Disclaimer: If Naruto belonged to me certain things would be changed. Yes.
Warning: I have a weird way of phrasing things. oo; OOCness? Cheese? Who knows. I am not a writer, so don't expect some crazy brilliant thing (I hope this doesn't cause you to disregard my story).
A/N: I tend to write what feels right, whatever comes to mind…which may not make sense. ; This was written at 2:30 AM in a crazy spasm of inspiration around the beginning of January. No one has proofread it…so sorry for the mistakes. ; First story of the year:D
Incomplete
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Kouta
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He opened his eyes only to peer into black ones. Solemn eyes. Strangely solemn. He started and yelped, "Teme! What the hell are you doing?" Sasuke made no response, but only stared back at him passively. Before he could make some sort of smartass remark about Sasuke's perverted ways, everything came flooding back to him. It had started as an ambush, and had ended here, with Sasuke crouching over him, back littered with shuriken and kunai. If he hadn't been so careless…
"You asshole! I don't need your help! You're the one who needs to be saved!"
"Tch." His smirk was more like a grimace. Naruto glanced at Sasuke's body and almost flinched at all the red. Normally some weapons were nothing, but after all the other injuries he had sustained, it was too much. Naruto's eyes quickly averted back to Sasuke's face. For an eternity ―three seconds really― he listened to and felt Sasuke's louder than normal breathing. Those black eyes never relented in their endless gaze. So stupidly, obnoxiously calm.
'Stupid ninjas, stupid ego, STUPID SASUKE!' His hand reached up as if to grab Sasuke's shirt to give him a good shake, but instead Naruto's hand fell back down bonelessly. Naruto watched Sasuke's slight shaking on propped up arms, each one barely keeping him from collapsing.
Something barely realized made its way through the noise.
"Why…why again?"
Naruto thought Sasuke's body would finally give out and collapse, but instead he leaned over to brush his lips against Naruto's ear, "Because," he breathed. Naruto almost missed it.
When Sasuke raised himself again, all Naruto could do was stare transfixed. He stopped breathing. Suddenly, all he could hear was the harsh panting of his rival. His world zeroed in on those paler than normal lips.
That moment was the first and last time Naruto saw him smile. A real smile, not one of those condescending smirks or bitter grins. Naruto wanted to reach up and touch his face, as if to make sure it was real.
'What is that look in his eyes?'
"Sa–" Sasuke's arms gave under him. Their bodies pressed together.
"Sasuke?" No response.
A shuddery breath made its way into the open.
"Tem–Sasuke! This isn't funny! Get up! You fooled me once, but I'm not that stupid! Asshole. You're fucking heavy!" A hitched sob that never happened.
"…Why won't you get up?" His words deteriorated into an incoherent mess.
His mind foggily noticed something inane.
'He's warm…'
All he could see was that smile as he clutched his makeshift blanket closer to himself, as if to ward off the impending cold.