Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.

I'm just making this up as I go along guys, so bear with me.

Chapter Two.

"Naruto," Sasuke whined. "Please don't make me do this! This is just cruel!"

"Do you want to forfeit a day then?"

"No," Sasuke groaned. This was horrible.

"Oh, come on Sasuke, it's not all that bad. Naruto's done it before," Hinata coaxed.

Sasuke gritted his teeth and left the safety of the room, Hinata following him out. He stood before Naruto trying not to let the heat reach his face. He was wearing a very lacy, black and white maid's dress that was just a little too short for comfort. Hinata had done his make-up which consisted of mascara, eye shadow, blush and lipstick, not to mention nail polish. He was carrying a pink feather duster, to make things worse, and he just about died of shame when he lost his balance and nearly toppled over due to the high heels he was wearing. His hair, which Hinata had straitened, swung into his face and poked him in the eye. He muttered a curse. Hinata tried and failed to hold back a giggle. Naruto laughed and took a few pictures. Sasuke groaned. "If Naruto had to do this then I want to see his pictures."

Naruto pointed to a mantle that Sasuke hadn't previously noticed. There were pictures of all the guys dressed in the same dress, and pictures of the girls in tuxedo's with no make-up on and their hair slicked back. "We've been trying to get you for a while now, but you just wouldn't make a bet with any of us," Naruto said happily as he continued to snap pictures. Sasuke went to study the pictures and chuckled at the pronounced strut in Naruto's snapshot.

"Can I take this off now?" he asked hopefully, already knowing the answer.

"Oh no. You haven't even done the best part yet!" Naruto exclaimed.

Sasuke sighed. "Is there anything I can get you... Master?" He winced at the last part. Hinata was crying and holding her stomach because she couldn't get a handle on her giggles.

"Actually I wouldn't mind a BLT." Sasuke rolled his eyes and then turned slowly and walked very carefully to the kitchen. The only problem was that you had to step down into it. He attempted the feat two or three times while clinging desperately to the walls. After those torturous and very dangerous attempts he decided it would be safest to scoot. He sat down on his butt, falling the last foot to the ground when he lost his balance again, and put his feet flat on the floor in the kitchen. It was then that he realized he was stuck as he tried futilely to get up. He huffed as he repositioned himself so that he could walk on his knees and then made his way over to the counter and heaved himself up. He ignored Naruto's guffawing and Hinata's odd mixture of laughing and sobbing while he started cooking the bacon. He would make them pay as soon as his month was up.

As soon as Hinata calmed down enough to stand she made her exit, popping her head into the kitchen for just a second to say, "Next time try going sideways. It's easier." She giggled again, a little hysterically, and then left. Naruto came in to watch just as Sasuke was putting everything on the toasted bread. He handed him his sandwich and crossed his arms, probably looking like an idiot in this pose since he was wearing stilettos.

"So? Can I take it off now?" He just glared at Naruto while waiting for a response. The stupid dobe was taking his time chewing.

"Yeah, yeah. Go ahead. I have everything I need." Sasuke was pleased. He didn't even attempt the step up, just took off the damn things that were hurting and pinching his feet and carried them back to the bedroom. The dress went next and then he was back in his clothes, comfortable and relaxed once more. He went to the bathroom to try to get the make-up off and stormed out with a frustrated yell almost fifteen minutes later. "I look like a fucking raccoon!" He shouted, his voice sounding accusing. Naruto, who had been relaxing on the couch, glanced at him and cracked up. He got up, still laughing the stupid baka, and headed towards the closet in the hall. He pulled out some lotion and squirted some on the wash cloth that Sasuke had been using. Still snickering he came over to Sasuke and instructed him to close his eyes. He rubbed for a few minutes with the cold substance and then stepped away. "There. The rest will come off in the shower."

Sasuke looked in the mirror and noticed that the smudges were indeed faded. "I still look like I have bags," he muttered.

"Your lips are still red. Lotion will get that off too," Naruto stated, but his voice had gone quiet. Sasuke looked at him inquisitively. "Kiss me Sasuke." He said it softly, but Sasuke recognized it as the command it was. He was stunned and unsure what to do. Slowly, jerkily, he leaned in and pecked Naruto on the cheek. Naruto raised an eyebrow at him in a 'really?' expression. He gulped. He really meant it. Was another day really that bad? Sasuke licked his lips nervously. He told himself that it was and that was the only reason he was even considering it. Taking a deep breath he leaned in and pressed his lips gently to Naruto's. "Kiss me Sasuke," Naruto growled against his mouth. So he closed his eyes, deciding to pretend he was kissing a girl, and pressed Naruto into the counter as he slipped his tongue into the other's mouth. Except he realized, albeit too late, that he couldn't pretend. He was stuck in the moment as he never had been before. This was real. And this was definitely Naruto who was moaning deep in his throat as he took control of the kiss and devoured Sasuke's mouth. And that was definitely Sasuke who was undilating his hips ever so slightly. It was that realization that snapped him out of it. He pulled back, gasping for breath, and just stared at Naruto who was doing the same. They weren't touching anymore, but they were close enough that Sasuke could still feel the blond's heat. He shivered.

"Anything else?" He asked hoarsely. He felt a little light headed.

"No. I, uh, need a shower. You might as well make yourself dinner and chill in the living room. Or go to bed. Either way I'll need you to excuse me." Sasuke realized Naruto's voice was strained and wondered why he was so eager to get in the shower all of a sudden until he saw the bulge in his pants and felt himself flush. Oh. Sasuke nodded quickly and backed out of the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. He made his way to the couch that was to be his bed for the duration, he wasn't hungry right now, and he laid down in a daze. What had just happened? Had he really just kissed his best friend? He knew the blond boy probably had plenty of friends he considered close, but Sasuke didn't usually get close to people and definitely considered him his best friend. He remembered the way that Naruto's rear had been pressed intimately against him during the game last night, thought about the kiss again, and realized with a startled gasp that he was getting hard. No. This couldn't be happening. He wasn't even gay and it was his best friend! He couldn't think like this. But then, why had Naruto asked him to kiss him in the first place? It had definitely turned the other boy on so much that he needed a shower. Was Naruto gay? He felt it safe to assume that he was, even though he never would have guessed without this 'in your face' hint he'd given him. Oh shit. He was staying in his house, doing whatever he asked of him whenever he asked it unless he wanted to have to stay longer, and to make things worse Naruto was gay. And the maid's dress. Oh God. He decided to count himself lucky that he hadn't asked him to do that while he was dressed up. That flimsy piece of material would have provided no protection at all from roaming hands. The thought of Naruto massaging his tongue, grinding their hips together and trailing his hands down to grip his butt made Sasuke even harder. No. He couldn't do this. This wasn't fair to either of them. He had no intention of screwing up their friendship this way and he definitely had no notion of taking things farther than the promised month. He groaned, something that seemed to be becoming a habit lately, and threw his arm over his face. Willing himself to forget everything for the moment he fell asleep.

When he woke the next day he showered and changed his clothes before going out to train. He skipped breakfast, a little worried about running into Naruto before he could come to terms with things. He started going through his morning routine: pushups, situps, crunches, jumping jacks and crazy eights. Crazy eights were his favorite; scoot your feet out eight times, walk on your hands away from your feet eight times, do eight pushups, return to original position, repeat. It was during one of these that Shikamaru approached him and grinned. "Hey Shika. What's up?" he asked curiously.

Shikamaru grinned. "I heard about the bet. A whole month, huh?"

"Yeah," Sasuke sighed, brushing his hair away from his forehead. Shikamaru's eyes bulged.

"Oh my gosh. He actually got you to do it!" he shouted excitedly.

Sasuke raised an eyebrow for a moment and then turned red as a tomato when he made the connection. "How do you know?" he asked incredulously.

"You, uh, forgot the nail polish," Shikamaru said in a shaky voice. His mouth was trembling and Sasuke knew he wanted to laugh. Sasuke felt even more stupid now as he realized he did in fact still have blood red nail polish on. Damn. "Well, I, um, have to do something," Shikamaru murmured before rushing off and calling out to Ino who wasn't too far away from where they'd been standing. Great. He was probably gathering the group so the they could go look at the pictures. Come to think of it, he hadn't even seen them yet. He'd have to look later when he had calmed down about everything, including the kiss. He sat down with a sigh and took out a kunai then proceeded to scrape the polish off his nails until they were once again bare. This month was going to be hell. It wasn't until Kakashi stopped by later that he decided to man up and go back to the appartment.

"So, Sasuke. I hear you've been having quite a bit of fun," Kakashi said, appearing out of nowhere and leaning casually against a tree.

"Shut up," Sasuke grumbled. He crossed his arms and sat down, not bothering to hide the fact that he was pouting.

"I've gotta say... I love the feather duster. It really adds the finishing touch." Sasuke glanced up in shock. How did Kakashi know about that? "Don't worry. I have Naruto's too. He's not in the least bit shy."

Sasuke refused to look at him when he said, "Can I see it? He didn't show it to me after he took it." Kakashi walked over and handed it to him. He had to admit, he almost looked like his mother when she was younger. He sighed. Thinking he'd make a pretty girl did not make him feel better. He handed the picture back to Kakashi and stared petulantly at the ground. "I'm never going to live this down, am I?"

"You don't really have to live it down. You're the last of the group to do it. You shouldn't be so embarrassed. It's just playing around. It's not like you're secretly a cross dresser, right? So you have nothing to worry about."

"Even if I could get over how strange wearing a dress feels, I will never get used to heels. So no, I have never been nor will I ever be a cross dresser."

"Then relax and learn to live a little kid." And with a smile and a 'poof' he was gone. Sasuke sighed, packed up his stuff, and slowly made his way back to Naruto to confront him about yesterday. When he went inside he searched for Naruto and found him in his bedroom. He was laying on the bed, staring at the ceiling.

"Naruto," he said softly. Naruto didn't look at him, but he did pat the bed, indicating that Sasuke should sit. He did, hesitantly, and started to talk quietly. "Naruto, you're my best friend. I don't want anything to come between us. I like you, but not like that. I'm sorry. I don't want this to ruin our friendship." He looked down at the bed. He didn't want to see the expression on Naruto's face.

"Sasuke," Naruto said calmly. "You're here for the month right?" Sasuke nodded. "And you promised to do whatever I say the entire time?" Warily, Sasuke nodded again. "Then I want you to pretend. Just for this month, pretend that we're more than just friends. Keep an open mind and try new things with me. I'm only asking for the time you've already promised. After that, it will go back to the way it was. That's my promise." Sasuke bit his lip. Could he really do something like that? He looked at Naruto, saw his shuttered expression and glazed eyes. Yes. He could at least try.

"Okay," he whispered. "I'll try."

"Then kiss me," Naruto said softly. And for the second time in less than twenty-four hours, he leaned forward and pressed his lips to Naruto's. But this time, he didn't pull away. He just let Naruto take control and waited for the other boy to be satisfied. His lips were chapped by the time they'd finished and he once again went to bed in a daze.