"Well?" Naruto asked grudgingly to Sasuke.
"Well what?" came the bored reply. Naruto glared at Sasuke. They were currently sitting in Sasuke's Ferrari, Sasuke driving of course, on their way to Naruto's house for drop off. It had not been easy convincing the Uchiha to give him a ride home. He had pleaded and begged for nearly 10 minutes before he finally won him over with the promise of not talking to him or about him when he was in earshot for a week. He had explained how to get there while they were pulling out of the parking lot and so far there were no accidents.
"About us screwing in the backseat." Naruto said sarcastically. Sasuke glanced over at him then the backseat through the review mirror.
"I don't know, the backseat's pretty small. I suppose if we pulled your seat forward and reclined it that might give a little more space, but I doubt the difference would be all that great." Naruto rubbed his chin trying to strategically cover his mouth and the smile that was peeking out of it. He turned his head to the window, looking out at all the buildings they were speeding past.
"You are aware that I was being sarcastic, aren't you?" He asked, his face still turned away.
"Are you aware that I wasn't?" Naruto blushed.
"Turn here," he said quickly as his building came into view. The car elegantly pulled into the parking lot of a brick building. It wasn't rundown, or shabby; merely old, yet elegant, with a sharp brown- red hue. While the building to it's left and right hosted graffiti or telltale signs of there being graffiti this one stood proud and graffiti free.
As Naruto was about to get out, Sasuke called him to a stop. He reached across and opened the glove compartment, a relatively small red box tied off with white ribbon. Naruto looked at it surprised as Sasuke dropped it in his lap. Sasuke the gently turned his head toward him and gave him a simple peck on the lips.
"Happy Belated Valentine's Day," he whispered, "and open that before you go to bed." Naruto blushed deeply and stepped fully out of the car.
"Thanks, Sasuke," He said shyly. Sasuke "hn-ed" and started the engine. As Naruto started toward the old building he could hear the low purr of the Ferrari as is left onto the streets.
As Naruto lay on his bed he stared at the present. He felt giddy as he unwrapped the bow and took of the lid. Pulling out a long white cloth he looked inside the box. Empty. Looking back at the clothe he held it up to himself. It was a bed shirt that went halfway to his knees. On the front it said: 'Naruto' in orange cursive letters, 'is' in black cursive letters, 'Sasuke's' in blue cursive letters. Naruto huffed, his face going the deepest shade of red that day.
"BASTARD!!"