I'm back, baby! And since my carpal tunnel isn't acting up, I'll have less spelling errors, I promise!

Gaara: Just get on with it.

Me: No.

Neji: Hurry up.

Me: You ain't the boss of me!

Sasuke: Panda-Chan21 does not own me, Gaara, Neji, Naruto, or anyone else for that matter.

Me: I have a Gaara plushie, though…

0800 hours: Konoha Theatre, First rehearsal.

I have sailed the world
beheld its wonders
from the Dardanelles,
to the mountains of Peru,
But there's no place like London!
I feel home again...
I could hear the city bells ring...
Whatever would I do?
No there's...

The first of the rehearsals was now underway, and Gaara and Naruto were in full costume. Naruto was beginning No Place like London.

"No place like London..." Gaara sang mournfully.

"Mr. Todd, sir…" whispered Naruto fretfully. Gaara (following his blocking) whirled around and grabbed his arm.

"You are young...Life has been kind to you...You will learn," he spat out.

Gaara then turned.

"'Tis here we go our seperate ways. Farewell Anthony. I will not soon forget the good ship Bountiful, nor the young man who saved my life."

"Stop!" shouted Shino, "Naruto, you're blocking the right foot forward! It's the left!"

Gaara sighed. It had been like this for an hour now, and Iruka was going insane with the costumes. Gaara tugged at his dark gray waistcoat and dirty pinstriped pants. He was spared the usual scoff by a shriek.

Ino ran out, wearing her costume. "I look disgusting!"

Temari sighed. "Ino, it's Victorian Gothic."

"It's disgusting is what it is," she cried out, "And plus, I have to KISS Gaara! That's gross in itself!"

"Lady," said Gaara, "You ain't much of a looker yourself."

"And at least you have a decent character," said Sakura walking out in her peasant garb and dirty silk hat, "I have to pretend I'm insane!"

"But Sakura," said Kankuro, adjusting his flamboyant royal blue suit and matador's cape, "You ARE crazy."

"Fuck you!"

Shino pulled out his penny whistle and blew hard. All shinobi clutched their ears in pain.

"Will you guys cut it out? Sakura, cue!"

Sakura walked on, hunched over and twitching as she walked. "Alms, alms for a miserable woman! On a miserable chilly mornin'!"

Naruto tossed her a coin, and Sakura fell upon it ravenously.

Thank ya, sir, thank ya...
How would ya like a little muff,
dear a little jig-jig,
a little bounce around the bush!

She turned over to Gaara, and pressed against him. No one really noticed the redhead go faintly pink.

Wouldn't ya like to push me parsley?
It looks to me, dear, that you've got plenty there to push!
Alms, alms for a pitiful woman...
what's got wandering wits?

Sakura then looked up, and pretended to notice Gaara for the first time. "Hey! Don't I know you, mister?"

"Must you glare at me, woman," shouted Gaara as he threw Sakura to the ground, "Off with you! Off I say!"

"Stop, stop…" said Shino again, exasperated, "Sakura, Gaara, if you don't try to be more convincing, then we'll have to spend the night in here."

"Sorry, Shino," said Sakura, as she picked herself up off the ground, "It's just weird doing that to Gaara of all people…"

"Nevermind," said Shino, grabbing his coffee, "We'll just take a break."

0900 hours: Morning Break

Sasuke stared as Gaara helped dust Sakura off and they went to go change. Neji called off Naruto, and Sasuke hid himself behind a pillar, muttering something under his breath.

There's a hole in the world like a great black pit
and the vermin of the world inhabit it
and its morals aren't worth what a pig could spit
and it goes by the name of London.
At the top of the hole sit the privileged few
Making mock of the vermin in the lonely zoo
turning beauty to filth and greed...
I too have sailed the world and seen its wonders,
for the cruelty of men is as wonderous as Peru
but there's no place like London!

He then kicked at a fake log on the ground, and wrapped his costume's cape closer around himself.

"That demon bastard doesn't deserve the part, nor does he deserve to work with…"

He trailed off, then kicked at the props again. "No…Sakura's responsible. If he tries anything though…"

He smirked.

"I'll kill him."

0930 hours: Costume Fittings

Sakura stood with Iruka, getting fitted for her costume, while Gaara sat watching in boredom. As Temari said something, Sakura laughed, and Gaara vaguely thought about how pretty she was with her hair shining in the stage lights.

"There was a barber and his wife," he sang quietly to himself, "and she was beautiful..."
a foolish barber and his wife.
She was his reason for his life...
and she was beautiful, and she was virtuous.
And he was naive.

Sasuke walked up to Sakura, and Gaara frowned.

There was another man who saw
that she was beautiful...
A pious vulture of the law
who, with a gesture of his claw
removed the barber from his plate!
And there was nothing but to wait!
And she would fall!
So soft!
So young!
So lost and oh so beautiful!

He then stood, turning away to walk off the stage, his frown turning into a scowl.

There's a hole in the world like a great black pit
and it's filled with people who are filled with shit!
And the vermin of the world inhabit it!

Well, that's it for this chapter…I hope you enjoyed what little I could come up with while under the influence of writer's block! REVIEW!!