Hola my pervs (smiless and wavess like a sound lunatic) well here's my shot at the sixth chapter, I actually didn't really plan on prolonging it this long but I wanted to keep you on your toes. So here goes! And as usual reviews are more than welcome!

Chapter 6: Of little black dresses and retarded plots

"Come on Hinata, you can do better than that," the Hokage's voice sounded through his office door, " All you need to do is open your mouth more and just take it all the way in. No need to be shy about it."

"Naruto kun, I can't. You maybe be used to opening your mouth to that extent but I certainly can't," the muffles voice of the Huuga princess followed.

Sakura was seriously beginning to regret coming to the tower. It seems as though the two love birds were having some alone time. And she never knew Hinata had the spunk to do something like that right in the Hokage's office and with the door open. She arched a pink eyebrow in awe and silently decided that it was the easy ones that tend to shock you in the end.

With a light rap of her knuckles on the ajar door, Sakura loudly cleared her throat, "Ahhh I know my timing is really shitty right now you guys, but I really need to talk to Naruto kun. I'm sorry Hinata but can pick up where you left off later?"

"Sakura chan, come on in. Why are you still at the door?" an oblivious Naruto asked, pulling the door wide open.

Quickly covering her eyes with her hands, she slyly peeked through her parted fingers to reveal a confused and fully clothed Naruto gazing at her and an equally and an equally fully clothed Hinata mirroring her boyfriend's facial expression behind him.

"Oh, ahh, sorry I kinda got the wrong impression while I was standing on the other side of your door Naruto kun," she said sheepishly as she squinted her eyes and rubbed the back of her head.

Hinata gave a little laugh as how comically close Sakura resembled a certain Hokage when she did that.

"I was just teaching Hinata chan here how to stuff her mouth with a whole rice ball," Naruto explained shaking his head, as he motioned to a plate of rice balls sitting on his desk, "Can you believe she can't eat more than one at a time and just a half."

Sakura shook her head and fought the blush threatening to cover her cheeks. Well that certainly wouldn't have been her first guess as to what they were doing in there.

"Sakura chan, you are a pervert," Hinata's soft voice chided, as she laughed at the medic. "I guess having been on a team with Naruto kun and Kakashi sensei would do that to someone."

Since the shy Huuga heiress started to date Naruto, she came out of her long awaited shell, much to everyone's pleasure. Except Neji, who was a bit reluctant towards the idea of his dear innocent cousin being in a relationship with the loud mouthed Hokage. But it was quickly dispelled when he saw how good the relationship was for her, not only had her social skills improves, but she had gotten stronger as a konochi.

" Yup Hinata, right on the money you are about that one," Sakura said, walking further into the office, not wanting to carry on her conversation in the hallway. "Listen I'm sorry for interrupting. But Naruto kun I really really need to talk with you."

" It's fine Sakura, you go ahead, I'll show myself out," Hinata said softly, smoothing down her skirt as she made a move to leave.

"No, no don't leave Hinata, actually you being here makes it easier for me to talk about this. I'll have some girl support," Sakura insisted as she smiled at her.

Naruto beamed at Sakura while Hinata blushed and sat down in the chair again, "Does this have anything to do with teme's strange behavior at Icharaku's earlier today?"

Sakura was immediately taken back at the blonde's observation and all she could do was stare at him, with many questions swimming in her green eyes.

"Being a Hokage makes you smart," he offered, puffing out his chest and flashing a devastatingly handsome grin at Hinata.

"Wow, it really does. And yes Naruto kun, that's exactly what this is about. And even though I've known that bastard as long as you have, I think you get him more than I do," Sakura said, as she unconsciously started to pace back and forth around his office. " I mean, I don't understand his behavior at all of recent. It's like I punched him through the wall and altered his personality or something. I know my punches are power packed but I didn't know they were that powerful. Gah! What am I saying? I'm a medic nin, the head medic nin and I know even that's not possible. With a normal person it just might be but not with Sasuke Uchiha. Never. So why the hell does it feel like he's interested in me? Because the world would have to be ending before a bastard like him could ever have feelings for me."

With her non intentionally dramatic ending, she plopped herself down on a nearby couch and buried her head in the palm of her hands, "I swear I have never felt more confused or frustrated. I thought my feelings for him were gone. I made sure to make it disappear the last time we fought him before his return when he tried to kill me and he would have too Naruto kun, but the Gods have been kind to me to give me someone like you in my life. If you weren't there-"

"But I was Sakura chan," Naruto's gentle voice cut her off, as he moved to kneel besides her in the low couch. "I was there and if wasn't, I don't think he would have gone through with it. You can never tell him this, but one night he when he was brooding a little more than normal, I decided to do something about it, so we got drunk at the top of this very tower. And he confessed to me that night that he wouldn't have gone through with it. He couldn't have. And as much as you're going to blame it on his drunk stupor, don't. He told me a lot of things that night, most of them about you, but I can't tell you that yet, because I know he's going to."

"Naruto kun is right, Sakura," Hinata said, her lavender pupil less eyes growing soft as she watched the two best friends, "and there's a very simple explanation as to Sasuke kun's behavior towards you of recent. He's going to stake his claim on you. And with all the male shinobis that are so drawn towards you, he realises that his time may be running out. I don't know a lot about Uchihas, except that Naruto kun says they all behave like Gods with a pole up their rears, but he's not going to woo you like any commoner. He's going to be just like he is in battle, he's going to eliminate the competition and then take what's his. His actions also say a lot more than his words, Uchiha Sasuke is jealous."

It was almost nightfall as Sakura grudgingly made her way back to her apartment. She was glad she went to Naruto. They had talked a little more about the whole situation and she felt a whole lot better than she did when she first got there. She parted ways with them but effectively teaching Hinata how to stuff her mouth with two rice balls, much to Naruto's liking. But she knew that the young up coming perv had more tricks up his sleeve rather than to just have Hinata use her newly found skill for rice balls. She never have any predicaments such as this before, but you would think that she would take something like this to Ino. Ino was great and all, but with Sasuke problems such as this, her advice to Sakura would probably be to just sleep with him and then get revenge back by never speaking to him, or something along that line. The sleeping part is definitely what she would say though. Sakura didn't need to hear that. Yes he is like sex standing tall, he is drop dead gorgeous and she would be lying and if she said she never pictured lowering that perfect face between her legs and running her fingers through his silken tresses while he-

STOP.

Letting out a frustrated groan, she abruptly manage to subdue her annoying inner and get some peace and quiet in her head. Opening the door to her apartment, she automatically looked at the clock overhead her kitchen counter to discover that she had a little over and hour to prepare for her date with Gaara. Biting back a groan, she almost regretted her spontaneous decision to go on a date with the Kazekage. Almost. No matter how stressed she was about the whole Sasuke situation, she wasn't going to pass up the opportunity to be in Gaara's presence and spend some time with him. What girl would want a sex God of a guy giving them all the attention they needed in a night. That's what she kept telling herself, while her now newly escaped inner was contradicting those thoughts and replacing it with ones like maybe she did want Sasuke to get jealous. Maybe she did want him to see how other men are captivated by her legendary, exquisite beauty. And maybe just maybe he would man up and step up to claim her. Shaking her head so vigorously as to shut up her goddamn annoying inner, she hurried to her bedroom. She is desperately in need of something black and short. And once again her inner menacingly whispered ohh black, isn't that Sasuke kun's favorite colour? Sakura groaned loudly and successfully managed to subdue her little retarded self once again before she started to rummage through her drawers. She was going on this date and she had every intent on having a good time. Gaara is a good man, whatever this date leads to then so be it. She was always open minded to destiny and fate and those kinds of mumbo jumbos. She had a feeling that tonight's gonna be a good night. And not even that Uchiha was going to spoil it for her.

Black. Of all the godforsaken color dress she could have chosen, the little vixen chose black. He didn't mind the color, infact he liked it. But to see that little black strappy dress hugging Sakura like it was a Goddamn second skin, he just realized that the color black on her was like an aprodisiac to him. Sasuke inwardly groaned as he watched her leave her front door with a Gaara too close for comfort. He, Sasuke Uchiha, was not spying. He did not spy. He was merely perched on the branch of a tree that just happened to be in Sakura's apartment vicinity and he was observing Konoha on this rather clear skied starry night. He was not spying. And he would chidori the crap out of any fool who accused him of doing so. Fixing his face with a glare directed at the pompous red head, he decided that to say that Sakura looked nice would be the understatement of the century. She looked, in very simple terms, absolutely and deliciously fuckable. Sasuke groaned again when he felt the front of his black trousers tightened on cue as if to re enforce the truth of his thoughts. And what was worse is that he knew those were the exact train on thoughts running through the perverted Kazekage's mind. His sharingan picked up every single one of the creep's body language. Itachi would be dressed in a clown suit skipping around Konoha and spreading joy and happiness to its villagers before Sasuke let this date go smoothly. Now he's never purposely tried to ruin things, well first off there was nothing really to begin with that he wanted ruin, so he never really thought of how to go about pulling off something like that. But he knew just the two blondes that ruined a lot of things without even thinking about it. It was like their second nature to ruin. He watched the two people (he refused to use the word couple) walk by and felt a stab of jealousy when he heard Sakura's soft tinkling laughter. His jealousy was slowly replaced however with anger, when he saw the Kazekage boldly encircle her small waist as they casually headed towards one of Konoha's finest dining establishment. With the two of them out of sight and a dark smirk playing on his face, he set off to find himself the persons to help him create a diversion. And he would bet all of his family inheritance and his left nut that one of the idiots was at the ramen shack.

" I'll have the trout and Haruno sama will have the salad with a side of dressing," Gaara ordered dinner smoothly, while looking towards Sakura who nodded in approval.

"Yes, Kazekage sama, your piping hot food will be served shortly," the waiter said smiling warmly, his eyes lingering on Sakura a little too long, " and we'll send a bottle of our best wine, compliments of the chef. We all feel so honored to have you here."

Gaara offered a small smile awkwardly, he was still getting use to the whole thing of Kazekage and people being nice to him. He also wanted the waiter to leave since he noticed him boldly eyeing Sakura quite a few times for the evening. And they haven't been in the place for more than twenty minutes. But then again, she looked so beautiful tonight that she would turn even the head of a blind man, who would probably feel the raw beauty emanating from her.

"Thank you, that will be all," Gaara said, curtly waving the waiter off.

He bowed stiffly and turned and flashed Sakura a small smile, who of course politely responded by smiling in return.

"Why do you always have to be nice to people who are flirting with you?" Gaara asked as the waiter walked off. " I know a lot of girls who are quite hmm what's the word: bitchy, when people flirt with them."

"So you know a lot of girls huh oh Great Gaara of the sand?" Sakura teased, completely ignoring his question.

On que, Gaara colored nicely at Sakura's teasing tone, but what made him blush even more was the fact that she had leaned in slightly towards him and he had quite an ample view of her cleavage. And from where he was sitting, the view was not bad, not bad at all. Not wanting her to think that he's some pervert, he quickly averted his gaze to anywhere other than the bountiful bust of the tantalizing pinkette sitting innocently in front of him.

Sakura smirked too all knowingly as the Kazekage suddenly thought that the floral table cloth was the most interesting thing in the room. She was quite use to people well men and occasionally some women staring at her double D's. She was embarrassed but still quite proud at the same thing. However, she would never ever consider herself as vain, vanity was something for the weak and she wasn't weak. No matter what some people thought. Sasuke. She immediately slapped her inner down at the mere thought of that name. She was not going to let that idiot ruin her night. Not by a long shot, when she had this red headed hottie sitting in front of her.

Gaara watched Sakura give her head a little shake and he was slightly disturbed by the little frown that creased her forehead all of a sudden. As much as he would have liked to asked her what worry marred her pretty face, the food arrived and he was also a bit annoyed by the fact that their waiter had remained the same.

"Salad for the beautiful Haruno sama," the waiter said, flashing Sakura a confident smile, he was rewarded with a small smile from the medic and then he turned to Gaara, the smile no longer graced his face as he blankly said, "I believe you're the trout."

Sakura gave a small gasp and watched with amusement as Gaara stiffened and gave a little jerk of his head. She smirked too all knowingly, this waiter had no idea what he just did. She studied the waiter, there was something alittle off about him. When he served them before he didn't seem that tall, she knew there was something else too that was different, but she just couldn't put a finger on it.

Gaara tensed up, he didn't mind that the waiter was jealous that he was Sakura's date, after all she is one of the most desired konochi in all of the land, however he was not about to let that snide comment slide. Pun or no pun. As the waiter unceremoniously dropped his plate in front of him, Gaara caught Sakura's eyes to see that he was taking every restraint possible from breaking down into fits of laughter. Oh so she found this funny did she?

"If you need anything else, be sure to call me Sa-ku-ra," the waiter said in a slightly hushed tone as he looked down to Sakura, his black eyes seem to glitter.

Her amused expression was immediately replaced by a confused one. When did she ever give this waiter the permission of address her by her first name. But it was the way in which he said her name that gave her shivers and she was currently smoothing down the goosebumps on her arm. She knew of only one person who was capable of saying her name like that. But it's impossible, he could not be here. With a smirk the waiter walked off, but he only took a few steps before the entire restaurant came to a halt to see the bastard crashing down on his face. Sakura jumped up instinctively and was about to help the man up on his feet when she felt something brush against her ankle, infact it seemed to be lightly wrapping itself around her ankle. Looking down, she wasn't surprised to see Gaara's sand trailing around her feet, the movement of it seemed quite languid and amused. Very much like the man sitting in front of her, she turned to looked at Gaara, he cheeks flaming as his sand rubbed her calve teasingly. She could all but gap. So the Kazekage wasn't as innocent as she thought he was. She heard sputtering and turned around to see the waiter being helped up by his colleges.

"What just happened?" came the voice of the flustered waiter, his face holding somewhat of a blank expression.

"Sit Sakura," Gaara commanded in a low husky tone. "Let's get on with dinner shall we."

Though Sakura was not one for following orders, she couldn't help but go through with this one. Dropping back deftly onto her chair and composing herself, she poured a glass of water.

"This is turning out to be one hell of a date, don't you think so Gaara kun," she said, sitting leisurely on the water, well aware of how moist her lips felt from it.

"Date?" Gaara echoed, leaning back in his chair, "What ever gave you the idea that this was a date, Sakura chan?"

Smiling deviously at him, "The fact that your sand can't seem to keep off of me. Do call it back will you, its starting to have a rather tickling effect on me."

Feeling the butterfly touches of the sand on her leg retreat, she took her first bite into her salad, her eyes never leaving that of an amused Gaara. But yet there was nagging thought at the back of her head that she just couldn't seem to shut up, why was that waiter so weird? There was definitely something fishy about him, but it was going to have to wait until after her date to be solved.

"Ino, fuck, can't you do anything right?"

"Listen Uchiha bastard, the only reason I agreed to help you was because one, I'm so bored tonight and two, you promised to buy all of my flowers tomorrow. And you know if you don't I will tell my dear beloved bestie that you dragged me and this idiot here into your sadistic plan to ruin her date. Fuck. Why can't you just tell Forehead how you feel? Men. And they say my species is confusing."

Sasuke rubbed the side of his temple that got hit when that idiot of a waiter fell flat on his face after that pompous bastard used his sand to trip him.

" He can't just waltz up and tell her oh hey Sakura even though you think I hate you and even though I tried to kill you like once or twice, that doesn't mean that I don't want to shag you senseless and maybe have a relationship afterwards," Naruto said sighing as he rolled his eyes in Sasuke's direction. " That would just take out all the fun. Who knew that teme was so dramatic. Oh by the way that jutsu is awesome, Ino, I didn't know that you could manipulate someone else's mind into another person's body."

Ino smirked, whipping her long bangs back with a flip of her head, "Yeah, took me some time to perfect it, but I did. The only set back is that the person being sent into the body can have actual physical feelings on their real body."

"Really? I had not fucking noticed. You should tell that to my banged up head," Sasuke growled. The three of them were currently in the back of the kitchen at the restaurant and the fact that Sakura was just beyond those double doors having dinner with that sand freak was enough to set his blood on fire.

"Geez calm down. Seriously when did he get so dramatic? I mean I know he's all emo and stonic and shit, but this, this is new trait," Ino said, looked at Naruto as though held the answers to Sasuke. "And to think I had the hots for this asshole. Had being the huge keyword here."

" Hey don't ask me, I just came along cause he promised me a fair trade of jutsu when we spar the next time," Naruto said placing up his two hands in surrender, "Don't expect me to know what the hell is going on in that chicken ass brain of his."

"Is that all he promised you, Hokage? Really?" Ino asked, hands on her hips as she stared the blonde in the eyes.

"There may be some ramen involved," said Blonde muttered quietly as he scratched the back of his head.

"Can we move the fuck on right now. We're wasting time here. I want this date to come to an abrupt end," Sasuke said in a low tone, glaring at the two blonde idiots in front of him, "Now."

"Ok Ok, keep your panties on Sasuke kun," Ino said in a sickly sweet voice. " Its time to initiate phase 2 of our get-Sakura-away-from-Gaara-so-Sasuke-could-stop-being-emo-and-shag-her-senseless plan. Let's go morons."

OOOoooOOOoooooOOO I hope u guys all love dis one. It was a lot of fun for me to write and to be honest I just made things up as I go along lol. To picture Sasuke Uchiha in this situation is quite the joke actually. If I owned Naruto Shippuden I think it would be safe to say that I would pimp out all the hot guys and write a bunch of lemons with my fav couple (grins) Hey from where I'm sitting, that doesn't sound bad at all lol. As always R&R and make me the happiest gurl in the worldd. XOXOXOXOXO