I had to do it! I HAD to! Ha ha ha!


Drain

Naruto was going to die. He'd accepted that as the truth, as fact... He didn't have to be happy about it or welcome it with wide welcoming arms though. He was, in fact, dreading it. It would be a long and agonizing death, a death a true hero should die. At the moment, he didn't want a hero's death... just chop his head off and get it over with. Too bad he knew that's not how it would play out.

He hung his head as his heart sank to his knees. 'Why? Why me?' he asked himself. 'Cause you can't listen.' he answered himself. He looked into the drain hoping by some miracle it would give the item back. He tried again to fit his hand into the hole in vain. "Damn it!" He moaned, hand now sore, and went back to staring into the hole.

"What are you doing?" Naruto jumped and turned to see the half naked redhead beside him looking down the drain as well.

His heart tried to slow it furious beating to no avail. "Praying for a-" He turned and grabbed Gaara's hand. Teal eyes widened as blue eyes flew between his hand and the drain. "Miracle!" He shouted smiling as he'd never smiled before.

"Uh..."

"I need a favor!" Gaara stood stupefied too focused on the hand around his to even listen. "Reach down there and grab it!" This made the taller boy jump to life, a blush staining his pale face.

"What?"

"Sasuke's ring! Reach into the drain and get it. I'd do it but my hands are too big."

"No."

"But your hands are slimmer than mine." He started pouting. "Please." Gaara pulled his hand away and looked at the drain. He didn't know what was in there... it could be filled with bugs... He shuddered. "Come on Gaara. Please! I'll buy you dinner." Gaara thought about it for a few minutes before sliding his hand down the metal tube.

The blond cheered and jumped for joy. It was a tight fit and the slimy walls didn't make it anymore pleasant. He cringed as he hit the bottom, hooking his fingers around the ring and began pulling it up. "Shit."

"What?"

"...I'm stuck..."

Naruto's face became horrified. "You can't be stuck!"

"Evidently I can." The blond let out a wail. "Grab the dishsoap."

"Right!" Once the soap was applied Gaara tugged on his arm. Didn't give an inch.

"Fuck. Get the oil." Nothing. They went through everything they could think of. Crisco, mayonnaise, shampoo, and Vaseline. Nada. "Sonava... pull on my waist." Naruto took his place and wrapped his arms around the redheads waist. "Pull on three. One, two... three." Gaara tugged his hand up while the blond pulled him back by his waist. The older boy smiled when he felt his hand begin to come loose. "Just a bit more." The arms pulled harder.

"Oka-" With a giant 'shloop' sound the captive hand was free... and they boys were thrown across the room, Naruto landing hard on the floor, the redhead landing harder on him, knocking the wind out of both of them. The blond pushed him off and doubled over, clutching his groin, while his roommate leaned over and began checking him over.

Sasuke Uchiha walked into the kitchen to find a groaning Naruto, a panting Gaara and a jar of Vaseline.

That'd be a scene to walk in on.