Chapter Thirty Seven Sasuke managed to get Naruto off the roof and dressed without any disastrous occurances, for example without the blonde falling off the roof.

Naruto was missing several pieces of clothing. His boxers were nowhere to be found, and neither was his gray jacket. The orange one had been torn to pieces years ago and had never been replaced. But Naruto was shivering as Sasuke frantically tried to get him back inside the house.

Someone had been watching the house. Sasuke had first noticed it when he had been chasing Lee, and the glare he could feel was so much more intense now that Naruto was visible. Whoever it was didn't like his friend very much. Although it probably was to his disadvantage that Naruto had been howling rather loudly.

"Come on Naruto!" Sasuke hissed impatiently, dragging the blonde through the door and into the house. He dumped him on an empty couch and looked around. Things were starting to calm down. Mostly everyone was laying down, either sprawled across a couch or in the middle of the floor. Shino was one of the only one still standing.

"Well, this is going to be very interesting tomorrow." Shino mentioned casually. "We'll certainly have some entertaining stories to tell."

"You're sober, aren't you?" Sasuke asked, observing the amused look on Shino's face.

"Yes. I don't drink."

Sasuke shrugged, and walked over to the couch where Naruto was lying. Shoving the blonde's feet over, he sat down and ran a hand through his hair. It had definitely been an interesting night, and a tiring one. It could have easily ranked as a C class mission. Baby sitting teenagers.

Naruto groaned, and stretched out, his feet coming to rest on Sasuke's lap. Irritated, Sasuke pushed the blonde a little two hard and he rolled off the couch and fell in a heap on the floor.

"Sasuke!! What was that for!?" Naruto whined.

"I don't want your feet in my lap, moron." Sasuke snapped.

"Oh. Okay." Naruto crawled back onto the couch. "Why didn't you just say so."

Sasuke didn't reply and let his eyes close for a minute before he felt something else on his lap. The blonde was asking for his drunk ass to be beaten.

But instead of Naruto's feet, it was his head.

"What do you think you're doing?" Sasuke asked quietly, stiffening up and looking around to see if anyone was noticing. Shino was nowhere in sight.

"Using you as a pillow." Naruto muttered. His eyes were drooping closed. "You said you didn't want my feet in your lap."

Sasuke was about to say that his head wasn't any better, but refrained when he saw Shino come walking smoothly out of a dark hallway that led to the bedrooms in the back of the house.

Shino smirked. "You'll never believe what Neji and Shikamaru are doing." He stated simply. "You'd think Neji is a vampire from the way he's latched onto Shikamaru's neck. Lets hope they don't really start goin at it." Shino shook his head, the smirk never leaving his face. "I'm going home. I've had enough amusement for one night."

Sasuke watched him leave, carefully picking his way around the bodies that were strewn all over the floor.

Sasuke had half a mind to follow his example and just go home, but he didn't think it would be right to leave the house unguarded when someone had been watching it so closely.

Instead, he watched as the entire room fell into a deeper sleep, while his own eyelids were aching. How drunk was Neji? Would he be too fucked up to keep an eye on the house so the Uchiha could drag Naruto home and get some much needed sleep?

Easing himself up and letting Naruto's head gently fall back onto the couch, he went to the door and quickly stepped outside. Sure enough, he could feel someone watching him, and could feel the concealed chakra. Great. So it probably wasn't just some annoyed neighbor. A ninja was watching the house. Now he really needed to tell Neji.