A/N: Regardless of the...time it took for me to update, I would rather quite call myself punctual. This chapter wasn't so hard, and I needed to write in order to stop my hands from itching to suffocate my cousins in their sleep. I've been busying myself with other things too, like catching up with my creative photography (my sick excuse for not taking any summer courses), touring my cousins around the city (AKA babysitting), enrolling myself (JUNIOR YEAR BABY) and family trips to the beach (the highway is a parking lot).

And, no, I haven't written anything in honor of the royal wedding. Or have I? - evil smirk -

Just read, and find out. ;D

Disclaimer: I'm too broke to own a successful manga/anime series. I own this fanfiction though.

J is for Jokes: because it takes a genius to get it.

There was rarely any date that the six members of the partially dissolved Team Kakashi were all free at the same time. Kakashi and Sai have busied themselves with ANBU missions, as did Sasuke and Sakura. Yamato taught youngsters ninjutsu in the Ninja Academy, while Naruto was busying himself with a genin team composed of a Hyuuga branch member, a sweet Inuuzuka girl, and a hyperactive kid with no special origin.

"Sakura-chan! Sasuke-teme!" Naruto called out to his two teammates as he and the wood-wielding sensei sat in a booth in Konoha's most famous barbecue place. The medic and the Uchiha survivor had both come from training, though nothing too harsh for either of them to be injured or exhausted.

"Hey Naruto, Yamato-taichou." Sakura greeted with a charming smile, while Sasuke acknowledged both with his signature nod. They both slid in the circular booth, with Naruto and Sasuke on either side of the kunoichi, and Yamato at the very end.

Sai arrived next, plastering a small grin. "Konbanwa." He said, grabbing one of the two chairs aligned to the circular table. The other was left for the usually late Kakashi, who arrive 10 minutes after the artist.

"Gomen, I was—" He started, only to be interrupted by Sakura and Naruto shouting 'LIAR!' in unison. He sat down in defeat. "How long were you waiting?" He asked.

"About 15 minutes." Yamato answered, as the food came.

"Damn, I'm loosing my touch." Kakashi said with a sigh, not knowing that the other five members had all set the time of meeting at 6 o'clock instead of 7 o'clock, tricking the copy-nin into seemingly coming a bit earlier than his usual.

"Whatever. LET'S EAT!" Naruto cried, tapping his chopsticks together eagerly, and the rest of the team followed in suit.

Dinner went on with comfortable chatter, but everyone knew it wouldn't last long. Knowing their team, they'd probably blow up the place. Again.

"Hey, I've got a joke!" Naruto piped up. When he heard no objection from any of his teammates, he continued. "I got this from Ryuzaki-chan!" He cited his hyper little genin, the one that reminded him much of himself. "So a burger walks into a bar..."

"Burgers don't have legs." Sasuke retorted.

"Sasuke-teme, it's a joke..." Naruto replied, sounding slightly disheartened, but continued. "And then he sat down there and said—"

"Burgers don't have asses." Sasuke interrupted once again, nonchalantly grilling a slice of tomato.

Naruto's cerulean eyes narrowed to stare at the Uchiha. "You're right, Sasuke-teme. Burgers don't have asses." He restated in a matter-of-factly manner. A grin creeped to his lips as he continued. "They have buns!"

Both Yamato and Kakashi held in snickers. Sakura smacked the blonde on the head, obviously somewhat insulted. Sai was left there to wonder what the connotation meant.

"Twenty-two, and you still act like a twelve-year old!" The single kunoichi in the group scolded.

"Eh, Sakura-chan, Sasuke-teme just set it up perfectly!" He defended. "I just needed to seize the opportunity!" Naruto reached around Sakura to pat the raven-haired avenger on the back. "I always knew you had it in you to pitch something like that!"

Sakura was speechless, not knowing what was more baffling: Naruto knowing a long word like opportunity or Sasuke actually trying to be funny.

"It was going to have to come out sooner or later. Like that stick up your ass." Sai had commented, plastering a fake smile.

Sasuke simply appeared emotionless, but inside, he was just as red as the (now overcooked) tomato he had been nursing on the grill.

"I expected such." Kakashi added, putting his chopsticks down on a miraculously empty plate.

(Until now, after almost ten years, none of his students have actually seen his face.)

"Why is that, Kaka-sensei?" Naruto wondered, his eyes gleaming with curiousity.

"Sasuke, have you ever met your Aunt Manami?" Kakashi mused, his eye turned into an upside-down U.

Sasuke shook his head, but said "I have heard of her."

"Well, her brother was Uchiha Obito."

"The significance of this being...?" The spiky-haired man asked his sensei, not understanding his point.

"He was the one Uchiha I knew of who pitched jokes. Probably the only Uchiha I've seen laugh hysterically." Kakashi said.

"Bless your deceased soul!" The female genius cried out to the soul of the Uchiha's black sheep. Sakura nudged her teammate with her elbow. "Ne, Sasuke, maybe you got your funny bone from him!" She teased. 'I'm never gonna let him live this down.'

~O~

A few days later, after the dream team's training session, something that Sasuke had hoped Sakura would've forgotten resurfaced it's ugly face.

Once again, they were in their old oak tree. It was too routine for anything, and Sakura wasn't one who could sit around and wait. She was known to be extremely restless, and it was extremely obvious when she turned around on her perch on the branch. She lay on her stomach, resting her chin on folder arms and turned to face the Uchiha on their team.

"Ne, ne, Sasuke." She called out to him.

He barely let his eyes move from the pages of his book on doujutsus. "What." He deadpanned.

"Sasuke, tell us a joke." She practically demanded, but the tone of her voice was too sweet to sound the least bit demanding.

At this, Neji broke from his meditative smirked, shifting around his position on the boulder. Shikamaru opened his eye slightly, fully alert of the future banter between the two members that could maybe—actually, most probably—become interesting. Or deadly. There were several ways the situation can go.

"I do not know any jokes." He replied simply, but everyone could the small crease between his eyebrows. He looked up to send a knowing and irritated glance to the smug kunoichi. She flashed him an innocent smile—something that resembled his signature smirk with her bottom lip was hidden playfully—but had a malicious gleam in her eyes.

"Of course you do!" She answered, her voice a little more bubbly than usual. "You and Naruto made that great joke about the hamburger!"

Shikamaru straightened himself up the tree trunk, sitting on the opposite side of the Uchiha. He hid his smirk as he said, "Just tell a joke already to get her off our backs."

Neji let out a signature grunt, but it sounded amused more than anything.

"Tell us, Uchiha." He encouraged smugly.

Sasuke didn't waver. He kept completely silent, attempting to concentrate on his book. Sakura was playing coy, giving him knowing yet playful looks he tried to ignore. After a long (and quite awkward) moment of silence, Sakura knew she had to break it. She twisted herself on her branch, in a way that she was purposely going to fall...

...on Uchiha Sasuke's lap.

The Byakugan user was taken aback. Shikamaru noticed a slight twitch in his violet eyes, and the downturned position of his mouth. He scoffed at this, knowing too well what it meant.

'They don't even know what it means.' The pineapple headed genius inwardly sighed, thankful he had a woman waiting for him. He'd rather not be...subjected to the wiles of his female teammate.

"Sasuke-kun..." Sakura said, resurfacing the name she'd called him in their genin years. She held a soft pout, obviously mocking with her eyes. "Tell me a joke."

The Uchiha, if not an Uchiha, would've been the same shade as his favorite misunderstood fruit. Instead, he cleared his throat calmly, attempting to push off his pink-haired teammate off his lap. In return, she simply wrapped her arms around his neck. He rolled his eyes in an annoyed manner.

"Sakura, get off my lap." He demanded.

"Tell me a joke." She replied with equal fervor, staring him square in the eyes.

"Fine." He blandly accepted the challenge. He then inhaled sharply, annoyed by her request. "Burgers can't sit down. They don't have asses. They have buns."

The team was so silent, you could have been able to hear Neji's little voice debating with itself if he should indulge in the fact that if he lowered his head a little, he got a full view of her inner thigh or; if he should murder Uchiha Sasuke.

But of course, you can't.

Sakura narrowed her eyes, unsatisfied. In a quick move, she pushed herself out of Sasuke's lap, and trotted away silently.

Shikamaru snorted, clearly figuring out the situation before the two other genii.

"Guess the joke's on you."

A/N: JOKE'S ON YOU! Nothing for the royal wedding. But there definitely is a lot of sexual tension now. Though I do believe I'm simply addressing the fact that BOYS HAVE HORMONES TOO.

On the other hand, I do have something I can promise you in the next few months. I'm planning to make somewhat of a graphic depiction of each of the A-Z chapters. I'm not entirely sure how, but it's a project that'll keep me grounded in the future. :) It'll most probably be on my deviantart account, under the name BellaAngela.

Well, that's all the juicy genius drabble for now!

JA!

~Bella

PS: A review would be nice. ;)