Scream

I-cHaN: Check prologue for disclaimers and such. Again, there is yuri and yaoi in this chapter. Also, some crossdressing goodness XD

I know it took me forever to update, but there were some problems at home that I needed to take care of. Well, without further ranting, here's the next chapter, Enjoy ^^



..................... .: Chapter 4: The Hunt :. ........................


Keeping his head down, as if to try and direct less attention towards himself, Sasuke allowed his nervous form to be pulled along by Sakura.


The girl had gone all out on makeing him the most convincing geisha. He was even subject to a few lechourous stares and cat calls from random village teens along the way, and he dared not repeat any of them. If it weren't for Sakura's grip on his hand, he'd be on his way to jail right now for homicide. Weren't they a little old to be trick-or-treating, anyway?


Blushing heavily when it happened again, though you couldn't tell under the white powder on his cheeks, Sasuke didn't know whether or not to glare at the group of boys walking in the other direction or Sakura.


"Why the hell did we have to take this route? We could of just as easily gone from roof to roof, you know."


The the pink-haired sensei smirked.


"What, and miss the oppurtunity to flaunt my masterpiece to the world? I think not."


Growling, Sasuke clasped at the opening f his kimono, the thing threating to come undone with each wrong step he took. Masterpiece my ass, he thought, curseing the pink and black garment and swearing he'd burn it when he got home.


Unknown to Sasuke, the thing actually looked great on him. Natural even, as if he truely were a female entertainer.


The entire of it was black, with cheery blossums scattered along the bottom and the ends of his sleeves, which covered his knuckles and reached his knees. The sash that went around his mid-section was a pink a few shades darker than the flowers. Just to taunt him, Sakura had forced a thin white rope around his waist, the ends of it knotted in an intricate design that resembled a seven pointed star. If it didn't help keep his waist from being exposed, he would have taken it off an hour ago. The extra two layers of robes underneath were a color scale of pink, all of which were very thin and slid down his shoulders. He tried to tell the girl they were too big, and that they weren't supposed to pool around his feet like they did when he stood still. She ignored him, saying it was cute and made him look shy. Whatever that meant.


The worst part was sitting infront of a mirror for an hour, letting the girl perfect his make-up. Mascara, eyeliner, lipstick the horrid shade of candy-apple red, eyeshadow, and white powder were all applied at a slow, torturing pace. The powder seemed unnecessary; he was pale enough as it was and besides, you could barely tell he had the stuff on.
He had almost slapped her when she started to tease his hair, brushing it out so it fanned from shoulder to shoulder. Without his headband, his bangs were free to fall where they pleased, and they framed his face nicely. After passing up the time they should have left by ten minutes, they were ready to go. He absoulutely refused to carry a fan with him, so she had given up, decided he was done, and they were on their way.


Now it was twenty miutes after the party had begun and they were still atleast a block or two away. Neither of them had quite perfected the technique that made them poof from here to there.


"Hey, Sasuke."


"What?"


"Do you have any clue as to why the party is going to be at the Forest?"


That was a good question. Why would the Hokage have it there? Weren't there better places to hold a party? Of course all the bodies and such left over from that year's exams were gone, but still. The forest brought back terrible memories for everyone. Did she even know what went on there that year when his team had been put through such hell? The woman had to be nuts, or in a drunken stupor when she had planned the thing. Just look at his costume! Wasn't that proof enough?


"Nope. Ask the Hokage when we get there."


"'Kay. We're here!"


Reaching the field, finally, Sasuke looked around with a nervous flush.


Naruto and all of his friends were in a bunch, laughing and talking merrily amongst each other. Sakura had let go of his hand and was walking towards a group of girls, all of them waving at her and sending him an amused look. Not wanting to be left alone to be devoured by the guys, he quickly caught up with Sakura's stride and stayed in her shadow. Sure, after all that has happened he was cool with them, and he even became friends with the Hyuuga, but come on, who would walk head first into that hell? Girls would be ten times better than guys when it came to this sort of thing. Atleast they thought it was cute.


"Nervous?"


"Oh, no, just dandy. I'm only making a complete mockery of the last of my clan. No problem."


Laughing, Sakura walked around the group to give Ino a kiss. A pang of jealousy struck him as he watched the two hug each other affectionatley, and he knew Sakura was only asking about the 'Kage, so why should he be jealous? The feeling was gone the moment Hinata and the others had approached him and began complimenting his costume.


"Sasuke, is that really you? I'm starting to wish I had given a little more effort on my costume."


Sasuke held back a laugh at that. There was nothing TenTen could have done to look more like Gai. All she had done was let her hair down, it hadn't grown much, and put on a green spnadex suit and she was his spitting image. She already had a vest and she probably borrowed the orange leg warmers from Lee. Of course, he wasn't about to tell the Jounin that and get his ass kicked by a girl. Immitating one for the day was bad enough.


"S-She's right, Sasuke-kun. You look beautiful."


Hinata. Resisting the urge to punch the girl, he just forced a smile and thanked her. He remembered Sakura telling him about her furious crush on Naruto, and that she was as shy as a five year old in a room full of strangers. He didn't know her all that well, but he did know she was a teacher at the Ninja Academy and was also a relative of Neji's. That's all he needed was to get into a fight with him just when they started to become friends while in women's clothing.


"Aww, never would've pegged you for a Geisha, Uchiha."


There was someone he could insult and get away with. Temari. From her position sitting atop the desk of the hut, she looked right at home in her long black dress and pointed hat. If her siblings found out he was picking on her, Kankuro was nothing to worry about. She was old enough to stick up for herself, and besides, like Gaara would do anything about it. The Kazekage might bring something up about the whole frisking thing he had gone through in Suna just to humiliate him, but nothing more. Opening his mouth to say something, the insult was lost in his throat and instead he let out a shriek. He hadn't meant to, but the sudden feeling of arms wrapping around his waist and a chest up against his back left him no choice and his face went crimson.


"Hey beautiful, what's your name?"


Ears burning, he balled his fist and stiffened into the embrace. Kiba. That asshole, didn't he know it was him?


"Let go of me, Inuzuka."


Feeling the body stiffen behind him at the sound of his voice laddened with bloodlust, a bewilderd face appeared next to his. The catboy took one look before he jumped back in shock, as if burned by fire. He didn't change at all over the years; still stood his ground over the Uchiha, but would run with his tail between his legs if he so muched as looked at him funny.


"S-Sasuke?! What the hell?!"


Seeing his friend fall ass first into the dirt, Naruto's eyes grew wide when the kimono clad figure turned around to glare at the boy. Now he knew why Akamaru had stayed behind. Hearing a few gasps behind him, Neji burst out in laughter at the sight. Besides him, the Kazekage twitched.


"What the hell? Is that Uchiha?"


Nodding more to himself than Gaara, he walked forward without realising it, staring at Sasuke the whole time.


Sure, Naruto had come to terms with his crush on the boy, and had even accepted the fact that he was bisexual, but seeing him like this...as if he had been bathed in lust, was just too much. Resisting the urge to run up to him was hard, and he felt the beginings of a nosebleed coming on as he took in the entire of his figure. Hips, hair, and all. He looked even more like that statue from the Valley from the front, his hair sweeping out in soft spikes, and he knew he must have had Sakura's help with that. The air seemed to be getting denser by the minute.


"What the hell are you looking at, dobe?"


He could tell the Uchiha was blushing heavily, his ears turning bright pink. If possible, Neji laughed even harder at the pout that sprouted on his face.


"Oh my God, my sides are going to rip!"


Besides him, Lee tried his best to hush his boyfriend.


"Neji, I don't think that's very wise right now. Either you're going to die from lack of air, or he's going to kill you."


Glaring at the Hyuuga, Sasuke turned on his heel with a huff, showing off his backside and leaning his hip to the left.


"Shut up, Neji! You should listen to your ballerina's advice."


That made him shut up completely.


"Besides, it's not like I had much of a choice."


"Actually, you did."


Startled by the voice beside him, Naruto turned to see two more of his fellow friends walking up to join the small group by the hut. Snapping out of his Sasuke filled daze, Naruto's eye twitched at the strange apparel Shikamaru and Chouji had been assigned.


Hair no longer in a spiky ponytail, it was now down and straight, and he looked oddly comfortable in his skirt and sweater, the symbol for Leaf on the front. Shikamaru the cheerleader. God, did that disturb him. Chouji's costume could have not suited him better. A big bag of chips. He was obviously happy, even though his costume was lacking in quality. Of course, Naruto had no room to talk. He had everything the hermit did, but he was lacking a ponytail. Chouji must have been the lucky one and got a choice on what he wore.


"What the hell are you supposed to be, Nara?"


Happy that the attention was away from him at the moment, Sasuke was relieved to find out that he wasn't the only one who was immitating a member of the opposite sex. Lee didn't count. There were an abundance of male dancers, but there was only a small number of male cheerleaders. Something about getting beat up for singing a cheer and doing flips wasn't exactly appealing to most.


"I'm a cheerleader, Uchiha. Wanna join me in a dance?", Shika mocked him, holding his hands together infront of his chest like he'd seen most girls do before a cheer.


Hearing stiffled laughter coming from the group of boys, Sasuke was cut off in the middle of an insult again when a large puff of smoke covered the lot of them.


"Quiet, everyone!"


Lined up infront of the gate were the teacher's and the 'Kage. All of whom were sporting costumes of their own choice, even the sensei of the Sand triplets. Each of them were holding a small black bag, excluding Iruka who was gripping a clipboard loosely at his side, fixing the small white hat on his head. He was dressed as a waiter of Naruto's favorite restauraunt, a set of chopsticks holding up his hair for good measure.


The Hokage waved her hand in the air, gathering everyone's attention toward the gate. The white clad nurse seemed to draw even more attention with the obscene amount of clevage she showed off, most likely unintentionally. Or it could be she just forgot to fix those first two buttons. Hard to tell with her.


"Good, everyone's here! Now, I'm sure you're all wondering why the hell I'm having a party here, of all places. Well, I shall get to that shortly. First, I want you all to come forward and take a bag from your sensei's."


They all did as told, Sasuke staying as far away from Naruto as possible and heading for the back of the herd when he saw the ero-senin watching him. He took a bag from the one eyed scarecrow and walked away hurriedly after the man had given a small wink in Naruto's direction. It still baffeled him as to why the blonde had been staring so much at him earlier.


Everyone eyed their bag with curiosity or shook it around, straining to hear any sound and becoming curioser when they heard the rustle of paper and a small thud.


"Now, in your bag is a map and a list of items you are to retrieve from inside the forest. You'll be placed with one other person, and you are to stick with them till you have aquired every item on your list. Noone has the same number or variety of items, or the same path, so anyone fraternizing with another team will automatically loose and not be admitted into the party which is going to be held in the tower at the center of the forest. Yes, Neji?"


"How can we possibly reach the center before nightfall? It took us a week during the exams just to get there."


"Ah, that won't be a problem anymore. See, we've extracted all insects, animals and traps from inside and it will only take about an hour or two to get through. If anything should happen, there is a tiny flare inside each of your bags that can be seen within a four mile radious. Well, with all that covered, I think we can begin. You will all be escourted by a sensei to your gates after Iruka pairs you up. When you reach the gate, wait there and when you hear this whistle," she held up a small silver whistle hanging from her neck, " you may proceed inside. Hope to see you there!"


With that, the Hokage was gone in another puff of smoke, leaving all the others to ponder over the sanity of their leader.

...................... .: End Chapter 4: The Hunt :. ....................


I-cHaN: WH00T! Longest chappie yet! (I think)For those of you who actually read these author note's, go check out my other story 'Crystal Bay'. It's also a Naruto horror fic, and NaruSasu. It's based off the movie 'Wrong Turn'. Interested? Then go check it out ^^
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