A/N: Digging through the fic folder, I discovered this interesting piece of comment!fic I'd written for Asuka over two years ago. I had originally planned on rewriting it, but it's actually not that bad, just needed a little tweaking. Still short and to the point, but I doubt I could do any better without over thinking it.
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: SasuNaru... sorta XD
Warnings: Sound's bad fashion sense and blatant failure of communication
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And Sasuke always called me hopeless, Naruto thinks with a snort of disgust. At least he knows how to buy clothes practical for fighting! Not some stupid oversized pants with a stupid piece of oversized rope for a belt that keeps getting snagged on everything.
And why the hell does he keep glaring at Naruto like it's his fault every time his pants fall off?
Well, okay, his foot did get caught in one of the giant loops of his belt that one time, but he had absolutely nothing to do with that stupid tree limb!
He silently watches as Sasuke readjusts his clothes for the second time. Something is off; that much is certain. His ex-teammate has never been a sloppy ninja.
He doesn't have time to figure it out right then, he realizes, leaping to the side as handful of shuriken whiz by. He glances up in time to see Sasuke grab for his sword, and Naruto leaps toward him, intent on tackling him before he can draw the weapon.
He doesn't make it in time, but his momentum is too strong to stop once he realizes the sheath of Sasuke's sword has loosened his stupid, ever-failing belt.
Pants fall for the third time right as Naruto tackles him.
He wastes no time pinning Sasuke's hands to the ground and quickly takes stock of the situation. He's lying on top of Sasuke, between his legs in fact. Between Sasuke's bare legs, he amends. Bare legs that are not kicking him off. Come to think of it, his arms aren't really resisting either. And his pants somehow keep falling off...
Naruto grins down at Sasuke. "All you had to do was ask, man."
That's when the real fight begins.
End
