Naruto certainly doesn't belong to me. Syrup covered Ramen, disgusting as that is, is techincally my idea. So ha.
"SAKURA-CHAN" A certain blondehaired boy screamed at the top of his lungs, "What happened to you, your shirt.." Sakura immediately jumped of Sasuke and coverered herself, best as she was able, more than a little relieved when Naruto's gaze turned to Sasuke's battered form.
"Don't say it Naruto." Sasuke spoke, before Naruto had a chance to say anything.
Naruto forced a laugh, trying to hide how concerned he really was, "What happened to you?" Sasuke just rolled his eyes.
Sakura, in my pack, I brought a spare shirt," he said, looking at her covering herself, "Perhaps you want it?" She was dashing over towards his pack faster than anyone had ever seen her move before.
"Now your being nice to Sakura-Chan?! What the hell happened!?"
"She..." He looked over at her, and she shook her head, "Bandaged me up, thats all."
"Thats all?" Naruto poked Sasuke in the side, with a lecherous look in his eyes.
"That all." Sasuke, still wincing in pain, had been a great lier ever since Itachi.
"No matter. Damnit, Sasuke. Least you managed to get another scroll. Now we've got both." The blondes smile was probadly bigger than the sum total of all of Sasuke's smiles in the last year.
"No, idiot. We have none. We lost ours."
A look of genuine confusion crossed Naruto's face. "Then what are these, he pulled out from his belt pouch, a set of two scrolls. Sasuke didn't even know what to say.
Yakushi Kabuto watched, silent and still, from the bushes. It wouldn't do at all to have Orochimaru's chosen failing the exam.
Team 7 reached the central tower of the Forest of Death 3 days later, only four days into the exam. They had a little trouble with three genin from Hidden Rain, but an excellent tag team from Naruto and Sasuke had crushed the three genjutsu users. After proceeding through Iruka-Sensei's formal lecture, they arrived at the central arena, where they were told that tommorow, due to an unprecedented amount of Genin's, twenty in all passing through the forest that there would be a tournament tommorow to determine which ten would proceed to the real Chuunin exam tournament. All the teams would be staying the night had a room assigned to them to stay the night, and much to Chouji and Naruto's relief, food was being provided.
After eating a rather mediocre supper with Kakashi, team 7 proceeded to their room for the 'night', using the term lightly since it was only 5:30.
What a tiny room, Sakura thought to herself. It was barely bigger than her room at home. Sasuke, she could see was noticeably scowling at the thought of spending a night in such close quarter with Naruto. At least she hoped he didn't hate having her around... Sasuke reached over to one of the cots, and picked up a navy blue shirt, identical to the one Kakashi wore. In fact, it was indeed one of the one's Kakashi wore all the time. Sasuke, who had been shirtless since the forest of death, slipped it on without a seconds hesitation. Sakura couldn't help but giggling a little, and Naruto burst out laughing. The sleeves were halfway down Sasuke's legs. Sasuke pulled a Kunai from his pouch, and savagely attacked the shirt, chopping it into something resembling the tshirt he had once wore. Naruto was cackling wildly, madly, rolling on the ground. Sakura had a big grin on her face, trying not to laugh at the sight of the avenger wearing a mangled, oversized piece of fabric that only vaguely resembled a shirt.
"Shut up, Naruto." Sasuke snarled, kicking his friend in the ribs.
Naruto didn't shut up, only stopped laughing for about a second to pipe up, his eyes filled with tears "Why don't you make Sakura wear that then?"
Sasuke kicked Naruto again, "This thing," he said, using a tone of voice normally reserved for long rants about Itachi, "barely stays on me. Sakura would probadly slide right out of it."
Sakura's eyes went wide again. That was three times in twenty four hours he had been nice to her. "Thank you, Sasuke-Kun, I..."
Whatever she was, no one ever found out, as Sasuke cut her off. "Sakura, enough of the Kun. We're friends right. Its just Sasuke." She couldn't help but smiling, not only because Sasuke was now standing on the prostrate Naruto's chest, grinding his heel into the blonde's solar plexus. That was four times!
Sakura woke first of the trio, at literally the crack of dawn. She showered brushed her hair, and after proudly donning 'her' Uchiha crested shirt, hurried off to breakfast, where they were supposed to meet Kakashi for breakfast in ten minutes, not wanting to be late on the off chance that he was on time. It had happened once. Well, not really, but once he had left a note, saying he was going to be late in advance. She wasn't quite alone in the dining hall. Team Gai was there, and they all went very silent when she entered the room. She pretended not to notice, and poured herself a cup of tea. Naruto ran in a few minutes later, breaking the akward silence with a loud "Sorry I'm late!"
"Its okay Naruto," She mumbled seeing team Gai walk out. About ten minutes later, Kakashi strode into the room, allowing Sakura to escape from the conversation she was having with Naruto, who was trying to convince her to exchange the Uchiha shirt for his garish orange jacket.
"Where's Sasuke?" Kakashi said, sounding bored as ever.
"Probadly sleeping in. He was pretty hurt..." Sakura failed to keep the worry from her voice.
Kakashi noticed this, and giving her his best smile, said "Sakura, why don't you bring him breakfast. If my memory serves he loves BLTs." She pracitcally jumped at the idea, leaving Kakashi alone with Naruto. "So. Anything new, Naruto."
Naruto looked up from his third stack of pancakes a big grin on his face. "I've had a genius idea." Kakashi tried his best to look interested, taking a spoonful of his cereal. "Ramen with Syrup!"
Sakura walked into her room, only to find Sasuke clad in just a towel, obviously just out of the shower. She prompltly fainted. Sasuke caught her, and breakfast tray, before either hit the ground, somehow managing to not even spill the grape juice. With a sigh, he set her on her bed, grabbed his clothes, and got dressed, eyeing the sandwich hungrily. How had she known his favourite?
After finishing breakfast, he looked over at Sakura, still passed out. A rather mischivous grin crossed his face. He walked over to the bathroom, filled his hands with water, and proceeded to drench to sleeping kunoichi. She woke spluttering."What the hel... Sasuke-K," she managed to catch herself, then remembering what had happened, her cheeks turning as red as her old dress had been said , "I'm so sor-"
"No problem." he said. "We need to be at the arena in twenty minutes. Shall we?" he started walking towards the door, and she hurried after him, trying to stop blushing.
Would it be cheating to go to the previous chapter and change when I said this was going to be up? Sorry it was late.