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Disclaimer: I wish... I wish I was Masashi Kishimoto...

Gaara awoke and graoned groggily. He saw Sasuke sitting up, rubbing his head, and Naruto and Ino seemed okay, and Gaara seemed...

Wait, how am I able to see myself?

He looked down. He was wearing a skirt, a red zip-top shirt, and leather gloves on his hands. He grabbed a lock of hair, and stared at it. Pink.

A look of confusion turned into a twisted look of horror.

"I'M A GIRL!!"

That scream caught Sasuke's attention. He sat up, stretching like a cat. Something felt off...very off...

He looked at his arm, and saw maroon linen. He looked down. Black slacks and ninja sandals. There were also...

"Hey!" He looked at everyone else. Their heads shot up to stare at him. He grinned.

"When I spin around, these little strips of linen flutter around in the breeze!"

Ino and Sakura (in Sasuke's form) smacked their foreheads.

"Well, it's obvious who got Gaara's body..." said an irate Sakura, pointing at Sasuke, who was now grinning like an idiot and spinning around on one foot. (lawls...Gaara spinning like a ballerina...)

She ran a shaky, masculine hand through Sasuke's rough, sticky hair. Urgh, what in the name of the seven pits of Hell did I see in this freak?

She turned to stare at a hyperventilating Gaara, who was now screaming.

"I'M A FREAKING GIRL! WHAT THE HELL?! GET ME-"

"Gaara, cool it!"

Gaara instanly quieted at the sound of Sakura barking out an order in Sasuke's deep voice. "Sorry, Sakura..."

"Okay, now that Gaara's calm..." she grabbed a still spinning Sasuke by the scruff of his neck and shook. Hard.

"STOP SPINNING, YOU NITWIT!"

A voice chuckled silently in the shadows. They three were switched, as planned. He had to hand it to him, his parner had some brilliant plans under that stupid exterior...

"You coming?"

The unknown stranger turned to face his partner.

"Yeah...I'm coming..."

"We need to tell Tsunade-sensei..." said Sakura as she fiddled with her fingernails. Honestly, did Sasuke not know how to wash his hands or something? She started to scoop the dirt out from under Sasuke's fingernails as the trio tromped off to the Hokage tower. Gaara was still freaked about being a girl, and Sasuke was humming a little song under his breath.

"Mr. Sandman...give me a dream...make him the cutest that I've ever seen..."

"Sasuke, don't sing that. It's irritating."

"Give him two lips, like roses and clover..."

"Sasuke..."

"Then tell him that his lonesome nights are over..."

"SASUKE!"

He turned to face Gaara. "Yes?"

Gaara grabbed him by the front of his shirt, and lifted him clean off the ground.

"Sing that song again, and I'll use Sakura's super strength to punch you clear to next Tuesday..."

"But you can't!"

Gaara smirked. "Watch me..."

"But then the sand will stop you from harming me, because I'm in your body!"

Gaara cursed under his breath. The highly medicated idiot was right, as much as Gaara hated to admit it.

"Tsunade-hime!"

Gaara threw open the door to see the Sannin asleep on her desk. Again. He tiptoed up to the sleeping medic, and shouted. Loud.

"TSUNADE, GET YOUR LAZY ASS UP OFF YOUR DESK! NOW!!"

The drunken kunoichi raised her head. Groggily, she saw "Sakura" with a frown on her face and her arms crossed over her chest, "Sasuke" looking disgusted, and "Gaara" spinning around on one leg, watching the strips of linen on his shirt flutter in the breeze.

"What do you want, Sakura?"

"Sakura" stared at the woman. She then calmly told her something that caused Tsunade's heart to stop its rhythmic beat.

"I'm not Sakura, I'm Gaara. Sakura, Sasuke, and I seem to have switched bodies. Can you help us?"

Tsunade went wide-eyed before pitching foward into a faint.

"Shit! This is not good!"

Gaara stared. "Well, this is bad for diplomacy..."

Sasuke was freaked, Sakura began banging her head against the wall, and Gaara ran to the ladies room for a bucket of water and ice.

"Sasuke, help me wake her up!"

Sakura began to shake her sensei by the shoulders. Nothing.

Gaara dumped the whole bucket of ice water on the blonde Sannin. Still nothing.

"Sasuke, do something!"

Sasuke stared at the hypervetilating Gaara and Sakura. "But what?"

"Shock her," screamed Gaara shrilly.

Sasuke looked at Tsunade.

"Your Social Security check bounced! Modern fashion is immoral! YOUNG PEOPLE SWEAR!!"

"Damn it! What are we going to do?"

Sakura looked up at Gaara. "You ass! There's nothing we can do! If she doesn't fucking wake up, we're no closer to getting back in our damn bodies as Choji is likely to go on a diet!"

Gaara then had an idea.

"Oh Tsunade-hime," he said, "All the sake in the world has been destroyed!"

"NOOO!" The Sannin shot up faster than a Roman Candle. "NOT THE SAKE!"

"Thought that'd get you awake," said Gaara smugly.

HOURS LATER...

"So let me get this straight...you all were training, when some weirdo shouts out 'Trade Places no Jutsu' and makes you switch bodies?"

The trio nodded.

"And you expect me to believe this why?"

"Because you can trust us," offered Sasuke hopefully. Sakura and Gaara stared, sceptical.

"Okay, because you can trust Gaara and Sakura?"

Tsunade stared. Everyone listened with bated breath.

"Fine...but only if you give me a week to research this and figure out a cure."

As the three left, Tsunade sighed.

"What did I get myself into?"

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