Naruto stood in his apartment. He had shut and locked all the doors and windows, closed all the blinds, pasted seals over every inch of his walls possible. Finally he felt ready to indulge in his deepest, darkest, most embarrassing hobby. Pulling out an outfit from a box he kept under his bed, surrounded by a wall of his oldest and most foul underwear he smiled at the orange and yellow outfit before him. Changing into it he pulled his hair up into two very short pony tails and struck a pose. "In the name of ramen I will punish you!" He cried, his back straight, his eyes shining with determination, his short skirt ruffling with a little chakra aided wind, while the heels and upper part of the sailor fuku shined with an inner light. "I AM SAILOR RAMEN!"
His heart nearly stopped dead as he heard his closet door open, there stood Sakura and Sasuke holding a camera. Sakura was losing a fight with her laughter, while Sasuke seemed to be hiding his smirk with... was he drooling? Blinking Naruto started sweating nervously. "I... I can explain..."
"No need dobe... just don't ask me to be Tuxedo Kamen... I always preferred Moonlight Knight," Sasuke responded with a smirk, while Sakura finally broke down in gales of laughter.
Naruto sighed, he knew what had to happen... and since he sealed all the escape routes...
No one ever saw Sasuke nor Sakura ever again. Those that asked Naruto were told that they had mentioned something about running away together. He just smiled and never mentioned away from what.