DISCLAIMER- i DON'T own NARUTO!!(?)!! (but i do own a pair of blue jeans...:)

A/N- all of your reviews made me so happy! i hope this one can live up to it's expectation! Sorry, it took so long... well enjoy reading!

-FLASH BACK-

It was late. A certain pair lay on the dark grass as they stare up at the night sky filled with stars and emptiness. The chill night air did nothing to disturb the evening. The swaying of the trees filled the ongoing silence with a quiet whoosh. The only light provided seemed to be the bright full moon as shining as the sun in a more unique version.

Sakura sighed. "Do you know of any star formations, Sasuke-kun?" the Haruno looked over at her companion.

"Hn, nope."

"Oh," she looked back toward the scene of perfection. "Which star do you like best, Sasuke-kun?" she asked cheerfully.

"What?" he looked at her. "They all look the same."

"Nuh uh!" she exclaimed. "Look!" she sat up and pointed though it was way off a Sasuke's place. She sighed exaggeratingly dramatically, took his face in both hands, and averted it to where he would see the EXACT place of her pointing. "That one does NOT look like the others, Sasuke-kun."

"Sakura..."

"What?!"

"That's the moon..."

-Uchihas always Win-

Why this memory flew into the Haruno's mind while she was running was beyond her knowledge. She shrugged it off and pushed her legs as far as they would go. She bit her lower lip hard as she hoped with every fiber of her body that she wouldn't arrive too late. Though the thought of THE Uchiha Sasuke in a wedding dress was pleasing to think of, she didn't want him hating her forever for making him do so.

She was a girl, after all. The female gender tends to say things they don't mean when they're hurt.

That particular though made her eyebrow twitch in irritation. It was Naruto's fault. HE made the bet. HE lied to her. HE bought the flipping dress. Uzumaki Naruto wasn't usually one to lie. Even when it came to Sasuke. She wondered fervently what his motivation for doing so was.

WHY dammit!?

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The Uzumaki couldn't cease his constant snickering as he led the Uchiha through his apartment. It had gotten on Sasuke's nerves by now and the raven-haired boy tried his best not to lash out. He wanted to prove that he was above Naruto in the mature section.

"Ta da!" Naruto announced. He whipped a frilly white dress out of his closest and smoothed it out before Sasuke's eyes. "I didn't know your dress size so it might be a little tight," he commented mischeviously.

Sasuke stared at the monstrosity in horror. It was everything he hated about the term "girly." It even had a big, stupid white bow at the neckline and a glittering veil. Hell no. The day he would even touch that thing would be the day Kakashi-sensei takes of his mask. "Get that thing out of my sight," he ordered in a deeper voice than usual. "Now."

"Nope!" Naruto grinned. "You gotta wear it."

The Uchiha lifted a brow at that statement. "You gonna make me?" he challenged.

"Nope!" Naruto grinned largely. "But if you want me to tell Sakura-chan I lied about everything... you gotta wear it."

"No."

"Alright. I guess you really don't care that Sakura-chan disowned you. Maybe you are such a bastard that you don't really care about her fragile heart. Then again, you did accept the bet. You are everything I told her you were. When we have seven children, I will tell them all that their uncle Sasuke - the bastard - had a chance with their wonderful mother but blew it because he's a Uchiha. Then they will-"

"Shut the hell up," Sasuke growled. "You're annoying me."

"They will call you names when you come over because you have no job and no house and sleep on our couch and try to eat our Ramen but we hide in it a safe," the blonde rambled on, nonplussed. "And the end will result in you going to jail for Sexual Harassment with Sakura-chan."

Twitch. "That sounds like something you would do," Sasuke grunted. But Naruto's words bothered him. "How do I know that you'd really tell Sakura your bullshit if I wear the dress?" he asked suspiciously. Was THE Uchiha Sasuke considering it?

Naruto blurted out in hysterics. He pushed the dress to the Uchiha, then fell to the floor in barrels of laughter. Sasuke stared in pure rage at the idiot rolling on the carpet. He resisted the powerful urge to give a not-so-friendly meeting with his shoe and Naruto's face. "What are you laughing at?" he growled.

"You!" The Uzumaki exploded.

Twitch. Sasuke knelt down, grabbed the blonde's shirt, and blew a fist to his face. "What about me?!" he demanded bitterly.

The punch did nothing to perturb Naruto. Once his laughter slowed down to the point he could breathe normally again, he took a deep breathe - grinning like a physcopath. "It's me we're talkin' about here, Sasuke. Why wouldn't I tell Sakura-chan? Kinda bugs me I lied to her to save her from you but if you wear the dress..."

A smirk suddenly tugged at the Uchiha's lips. He stood up and brushed himself off arrogantly. "No, I won't wear the dress," he announced as he started for the door.

Naruto's jaw dropped. "What?! Why not?!" he demanded. He didn't add what he wanted to: it'd look so good with your eyes, Sasuke!

Uchiha Sasuke grabbed the doorknob but didn't turn it. He smirked wider at his friend. "Because you'll tell Sakura about the bet."

"Only if wear the dress!"

"No, you'll tell her whether I wear it or not. It is you we're talking about here."

Uzumaki Naruto was actually speechless.

"Later." Sasuke wore one of those smug looks that made you just want to smash his face in with a softball. He went to turn the knob...

When the door suddenly flew open.

It was a pull door from the inside so - naturally- it slammed into the Uchiha. Particularly his face. Well that's one way to do it. He was also sent to the floor.

"Sakura-chan?!" Naruto exclaimed once he say the huffing pinkette. "I know you missed me but it's a little late, don't cha think?"

Sakura waisted no time. She punched the blonde as soon as she saw him. She continuously did so. "YOU JERK!" she roared as she did so. "HOW DARE YOU LIE TO ME?! YOU GOT A DEATH WISH?!"

"Ah!" Naruto yelped.

Something snapped in the Haruno's mind. She suddenly stopped basking the Uzumaki and looked around worriedly. "Where's Sasuke-kun?" she asked anxiously. She then spotted him on the floor, rubbing his forehead. He wore normal clothing. Sakura was suddenly overcome with joy - swiftly replacing her burning fury. She knelt down and wrapped both arms tightly around the Uchiha. "Oh, Sasuke-kun! I'm so sorry!" she wailed into his shirt.

"Uh..." he looked down at the shaking girl. "Hn."

The reply made her mood switch again. She pulled herself away and smacked his arm. She never hit him the way she hit Naruto for some reason. "YOU JERK!" she screamed.

"What now?" he sighed. These constant mood changes were wearing the lad down.

"You..." now tears welled up in her eyes. She burried her face into his shoulder, sobbing. "You're such a meany, Sasuke-kuuuuun! I was so worried you'd be mad at me for yelling at you! I'm sorry! You should have told me it was Naruto's bet!" She resurfaced her face to stare at him with emerald orbs. "Why didn't you?" she squeaked.

"Hn," he replied. But he quickly added before she went raw angry again. "I thought I did."

Slowly, she blinked. That part seemed a little hazy. She only remembered blood and gore f this evening. "You did? Was I listening?"

"Probably not. You're screams were kinda loud."

The answer made her anger instantly return. "HEY! I was only screaming because creatures of the undead and supernatural were killing innocent people right of the streets by tearing their skulls open and eating their brains like Naruto eats Ramen!"

Naruto was currently unconscious.

"Hn."

"D-do... you forgive me?" she asked, suddenly nervous. "I really am sorry, Sasuke-kun. Really! You're so much better than Naruto!"

A smirk rose to the Uchiha's face at last. "Yea, I forgive you, Sakura," he declared.

What's with the sudden arrogance? she wondered. She ignored it and stood up, absentmindedly flicking her hair behind her shoulders. "See ya at school tommorow then," she grinned, waved, and closed the door behind her. The hint that she was in a hurry to get out of there was so obvious even the now conscious Naruto would have picked up on it if he would have noticed.

Sasuke stood too - once more (non absentmindedly) brushing himself off as if dirt was on the Uzumaki's floor; which it was. He stared as the host raised himself just as his latest and former guest have. They stared at eachother while one repeatedly blinked curiously and the other smirked.

"Just get out," Naruto sighed, pushing his friend toward the door. "Sakura-chan already knows and you're not gonna wear the dress. I'm hungry."

"See ya," Sasuke was close to signing off... but not yet.

"Leave!" Naruto yelled. His voice echoed through the pen door and down the hall of the apartment building.

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The neighbors of Uzumaki Naruto sighed. "Just like every night."

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Sasuke stepped out of the door and began walking down the odd-smelling, fluorescent-lighting hall. He ran a hand through his hair before suddenly stopping to smirk as wide as ever at the Uzumaki. "Oh, Naruto, by the way..."

"What?" Naruto asked suspiciously.

"I've won the bet. Sakura likes me more."

Well, this one was kinda short. And, of course, Sasuke won. Somehow. You know what that means, right? Naruto gets to wear the dress! :3! It will be in the next chapter so please read when it's up. As always, thanks for reading and reviewing! It makes me so happy to get reviews... By the way, adding this to your favorites or putting it on story alert is really nice and it makes me really happy but... they're not as encouraging as reviews. So both wouldn't hurt! For some reason i get frightened when i'm about to read a review. you never know if it's going to be critisizing my fragile heart... oh! (not meaning to blab on she still continues...) btw, i'm sorry for so much swearing! it truely is ridiculous... but i can't help it... so yea...well bye now! don't forget to wash behind your ears! :3