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Naruto looked at the clock in anticipation. The gang would be there any minute. As Saturday approached he had completely forgotten all about the Uchiha and Hyuuga. It wasn't like they were going to be there tonight anyway. They were much too busy to come to a petty high school reunion.

Just as he begin looking for some extra bedrolls for his friends the door of his house burst open as an excited Kiba bound in. He looked just as he had a few months ago when Naruto had last seen him. Brown eyes sparked with mischief and excitement as Kiba grinned. His grin looked feral since his canine teeth were somewhat longer than normal. The only overall difference was his spiky brown hair was held up in one of Naruto's very own 'Rasengan Dojo' headbands. The dojo's logo was imbedded on the black fabric: a swirling vortex that surrounded a leaf. It symbolized the name of the dojo as well as where it was located.

Hinata was right behind him. Naruto hated the fact that Hinata looked so much like her cousin, but he didn't dislike her for it. She was still beautiful either way with her pale skin and black hair. Her lilac colored eyes only added to her beauty. Also, according to Kiba she was well endowed; however, Naruto saw no reason to look at her in that way.

"Hey! Guess who's here!"

Naruto smiled welcomingly when Temari practically dragged Shikamaru through the door. Other than looking older, Shikamaru and Temari looked the same as well. Temari still wore tight mini skirts and tanks despite society calling it revealing. Her hair had gotten longer though and she was wearing it down instead of up, but she still looked the same. Shikamaru stood, or slouched, next to her. His hair pulled back as usual; however, it appeared he was already dressed for the reunion because he was wearing a suit. Probably to avoid the 'troublesome' need to change later.

"Where's Gaara?" His question didn't go unanswered as a head of crimson hair stepped in after them. "Gaara!"

Naruto couldn't help himself as he ran over and embraced his somewhat, adopted brother. It was just like old times. He would pull Gaara into a hug, and in turn, Gaara would stand there motionless and not kill him. Gaara was somewhat intimidating to people around him, what with the rings around his eyes from lack of sleep and dark colored clothes. But not to Naruto, to Naruto he was his brother. Getting a good look at Gaara's face he saw a red kanji tattoo, but didn't question it. Gaara probably wouldn't answer anyway.

After he pulled away he noticed Temari was staring at him. He assumed it was because she still wasn't used to Gaara accepting a hug, but apparently, it had nothing to do with that.

"Oh, my god! You've totally changed!" exclaimed Temari.

"What are you talking about?" Naruto frowned.

"It's the haircut dude; they never saw you after you got that haircut after high school. We used to not be able to see your face," explained Kiba.

"That and the muscles!" added Temari, "But I'm guessing you had them before. You just let yourself go in high school, when all you did was study."

Naruto couldn't help, but walk over to a mirror that hung on the wall of his living room and study his reflection. He didn't look different to himself. His blonde hair had been short for years now and he usually spiked it up. But his scars had always been there. Ever since he was little. He didn't even remember how he got them. Sure, his physique was more defined, but again he had never worn tank tops to school. And of course his eyes had always been blue.

"Oh, I guess I'm just used to it," shrugged Naruto, finally.

"But what happened to your face, I mean they add to your personality, but when did you get those scars?" she asked.

"Oh, I've always had them." Naruto frowned at that. His hair hadn't covered up his face that badly!

"No way," Temari stalked closer for a better look, "Even if your hair covered part of your face we would have seen part of them."

"Temari, I think you are the only one who never noticed," interrupted Shikamaru. Kiba nodded in agreement.

"Way to make me feel horrible, Mr. Troublesome," Temari focused her anger on her genius, but at the same time, stupid boyfriend.

"Um, so, what did you guys want to do until we have to get ready?" asked Naruto in a successful attempt to change the subject.

"Oh, that's right," Temari turned to face him one more, "Gaara needs clothes. Then I thought we could get an early dinner. I doubt the food selection at these things will have changed that much."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"Hey, speaking of food, where's Choji?" inquired Naruto.

"Visiting family," replied Shikamaru, "He'll meet us there tonight."

"Oh, I guess we'll see him later then, huh?"

"Yep, now, who's ready to go shopping?" asked Temari.

Kiba and Naruto both shared uneasy glances while Gaara hid himself silently behind Naruto.

Temari turned to leave without giving anyone time to answer so instead they simply followed her to what, they were sure, was not going to be any fun at all.

Naruto and Gaara walked side by side as the approached their old school. Naruto wore a black dress shirt highlighted with orange buttons while Gaara wore his new crimson dress shirt that matched his hair perfectly. Gaara and Naruto had also switch roles when it came to their hair. Gaara usually wore his straight, but had, had it spiked all day. Naruto had washed out his hair gel so that his hair framed his face. However, because his hair was layered, it spiked somewhat naturally.

The others were already walking through the door, but since Naruto and Gaara were officially catching up and because Gaara took his time walking; they made their way towards the door much more slowly.

As soon as they reached the door they handed the school faculty member their invites and walked inside. Colored lights flashed insanely and music crashed over them like a wave once they stepped into their old cafeteria. Tables had been pushed to the side for a make shift dance floor. Naruto instantly recognized the songs that had been extremely popular back when they were in high school. What made him laugh was the fact that everyone on the dance floor had created a mob of grinding bodies. Sure, they were what? Anywhere from 26 years old to 28 years old? They weren't old. Even he went clubbing here and there when he wanted a drink.

With that thought he had a sudden urge to dance, but he dutifully followed Gaara to the refreshments table. As he stepped near the punch bowl he noticed Gaara pull a flask from his pocket and watched amused as Gaara spiked the punch.

"You know, everyone here is legally of age, not to mention I think there's an open bar on the other end of the room," said Naruto.

"…," Gaara shrugged before speaking for the first time that day, "It will be more fun to watch the people who are avoiding alcohol get drunk and lose themselves to the night."

Despite Gaara sounding monotone and scary, Naruto laughed. He had a feeling he knew who used to spike the punch at homecoming and prom back in high school. He had always wondered why Gaara would come, grab a cup of punch, and go stand in the corner for the rest of the night.

Naruto noted that Gaara had made two cups before adding whatever he had; so he took one of those. He looked at Gaara expectantly, waiting to see where they would be standing for the rest of the night. However, to his surprise, Gaara was starring at the dance floor with what Naruto thought was a vivid gleam in his eyes. Even after he blinked a couple times it was still there. To Naruto, it looked like, dare he say, lust?

Almost as soon as he thought it Gaara turned to face him. Naruto couldn't help but gulp. It was almost like Gaara had heard his inner thoughts. Naruto quickly looked away and pretended like he had not been starring.

"Dance,"

Naruto turned to look at Gaara questioningly; unsure of whether he actually heard Gaara say something.

"Dance… with me,"

Okay, this time Naruto had seen his mouth move, but it was like his brain couldn't process the words. "E-Excuse me?"

Gaara shot him a glare which shut him up rather quickly. Suddenly his cup was back on the table and Gaara was pulling him onto the dance floor.

Well, this is going to be interesting.

Sasuke stood with his back against the wall; calmly sipping his bloody mary. He didn't want to be there. He would have been quite content remaining at the office to help set up the move, or even help his brother move stuff back to their house!

"Still think it's boring?" questioned an amused voice. Sasuke didn't have to look to know Neji was standing there. Nor did he need to look to know Neji was running his fingers through his waist length, brown hair while trying to hide his own aggravation at being there.

"Yes," Sasuke said through grit teeth, "I still don't know why you made me come Hyuuga, but I for one do not find standing here watching people have sex on the dance floor fun."

"Relax, I'm sure you could easily find a nice girl for the night… or guy," Neji purred before sipping his own drink.

"Hn," replied Sasuke, "As if I didn't lay all the good looking ones in high school. You know I don't double dip… even if it was ten years ago."

Neji sighed mockingly, "This is precisely why you'll never have a relationship, Sasu-kun." Neji chuckled while using his favorite nickname.

Sasuke scoffed, "Like you can talk. Aren't we here for the sole purpose of making sure your cousin doesn't do anything with that boyfriend of hers?"

"Of course! I don't care if my uncle gave her permission. He's absolutely… mmm delicious," finished Neji without thinking.

Even Uchiha Sasuke couldn't keep the disgusted expression off his once emotionless face, "What?"

"Absolutely beautiful…" Neji continued to mumble meaninglessly while his eyes darkened with lust.

Finally understanding that Neji couldn't be talking about Inuzuka, Sasuke followed his friend's gaze. It landed on a very interesting sight. What caught his attention was the gorgeous blonde he had never met before. His hair stood out strikingly amongst the throng of people, and from where Sasuke was standing, his body looked nicely toned. What shocked him was the fact that, this blond, was dancing with Subaku. He had never seen Subaku do anything more than stare into space but there he was, grinding seductively against the blonde.

"Have you ever seen the blonde before?" inquired Neji without taking his eyes off the two men.

"No, but did you even notice who's dancing with him?" questioned Sasuke.

"Hm, interesting indeed," murmured Neji, "I'd say I found my conquest for the night, but if he didn't go to our school then he must be here because he's Subaku's lover."

"Hn," Sasuke starred for a few more moments before smirking, "I don't think so. The blonde is mine."

Neji scoffed, "Are you going deaf my dear Sasu-kun? I don't think Subaku would appreciate you wooing his lover. Even if it is for only one night."

"Ah, but you see, I don't think they're lovers." Sasuke chuckled, "They could be dancing much closer, and they're obviously putting on a show… or should I say Subaku is putting on a show."

"What do you mean?" Neji frowned.

Sasuke simply smirked before gesturing towards the two men. On closer inspection you could see that whenever the blonde turned just so, Subaku's gaze rested solely on their corner of the room, and it certainly wasn't Sasuke he was throwing lustful glances at.

Neji seemed to realize this, but whether he truly met Gaara's gaze or not Sasuke was unsure.

"Shall we go ask to cut in?" asked Neji.

"I think-

"Uchiha-san?"

Sasuke was cut off by a familiar voice from behind them.

"What Nara?" asked Sasuke somewhat irritated.

"I couldn't help, but notice where you two were looking," Shikamaru paused to mutter 'troublesome' under his breath before continuing. "I just thought I'd suggest you don't go over there."

"You know who the blonde is?" Neji turned his attention curiously to Shikamaru.

"Hai, but… wait, you mean you don't recognize him?" Shikamaru frowned as he understood for the first time exactly why his boss had been gazing at Naruto and Gaara. "On second thought, never mind."

Shikamaru turned and left before his boss could demand he tell him who the guy he'd been checking out actually was. It'll be more entertaining to see how Naruto reacts to the approach I can only imagine Sasuke will take… this could be entertaining… if I don't take a nap first.

Naruto was a little awkward at first dancing with his brother-like figure; especially, in the way they were dancing, but after a while he just closed his eyes and began to feel the music. It also helped him block out the image of Gaara actually dancing. He just couldn't imagine it; even if it was happening currently. Oh well, he had wanted to dance.

"May I cut in?" a deep voice spoke from behind him. He almost shivered at the warm breath that ghosted across his ear.

"Huh?" Naruto stopped dancing so he could process the words before dropping his arms from Gaara's shoulders. "Sure," he moved to step back, but was surprised when two arms pulled him back into a firm chest and started to sway to the music. He had thought the guy wanted to dance with Gaara! He opened his eyes to figure out who had grabbed him, but before he could look behind him he froze. There not ten feet in front of him was Hyuuga Neji and Gaara. What shocked him more was the way Gaara was practically one with him while they danced.

He had thought Gaara and he dancing was weird, but this completely blew his mind. He quickly reclosed his eyes to rid himself of the image of Gaara practically having sex with Neji.

"Hn," came the voice of the man behind him, "Would you like to dance like them? I would enjoy it," purred the voice seductively.

Without realizing it Naruto had completely relaxed in the man's arms while they danced. His head dropped back on the shoulder behind him, but his eyes remained closed.

The man must have seen it as an invite because not a moment later the man buried his face in the crook of Naruto's neck.

Naruto began to feel a little hot with the man constantly, mouthing his neck and occasionally, nipping his ear. Hands traveled under his shirt.

Soon the song changed, as well as, the stranger's dancing.

"Hmmm, I want to see you more clearly."

That was all the warning Naruto got before the man gripped his belt loops and turned him around. At the same moment Naruto opened his eyes.

Naruto gasped as soon as his azure eyes met familiar obsidian ones.

Uchiha Sasuke

Naruto felt himself torn in two. The man he hated towered over him, controlling the way he moved, kissing him…

On one hand his old self training of sitting back and letting Sasuke do whatever the hell he wanted, was holding him still. On the other hand he wasn't sure what he wanted to do about the situation.

"Why'd you quit dancing?"Sasuke pulled him closer, this time leaning towards his face instead of his neck.

Oh, hell no.

Sasuke is officially here!

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