Fever Pitch

If: wilkommen to whatever chapter number this is! Thanks to the wonderful peeps who reviewed!
SasuGaa, NaruSaku, ShikaTem, LeeNeji, HinaKiba (as of now... might change, meddle with, or add to this)

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Sasuke had been trying to find something suitable to wear for at least half an hour now. The contents of his closet had been tossed out across the room and were spread over the expanse of his floor. Currently, the raven haired boy was digging through a pile of pants.

Naruto, who had left the Uchiha’s apartment around lunch time, had magically re-appeared ten minutes ago to find a near frantic Sasuke struggling to even find a pair of socks he liked. Naruto had, of course, burst out laughing. It was five minutes later that he had pointed out a dark blue wife beater that Sasuke had decided was suitable enough to wear. Naruto really was resisting the urge to laugh hysterically… and was failing miserably.

“Would you stop fucking laughing and help me find a pair of pants?” Sasuke shouted at his blond friend. Naruto fell off the bed laughing, it was just too funny. Sasuke twitched. The orange clad twit was laughing at him. Him of all people! Damn it, if any one should be laughing at any one, it should be him laughing at that blond nuisance! Sasuke twitched and carried on his search for pants. Black would look tacky, khaki would not be his style, where the hell did these white pants come from?... maybe jeans? But which jeans should he choose?

All the warning Sasuke had before being tackled to the ground was the sound of heeled feet scampering over wooden floors. Sasuke cried out as something pink latched onto him, forcing both the tackler and the tackled to crash to the ground. Gritting his teeth as pain laced up his spine, Sasuke gently pushed off his other friend.

“Sakura, I would appreciate if you didn’t tackle me every time you saw me,” Sasuke said almost calmly, only his violent twitch giving away his anger. Green eyes crinkled, pearly white teeth shone and pink hair shined in the light of the room. Sasuke winced. Sakura really had managed to copy Naruto’s bright smile. If this kept up soon his friend would have a smile as bright as Lee, or even worse, Gai. Sasuke shuddered, that was certainly a scary thought.

“I can’t help it Sasuke-kun!” Sakura exclaimed, somehow managing to get back onto her feet despite the four inch stilettos. She held out a hand to her black haired friend. Sasuke hesitantly took the proffered hand and was instantly hauled to his feet. Brushing invisible dust from his clothes, Sasuke bent down, snagged a pair of jeans and decided that any old pair was good enough.

“Sakura-chan!” an extremely loud shout came from the side of the bed. Glaring orange clashing with blond hair, and suddenly Naruto was latched onto the pink haired girl. Sighing, said girl only smiled softly and pet the blond who was now nuzzling her neck.

“Naruto… can’t you greet me like a normal person?” Sakura asked. Naruto looked up at her with a dopey smile on his face.

“Why should I greet the most wonderful, beautiful girl in the whole world like she was just some normal girl?” Naruto asked. Sakura blushed slightly and Sasuke rolled his eyes, grabbing his wife beater and a mesh shirt before disappearing down the hallway and into the bathroom to get changed.

So many things had changed over the years that was for sure. They were all 22 now, in college and would soon be entering the “real world.” It almost surprised Sasuke that he, Naruto and Sakura were still the best of friends. They had known each other all their lives. They grew up in the same section of the city, they had hung out with each other since before they had even started going to school. Even when Sasuke had gone off studying with Orochimaru for three years starting when they were twelve, they had still remained as close as ever.

Sasuke had matured in so many ways over his three year separation from his friends. He had learned many valuable lessons, the foremost of those being: never trust a man who had a love of snakes. Though permanently scarred for life, and having seen the darkest sides of man, Sasuke still held onto the glimmer of hope his friends had provided him with.

Naruto was still, and had always been an idiot. Granted, now his brain was actually trying to work, but he was still dumb as a doornail. His cherubim features had only matured into something much more angelic, and far less childish. Armed with his newly found bisexual attitude, he wooed every good looking creature he saw. Apparently he had had a revelation when he was twelve when he had first set eyes on some good looking guy, who he never talked about now. Naruto had stuck by Sasuke like glue, he had even helped get him back to where he was now, and away from Orochimaru.

Sakura was a very different girl from who she had been when they were younger. No longer was she practically stalking the Uchiha, and generally being a girly girl who didn’t talk about anything meaningful. Sakura was now attending med school of all things. She had moved on from Sasuke, the final blow having come when Sasuke had rather suddenly announced he was gay when he had come back at the age of fifteen. Plus, Sakura had finally opened her eyes and gotten a good look at Naruto, and though the blond was still oblivious to it all, she was going to make her move soon.

Life after Orochimaru was like heaven for Sasuke, even if he had to once again deal with his perverted bastard of a brother. Naruto and Sakura had welcomed him back with open arms, even though the rest of the rookie nine, Lee, Neji, and Tenten had taken a longer time to welcome him back. High school had been almost painless, the drama that got to most teenagers being nearly nothing to him since he had been through the worst with the snake man. College was an experience to itself. Naruto had started to disappear at nights, and now Sasuke knew why. Sakura had always been busy with med school, and everyone else really wasn’t as important to the Uchiha.

Sasuke pulled out a comb, having gotten dressed quickly. Running it through his hair, Sasuke pondered why everyone suddenly wanted to get together and party at Leaf. It seemed rather random to him. Sasuke looked at himself in the mirror and scowled. He needed Naruto to do his eyes. That eyeliner would pull this whole look or whatever together.

Striding down the hallway, Sasuke noted that it was surprisingly quiet. Once he reached his room though, Sasuke knew why. Standing in the center of his room were Sakura and Naruto engaged in a passionate kiss. Sasuke raised a delicate eyebrow at the sight.

“Stop making out in my room,” he said suddenly causing the two to break apart. “It’s disturbing.”

Naruto laughed while Sakura blushed and smoothed out her little black dress. Sasuke shook his head.

“Naruto, do my eyes,” Sasuke commanded, grabbing his shoes and sitting on his bed. Naruto rolled his eyes. The blond went over to the little black bag he had put next to the door and picked it up, carrying it over to where the Uchiha sat. Opening it, he pulled out his black eyeliner and something else.

“Tonight we’re once again going to be creative with your hair,” Naruto announced. Sasuke stared at him. “Don’t worry, its not glitter.”

Sasuke just sighed. Naruto lined his eyes thickly and then grabbed the other tube he had pulled out of his bag.

“This is hair mascara. We’re going to do the tips of your hair red,” Naruto said, as he started to apply the mascara to Sasuke’s hair. Sasuke put on his shoes as Naruto coated the hair on the back of his head.

“Alright!” Naruto shouted. Sasuke winced. “Now let’s go clubbing!”

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Sasuke was fidgeting with the scrap of paper Gaara had given to him the other night. It was a different doorman tonight, but Naruto seemed to know him as well. The doorman, who was wearing kabuki makeup and some strange hat with ears, looked over Sasuke and put out his hand. Sasuke gave him the piece of paper. The doorman, thoroughly shocked, just waved him in. Sasuke was confused, but waved it off, making his way into the club behind his friends, who were hanging all over each other.

The beat was louder than he remembered it. The bass was surging through him, pulling him to move, to sway his hips and just give his body to the music. Sasuke resisted, Sasuke resisted because he wanted to give himself only when he was with that red haired boy that had been on his mind ever since he had laid eyes on him.

Naruto was waving frantically to someone. Sasuke scrunched up his face and was able to recognize the bartender from yesterday, Temari, hanging off the apathetic doorman Shikamaru. Sasuke raised an eyebrow. They certainly made an odd couple.

“Hey there Blondie!” Temari greeted Naruto, slapping him on the back so hard the blond was gasping for air.

“Take it easy Temari… geez you’re troublesome,” Shikamaru said. Temari turned a wicked look on him and Shikamaru’s face paled slightly and he stood up a little more straight.

“Don’t you ‘troublesome’ me mister! I’ll kick your ass to the other side of town if you say that word again!” Temari growled. Shika nodded numbly while Naruto guffawed loudly. Sakura snickered and Sasuke shook his head.

“Hey there mister man!” Temari suddenly exclaimed, coming to stand by Sasuke. Sasuke blinked at her. “Got a new drink tonight?”

Sasuke grinned. “Actually yes. I was thinking of trying a Red Haired Slut tonight.”

Temari laughed and Sasuke could only smirk.

“That’s a good one!” Temari exclaimed. Sasuke nodded.

“I know,” he said, his eyes scanning the dance floor for that familiar form and hair of the sex god known as Gaara. Temari caught him scanning the room and elbowed him. Sasuke raised an eyebrow at him.

“He’ll be here soon, you’ll know when he arrives,” she told him as Naruto started shouting and waving like crazy to some new arrivals.

“Lee!” the blond shouted. Sasuke looked up to the ceiling, here it came.

“HELLO MY YOUTHFUL COMPANIONS!” the always boisterous, always green clad boy shouted, using large gestures while he spoke. “IT IS A WONDERFUL NIGHT FOR US TO REVEL IN THE SPRINGTIME OF OUR YOUTH, IS IT NOT?”

Sasuke twitched. Someone bopped Lee upside the head. Sasuke raised an eyebrow at Neji Hyuuga. The Hyuuga was dressed in black pants and a simple white t-shirt that was marred by the word ‘BEAST’ on it. Lee was wearing green. Green cargo pants, green shoes, and a green tank top.

“No one wants to hear a speech Lee,” Neji said calmly. Lee made a face at the Hyuuga.

“Spoilsport,” the bowl hair cut boy said. Neji just looked at Lee and the self proclaimed ‘Green Beast’ just pouted for a moment before latching onto the other’s arm. Sasuke shook his head. They were definitely the weirdest couple out there… but it worked apparently. Sasuke couldn’t figure out how it worked. Actually, Sasuke didn’t want to know how it worked.

“Hey everybody!” Tenten shouted as she joined the group, two buns on her head and a slinky Chinese dress clinging to her shapely frame.

“Hey Tenten,” everyone but Lee said.

“HELLO TENTEN! HOW ARE YOU THIS FINE EVENING!” Lee shouted, detaching himself from his boyfriend’s arm for a moment, to which Neji scowled.

“Lee! What did I just tell you?” he asked as his boyfriend glomped onto their friend. Lee almost looked sheepish for a moment.

“Sorry Neji,” he said, looking contrite for once. Neji just waved it off. Lee smiled brightly, blinding everyone but the Hyuuga genius, who was impervious to the glare off of Lee’s perfect white teeth.

“Hey Blondie!” an obnoxious voice yelled. Naruto twitched visibly.

“Shut the hell up dog-breath!” the blond shouted back. The two loudest members, outside of Lee who was once again latched onto Neji, started bickering. Hinata, who had been holding the dog lover’s hand, let go and joined Sakura, who was barely restraining herself from hurting Naruto. Shino soon joined the group, followed by Ino and Chouji, who were eating and yelling at the other for eating respectively.

Sasuke sighed. When had their little circle of friends gotten so big and loud? And where was Gaara? Sasuke wanted to see the red head, he wanted to touch the red head, and he wanted to posses the red headed sex god. Sasuke wasn’t a crowd friendly person, and he just wanted to be swept away from all of this craziness and into that perfect man’s arms on the dance floor.

The music stopped. The lights stopped flashing. All light was focused on a single point. Sasuke moved to the railing of the raised bar to get a better look. A door opened and Sasuke felt his breathing stop. Gaara had stepped through the door. Clad in hot pants, and a wide collared, baggy long sleeved black shirt, that had plenty of tears, which hung off one of his pale shoulders exposing a shoulder and a lot of neck, the red head was a poster for sin. Sasuke couldn’t do anything but stare. The red head didn’t even acknowledge the cheering crowd. Looking through and over the mass of bodies, his eyes hesitated somewhere to Sasuke’s right before coming to a stop on him. The red head stepped onto the dance floor. The lights flashed, the music started to blare once again, and before Sasuke knew it, he was back on the dance floor staring straight into heavily lined, mesmerizing green eyes.

Gaara’s arms slid around his waist, and Sasuke arms glided up Gaara’s chest to wrap around his neck, feeling that deliciously soft skin at the shoulder. Gaara’s eyes bore straight into his soul, and Sasuke felt naked in that cool stare. The red head blinked and the moment was gone before it even began. The music was calling to him, and the angelic boy that was standing right before him, in his very arms, was starting to dance. Sasuke was lost. He had been lost since the beginning. Sasuke belonged to this boy, he knew that now. Sasuke was this boy’s possession.