1Zomg :3 Chapter two!

I don't have much to say (-goes into shock-), except for the fact that when Naruto is dressed up as Kitsune I will refer to him as her.

Enjoy!

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Naruto, or Kitsune, as he liked to call his feminine form, was scanning over the club for "prey", shaking her hips gently to the pulse of the music. No one really caught her eye, but the night was young. She smiled at the thought of a gorgeous man spotting her from across the room, making his way to her, wrapping his arms around her-

"Hey!" Sakura said loudly to be heard over the music. "You want a drink?" They all had fake Ids, even though Hinata refused to drink. Kitsune grinned.

"Yeah! Get me a Broadway Martini!" she yelled. The Gekko Ayame had a surprisingly skilled bartender; he could make anything. Good thing, too; Kitsune liked her alcohol. Sakura handed her the cup of gin and white creme de menthe. Kitsune scanned the club again, and her eyes widened at what she saw.

Sasuke. Walking in the door. Looking Godlike and stoic in all his godlike stoic manners.

She took a gulp of her martini for luck. She'd need it.

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Sasuke scanned over the club apathetically, wincing at the pounding music. It's not that he hated music, but he did not favor going deaf. Neji went to the counter and ordered a round of gin and tonic. Sasuke threw his down, feeling the shock of warmth release some of the tension. His eyes skimmed over the club, and he spotted Sakura...But not before Gaara and Lee did.

"SAKURA-CHAN!" Gaara screamed loud enough for the whole goddamn neighbor hood to hear. "OVER HERE!" He waved his arms as if flagging a plane. Sakura smiled and waved to the other girls. Sasuke wondered if girls always traveled in packs.

"Neji!" Tenten squealed. "Long time!" she whacks his arm playfully. He laughs nervously.

"Yeah...Long time," Neji said, rubbing his arm. They hadn't talked since she broke his arm last year in PE.

She smiles. Her chocolate-brown hair is curled at the ends and let down, which is a first for him. He wasn't even aware that she had that much hair. Her attire consisted of a short, strapless, bright red dress that left little to the imagination. He gave her a once over, and she smirked at him. What the hell is going through her mind? He thought, frustrated.

"Dance with me?" she asked, but they both knew it wasn't really a question.

"Love to."

"So, Sakura, I must inquire on the name of your lovely acquaintance!" Lee said loudly, smiling drunkly at Kitsune, who almost vomited.

"Kitsune," Sakura said, smiling evilly. "And, she's single!" Lee grinned.

"AND uninterested!" Kitsune said, smiling sweetly. Lee stared in horror and searched for Gaara to ask him why in the world anyone would be uninterested in Konoha's Green Beast. Sasuke chuckled. Finally, a non-slut.

"Well," Sakura said, winking at Sasuke. "I'll leave you two alone, then!"

Sakura made her way to Gaara, and finally Kitsune got her moment, the moment she'd dreamed about, planned, lived, breathed, and ultimately lived for.

So...Why didn't she know what to do next?

Good thing Sasuke was a smooth talker.

"So. Fox, huh? Was that your given name?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Well...Sorta," she said. Which wasn't really a lie. She was possessed by the Kyuubi.

"Sort of? It's as yes or no question." Baka.

"Yes, then," she answered, unfazed by his bemusement. Sasuke didn't speak above the music; he spoke normally and just knew people would listen.

"Wow. Your mother must really be something," he said sarcastically.

"Well, I'm sure she was...," Kitsune said, and stared at her feet, the sarcasm lost on her. Sasuke frowned and sighed, running a hand through his hair.

"Look...I didn't mean...," Sasuke shrugged, unable to finish his sentence. He was too masculine for sorrow. Kitsune just nodded, grinning, a canine tooth showing over her Strawberry Fizz Victoria's Secret lipgloss.

"Make it up to me," she said, and he raised an eyebrow. "Come dance." She dragged him to the floor, and Sasuke realized as she shook her hips that this girl would be on his mind for a lot longer than just that night.

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Hinata stood alone by the bar, watching the excited crowd dance the night away. She smiled, swaying slightly to the music, but never letting more than her eyes wander to the floor. She was suddenly aware, though, that the tall figure next to her had been standing there for about 20 minutes. She glanced up, and a brunette boy smiled down at her. He was in a black shirt with some strange red-and-yellow circle on it, surrounded by white.

"Designated driver?" he asks over the music, and she nods coyly. "We'll get along just fine. I'm Kankuro, Temari's older brother." Hinata nodded. Temari often complained about him...But then, she complained about pretty much everything. She probably just liked to talk.

"I...I'm Hinata." Kankuro smiled at her.

"Nice."

Across the floor, Temari was with Shikamaru, sure enough, complaining about the tacky lighting with the music that night.

"I mean seriously! Does this DJ have NO taste? It sucks that the old guy was sick. He's really good. Right?" She always paused, just to make sure if he was listening. Shikamaru nodded. He always listened; it didn't bother him that she talked so much. Sure, it was troublesome if he was spaced out that day, but usually it just saved him the bother of contributing to the conversation.

"And the bartender's been lazy, too! Not to mention the prices, dear Kami-sama!" She complained. Shikamaru sighed. This was where he came in. He smiled at her a bit, a shirker's slight grin.

"But at least you're here to bless this horrid place with your prescence, right?" he said dryly. His purpose was not to help, but to shut her up. And he was quite good at what he did.

"Shut up, pineapple head." Temari walked over to Sakura, who was chatting with Gaara about the importance of goat cheese. "Where's Ino?" the golden-blonde asked, though it sounded more like a command.

"She ran off with Kiba," Sakura said, rolling her eyes.

"Well that figures. I swear, one day she'll start getting fatter and BAM! Pregnancy. Kiba'll be out the door in a second...What's up with Sasuke and Kitsune?"

"I don't know, but I'm glad. Sasuke's constant sulk creeps me out," Gaara but in. They all nodded in agreement.

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I hope you liked ;D I'll post the next one as son as I can!