…

"Naruto,"

Naruto opened his eyes in response to the call of his name. Shikamaru was looking at him expectantly from where he had been 'sleeping' for the past ten minutes. "What's up, man?"

"Can I talk to you? Alone?" Shikamaru's face betrayed no emotion as he waited patiently for Naruto's response.

"Sure." Naruto made to stand up when Shikamaru motioned for him to remain where he was. Shikamaru turned an expectant gaze to Kiba, who had been talking animatedly with Tobi for the past five minutes after Sasuke and Naruto's 'little spar'.

Kiba scoffed before standing up and motioning for Tobi to follow him. Figures Shikamaru would be the only person to ever demand someone else to leave when it was he who wanted to have a private conversation.

After Kiba left and he double checked that Gaara was off in his own corner of the room Shikamaru slid closer to Naruto.

"So what did you want to talk about?" inquired Naruto.

"It's about Sasuke," informed the brunette.

Naruto raised a questioning eyebrow.

"He's lusting for you," explained the genius.

Naruto gave him a looked mixed between disbelief and confusion.

Shikamaru sighed as he muttered, "Troublesome... It's not that hard to understand. He hated you in high school so why else would he be… somewhat… nice to you? You've changed from a thin little shrimp to a well toned, fully grown man, and he's lusting after you."

Naruto thought over the words as he recalled how Sasuke had been acting. It made a little sense, "Okay…"

"Look, you should know, whatever he is planning he's trying to get into your pants," continued Shikamaru, "I've seen the looks he's been throwing you a few times before, seeing as I work for him."

"Then why did he ask for a date if he won our sparring match? Like I would have sex with someone on the first date," scoffed Naruto.

"Well, he couldn't very well say 'If I win you have to let me fuck you'," Shikamaru rolled his eyes at the blonde man in front of him.

Naruto cringed at his rude language.

"Besides," continued Shikamaru, "You know that you wouldn't have sex on the first date, and I know that, but Sasuke doesn't know that, and he can be very… persuasive. That or he'd get you drunk and take advantage of it." Shikamaru shrugged as if the idea was nothing, but Naruto's eyes bulged.

"How should I get him to leave me alone?" asked Naruto somewhat worriedly.

"Short of beating him up more than you already have?" contemplated Shikamaru.

Naruto frown, "Fighting is for defense purposes only… so unless he tries to rape me while I'm coherent enough to fight, beating him up is not an option."

"Well, then I have no idea," shrugged Shikamaru, "That's why I'd thought I'd warn you. Just be on your guard."

With that, Shikamaru scooted back to his original spot and rolled over to fall asleep. Leaving Naruto to contemplate his warning.

Naruto watched as his last pupil left for the day. However, he was not looking forward to what was to happen next. He could sense the black haired man behind him. Tobi had run off with Kiba so the Uchiha had yet to leave.

Naruto sighed before turning to face the man. "Can I help you? Didn't we agree that if I won that sparring match that you wouldn't bother me?' Naruto referenced the fight in a blind attempt at ridding himself of his new stalker. A stalker he was not happy about one bit.

"We never specified what 'bothering' you was, so, until we do, I'm going to assume that I am free to speak to you," replied Sasuke in a smug voice.

"What do you want teme?" Naruto had to suppress a sigh.

"I would like to ask you on a date," Sasuke informed. There, he said it, he was officially trying Tobi's plan.

Naruto frowned as he thought how to respond.

"We agreed that if you won the sparring match I'd go on a date with you, not that I would go if you lost."

"I realize that," responded Sasuke smoothly, "But that was then and this is now, and now, I'm asking if you would willingly go on a date with me."

"And if I say no?" asked Naruto suspiciously.

Sasuke hesitated, if the blonde said no, then of course he would just leave it at that, but he couldn't tell Naruto that, or else he'd definitely say no.

"Well, if you were to say no," began Sasuke, "I would find endless ways that would not be considered 'bothering' you, to ask until you said yes.

Naruto paled slightly at the thought. He didn't know that the Uchiha was lying through his teeth. All he could imagine was the Uchiha stalking him and making his life miserable just like in high school. He could not let that happen, but at the same time, if he didn't give the Uchiha sex after the first date, wouldn't that mean more meaningless dates, over and over again, until something gave? He didn't want either to happen! He had to nip this in the butt and quickly.

"Very well," conceded Naruto, "but I prefer simple dates, so we can just eat dinner somewhere and go to your house and watch a movie. That okay with you?"

Sasuke smirked, "Perfect, we can eat at my house too. Tomorrow at 7:00?" Sasuke inquired in a smug voice at having won the battle."

Naruto had to force a smile as he noticed the victory that danced in the Uchiha's eyes.

"Fine, but don't be a second late! Otherwise I won't go!" Naruto allowed his smile to slip as he contemplated setting his clock ten minutes fast just to avoid this 'date'. He didn't even notice when Sasuke leaned close enough to whisper in his ear.

"Tomorrow then, dobe," Sasuke blew gently in the blonde's ear. Let the seduction begin.


Okay, until someone answers, these two questions will always be here: What's the difference between hits and visits, and are any of you readers guys?

*~* DeviousDevil :)