"Next up: knowledge!"
"Oh, shit," Naruto huffed, hanging his head.
"Alright!" Sasuke exclaimed, pumping a fist into the air.
I haven't seen you so excited since I told you we could watch The Princess Diaries on your birthday!
Oh, I have the special edition!
Ok, Jeff, that's not weird at all...
You're the one who watched them on your birthday! Hypocrite! Shun the non-believer! Shun!
Shu~un!
You guys need a hobby.
I'm so lonely.
 "You will be asked ten five questions about your prized friend separately, and whoever answers the most questions correctly, wins!"
With that, the two contestants were handed twin pieces of paper and were shooed off to separate ends of the long desk that inhabited the field.
1) How do you spell your friend's name?
Naruto smirked. He spelt, "Gahra."
 Sasuke rolled his eyes. He said to no one, "When setting the rules of grammar to work, the correct answer would obviously be, 'Gaara'"
Sasuke, it's one thing to think to random people in your head, but saying it out loud is just...just wrong!
Pfft. Like I care. No one's around to hear.
From the midst of the trees behind Sasuke, the Kazekage chuckled to himself. "He talks to himself? That's crazy."
"Dad, you do that," Temari muttered, helping Kankuro with the funnel to pour the rat poison into their father's Red Bull.
2) What was the first thing you thought about the other?
"How cool I thought he was," Sasuke wrote.
You thought about random things in that gourd of his, Itachi grumbled.
But they'll never know, Sasuke explained.
"What was the first thing I thought about?" Naruto asked himself. He wrote, "I thought his gourd was full of swamp water."
Naruto nodded, satisfied. "Yep, points for honesty."
3) What is this person's favorite color?
Sasuke stared at that question. "Sand-color," he wrote uncertainly.
Naruto smiled. He'd seen Gaara's hesitation to play in the sand. He didn't like sand, obviously. So what was the color furthest from that? Not red, because that represented blood. "Blue."
4) If this person was a drink, what would he/she be?
Sasuke thought. "Caffeine-free Coke. Because he doesn't have much energy on the outside, but on the inside, he's bubbling!"
That was actually kinda good, Sasuke.
My estranged brother is complimenting me?!
What you just said was mean because it details Gaara's inner demon.
Sasuke sweat-dropped. Too late now.
Naruto smiled. "Cool-Aid. Super sweet, super cool." Ok, it was cutsey and a little gay, but to Naruto, it was true.
5) Why are they precious to you?
Sasuke was taken aback. What kind of question was that? Not one he wanted to answer. He gritted his teeth and wrote truthfully, "Gaara is a good friend, and a person one cannot help but like." Unless you really care if someone carries a demon within them. "His friendship is one many miss out on and I feel lucky to be one of his attachments. He is kind and nice, and I would hate to see him alone."
Truly heartfelt.
I feel the gayness.
Grrr, Sasuke griped.
 Naruto smiled and instantly wrote, "Gaara is awesome. And he's like me. I don't have many friends either, so we click. I really love the little guy."
The host collected the papers and handed them to Gaara to read and grade.
Gaara read at first feeling rather calm, but soon he was almost over the edge, eyes burning. Though Naruto's spelling was pitiful, and it ws doubtful Sasuke thought he had looked cool, it was still an emotional time for Gaara. Sasuke and Naruto, standing before him, couldn't help feeling astonished.
"It's just a paper," Sasuke said, waving a hand as if to dismiss it. "Nothing to get excited over."
"Yeah, don't cry for us," Naruto added.
Gaara threw the papers away and grabbed his friends roughly, giving them a quick bear-hug. "A point to each," Gaara sniffed.
"I'm sorry," said the host man. "That's not possible--"
"Do it," Gaara growled, staring down the man. He squeaked and scurried away with the papers.
"I have three points and Naruto one," Sasuke said triumphantly. "And there's only two contests. Unless something like this happens again, Naruto, all you can hope to do is tie me."
Naruto glared. "I'm gonna get all the points in the world!" Naruto declared, stamping his foot and staring Sasuke straight-on. Sasuke stuck up his nose snootily.
"Don't you dare do that to me!" Naruto cried.
Gaara smiled. My friends, he thought. My cooky, weird, idiotic friends. My precious friends.
This whole competition had no meaning anymore as far as Gaara was concerned. They were both his friends. They were both his comrades. And that's how he was sure they would stay.

I'm sorry for the delay. I had no time the past few days to write anything. And then when I did, I found the trial version of Word had given out, and now I have to work on Google Documents, which, to me, sucks to the high heavens. I'm so angry right now. Sorry if some things are different from my other chapters, there are some things I could do on Word that I can't do here. Note: Chronicle Thursday might be on for a while. At least another chapter, maybe more.