'Why did I need to be a cheerleader anyway?' Naruto thought annoyed as he strolled through the school halls. It was clear they were gonna fail the cheer contest. Not to mention with Sasuke in his class, everyone was gonna be more focused on the game than the cheerleaders. He then paused in front of his locker as another thought ran through his mind. The school tournament was in about a week. They were both going to be pretty busy with practice. …which meant the two of them weren't going to be able to walk home together, or hang out. Something about that bothered him, and the fact that he was bothered, bothered him even more.

"Why the hell should I care?" He mumbled as he opened his locker "I could use a break anyways. He drives me nuts!"
"Who drives you nuts?"
"GAH!"
Naruto nearly had a heart attack. Startled and embarrassed, he turned around, hand clinched to his heart, and glared annoyingly at Sasuke; which had no effect due to his cherry red face.
"Bastard!"
"Good morning to you too."
"Shut-up! I don't have time to deal with you!"
"Ah that's right, you've got to focus on a sexy new dance routine." Naruto rolled his eyes and shoved his math book in his locker. Which gave Sasuke the moment he was waiting for. "Well, I wish you luck-" and swatted him on the ass "babe." Before high tailing it and disappearing into the sea of students.
Oh like HELL he was going to let him get away with that!
"TEME! GET YOUR SORRY ASS BACK HERE!"
"My my Naruto, don't you think it's a bit soon for that?" A voice called back.
"I WILL SERIOUSLY MURDER YOU!"

In the end Naruto had manage to catch up to him and leave him a black eye. Yeah, the girls in his class were pissed, but hey, when were they NOT pissed at him?

"Pst!"
He leaned back in his seat and faced Kiba and Choji
"Yeah?"
"What are we gonna do for our cheer routine?"
"I figured we could just do the Macarena and call it good."
Both boys looked at Choji revoltingly.
"The Macarena? Seriously?"
"Dude that's almost as bad as the chicken dance. And there's NO WAY I''ll do something like that in front of the ENTIRE school."
"Well what other choice do we have? Every one else is too busy too help us."
"Ch," Naruto clicked his teeth in annoyance "Maybe if they let us buy our own damn uniforms they'd have time."
"You know the rules Naruto," Choji sighed "each class has to make their own cheer uniforms to represent their teams. That's one of they ways they rate the cheer squad."
Naruto sulked deeper in his seat
"I just don't wanna wear a skirt…"
"You wanna get bitched by the class president on the 'unfairness to the other students' again?"

- (flashback)

"-and the girls will make your uniforms. Any questions?" All the boys raised their hands. The class president sighed. "Yes?"
"Since you're the ones making the uniforms, can't you guys, like, NOT make us wear skirts?"

The pencil in the class president's hand snapped and they all jolted in fear.
"Girls have ALWAYS been degraded to wearing the mini skirts!" She twitched. "Every year, girls have had to expose themselves just to please the crowed! And not just for this event, but for basic cheerleading as well! So what the hell makes YOU guys so special?!" she was panting now and all the boys side glanced at each other thinking the same exact thing. She's nuts.

Shino coughed.
"Well, if you are SO against cheer squads wearing mini skirts, why not write a complaint to the principle saying it's a form of sexual harassment?"
Kiba's face paled in horror.
"ARE YOU NUTS!?" he then grabbed Shino by the collar and began to shake him "Cheerleaders in mini skirts are the biggest reason boys even bother going to our school's sport events! Are you seriously gonna take that way from me!? I mean, us!?"

. . . .

"Kiba-"
"You iditot."
It was then he realized his mistake.
"I mean, uh-"
"You guys are getting the mini skirts and that is FINAL!"

-(end of flashback)

Naruto shivered.
"…no."
"Then shut-up."

The bell rang and the boys got up from their seats and continued their conversation as they headed to the club room to meet up with the others.
"It's not like we have to do much, right? I mean, so long as we cheer something it's good right?"
"Wrong. We also have to be moving in sync."
"Can we just shake our bon bons and call it good?"

"I will shake pom poms, but I'll be damned if I have to shake my "bon bons". "
Kiba jolted as he turned to face Shino, who was apparently following them.
"Stalker much?"
"Moron. We're heading to the same place."
Kiba gritted his teeth as he felt his face heat up. Whether it was from anger or embarrassment, he couldn't tell.
"Oh yeah-?! Well… I was going this way first!"
Choji sighed and shook his head back and forth. Kiba you idiot.

"Guys guys! I got it, I got it!" Lee exclaimed excitedly as he ran towards the group of boys "The caramel dance, the caramel dance!"
"Da what now?"
Lee got out his iphone and pulled up a youtube link for the boys to watch. It was called Caramelldansen (not caramel dancing). As they watched, or at least tried, Lee would bob up and down making it hard to look at the screen, they couldn't help but feel… disturbed.
"Dude, I'm gonna hurl."
"Wha-?! Aw come on guys! It's perfect!"
"No Lee."
"Why not?!"
"…do I really have to explain why?"
"I don't know the dance looks fairly simple."

The boys glared at Choji, who in turn raised his hands up in defense. "Hear me out! Lee mute the video." Lee did as he was told and the boys watched as Choji pointed at the screen. "Look at the actual dance, it's just moving your hips and moving our hands up and down. Add some pom poms and we could pull this off as a dance part of our routine."
He did have a point. That, and it wasn't like they had anything better else to use.
"No music."
"But that's the best part!"
"Lee, no."
Sulking his head he then followed them into the club room and they all continued discussing the cheers.

In the end they decided to start with a "we will rock you" chant at the beginning and the start of the second half of games. Then the actual school cheer when their team scored a point, and the Caramelldansen for whenever there wasn't anything else going on.

"Looks like we got a plain."
"Yeah."
"So lets call it a night and start practicing tomorrow."
"I'm down for that."
The boys packed their things and headed out the building. As Naruto was walking however he noticed the near by volleyball court. … wasn't Sasuke participating at that one? … was he still out there practicing? Realizing where his mind had wondered off to, Naruto shook his head franticly and speed walked away. What the hell was he thinking? Who cares about Sasuke! He was the damn bastard who got him into this damn miss in the first place! He then got a mental image of Sasuke jumping up and hitting a volleyball over a net. With his awesomely toned muscle arms… his bangs being pulled back from his sweat dripping face. …panting… Naruto's face exploded red.

"Oh no. Oh no no no no."
He covered his face in embarrassment. This couldn't be happening. He couldn't possibly like Sasuke. … could he?