Thanks for all the story love peoples! It took me a little longer to write this chapter because I was trying to think of how to put Naruto through withdraw, that being said I'm sorry if it's too quick or doesn't make any sense, but I don't have any real life things to go on lol I mean unless you know of a case where a man gets huge boobs because of a hormone they took :p anyways here you go:

It was deathly silent, Naruto had never understood the term 'so quiet you could hear a pin drop' but now he did, and wished he didn't. If he had a knife he'd cut the tension and run away but the blond was so stunned he couldn't move.

"You're a..." Gaara's eyes traveled up the expanse of the 'girl's' soaked body, hand still gripping the growing shaft.

Naruto panted as he tried to debate whether to pay attention to the confused boy's face or the licks of pleasure tickling his thighs. After so long it was hard to decide, but in the end his mind won out and he kicked the red head's hand away. "Don't touch me." he hissed dangerously.

Gaara narrowed his eyes as he examined the round face that was so obviously female, "What are you?"

Naruto hugged himself tightly, he was back in the basement now but still under scrutiny. Gaara was standing at the door way staring at him, would it be awful if he knew? He had been asking himself that question for the past twenty minutes, ever since his capture had smuggled him back down the stairs and warned no one to come down after them. Gaara seemed genuinely curious, and perhaps he could be trusted. But how could Naruto go about telling him? It was obvious he shouldn't give the entire truth, he'd leave out Kyuubi and Jiraiya and his dad, anything other than that he should be able to talk about right?

For some unknown reason he wanted to tell someone, anyone the truth. Even if it was one of his captors. Then again out of all of the guys he felt like he could trust Gaara the most, next to maybe Shikamaru but that bastard had run out so he was successfully cut from the 'can be trusted' list.

'Here it goes' Naruto took a deep breath, "Gaara?"

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The red head was startled from his thoughts. "Huh?"

Naruto wanted to chuckle at the look on the usually regal teen's face. "I have something to say."

Gaara hummed and hooked his thumbs in the belt loops of his jeans. He cocked his angular face to the side and studied the 'girl' sitting on the bed. He wondered if the kid was just a hermaphrodite, what was it like to be a chick on the top and a dude on the bottom? He wondered... Neji might have fun with that, nah he liked his man manly, flat and smooth. Oh shit 'she' is talking.

"...so I started taking the medicine and this is what happened." Naruto gestured to his bosoms.

'Fuck' Gaara rolled his eyes, "Can you repeat that."

"Seriously?" it had taken all his courage to say it just once, "Ugh!" he flopped back on the matress and let out an exasperated sigh.

"It wasn't that long of an explanation." Gaara sat on the bed and patted the perfectly tan knee, sos oft and smooth, this person had to be a chick!

"Ok, in a nutshell." the blond took a deep breath, "My career was shit, so I took these hormones that gave me giant tits, and wouldn't you know it my popularity sky rockets, which is really twisted but whatever." He brushed off the bitter feeling and conrinued, "So I take pills and have creams that I use to keep my body in this warped state so that I can keep doing movies and making money."

Gaara nodded, "Sure, why not." he stood up and leveled his prisoner with a stare. "So now that you're off it what happens?"

Naruto sat up and combed a finger through his long hair. "I don't know, but apparently what happened earlier is a side effect. I imagine my tits will start to go down and these dam fleshy hops will thin out again. With any luck I'll be my normal sexy self in a few days." He gave Gaara a wink and the boy smirked in return.

"You don't seem nervous about any of this." Gaara recrossed his arms and studied the... male.

Naruto smiled sadly, thinking of all the years he had lost, the time that slipped by, ever fucking second Kyuubi had forced him to stay like this! He was mad, and punched the closest thing, which happened to be his rather unthreatening pillow. "I can't wait for this bitch to die."

Gaara's eyes went wide before turning up slightly as he smirked. "The boys are going to eat this up."

Naruto jumped to his feet, "No!" he didn't know why, but the thought of Sasuke knowing was terrible, and made him want to bitch slap someone.

Gaara stepped back. "Whoa." and put his hands up in defense. "Why not, they'll find out anyways."

Naruto fumbled for words, "I..." perhaps appealing to his inner teen age prankster would help. "You guys kidnapped me and stuff me in a basement, I don't know why I told you the truth but the others don't deserve it." He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, "I can just imagine the looks on their faces when I pop out of this dungeon with no tits, short hair, in all my boyish wonder!" He snickered and eyed Gaara from under his bangs.

The red head thought that idea through for a moment, it would be amusing and he loved having secrets. Neji wouldn't be happy, maybe he'd punish him... "I'm in."

Naruto thrust his fist in the air, "hell yes!" he watched the small smile that fluttered across the pale lips before the teen turned to leave. "By the way..." Naruto shivered with excitement, "My name's Naruto."

Gaara quirked an eyebrow, "Nice to meet you." then continued his way up the stairs.

"Hey Rusty one more thing."

~~~~Sasuke~~~~

Sasuke was pacing, yes pacing. Neji didn't look all that calm either, the two had been down stairs for an entire hour, and no one had heard a peep. Which in retro spect was probably a positive thing, unless it meant Nao had over powered Gaara and had smothered him with a pillow.

"That's it!" Neji's usually calm demeanor cracked as he stood up from his chair, the force of said action knocking his seat over backwards, and marched towards the basement door. As he swung it open he came face to fae with a startled red head.

"Hello darling." Gaara squeezed himself between the door frame and his stunned lover, stratigicly closing the door behind him. "Were you looking for something?" Neji wasted no time in grabbing his boy friend's hand and tugging him towards a random door.

Sasuke quickly halted their progress and glared at Gaara, "What the hell is going on?"

"What ever do you mean Sasuke dear?" the red head stood with his back against Neji's strong chest and swayed playfully. Sasuke's eyes turned dark and the red head stood up straighter to be serious. "Every thing's fine..." here comes the lie, "the shivers are gone and she's resting now. Said she doesn't want anyone but me taking care of her for a few days."

Kiba gawked and jumped to his feet, "What?! Why would she say that? I have to go talk to her!" he marched towards the basement door, only to be stopped by Shino's strong hand. "What?"

Shino's glasses slid down minutely, giving his friends a rare look at his beautiful green eyes. They fell silent and listened intently. "Let her be."

Kiba deflated and slumped his shoulders, "Fine."

Shikamaru made his way over to Rusty, nudging his shoulder and motioning him to follow him into the kitchen. Gaara begrudgingly left the warmth of his lover's arms and followed the brunette. They stood in silence for a few minutes looking around at the dingy paint and chipped tiles. "Did she say anything about me?"

Gaara took pity on his fellow man and clapped a comforting hand on his shoulder, "No, not a thing."

Shika sighed heavily, whether in relief or sadness he didn't know. "Troublesome."

'Oh if only you knew.' Gaara shrugged and walked back out to join the others, guilt settling heavily on his shoulders. He silently hoped that Naruto's transformation would come about quickly. "So what happened to those home repairs?"

Sasuke was glaring at the door to the basement muttering to himself about stupid biches and red headed assholes. He turned on his heels and sauntered back to his office, trying to give off the 'I don't give a fuck' vibe that he was known for. It didn't work, his shoulders were rigid and a definite pole up his ass. His mind was whirling with possible explanations as to what was going on with his hostage. Even more so he was mentally cursing Itachi for setting him up on a clearly more complicated mission than Sasuke had originally thought.

Gaara flitted around the room resuming his previous hammering. Neji walked behind him holding a tin of nails and bucket of dry wall putty. He nodded his head as they made their way around the room patching up holes and marking areas that needed extra work. Up stairs Shino and Shika were covering the hole in the second floor hallway, needless to say it was quiet up stairs minus the metallic ring of hammer hitting nail. The same couldn't be said for whatever was going on in the kitchen.

Kiba was ripping off cabinet doors and screaming obscenities when the objects fell and stubbed his toes. Based on the number of shouts coming out of the eating area it was safe to assume that each and every one of Kiba's little piggies were bruised and bleeding.

Meanwhile Sasuke was working diligently, anything to get the annoying blond in his cellar out of his mind. The hours flew by and by the end of the day the rooms were straightened and covered in plaster patches. That wasn't the only area there was change happening.

~NaotoNaruto~

Naruto was glad Gaara was so trusting, the kid had released him completely from his bonds and showed him where stuff was so that he could wash up. With luck the red head would keep his mouth shut and things would unfold naturally... well as naturally as man turned into a woman turning back into a man could be... did that make sense?

"Whatever!" he ran the sink and splashed some water on his face. Even though he'd been in the shower not that long ago being back in the dungeon made him feel sticky and dirty.

First thing to go was the long finer nails that always looked like claws to him. He clipped them off quickly and filed them down eagerly, maybe a little too short. Then the hideous nail polish that was already chipped from the days he'd been clambering with his binds and scratching at the wall like some crazy lune in a luny bin. Next came his hair which was chopped off raggedly and hung limply in different areas, maybe when he came out as a 'real boy' that bastard Sasuke would front the money for a proper hair cut, but for now it would do.

It seemed like the day sped by quicker than usual, before long Gaara came down with a full plate of food, the greasy kind that Kyuub would never allow him to eat on the outside. The red head simply took in the kid's new look with a nod of approval and went back upstairs, saying that he couldn't stay long this time because everyone was suspicious.

Naruto shrugged and dug into his chow, looking around at his surroundings. He could deal with this whole thing but he needed a new room, maybe the bastard would be useful with that. The next time they met Naruto would turn on the charm for sure, hopeful the Uchiha swung both ways, not only to get a new space but also because he was hot and Naruto definitely swung that way.

very late i know but i couldn't think of what to write after the elves stole my words!