A/N: I'm alive!!! Woohoo!! A small gift as we head into the new year. You probably all hate me since I haven't updated in god knows how long. You'll probably hate me more because after all that waiting, I churned out this piece of shit. I'm terribly sorry, but let the story commence :3 I'll try to be quicker with the updates in '08!!! Thank you to all who read and most of all, to those who review!! On with the show!!

Heads up!: Slight smut warning.

Chapter Eight: Planning a Festival! Konoha High's Most Popular Event

It was Monday once more, much to the chagrin of the Konoha High student body. In particular, a certain group of students hereby dubbed as Naruto and Co. Yuki's party had carried over well into Sunday and they were sure feeling the effects of it now.

Gaara wondered if this was what jetlag felt like. His head was pounding and his heart was thumping and his eyes felt like bricks doused in mud. Oh if he could only sleep through this wretched class...no, through this wretched day...

But of course if he succumbed to sleep he'd have nothing but thoughts of that.

His initiation...

Into the Suicide Squad of Konoha High School.

Yuki's gang of "well-mannered delinquents".

Gaara groaned inwardly as his mind ignored his frantic requests and replayed that memory in vivid color and surround-sound...

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"Well, that little display of romance gave me a wonderful idea," said Yuki confidently. The few people not sleeping over had gone by this point, and the party was still going full blast. Gaara wondered again why he was here, and why Yuki had chosen to go up to him and announce her great idea.

The girl flipped her long red hair over her shoulder and grinned slyly. "Of course you realize that by hanging with OUR crowd, you've beome a member of our group. HOWEVER," she said loudly with many hand guestures and arm-waving, attracting the attention of most of the crowd, "there is one final step you must take before you can officially become a member of the Suicide Squad of Konoha High."

Gaara blinked a couple of times. "Suicide...Squad?"

Yuki nodded excitedly. "Uh-huh! That's our name. We're all well-mannered delinquents." The oxymoronicness of the statement made a slight whistling noise as it flew right over her head. Gaara just blinked some more.

Yuki yelled over the hubbub assertively. "Reiji, Ame, Sakura, Ino, Temari!! Move your asses! We're going to plan out Gaara's initiation in the kitchen!!!" The six girls practically flew across the room huddled in the small kitchenette, giggling every so often as they plotted their evil schemes.

Gaara had never been so scared in his life.

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"On this night we pray to you, oh Lord Erica and all things yaoilicious, to accept this lost wandering soul into your not-so-welcoming arms, into the Suicide Squad of Konoha High, into Hell. On this night we pray, Amen."

Everyone stared as Yuki, Reiji and Ame completed this weird chant while waving incense over Gaara's head. Gaara himself was silently cursing himself for ever befriending Naruto, or Yuki, or anyone else with any sort of affiliation with "well-mannered delinquents".

"In order for you to be properly inaugurated into our squad, you have to do a dare." Yuki grinned slyly at the eyeliner-ed boy. "Refusal to do so results in immediate termination."

Gaara gulped inaudibly.

"And we have issued you this dare thus!!" said Yuki in an overly loud voice, pointing her index finger to the ceiling. She grinned and brought her hand down majestically, pointing authoritatively at the eyeliner-ed redhead.

"You must lick whipped cream...off of Uzumaki Naruto."

Never had there been such a silence as the one that graced Yuki's spacious room that night. All the awkwardness in the universe seemed to have converged on that one spot, so thickly concentrated that they were practically swimming in it.

The silence was shattered by a scream, a thud, and stuttering.

Kankuro, Hinata, and Naruto, respectively.

"There goes Hinata," observed Temari, giggling under the influence of sake as Neji attempted to revive his cousin.

"Urrrrrrgh!! No way do I want to picture my baby brother doing such kinky things!" yelled Kankuro, holding his head in his hands.

Hypocrite, thought everyone as they sweatdropped collectively.

"B-b-b-ut, w-why m-m-m-me?" asked Naruto, sounding oddly like Hinata.

"Don't worry, Naruto, you won't have to perform in front of us," grinned Yuki, looking for all the world like the epitome of innocence. You know, aside from that glint in her eyes who afforded all who looked closely a glimpse of the fiery pits of hell. The blonde gulped. "You'll use my bedroom. Alpha Squad, subdue 'im!"

Sakura and Reiji immediately held Naruto in place from behind. "Beta Squad, strip him. Delta Squad, cream him." Ino all but ripped off Naruto's shirt; Temari and Ame, giggling like schoolgirls, smothered his chest in whipped cream. Ame went so far as to draw a cat on his chest, using one pale pink nipple as the 'nose'. Temari had such a giggling fit that she began to hiccup uncontrollably.

"All right, in you go. Let's go! Shoo shoo!" Yuki pushed the red-headed male into her bedroom, Naruto being shoved in right after. She locked the door and cackled wildly, grabbing the remote control and turning on the TV.

Kiba gaped.

"You have CAMERAS in your ROOM???" he whispered as loudly as he could. Yuki snickered.

"I installed them today and hooked them up to the TV. It wasn't hard." She reclined on the soft floor pillows languidly. "Relax, and enjoy the show."

xx//.End Flashback.\\xx

Gaara groaned inwardly as the heated moans and groans permeated every corner of his mind; he could almost feel the sensation of his tongue skating across flesh, picking up sweet whipped cream, going back for more. How Naruto had arched his back so fiercely Gaara thought his back would snap, the straining in their pants, the heated kisses and lovebites.

He did a very un-Gaara like thing and dropped his head onto his desk with a loud THUNK.

"Ahem." Iruka, their homeroom teacher, cleared his throat awkwardly, not used to having such a quiet homeroom. "I'm now, uh, passing out these flyers for the Konoha High festival. It's not for months, but advance planning is important as we build the fest depending on the interests of the student body..." His speech was lost in a sea of voices as the class suddenly awakened, chatting excitedly about their ideas for the festivities. Iruka sighed and just passed out the papers without finishing his sermon.

"This is great, Gaara!! Your very first Konoha High Fest, and you get to spend it with us!!" Naruto immediately popped up beside Gaara, face alight with joy. The rest of them gathered round, talking loudly.

"What's all the fuss about, anyway?" muttered Gaara, staring at the pale pink flyer ornately decorated and lettered with festive motifs. "Is it really such a big deal?"

"Of course!" said Yuki, violet eyes wide. "The Konoha High Fest is the most popular and most important event in the entire school, even more important than senior graduation!" The others murmured their agreement. "Statistics show that no less than ninety-five percent of the student population have attended in the past, with ninety-seven percent being the highest. We're aiming for ninety-nine this year, so if you don't come I swear I'll wring your neck." Yuki flashed the prettiest smile as she said that last sentence, sending chills up everyone's spine. Naruto chuckled nervously and skootched closer to Gaara.

"It really won't be as much fun without you," he whispered into the redhead's ear. "You'll come, won't you?"

Gaara suppressed a blush as Naruto's warm breath tickled his ear. "I guess," he said tonelessly. Naruto squealed and hugged him briefly before realizing the awkwardness of the situation and retreating hastily. Yuki had a very self-satisfied look on her face.

The rest of the day passed in a very uneventful fashion, save for Science class, when Orochimaru silkily reminded Naruto of his detention later that day. Yuki did her best to reassure her friend.

"I've got all the teacher's schedules memorized, including that creep Pedomaru," she stated confidently at lunch, using the nickname over eighty percent of the student body used for the creepy teacher. "He's going to step out of his room for exactly ten minutes to fetch his food and warm it up in the teachers lounge. That's just enough time for me to rig hidden cameras everywhere. I can make it so that we get a live stream straight to my cell phone. We'll be stationed outside the door, so if he tries any funny business, we'll storm in like a high school SWAT team."

Naruto groaned, but smiled weakly nonetheless. "Thanks, Yuki."

"Gaara, Kiba, Shikamaru, um...Sasuke, Shino. You're my team. Kiba and Shikamaru will provide technical assistance, Gaara will watch the halls, and Sasuke and Shino will monitor the teacher's lounge. You've all got your cell phones, right? Good. Here are your headsets." For some inexplicable reason there was a shitload of wires and top-notch technology stuffed into her backpack, which was shaped like a bear. She handed everyone a headset and switched on her cell, motioning for everyone else to do the same. "All right, let's move out."

Naruto stared after them helplessly as they stormed out of the cafeteria, a strange sinking feeling in his stomach. Somehow he got the notion that his detention would be very eventful indeed.

And not in a good way.

Not at all.

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A/N: Erica is our friend, who is also God herself. -is smited-

Well, that's a wrap. The next chapter is full of angst and horrible cliche's, I do hope you'll forgive me.

Next Chapter: Mission Impossible: Rescue the Boy, Heal His Soul

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