Ok, so this is a little late for me. Sorry, I've got end of course tests to worry about, not to mention wonderful physical therapy to return range of motion to my arm, so yeah, some updates may be farther apart for a while. Sorry.

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He had washed more plates in the past few hours than some used in a lifetime.

I hate washing dishes. I'm going to go home and break every single plate in my house. Oh why, why did I agree to do this?

"Hey, only ten more minutes left guys," Naruto called back.

Oh yeah, that's why.

If they worked this shift with Naruto and Gaara, they would be able to eat dinner together. Hence, the two sports prodigies ended up in aprons and up to their elbows in soapsuds.

Sasuke stared at the clock, hoping to scare it into moving faster.

"You know Sasuke, time won't go any faster if you stare at it."

"I know. Shut up."

He picked up another plate and began scrubbing violently.

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"Hey guys time to go," Gaara called back.

"Freedom."

"Finally."

"Oh come on, it's not that bad."

"I think my hands are going to be permanently wrinkled." (Sasuke)

"Oh, don't worry-"Naruto's reply was interrupted as he climbed into the car they were all riding in," at least you're not breaking out in hives."

"What?"

"You see Gaara and I used to wash dishes all the time—"

"Naruto," Gaara's voice held a hint of threat.

"Oh, it's not that bad." He turned to Sasuke and Neji. "Anyways, one day they changed the soap we were using, and well, let's say Gaara didn't react well."

"What happened?" Neji asked. Now he was interested.

"The next day he had a rash, not to mention badly swollen hands. Thankfully, it went away after a couple days, but he couldn't wash dishes until we got new soap."

Neji and Sasuke smiled at the story, while Gaara, who was driving, gripped the wheel tighter while a slight blush graced his features.

"You know," Neji said with a smirk," that reminds me of this dare we made Sasuke do…"

"Neji," Sasuke was none too pleased with the idea of this story being told.

"Get over it. So, it was a party a couple years ago—"

"We were ten."

"Stop interrupting. So yeah, anyways, we were playing truth or dare…

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"So Sasuke, truth or dare."

"Dare." I'm no wimp.

"Hmm," Neji thought about it for a while, and then called the others over for discussion. Sasuke was slightly nervous. Just what is Neji planning?

After what seemed like hours, but was in reality, only a few minutes, the huddle broke and Neji spoke.

"We dare you to go steal your brother's nail polish, paint all your nails with it, and let us take a picture, that you can never destroy."

"What?"

"You heard me. Go…unless you're too chicken to do it.

Sasuke huffed and stormed out of the room. He snuck down the hallway and cracked open Itachi's bedroom door. Thankfully, his brother was asleep, but then, it was two in the morning, and even teenagers needed some sleep.

Sasuke crept in slowly and went up to the dresser. He swiftly snatched the purple nail polish off it. Then he crept back out of the room.

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"It was the best blackmail ever. I think I even still have a copy somewhere. Of course, the even better part was when his brother went ballistic trying to find his nail polish. I mean, really, just how important is nail polish anyways? Thankfully, we weren't caught because we had left the nail polish in the bathroom, and Itachi decided he must have just left it there."

"Now that," Sasuke said," was some good blackmail."

"Yeah it was."

"So what's for dinner?"

"Can you think about anything other than food?"

"Not when he's hungry. I was thinking Rio's by the way."

"Excellent."

"Sounds good."

"Kay."

Rio's was the local pizza place. It was well liked by many for two reasons. One, the pizza was awesome. Two, it had the best arcade around

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"I can't believe you beat me. How'd do you win every time Gaara?"

"My secret." Gaara headed back to the table where Neji and Sasuke were sitting. He slid in beside Neji.

"Who won?"

"Me."

"…"

"Surprised?"

"You just don't seem to be the type who'd be good at DDR"

"I'm good at a lot of things."

"Really, like what?"

"Oh, this and that. Care to find out?"

"Maybe…"

Their quiet conversation was interrupted by the arrival of Naruto falling gracelessly beside Sasuke on the bench.

"When is the food going to get here?" Naruto asked loudly.

"Soon," Sasuke said with a tint of anger, he had been enjoying Neji and Gaara's little "moment."

"What's wrong with you. Loosen up a little. I mean we're on a date for crying out loud."

"Hmm, maybe I should "loosen up." Sasuke leaned closer to Naruto. "What do you think?"

"Ehhh…food!"

Neji and Gaara were disappointed when Naruto was saved by the delivery of their large pizza.

"Darn, and it was just getting good too."

"Yeah it was."

"Hey, you've got something on your face."

"I do?"

Neji leaned in and licked the offending particle off Gaara's face.

"Nope, not anymore."

"Uhhh, thanks."

He so cute when he blushes.

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Chapter 10. Wow, I never thought I would make it that far. Hopefully the next chapter will be up soon, but with my arm being so weird and tests that have to be studied for, I don't know.

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