A short, silly drabble for your amusement. NaruSasu. I don't own Naruto. (cries)

Thunk.

Sakura gasped, hearing the sound of someone hitting the floor, followed by Sasuke's protests. He and Naruto had disappeared, arguing loudly, into another room in the house they were guarding, and if her Sasuke had been harmed...

Sakura's fear grew as she heard a chair fall, an "Ow! Bastard, get off!" from Naruto, and sounds of a protesting Sasuke hitting the floor again.

Silence, except for some mysterious moaning.

After almost an hour, she heard a scream: Sasuke's scream. Sakura couldn't take it anymore. She was going to beat Naruto if he'd harmed one hair on Sasuke's head...

Opening the door, she shrieked. Sasuke actually looked happy, lying naked beneath Naruto, and if anything, Naruto was bruised from where Sasuke was grabbing him.

When Kakashi-sensei returned later, it was up to Naruto and Sasuke, wearing "just-got-laid" grins, to explain why Sakura was passed out from a bloody nose.