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"Man, dude, you need more time than a girl!" Kiba growled and his little, white puppy barked in agreement. The little dog's name was Akamaru and the brunette had him on the weekend because he was still to young for being alone the whole morning. Kiba's sister took care of the puppy for him until the dog was big enough for staying with the lad. "Naruto! Hurry up!" he yelled and knocked loudly at the door to the blonde's bathroom. He was already done and waited in the other's apartment for his clumsy friend who had been in the bathroom for over an hour now.

"Only one more minute! My ears aren't done yet!" the Uzumaki answered and the Inuzuka rolled his eyes.

"You're pretty enough, sweetheart. Now come out before I fucking kick that door down!" the brunette said and finally the blond came out of the bathroom. He was wearing a bright-brown Yukata and furry, yellow fake fox-ears. On his back he had a fake tail in the same yellow, too. Kiba rose an eyebrow and asked, "And, uhm, … … What are you?"

Naruto mewled and showed his new sharp teeth out of plastic purring, "I'm a fox-daemon! Hiss!!" The brown-haired looked at him and even Akamaru tilted his head whimpering.

"... … Babe, you know that it's actually Halloween?" Kiba said the last word very slowly so that the blond understood his point.

The Uzumaki's head turned red and he growled, "What's wrong with my costume?! You and your... ... your... furry rompers!! You're not frightening either, believe it!!!" He pointed at the slightly bigger boy, eyes narrowed and ears flying almost from his head.

Kiba just giggled and smirked, "Babe, you can't challenge with me. I, comparing with you, am a really frightening creature – a werewolf, not a cute little kitty." Naruto put his big ears back on his head and huffed angrily.

"Well, I like my creative dress. Pff, a werewolf... … Boooooring, believe it."

"Maybe boring, but scary as well, dude." the brunette smiled and started walking. "C'mon, if we are late Iruka-Sensei'll be angry with us." The Uzumaki glanced on his furry back but followed him. Maybe Sasuke did a mistake that night in the middle of so many people. That would be his chance.

When the two arrived, their classmates were already in the middle of preparation. The main entrance was done and they were working in the hall now. Here and there were some spider-nets, bats and chains on the walls, monsters out of paper and some were putting tables with a dark cloth for the food at the site and decorated them as well with small spiders, ants and skulls. Naruto wided his eyes in amazing, the Festival-Club, which designed the presentation of the school, had done a great work and the Uzumaki understood why it was even harder to join that club instead of the Photo-Club.

"YOU!" he suddenly heard and flinched. "LATE! AGAIN!!!" Iruka yelled, his head deep red with anger. The teacher pointed at some students and shouted, "All the others are already working and you two are always the late-comers!" The teacher was wearing some old, teared cloths, big, green and fake gloves and he was holding a mask out of plastic in his hands.

Naruto moved his head slightly to the site and giggled into Kiba's ear, "Hu-ho! Frankenstein...!" The brunette forced his laughed back, murmuring something in his hand.

"Silence!" Iruka yelled and the two boys froze. The adult crossed his arms over his chest and eyed the two critically. "Instead of staying there and laughing you should go helping your classmates. Now." he ordered and the lads nodded quickly, turning around on their wheel's and running to a group of people. The brown-haired teacher just shook his head with a weak smile.

Naruto was caring two chairs into the hall when he found a minute to look around.

He almost knew the names of his mates, so that he recognized some of them through they were wearing costumes. There was a girl, for example, who had short black hair and was wearing a long, white kimono and a bond over her forehead, so that she looked like a ghost. Ah, yes, Hinata Hyuuga was her name. She was Neji's cousin, he had seen her sometimes in front of the club-room waiting for him. Then there were two guys, Shikamaru and Choji, who were a mummy and a ghost today. Well, Shikamaru just used the bonds to hide his closed eyes – he was sleeping, of course – and Choji had brought some food with him under the big white sheet. He had only cut out two holes for his eyes, while he was eating chips under the cloth. The blond had been in contact with the two guys lately, because they were Kiba's childhood-friends.

A weak, sad smile was over his face. He considered Gaara as his friend, but the Uzumaki knew that the red-haired had used him most of the time they were together. Gaara had helped him, yes he did, but his addiction let him use Naruto way too often. If the blond didn't know him better, he would have left him years ago. The red-haired just needed more time and he-

"Baka! Watch out!" suddenly someone screamed and Naruto lifted his head a bit, seeing a ladder with a girl on top falling in his direction. He saw the back of the girl, her bright red hair... "Baka! Out of the way!" somebody yelled again, but Naruto was so surprised that he wasn't able to move. But before the metal ladder reached him he was jerked back violently and fell on his site and he heard how something landed next to him with a thud noise before the ladder crushed on the ground right in front of himself. The blond wided his eyes and crawled back scared, panting a bit. That thing would have hit him perfectly... …

"You idiot! Do you ever listen what people tell you?!" the same voice as before shouted at him and the blond finally found himself again.

"Woooow! That was close!" he said, crawling backwards. The, obviously, male person next to him sighed heavily, like he was annoyed by the lad. Meanwhile Naruto's brain started working again and he blinked at the ladder. But somehow something was missing... … "Ah?! Were is Sakura?! She was on top, wasn't she?!" he asked confused. He would never admit it, but he was attracted to the pretty red-haired girl. She was really smart and her bright hair seemed more pink than red and well, now she should be under the ladder, but she wasn't.

"S-Sasuke-kun you... … you've saved me...!" a – this time – female voice gasped and the blond looked eventually to the site, watching at the two persons laying on the floor alike him. He saw black and red cloth of a dress, a big black hat and pink hair...

"Sakura-chan! Are you alright?!" he wanted to know, sitting up and eyeing the woman who was dressed like a witch from hair to the toes, but he couldn't see any injures so far. The girl ignored him completely, only blinking with big green, sparkling eyes to her saver like he was a god.

The guy pushed her away roughly, his face looking like he thought he should had let the ladder fall over the girl so that she was out of the way. Well, it wasn't the first time Sakura was going on his nerves, she was even one of the more stubborn ones, circling over him like a predator around its prey. And know the red-haired had even a reason for staying around him all the time. Even now she wrapped her arms around his neck, moving her head forward and waiting for more actions from the other. But the male got free from her death-hug and stood up, taking a deep breath. And now Naruto recognized the man who just saved him as well.

The raven stood there, body stretched and proud, his hair rocking when he turned his head to the blond. It was as well cared as always, being a perfect contrast to the pale, almost white skin. It looked like just fallen snow and fit with the white blouse which reached out of the black vest and the black old-style suit. He even had a cape which was black on the outside and deep red in the inside and was fixed on his shoulders. He had a long, dark necklace with a black cross with white stones as well, it looked like it was very expensive. But the thing which jumped out the most were his eyes. A deep, capturing red had replaced the usually dark-blue and it was staring at the blond, eyeing every single thing which was on Naruto's cloths, body, face... everything. And when the dark-haired sighed he could see some long, sharp teeth in his mouth.

Sasuke looked so... ... so... unbelievable random.

Seriously – a vampire on Halloween? That was ridiculous. Even more random than random. Old-style. Red-eyed. And for what was that cross? Didn't the teme know that vampires were, well, frightened about crosses? The blond started giggling and the Uchiha narrowed his eyes.

Shaking his head he muttered a "Baka." and turned away while Naruto kept laughing. After all he thought that the raven was someone above the mainstream, but it seemed that the Uzumaki was wrong.

A big grin was over his face. Thinking from another site it was like a goal versus the dark-haired. Naruto became serious again and took a deep breath. The next goal was facing the Uchiha with his information.

The blond had been Sasuke's shadow for the last few hours. He had never lost him, he had always seen him and he knew about every small thing the Uchiha had done so far. Well, the Uzumaki was a bit lucky because the whole fan-club followed the raven so that he had no personal space after all and wasn't able to choose something by himself. Harder for him, easier for the stalking fox.

Sasuke had a lot of duties that night, he was the student-president as well and was responsible for the perfect success of the festival. He even have had a speech in front of mostly all students and visitors. But Naruto thought he might get problems with the Uchiha by following him, so he said to Neji that he would take the photos for the year-book. Yeah, even the Uzumaki had his moments where he was very smart.

The hours passed and it was already dark when Sasuke finally found a way out of the mess. The blond noticed that he was getting nervous, impatient and searched for an escape for a long time. Naruto saw him disappearing into the small park next to the school very quickly, he had to run after Sasuke for catching him up. However, the Uzumaki lost him after some turns.

"Fuck! I was so close...!" he cursed, looking around for the raven. He was sure Sasuke was just taking a shoot... … "Damn! Bastard, where are you?!" he asked into the dark lowly before he started running down the small sand-street. It was a clear night, any clouds on the sky so that it was pretty bright because of the stars and the increasing moon. And then he saw it – a small piece or red behind a tree. "His cape! Thehe!" the blond giggled and got closer to him. Ha! The Uchiha and his random costume! That happens to main-streamers! And fortune seemed to be with him – the music which came from the party in the back droned out his footsteps. He hided behind the tree until he jumped out and stood only some feet away from the raven. Sasuke was just throwing back his head with closed eyes and slightly opened mouth, the syringe still in his hand and the needle in his armlobe. The blond felt how he became angry again, his face black as thunder and the eyes dangerously narrowed. He was trembling and when the Uchiha noticed his company he froze in his position. He didn't even resist when Naruto graped his hand and took the syringe, taking some steps backwards.

After some seconds the dark-haired narrowed his red eyes, teeth pressed together. "What do you think are you doing, baka?!" he hissed walking towards him.

"What do you think you're doing?! This," he lifted his hand with the syringe, "will destroy you! This is going to kill you, teme!!" Naruto wouldn't hold back, he would force that bastard to get away from that shit. It wouldn't be the first time he dragged someone into a drying-out-center. Maybe he didn't like the Uchiha, but he decided to stop watching. He could see how Sasuke became angry as well, his pale face was turning dark. The blond swallowed and graped the syringe tighter. "You can get away from this, Sasuke. You can get help and then-"

"Shut the fuck up." he interrupted the shorter boy. He got closer again and whispered with a dangerous, cold voice, "You don't have the slightest idea what you are talking about... You will never understand it, so be a good boy and give me my syringe back, and I promise to let you leave..." His sleeve was still pulled up and Naruto looked at his arm where his veins could be seen clearly.

He jerked his head back up and yelled, "Fuck you! You can't scary me and I'll never give you that back! Sorry, but you won't get another shoot, teme." He pressed the cursed thing closer to himself, ready to fight for keeping it, even if his body was shaking for scare.

He could see it. Naruto could see the fury in the red eyes, the desire and the need. The blond swallowed again and when Sasuke made a step in his direction he jumped back. He was panting, biting his lips and asking himself what the fuck he was doing right now. The bright-haired's heart stopped beating when the dark-haired lifted an arm, but then sighed heavily, turned around and walked away.

"Get out of my eyes, dobe. I can't stand you anymore." he said with a neutral voice and went away, leaving a confused Uzumaki behind. Naruto gasped loudly and another idea went throw his mind. The Uchiha surely had somewhere syringe in reserve, just like Gaara... …

"You fucking bastard! Don't run away of your problems like that!" he yelled and the raven stopped.

"Run away from problems?" Sasuke giggled without looking back, starting walking again. "You have absolutely no idea what's wrong with me." The Uzumaki watched him frozen, surprised by the fact that the Uchiha was so cool all of a sudden. But it didn't hold for long, because after a moment he graped the syringe in his hand so tightly that it made strange nosies. Naruto was so furious and upset that he didn't even notice that he put so much pressure on the glass that he broke it in his hand, cutting in his own flesh.

And then Sasuke stopped in his movement, turned his head slowly so that he could look over his shoulder, staring at the blond with deep red eyes.