A/N: Thanks to everyone who reviewed chapter one—you've made chapter two possible. If this flies, I'll probably update weekly. Support the madness, give some feedback.

Disclaimer: Naruto and all related characters are property of Kishimoto Masashi. Therefore, no money is made from this story and no copyright infringement is intended.

References:

1.Ahh! The sausage song. It's called I had a Sausage; a not-so-famous children's song but it's oh-so-hilarious. Why did I work it in/ Am I on drugs? No, just your run-of-the-mill retard.

I absolutely own the rest. Woo-hoo, I'm teh proud…sorta.

Summary: Hinata rejoins her teammates; Kiba gives Naruto a rather awkward shot at acting; meanwhile, Kakashi puts the proverbial kibosh in Sasuke's arrogance.

--Chapter two--

Of Tunes and Thickheads

As he prepared the first try outs, Kiba, smothered with self-satisfaction, turned to his partner. "The wheels in my head have been turning, Shino…"

"You don't say," the bug Nin replied with an audible yawn of exasperation.

"I do say, my dim-witted apprentice. And this time, Naruto is going down."

"He's already down…and dirty…with Lee, " Shino paused before adding, "fighting to see who gets the first try out."

"Not this again," the ninken master muttered, frowning at the sight of the free-for-all going on below. "Somebody had better stop them…"

As this audition culminated into a circus, a bored Shino shook his head in contempt. "Well, you said you wanted to humiliate Naruto," he remarked, disinterestedly looking down at petulant duo getting it on like a house on fire. "He seems already rather ridiculous…"

"Wait till Hinata seems him looking like a dolt. She's bound to realize he's the worst ninja in Konoha, " Kiba affirmed triumphantly as he curiously leaned over his companion to see who was winning.

"Odds are five to one against Lee." Shino answered without waiting for the question.

"Gah! Let's audition him now before Lame-Jutsu-Naruto strikes again and ruins the landscape by making himself implode or something," the annoyed producer replied, all the more ready to exact vengeance upon his air-headed rival.

Before the two boys could return to their casting chair, they were interrupted by the last member of their training team; waving softly and politely, Hinata stood shyly near the door hoping her friends would notice her.

Forthwith, the producer made his way towards the elusive token female of team eight. "Hinata! You came to my casting…were you auditioning?" Kiba questioned eagerly, expecting her to answer by the affirmative. "Because I can guaranty a lead part for you…"

"K-Kiba-kun," the girl meekly stammered, half-flattered, half-ashamed that her teammate would be so kind to her. "No," she pursued, her tone slowly stabilizing. "I came to see Naruto-kun audition."

Noooooooo! Kiba raged inside, feeling the bitter pangs of jealousy. It took a lengthy period of brooding before he could put the reins on his inner defeatist discourse; he realized that after the audition, Hinata would surely prefer him to that prat. On second thought, he carefully reconsidered. This is perfect.

"You can sit with us during try outs," the insect Shinobi casually mentioned as he shuffled off towards the lower arena.

Everyone stilled as Shino and Kiba readied to audition Naruto. The latter, too preoccupied with showing Lee who's boss, scarcely noticed as team eight reclaimed the dais and demanded silence.

Upon noticing the respect Kiba now suddenly commanded—except in regards to Naruto—Hinata gasped in shock. "Wow, Kiba-kun," she said, her voice slightly wavering. "You really are going to be a famous producer."

"What can I say," Kiba proudly admitted, desperately trying to show off. "When I pass, all eyes turn."

"More like stomachs if you ask me…" Shino mumbled to himself, irked by his partner's overbearing arrogance despite the pandemonium this casting call created amongst the Konoha genins.

Overhearing and acknowledging Shino with a glare, Kiba called out to Naruto—who sluggishly turned himself away from Lee—and invited him on the dais. "All right, Naruto-kun," he said, palpable anticipation in his tone. "I have the perfect acting test for you…"

"Excuse me, Kiba-kun," Lee shouted from behind the crowd. "I should try first. In fact, I've prepared an amusing puppet show for the occasion…"

"No, I must be painstakingly methodical with who gets humili…auditioned first," he answered with a dissatisfied grumble. After which, the producer brushed off the new complaints together with the puzzled stares and pursued with his primary plan. "So, Naruto, got any musical talents?"

The words musical talent were not commonly used in the same sentence as the word Naruto. Strike that. In fact, the word talent was never adopted unless it was to say he had none. Violently halting the growing clamor, the composite of those words urged everyone to look on in silence as Naruto's face turned from his usual shade of smugness to a brighter shade of red. Even the disinterested Shikamaru rose to his elbows to witness this disaster in the making.

Only Hinata seemed to have unequivocal faith in the outcome of Naruto's interview. "G-good luck, Naruto-kun," she almost stuttered as he walked passed her.

"You want me to s-s-sing?" The Kyuubi boy exclaimed, a glint of fear in his eyes.

"I was thinking that this might be a musical. I've even written a song for you…" Kiba chuckled. Seemingly very proud of himself, he resumed in the most serious of tones, taking the time to emphasize each word of his artistic creation. " It goes as follow:

I had a little sausage.
A pretty little sausage.
I put it in the oven for my tea.
I went down the cellar to get my umbrella.
And the sausage ran after me."

His eyes widening in disbelief, Naruto turned his petrified stare at Kiba. "What the…"

"Sing it!" He coaxed, a maniacal gleam in his mahogany eyes.

Chafed that Naruto was out embarrassing team seven, Sasuke's eyes rolled back in contempt. "Maybe this escaped you two losers," he chastised Sakura. " But I'm here because we're meeting Kakashi for training today…"

Oooops! She cursed herself, too caught up in her delusions of stardom. The pink-haired Shinobi nodded apologetically to her comrade. "I'm sooo sorry, Sasuke-kun. I tried to stop him, but Naruto is relentless. He just…"

"Shut up. Let's just hope Kakashi-sensei is detained more than usual…"

Hatake Kakashi, although perpetually unpunctual, somehow managed to be very timely—notably when someone was inconvenienced in the process. In this particular circumstance, Sasuke was the injured party when he noticed his sensei standing right behind him. "Sorry again team," he casually stated, conspicuously resting his eyes on Sasuke. "Seems I was detained this morning. So, what's up?"

"Naruto is misrepresenting us again," Sasuke commented dryly, correctly resuming the situation at hand.

Glaring up at the dais, Kakashi observed quietly as his student trolled a tune about sausage. "How quaint. Are you auditioning too, Sasuke?"

"Perhaps after Naruto is done convincing the masses he has a sausage," he facetiously replied, hardly amused by the circumstances. "Or, more like, never in a million years."

Across the populous arena, Naruto was finalizing his aria on a catastrophic note. "And the sausage ran after meee, yeah! Yeeeeah!" He belted out, inadvertently massacring the melody. Boastfully turning to the producer, he patiently waited for his duly deserved compliments. "So, I get the lead part?" He half queried, half insisted, convinced that his next stop was Broadway.

"Let me put it this way, Naruto-kun," Kiba started, in as much disbelief as the rest of the gawking population. "If my movie were called: Mr. Thicky gets shipped abroad and pelted with various decaying fruits, then I'd cast you in the lead role…"

"That sounds great…wait a minute! That means you're not casting me?"

"Nicely spotted," Shino added nonchalantly from the background.

Meanwhile, the mortified Naruto walked back towards his team through the general hilarity—except for Hinata who could only look at him, eyes filled with compassion and admiration.

Noticing this, the disheartened Kiba moved on to the next in queue and spiritlessly called out to Nara Shikamaru.

"Hey! Naruto," Kakashi placidly greeted him, seemingly amused by his performance.

"Sensei, what are you doing here?" Naruto gasped in shock, also forgetting this was a training day.

"We had training, you half-wit," Sakura exclaimed, winking at the fact that she also spaced out.

Kakashi smiled sheepishly. "Don't worry about it, since Sasuke wants to audition too, I propose we resume practice tomorrow. I'm counting on you, Sasuke."

"WHAT? I never said that…" Sasuke riposted with disdain. However, his point was moot—especially considering the fact his sensei already took it as his cue to disappear.

Damn it! Naruto muttered over and over again to himself, incredibly distressed that Sasuke would get a chance to shine while he had been utterly humiliated. He glowered at his team as Sakura dragged the distraught Sasuke towards the auditions. "I must stop Sasuke and Kiba before they make me look worst…"

"Talking to yourself, Naruto-kun," Lee's smart-alecky voice inquired from behind. "I must say, great audition…"

"Thick-Brows! Boy, am I happy to see you," Naruto exclaimed.

"And wait till my puppet show lands me the lead…"

With all the cunning of a fox—a demon fox—Naruto slyly looked at his overconfident ninja confederate. If there was one person who could help him in his endeavors, it was an awkward outcast like Rock Lee. "So you think that with Sasuke auditioning, you'll get the part?"

Suddenly less self-assured, Lee was short for words.

"That's right," Naruto pursued. "Only Sasuke will shine…stupid Sasuke and his stupid Uchiha bloodline. That's why we have to sabotage this casting."

"Seriously, Naruto-kun," Lee indignantly said. "That's just mean!"

"Think about it; Kiba is getting too cocky. Best to remind him now who's the greatest ninja in Konoha…which, by the way, is not Sasuke!"

"Well, if it's for the common good…" Lee gradually advanced.

"Damn straight it is. As of now, operation Down with Sasuke is underway!"