Disclaimer: I love Suigetsu, but I don't own him…sigh…

Note: A bit of OOC on this one…I think I went a bit overboard…and no, I wasn't on drugs when I wrote this; I was on the computer…

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Highway 96:

Suigetsu thought that he was the coolest person to ever live. He rode his motorcycle with a flair no one but him could achieve.

It was on the Highway 96 did he learn that he wasn't the coolest person alive.

A battered, faded, paint-chipped old Chevy terrorized fifteen different cars and seventeen different passengers.

The driver, a mischievous looking boy at about sixteen with amazing blue eyes and bright blond hair, grinned happily at the sight that he was winning the contest.

"Ha ha ha ha! You stupid cars! Can't get past this ol' Chevy can't ya?!" He crowed triumphantly.

His passenger, a pretty, dark haired boy with onyx eyes, only screamed.

"Hey, bastard, don't go insane on me now! This is so much fun!" Naruto shouted happily as he pressed down on the gas pedal. The '69 car ran at a speed no one could believe an old car like that could go.

Naruto felt like he was high on drugs. No, this was even better than drugs! He swerved, scaring the car and driver next to him, and then ended up in the middle of the dotted yellow lines.

Sasuke, who had half fainted, silently prayed for the police to come, somewhat unconsciously.

But his half consciousness didn't last for long; a loud shout of anger from Naruto brought Sasuke back to earth.

"DAMN THAT HOODLUM!" Naruto swore, glaring at the leather jacketed, white haired youth on a sleek Harley-Davidson motorcycle.

"Naruto. Shut up. And don't go calling other people hoodlums." Sasuke snapped. His patience was wearing out, and he was slowly regaining his usual cold attitude.

Naruto ignored him. Again. His brows were furrowed, and he was muttering something disconcerting under his breath.

"What about castrating?" Sasuke demanded, turning quickly to stare at him, wildly. Naruto hardly ever made threats about penises (surprise!).

"Nothing, bastard. Go back to your beauty sleep." Naruto muttered, loud for Sasuke to hear.

"Beauty sleep-!" Enraged, Sasuke pulled out his cell and quickly dialed his brother's number.

"Brother, save me. We're on highway 96 and I'm stuck in a car with a maniac. Huh? Oh, we're in the –" Sasuke's frantic call to his brother was stopped when all of a sudden, the Chevy flew into the air and landed straight ahead of the motorcycle.

"Hell yeah!" Naruto pumped his fist into the air, grinning broadly. "That outta show the wannabe hoodlum!"

The phone slipped out of Sasuke's hand. Sasuke was frozen. They. Had. Just. Flew. In. a. CHEVY!

Several yards behind the Chevy, Suigetsu pulled over to the side of the road, took off his helmet, and stared.

"That was, like, totally cool, man." He whispered, awed.

"And you are, like, totally in trouble, man." A smooth and cool voice answered from behind him.

Suigetsu spun around, eyes wide. "What the fu—oh, er, hi." His voice became slightly timid.

A dark man, with unusually sharp teeth, like Suigetsu's (but sharper, if that was possible), smiled. He looked like a shark. With him, a quiet, dark haired and handsome man stood against a police car.

"O-officer K-K-Kisame! And Officer I-I-I-Itachi…" His voice trailed off as he quailed pitifully under the quiet man's red, unblinking gaze.

After ten minutes of painful discussion, the officers jumped back into their police car and sped up, after the blue Chevy that had already terrorized seven more cars and reached thirty miles ahead of where Suigetsu was.

He was lucky, to have survived through the officers' questionings…Suigetsu shoved his helmet unceremoniously on his head. He learned his lesson, after seeing that flying car. Suigetsu was not the coolest person alive.

But, as he climbed back on his motorcycle, he vowed to learn how to fly on his motorcycle…

And Naruto finally exited the highway and came to a stop at Mickey D's.

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End…for this one….next one…wait for it….