Author's Notes: I've warned everyone ahead of time that this was and is a cliché story. Therefore, of course, there're going to be stereotypical scenes and characterization of certain people. These elements are present for the sole purpose of plot development not because I, the author, want to promote racial ignorance. I just wanted to clarify this.

As for Kakashi seeming out of character in his interaction with Naruto, let me try to explain this. As you may have noticed in the last chapter, whenever Kakashi mentions Naruto it is always in reference to him as a girl. This indicates that he already considers Naruto as 'Naru'. The boy's adamant denial of this in Kakashi's mind is simply just that, denial. Eventually I will have it so that every character will see Naruto as 'Naru', until even Naruto himself adopts this perspective. When he does, it is confirmation of his complete transformation into a girl. Hopefully that clarified some things.

There's one more thing I want to make clear. When I said the story will not be chronological, I actually meant that events will likely transpire weeks after one another, rather than hours or days after (like in the previous chapters). I didn't mean that events will not go in order or that I'll skip years ahead.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.

Dance Lesson

Sasuke snuck quietly past the Academy's gates, careful to remain in the shadows. Inwardly he knew such caution wasn't necessary, after all the old school building was never guarded. But ninja habits dictated otherwise and he found himself moving silently more so by instinct than for fear of being caught. As he crept up the steps and rounded the corner, Sasuke's mind once again returned to his reason for being here this late at night. In response, his brain quickly conjured up last Monday's training session.

It had been obvious to the two older gennins then that their blonde teammate was distressed. After some hesitation, Sakura had went and talked to Naruto, hoping to coax the truth from him. Sasuke had stayed behind to watch from a distance and had noted with amusement the blonde's increasing agitation. His amusement, however, quickly became curiosity the moment Sakura had burst out laughing. He'd waited patiently for Sakura to return before bombarding her with questions. But she'd refused to say anything beyond Naruto having to attend a special training course every weekend for the next six months. Sasuke was left to wonder what course this was and how terrible it could possibly be... hence the reason for his sudden trek to the old building this late in the evening.

He now stood silently beneath the only lighted window of the academy, the faint melody of Classical ballroom music drifting softly to his ears. What type of training requires ballroom music, he thought. Well, only one way to find out.

Concentrating his chakra, Sasuke began to scale the walls of the Academy. Once at the top, he rested the balls of his feet on a brick ledge and gripped the window sill with his hands. The position was very awkward and uncomfortable, but it would allow him to view the inside of the room without being detected. Slowly, he lifted his head and peered through the window.

A tall woman in a dark, blue kimono had her back turned to him. She was currently busy adjusting the volume on the stereo player. Beside her squatted a bored looking Naruto, staring at the imposing woman as she struggled with the old player. Seeing that the blonde was looking at her, the woman raised her stick and rapped the boy sharply on his shin. Immediately the kyuubi sat down properly and straightened his back. Then he folded his hands in his lap and looked rather frighteningly at the woman. She eyed him curiously before nodding in approval. At this, Naruto visibly relaxed.

Sasuke had to bite his lips to keep from laughing. He never thought he would live the day to see Naruto forced into obedience. And by a harmless woman of all people! Just then the woman turned around and Sasuke nearly lost his perch on the ledge. All right, perhaps the woman wasn't so harmless after all. All right, perhaps she wasn't even a woman to begin with. All right, perhaps Naruto's fears were quite justified. All right, perhaps he should...

Sasuke's mental tirade came to an abrupt halt at the sound of the instructor's deep voice. Fortunately, the window was opened to let in the evening breeze and Sasuke was able to catch the man's words.

"Forgit 'bout Classical dancin' for now. It ain't real dancin' anyways. There's only one proper way to dance. And that's to TANGO!"

Sasuke saw Naruto gulp before he was dragged to the middle of the dance floor and forced into position. Despite the staggering difference in height, Naruto's sensei still managed to maneuver them around quite effectively. Or rather, he managed to drag the poor boy along as he stomped his feet incessantly to the beat. One, two, right, four...one, two, right, four, until it seemed they've covered the entire room several times.

After what seemed like an eternity, the music finally ended. Madame Butterfly gave Naruto one last twirl before lowering the boy into a graceful dip. This completed, he abruptly released his unwilling partner. Naruto crumbled to the ground gasping for breath.

"This won't do! This won't do at all! Ya're hopeless! Ya obviously got no soul, no RHYTHM!"

Both Sasuke and Naruto cringed at the volume of Butterfly's voice.

"Ya need to learn to let go, to let the music flow through ya like water, like life, like PASSION! That's it! PASSION! I need ya to feel PASSION!!!"

The crazed instructor then raced over to a stack of CDs on a nearby table and ploughed through them. Finally he pulled free a CD case entitled: "Don Juan's SENSUAL beat": bound to get hips swaying and PASSION stirring." Popping this into the CD player, Madame Butterfly quickly pressed the play button.

As the music began to play, he abruptly turned around and reached up, pulling free the pins in his hair. Immediately his long, silky locks were released and Madame Butterfly began to dance. Or to be precise, he began to sway. It seemed not a single part of him was still. He was literally vibrating, flowing freely with the music. Evidently, a transformation was taking place. There where the once crazed, transvestite instructor stood was now a sensual Latin dancer.

To their disappointment the song ended all too soon and with it the transformation. Madame Butterfly instantly returned to his usual strict self and stopped the CD player.

"We should start with something a little lighta, more to ya level," he said as he struggled to stuff his hair back into its previous bun.

Once done, he picked up the CD case and began to read through the list of songs.

"Hmm...too fast, too fast...uck, too white (don't take this wrong!)...ah, yes! Perfect!" he exclaimed.

He selected the proper song on the stereo and pressed the play button. Slow, sensual music slowly filled the room.

"I have this on repeat, so don't think ya can just do some silly moves and be done wit it. Ya gonna do this 'til I see PERFECTION! Got that!"

Naruto quickly nodded.

"Alright, now I want ya ta stand in the middle of ta room. Chop, chop."

Naruto reluctantly did.

"Now I want ya to lift ya arms 'bove ya head...Higher...Don't jut ya elbows out...Tuck 'em in, gracefully like a ballerina...Now, stick out ya hip...More...MORE...No, not like that...like this!"

In frustration, Madame Butterfly stomped forward and arranged Naruto into the proper stance.

"Alright, now I just want ya to close ya eyes. Just close ya eyes and listen to ta music. Let it flow through ya arms and legs. Feel it tinglin' in ya toes and fingas. Let it take ya ova and command ya. Let it...seduce ya!"

Naruto squeezed his eyes shut and tried to let the music 'seduce' him. It seemed like ages before anything happened. But, slowly, gradually, with the lyrics of the song coaxing his feet, he began to move.

"Like a flower dancing in the wind..."

Then, as if conspiring with the music, the gentle night breeze began to swirl around him.

"Dance with me..."

Naruto began to dance.

"Sway with me..."

Naruto began to sway.

"That's it! Swing those hips! Move those legs!"

"I want DESIRE!" Madame Butterfly bellowed.

Naruto felt desire. Addictive, powerful desire coursing through his veins, relaxing his muscles.

"I want PASSION!"

Naruto felt passion. Strong, dangerous passion eating at his inhibitions, making his moves sensual.

"I want HEAT!"

Naruto felt heat. Hot, burning heat boiling his blood and setting his steps on fire.

He was moving wildly now, completely free without a single restraint. Throwing his head back, he allowed the beat to 'command' his moves and dominate him. It was only him and the dance floor. It was only the dance floor and him. It was fire, lust and passion all mixed into a powerful concoction. In other words, it was pure intoxication. Naruto burned and all those who watched him were swallowed up in his flames.

Sasuke clamped a hand over his mouth to prevent the moans from escaping his lips. Heat rose to his face as his eyes followed Naruto. The boy was executing moves that Sasuke could only described as erotic. The rays of the fading sun gave him a glowing aurora and the sensual way he was swaying left Sasuke light-headed and in high risk of falling off the building. In fact, if Naruto didn't stop soon, he really would risk a plunge to his death if it would mean putting his other hand to better use.

Then, as if his prayers were heard, Butterfly finally snapped out of his trance and turned off the music. At its abrupt end, Naruto stopped and stood awkwardly in the middle of the room.

"Was that...was that good?" he asked meekly, a dark blush staining his cheeks.

"That was...that was betta than good. That was down right amazin'! And here I thought ya were hopeless! Ya're a natural!"

Naruto blushed, turning an even darker shade of red.

"Let's see a repeat performance," Butterfly ordered.

At this, the moan Sasuke had struggled to suppress escaped his lips. Of course, this didn't escape Butterfly's ears. He strolled purposely towards the window and yanked the unsuspecting Sasuke into the room, tossing him to the floor.

"A spy!" he hollered, as Sasuke struggled to stand up.

"A tall...fair...and handsome...spy," Butterfly finished softly as he let his eyes linger on the dark-haired gennin.

He began to circle Sasuke slowly. He noted the boy's shiny, raven locks and the way it fell over his sexy, onyx eyes. He noted the gennin's tall frame, his toned abs and his muscled arms and long legs. He also noted his frightened expression before it was quickly masked with indifference. This pleased him immensely. He'd always liked submissive preys...umm...boys.

"Sasuke!" cried Naruto once he found his voice

Ah, so the boy was named Sasuke and he apparently knew Naru. Well, this surely made things interesting.

"Sasuke, is it?" Butterfly practically purred as he leaned into the avenger and draped an arm over his shoulder.

"Y..yes," Sasuke managed to squeak, as he shifted uncomfortably. "I came...I came...with a message for Naruto...from the Hokage!"

"Ah, I see. Well, what's ta message?"

"Umm...it's a private message...very important...very secretive...meant only for Naruto's ears," Sasuke quickly improvised.

Butterfly quirked a heavily drawn eyebrow questioningly, but eventually smiled.

"Well, chop, chop. Naru still has alotta do."

"Of course, of course. We'll just be a minute...Thank you," he hastily added before walking to Naruto and grabbing his hand. Then he practically ran to a quiet corner, dragging the reluctant blonde behind him.

"You saw everything, didn't you!" Naruto cried angrily once they've stopped.

He was angry that Sasuke had seen him dancing like a pansy. But even more upsetting was the dawning realization that he couldn't seem to maintain his anger. He was currently too distracted by the way Sasuke's lips were twitching as he tried to form words. He was too fascinated by Sasuke's unique scent, a combination of fresh hay, morning dew and, oddly enough, green apples.

Sasuke was also distracted. He was distracted by red lips pouting adorably, by luminous aqua eyes staring defiantly at him, and by drops of sweat glistening on sun-kissed skin. Damn it! Concentrate Sasuke! Concentrate!

"There was no message..." he finally managed to say.

"I knew you were lying!"

"Shush! He'll hear you," Sasuke whispered, pointing a finger to Butterfly. "I just...I just wanted to say that...I've never seen anything so...I mean...it was...you were..."

"Say it already!" hissed Naruto, expecting an insult.

"Magical. It was magical...and...and you were beautiful...so...beautiful."

This said, Sasuke leaped out the window and literally ran down the school's wall.

Butterfly raced to where the dark-haired shinobi had left and leaned over the ledge.

"Ya come back anytime, ya hear!" he cried out after the boy's retreating back. "Mmm, mmm, mmm...Ya gotta love all that muscle...and let's not forgit that tight, little ass...just makes ya want ta spank him..."

Naruto didn't hear a single word of his sensei's rant. All he could hear were Sasuke's departing words repeating softly in his mind. He thinks I'm beautiful, Naruto realized and smiled.

Back at his house, Sasuke collapsed heavily on his bed and wearily closed his eyes. Tomorrow he would face the kitsune's wrath. But tonight he would dream. He would dream of a blonde-haired angel dancing to the devil's music. And in this dream he would be dancing with her.

TBC

Hope you guys caught the importance of that last sentence. This is the first time that Sasuke referred to Naruto as 'her'. I'm sure you all know what that means.