Disclaimer: I don't own anything and am not making money off of it. True story.

Authors Note: So very sorry it took so long to update. School owned my soul. It's break for now though, so maybe I'll be able to update regularly for a while. Reviews good or bad encourage me to update.

Also, to Moocow33: Yeah, Neji's been there since he was a freshie. If someone hasn't I'll probably make that clear soon after introducing them into the story, so no more worries I hope. Thanks so much for reviewing, by the way. It made me really happy!

Shikamaru POV

Slowly, I started to become more and more aware of my surroundings as I drifted out of sleep. The first thing that came to my attention is that it was soft, so very soft. And even better than that, it was warm. Having yet to open my eyes but judging by the vibrations I guessed I was still on the bus, I groaned. It was so comfortable in dreamland, why must I always awaken from it? My groan quickly turned into a yawn and my arm automatically moved to stretch—what? The movement had caused my palm and a portion of my arm to slide against something smooth and warm. The something was also moving-- breathing. My eyes finally opened in horror only to meet the gaze of one very flustered Neji Hyuuga. Damn, that red on his cheeks makes him look like a girl.

"Oh, so you've decided to wake up?" Neji spoke up a moment after our eyes met. Was it me or did his expression just turn from slight curiosity to anger? Not that it matters when all I can manage is to keep staring up at him. His eyes narrow. I nod "I'm awake, but that wasn't really my choice… I mean, I didn't want to-" I was cut off by a growl of impatience.

"Do. You. Mind!?" Neji snaps down at me. He proceeds to look exasperated when I only return his bitching with a tired stare. I just woke up, give a guy a break, sheesh.

The Hyuuga boy heaves a dramatic sigh and looks pointedly down at his own chest, my gaze follows out of courtesy, I'd been using him as a pillow, so I suppose he at least deserves a little of my attention as payment-- oh.

My hand is up his shirt.

My. Hand. Is. Is.

Not good.

Perhaps if I play it off as if it's no big deal he'll ignore the whole thing… I yank my hand out from underneath his shirt and launch myself so hard in the opposite direction, to get as far away from the other boy as possible, that I end up landing in the aisle of the bus on my ass. Smooth Shikamaru, smooth.

Neji peers down at me, trying to coax his smirk back into an expression of cold nonchalance. Great, glad he thinks it's so amusing… "Ehh. Why the hell didn't you just push me off to begin with? Would have saved me the trouble of moving myself…" I tried my best to look as wronged as possible. Hey, if pretending it's no big deal didn't work, at least try to place the blame on someone else, right?

Neji frowned. "…I…You have no right to question…" He paused, seemingly gathering himself before smirking once again "You just looked so comfortable and peaceful subconsciously molesting me."

I'm absolutely positive my face hasn't felt this hot in a long time. "We both know that's not-"

"Do we?" He interrupted "because I don't quite agree, you see, you were acting very affectionate towards me, with the nuzzling and whatnot."

"…"

I decide it's best to not waste my breath with a response, or at least one beyond complaints about 'scary girly-boys and their fantasies'. Pulling myself up off the aisle while muttering a string of complaints, I plop myself down next to the Hyuuga again, folding my arms and pointedly looking in the other direction. He doesn't say anything more, thankfully, so neither do I. Though he's silently fuming beside me, I can sense it. Maybe he doesn't like being referred to as being girly…

As soon as the bus pulled up in front of the school I was out of my seat and making my way down the aisle before anyone else, quickly hightailing it into the school building as soon as I stepped out of the vehicle. If my mother had been here to see how fast I moved, she would have probably had a heart attack. Oh well. Extreme situations call for extreme measures. Avoiding Hyuuga for at least one day is worth over exerting myself. Maybe. Besides, if all the running around and dodging dangerous confrontations made me too tired, there was always a desk with my name on it, right?

Sasuke POV

Witnessing Nara Shikamaru flat out run at full speed into the school building like he actually wanted to be there made me realize something.

Clearly, apocalypse was upon us.

I continued to stare out of the bus window, wondering what was up with the Nara kid (though not really caring) while waiting for the bus to clear. It is best to avoid crowds as much as possible when you are an Uchiha, 'accidental' groping simply happens far too often for comfort. As soon as the bus was mostly clear, I made my way off and towards a promising day at school. Only not really. Once off the bus I caught sight of the Hyuuga boy not too far ahead of myself. He and I aren't what you would call friends, but we tolerate each other. He doesn't talk to me, I don't talk to him, he doesn't hate me, I don't hate him. Pretty simple really.

I lengthened my stride until I caught up with Neji, matching his pace and considering his profile. He looked upset. I decided to break the no talking rule between us to ask him what was wrong.

"What's up with you?"

Neji turned his head to give me a questioning look.

I shrugged. "It looks like you've seen a ghost. Only people are generally much paler when that happens. Your face is flushed."

Hyuuga's expression changed to one of annoyance, though he seemed more annoyed with himself than me.

"Well ghosts don't generally molest people while they're sleeping and then run off leaving said person highly disturbed."

I almost laughed at that, so was that why Shikamaru was so eager to get away? "Actually I think Uzumaki has recounted a tale about just that happening, so maybe it's more likely than you think. Though I doubt Nara Shikamaru is a ghost."

"Who?" Neji asked quirking an eyebrow.

"Don't tell me you don't know his name, he's the kid that always sleeps in class but still manages to pass. I know he was in phys ed with us a few years ago, you know, Jr. High."

"…That was him, wasn't it? I guess I failed to notice him much then so I didn't really recognize that I had shared a class with him…" At that Neji seemed to drift off into his own thoughts, so I assumed the conversation was over and walked ahead.

The first order of business as I entered the school building was to head straight for the boy's restroom, the bus had got us to school with fifteen minutes to spare and I had too much to drink for breakfast. I skillfully wound my way through the crowds and to my destination from memory. Upon entering the facilities I allowed nature to call, and unlike quite a few guys I could name would, went to wash my hands. As soon as I turned on the faucet the door creaked open loudly and hurried footsteps could be heard making their way across the room along with a "Fucking Kiba, last time I tell him I have to piss really bad! The stupid mutt went and called Sakura over just to stall me!"

Ah, that annoying, whiny voice.

I looked over my shoulder towards the johns to make a comment to the dumb blond about how if he didn't feel the need to announce the status of his bodily functions to the general public he wouldn't have as many problems, but upon seeing the other boy I found I couldn't speak at all. His hands were located down by his crotch, obviously, though one was being used to hold up the length of a skirt. A very cute just-above-knee length, pleated, orange skirt.

…No fucking way.

My mind was whirling as I looked over the rest of Naruto's profile. At the end of the last school year he had foolishly challenged me to yet another fight, claiming that by if some slim chance he actually lost he would cross-dress once a week for the entire duration of the next school year. As always, I had kicked his ass six ways from Sunday. And sure enough, he was also clad in a girly tee with 'FOXY' written across the front in what looked to be some sort of rhinestones. I had not taken his claim seriously and never for even the briefest of seconds thought he would actually…

I opened my mouth to say something insulting only to realize it was already open.

I was staring and had been for quite some time.

By now Naruto was finished and in the process of pulling up his… Oh my god he's wearing panties. Actual women's underwear. I just continued to stare, completely stunned, so stunned apparently, that I failed to have noticed another person enter the restroom. It was likely that the only reason I noticed the black clad stranger now was because he was standing directly behind Naruto, currently wrapping his arms around the other boy's waist.

Naruto tensed, growling in frustration while the boy I didn't recognize (Funny. Naruto seemed to know who it was without even looking) chuckled.

"Aw, how cute. You're even using the men's restroom?"

"Get off of me, Sai."

"No, I don't think I will. Unless you admit you're really female."

Naruto snorted "I've already told you I'm not! I know I make a damn hot chick but really, get away from me!" At that the blond forcefully pulled the other's arms away from him.

"Waah, Naruto-baby, you're no fun." Sai whined.

Naruto just rolled his eyes and made his way for the door, (not intending to wash his hands. Disgusting.) only to stop dead when he caught sight of me for the first time, still standing by the sinks watching the exchange. He slowly turned his body towards me, eyes widened, apparently shocked.

"Sasuke…."

Ah, here comes the rant about how real men don't sneak up on people and that I should be ashamed of myself. That rant is sure to be endlessly followed by even more rants, probably all dealing with him informing me that he never goes back on his word and that wearing women's clothing doesn't make him any less manly. He's so fucking annoying. He'll probably follow me to class just to make more time to-

"Are you blushing?" His question was so sincere that I realized I must be. Fuck, am I?