A/N: The not-so-awaited sequel to Dramatics on Rooftops - Shouting on Rooftops!

Also, I know I'm late on the last chapter. Here's 3/11's right now to make up for it.

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"You want me to do what, little brother?" Itachi's eyebrows rose. "Mother and Father are home this weekend."

"I know that, Itachi." Sasuke snapped. "Just- when's the earliest time they're gone this time?"

"They have to go out of town next weekend for business meetings." Itachi sighed. "And you want me to throw another party why?"

"Because of a girl I met." Sasuke stood there, defiant. "I have to know who she is."

"Ah, is this the girl you've been spotted at the jewelry stores for?" Itachi chuckled as Sasuke was suddenly reduced to a bright red, embarrassed stuttering mess. "I get it. I'll throw this party, but with one condition."

"What?" It surprised the spiky-haired boy how much desperation was in his voice. So un-Uchihalike, he decided.

"I throw this party, and you let me be the ordained minister to your wedding." A smirk.

"ITACHI!" The shriek echoed through the hall, followed by the quieter chuckling of the older Uchiha.

"I'm joking, little brother." Itachi's face lost some of its playfulness. "But if I throw this party, then you have to find out who she is. I can't lose either Mother's or Father's trust for this."

"I will." Sasuke nodded. Possibly finding out who this girl was filled him with determination. "I can't fail."

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"Oi, Sakura-chan!" Naruto's voice made the pinkette turn around, eyebrow raised at the boy racing towards her in the hall. "Can I hang with you guys today?"

She shrugged her shoulders, letting him catch up with her. "Sure, I don't care. You'll have to endure girl talk, though."

"Whatever. I don't care about girl talk." Naruto shrugged. "My mom always has Sasuke's mom over, and I used to have to listen to them talk for hours."

"Yikes." Sakura winced. "And I thought Ino's mom was bad."

"Yeah." He nodded. "That was before Sasuke and I got video games. Life is better now."

"I'll bet it is."

"Sooooo..." Naruto drew out the word as he clasped his hands behind his head. "What'cha doing today?"

"You mean after school? Dunno." She stretched, yawning loudly. "I kinda wanted to hang out with the Akatsuki or something."

"Oh." Naruto glanced into a classroom and saw Anko-sensei grading papers. "Well...any plans for this weekend?"

"No." Sakura eyed him suspiciously. "Why all the questions?"

"No reason, I'm just curious." Naruto beamed at her as her eyebrow twitched.

"Yeah, that's what Deidara said." She muttered, shaking her head.

"I'm just curious, Sak-chan!" He defended, laughing when she gently punched his shoulder. "You know you love me."

"But do I really?" She asked, giving him a smirk when he began to pout. "You know I'm kidding."

"Yeah, I do." He sighed, folding his arms behind his head.

"But honestly, what's your reason?" She asked as they got to the roof stairway.

"Weeeeeeeeeeeeeell..." He sighed, "Sasuke's probably having another party next weekend and I was wondering if you'd go."

"With who, Naruto?" She snorted, giving him a look. "You of all people should know perfectly how Sasuke feels about me."

"You have no idea..." he grumbled to himself, kicking a pebble. "Please?"

"No."

He got in front of her and grabbed her shoulders, giving her the puppy eyes. "Pleeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaase?"

"No." She glared at him and grabbed his hands, gripping them tight.

He winced and pulled them away. "Please, Sakura-chan?"

"What merit would I gain by going?" She asked in exasperation, catching the attention of the other three there.

"You could go as a double-date with me and Hinata-chan!" He looked much too hopeful for her nerves.

"I believe it's Hinata-chan and me, Naruto." Tenten laughed as they walked up.

"So? Same difference!" Naruto exclaimed. "The point is, I really, really want you to go with us this time!"

"Naruto, you know I have tests and things to study for!" Sakura yelled, raising her arms in frustration. "I can't bother with parties that the Uchihas are throwing! I can't bother with a guy who has been a dick to me this entire school year!"

"But Sakura-chan, he doesn't hate you!" Naruto defended.

"Shut the fuck up, Naruto, you have no idea what's gone on for all these years!" Sakura's voice rose higher than his, so much that a couple of students milling outside looked up in confusion.

"I have an idea!" He yelled back, getting closer to her face. Tenten's eyebrows rose while Hinata gasped and grabbed his arm, trying to yank him backwards.

"Naruto-kun, don't!" She said urgently.

"You have no idea what it's been like for me." She yelled equally loudly, leaning forwards until they were forehead-to-forehead. "First I get expelled, then my mom dies a few years later, and then Sasuke and I get into this big fucking fight-"

"Hold on, what?" Ino stood back up, surprised. "You got into a fight?"

"Yeah, it was a couple of years ago, in fact." She snarled. "It was just after my mom died. The little bastard decided that I was too depressing to be around anymore and ditched me!"

"Wait, he did what?" Naruto suddenly backed up, looking equally gobsmacked. "He never told me that."

"Well then what did he tell you?" She asked him, still seething.

"He told me that after your mom died you were really moody and he didn't know how to make you feel better, so he decided to give you space."

"I did punch him, but he did much more than 'give me space'." She sighed, holding her head in her hands. "Ever since the last day of sixth grade, we've gone our separate ways. Sure, he was there for my mother's funeral, but..."

"But he didn't talk to you since." Naruto nodded, patting her back. "I really missed hanging out with you in seventh grade."

"You never said you got into a huge fight." Ino came over, eyebrows narrowed. "What kept you?"

"From what? Confessing?" Sakura retorted, looking up at her with a sour expression. "I didn't know that fact was so important to you."

"Well, duh! I'm your best friend! You should've said so earlier so we could've moped on the couch together!"

"Ino, I didn't even become your friend until ninth grade." She said flatly.

"So?" She spluttered, putting her hands on her hips. "I would've still brought the ice cream!"

"Anyhow, ignoring the obvious lack of communication," Sakura shook her head, looking back to Naruto. "You really mean to tell me that Sasuke doesn't hate my guts?"

"On the contrary, really." He replied. "He never hated you. Although, to be honest, I think he still has a grudge about that 'stealing his parking spot' thing."

"Who cares? I roasted him." She smiled proudly. "But...all this time I could've embraced my feelings? I didn't have to hate him?"

"Dammit, all this pointless hatred!" She yelled. "Itachi would be so proud of me!"

"Why?" Hinata asked.

"Oh, whoops, wasn't supposed to reference that." Sakura giggled. "Sorry."

"Are you still going, though?" Ino asked, getting a sparkle in her eye.

"No." Sakura immediately stood back up, making Ino deflate. "Although...I never said I was going as myself."

Ino squealed. "I call dibs on picking your dress this time!"

"Wait, what?" Naruto asked in confusion, standing back up with Hinata still holding his arm.

"It's a long story, Naruto-kun," Hinata whispered.

He nodded. "Okay, if you say so."

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Karin glanced at her sister, who was in intense conversation with someone on her phone. She had a notepad with her, and was writing down and crossing out words with determination in her eyes.

She rose an eyebrow, but said nothing until she hung up, sighing harshly.

"You okay, Sak?" She asked, making the pinkette give her a tired glance.

"I'm just overwhelmed." She mumbled, falling forward onto her bedspread. "I've gotta switch up my style for Itachi's next party."

"Wait, Itachi's having another party?" Karin asked, shocked.

"Yeah, and I'm going upon request of Naruto."

"Going as yourself?" The redhead examined her flaking nail polish in distaste.

"Hell no, who do you take me for?" Sakura sat right back up, a grin on her face. "Of course I'm going in disguise."

"Figured, figured." Karin laughed. "Ah, Dad just called. He said he'll be home in ten minutes."

"Finally." Sakura sighed. "He's been gone forever."

"I know." Karin glanced at her notebook and chuckled. "I suppose I'll leave you to sketch something out."

"Yeah, yeah." Sakura mumbled as she left the doorway, going back to her own room.

At the sound of the door, suddenly something clicked in the pinkette's brain and she gasped, flipping to another page and furiously scribbling more ideas.

"That's it," she said, surprised. "I've got it!"

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A/N: Don't be mean to Naruto, Sakura >:(