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Warning: Here be yaoi, smut, and lots and lots of angst. (There might be a happy ending on the horizon though, maybe.)

A/N: This was written from a prompt found on otpprompts over at Tumblr. (The prompt can be read at the end of this chapter, because it kinda gives away the entire chapter.)

Part One-The Note

Naruto hummed to himself as he let himself into Sasuke's apartment, knowing he was going to rub the fact that Sasuke had forgotten to lock his door in his face later on, since Sasuke usually nagged at him for the very same thing. He waltzed into the living room, hoping to surprise him. It was their six month anniversary, and he had everything all planned out. Dinner reservations, awesome present, and if he were to be honest he look particularly hot this evening clad in his best dress pants and a white shirt that showed off his broad shoulders perfectly. Oh, he was so getting laid tonight.

Sasuke wasn't in the living room though, nor was he in the kitchen. Naruto kept on searching through the apartment until he came to the bedroom. Peering inside he heard the sound of the shower running. He was contemplating pulling off his clothes and joining Sasuke, but knew that it would only lead to them screwing each other's brains out, and then they'd miss out on their dinner reservations.

Smiling as he planned what he'd do to his boyfriend when they got home later tonight he walked back into the living room and jumped onto the couch to wait for Sasuke.

It took him all but two minutes before he got bored. He started fidgeting. Why the hell was Sasuke taking so long in the shower, did it really take this long to wash his hair and balls? Jeez.

Naruto leaned over the armrest of the couch, remembering that Sasuke kept some magazines on the small side table there. Sure, they were all boring magazines, but when in need…

Naruto leafed through the small stack, but discarded all of them. Then he saw a notepad lying next to them, and figured he could draw Sasuke a picture. Maybe a nude one. Could one draw nude stick figures?

Grabbing the pad and the pen next to his he snuggled up on the couch again. He was surprised to see his name on top of the page the pad was open to, and rather than flip to a blank page he quickly scanned the one he was looking at.

Naruto

I'm breaking it off.

Please don't hate me.

-Sasuke

It took Naruto a full minute to comprehend just exactly what he was reading. Sasuke's handwriting was easily recognisable with its neat loops, so it was apparent that he was the one who had written it. Naruto blinked slowly, a part of him hoping that when he opened his eyes again it would just be a grocery list he was looking down on. The message didn't change one bit, the words spelling out the harsh truth.

His eyes started tingling with the promise of tears as the realisation hit him. Sasuke… wanted to break up with him? And he had wanted to do it by note? What had he intended to do, mail it to him? Tape it to his front door? Ball it up and throw it at his face?

That fucking asshole! They'd been together for six months, and not only did he want to break up with him on a fucking piece of paper like a pussy, he wanted to do it on their anniversary? Naruto angrily rubbed his eyes. He was not going to cry, not in front of Sasuke.

Fuck, Naruto was just… in shock. He'd thought they were doing great together. Sure, they fought at times, glorious fights with yelling and throwing things, but they always ended up with really, really good make-up sex afterwards.

Naruto noticed the pad shaking in his hands, and it took him a moment to realise that it was because his hands were trembling. He was not ready for this, was not ready to let Sasuke go. It had taken him forever to get him to go out with him, he'd had to pull out all the tricks in his book, and even though he'd initially been attracted to him because he was fucking gorgeous, and smart and intriguing, he'd learned so much more and had fallen deeply in love with the man. And although Sasuke was never one to talk about feelings Naruto had truly believed he'd felt the same way.

Screw this shit. Naruto wasn't going to give up this easily. He was going to show Sasuke that breaking up was a horrible idea. And if the bastard still wanted to break up with him he could damned well do it to his face. Naruto was not going to accept a lousy note.

Full of resolve he placed the notepad and pen right back where he'd found it and walked into the kitchen to pour himself a glass of water.

A couple of minutes later he heard the bedroom door open. He'd used those minutes to compose himself, and plastered a grin on his face as he walked out into the living room again to greet his boyfriend.

Sasuke's hair was damp, hanging into his eyes as he worked on buttoning up his jeans. He hadn't put on a shirt yet, and wasn't it just mean to flaunt the goods right in front of him like that, making Naruto want nothing more than to throw himself at him?

Sasuke froze when he realised he wasn't alone in the apartment, hands stopping mid action, leaving enough buttons undone that Naruto could tell there was no underwear underneath those pants. Dammit, why the hell did Sasuke have to look so damned good when he was trying to think of a way to make him realise that breaking up would be a shitty idea?

Naruto tore his eyes away from Sasuke's body and caught his gaze instead.

"Hey babe, happy anniversary," he said sweetly. It was hard not to catch the shock that flashed over Sasuke's face when he realised what day it was.

"Forgot did you?" Naruto continued, rising from the couch to walk over.

"Yeah..." Sasuke answered, and Naruto saw how his gaze suddenly moved to the side table where the note laid, looking undisturbed. Seemingly coming to the conclusion that Naruto hadn't seen the note and didn't know anything about his plans he seemed to relax enough to remember to finish buttoning up his pants.

"Never mind, I don't care that much about anniversaries anyways. Got you a present though."

Naruto pulled a small box out of his pocket and tossed it unceremoniously towards Sasuke.

Sasuke grabbed it and for a moment just stared down at it in all its orange glory. Sure, the wrap job was a bit subpar, but the present itself was awesome. Naruto had fretted about it for a couple of weeks, wanting the perfect present for their first anniversary. Seemed like Sasuke had fretted about something else altogether.

"You gotta open it," Naruto prompted.

Sasuke looked up at him for a moment before turning back to the box, carefully peeling away the orange wrapping paper. It fell to the ground in a crumpled mess. The box inside was a non-descript black.

Naruto felt awful. He'd been looking forward to seeing the look on Sasuke's face, imagining how happy he'd be, but now all he could think about was that note and how maybe Sasuke wouldn't even like it, because apparently he didn't even like him anymore. If he'd liked him at all? Naruto hated the thoughts that was churning in his mind. Maybe Sasuke had never really liked him and had wanted to break up for a while already? Had Naruto been that blind?

"Oh," he heard and was pulled away from his thoughts again.

Sasuke had opened the box and now he was staring into it, his lips forming a soft 'o'. It was exactly the reaction Naruto had been hoping for, but instead of being happy he felt sick to his stomach.

He waited for Sasuke to say something, but dark eyes were staring into the box, seeing the blue crystal lying there, the jewel Naruto had carried around his neck since he was a kid. He had wanted Sasuke to have it, to show how much he meant to him, and Sasuke knew the significance behind it, knew how precious that necklace was to Naruto.

"I wanted you to have it," Naruto explained. Sasuke looked up at him. It seemed like he tried to say something, but then he hesitated, looking conflicted. His face looked pained. Probably from the guilt he better be feeling right then.

"You seem weird. Is there anything you want to tell me?" Naruto said, hearing the defensive tone his voice had taken on.

Sasuke opened his mouth, but then he shook his head. "Just… thank you."

Naruto just shrugged it off like it was nothing. "I've reserved a table at that French place you wanted to go to. You can go tonight right?"

Sasuke just nodded, his gaze flickering away from Naruto's.

Dinner was awkward. Sasuke made no mentions of the note or wanting to break up, but things were tense as hell. Naruto had wanted to woo Sasuke, to show him that it was a fucking awful idea to break up, but he was too upset to be charming. Did he really want to be with someone who obviously didn't want to be with him? He had taken a quick trip to the bathroom before they left Sasuke's apartment, and had noticed that Sasuke had removed the note, presumably to hide it from him. Whether it was because he had realised what a shitty time to breakup it was, or because he had changed his mind Naruto had no idea, but he suspected the first. When Sasuke made a decision he usually stuck to it.

He spent the entire evening just waiting for Sasuke to man up and just break up with him face to face, but it never happened. Sasuke just picked at his food, looking nervous. To be honest it pissed Naruto off. By now he wanted the fight. Wanted Sasuke to tell him to his face so he can tell him what a fucking idiot he was.

The tension kept on building through the night, and Sasuke had to have noticed that something was up, but he made no mention of it.

They barely made it back into Sasuke's apartment before Naruto just couldn't take it anymore. They were standing in the living room, and Sasuke hadn't said a word to him since they'd paid the check. Any plans to charm Sasuke or wait for him to man up just flew out the window as his temper ran away with him.

"You are a fucking pussy, you know that right?" he spat out.

Sasuke's eyes widened and he sputtered, but didn't actually answer.

"I saw the note, asshole. Way to go, breaking it off in a fucking letter. What, you don't have the balls to say it to my face? Has things been bad enough that you have to leave me a fucking note without a fucking explanation?" Naruto fumed. His hands fisted by his side as he ached to just sock Sasuke. He wanted to show him just how much it hurt to read that note. He didn't do it though, didn't want to sink to that level.

"I didn't know how to say it," Sasuke said. His voice was eerily cold, as if he had drawn a shield over himself and his emotions.

"So, you got any actual reasons? Found someone else? Am I not smart enough for you? Not good-looking enough to reach your impossible Uchiha standards?" Naruto wasn't sure he wanted to hear the answer, but at the same time he needed to know.

"No!" Sasuke exclaimed.

"Then why?" Naruto asked pointedly. He really had no idea what had made Sasuke change his mind about them; he thought things had been going well. Any fights had been quickly resolved with amazing make-up sex, and Naruto cared a lot about Sasuke, just like he had thought Sasuke felt about him. Sasuke had never been the type to talk about emotions or feelings, but Naruto hadn't thought he wanted to break up, he just thought it was Sasuke being his usual stoic self.

"Because…" Sasuke started, voice trailing off.

"Well?" Naruto asked, impatient.

"Because I don't love you," Sasuke said quietly, and Naruto felt his world shatter. Somehow he thought that it was the one answer that could possibly hurt the most, because that just cemented that fact that Naruto wasn't good enough.

He felt tears pricking his eyes, and hated it. He didn't want Sasuke to see him break down. Sasuke noticed though, of course he did, and stretched a hand towards Naruto as if to comfort him. Naruto batted the hand away. He couldn't deal with that now, the pity.

"Naruto, I didn't mean for this-"

"Just shut up!" Naruto yelled. Any idea he had of showing Sasuke what an idiot he was for wanting to leave was gone. All that was left was hurt. A deep ache that clawed at his chest.

Naruto turned around and hurried towards the front door. His hands shook as he grasped the doorknob, but he got it open and half-ran outside. He expected Sasuke to follow him, to explain or apologise or something, but as he jumped into the car and cast one last look up at the apartment there was no one following him. He was all alone.

A/N: The prompt was as follows: Imagine your OTP breaking up on the day of their first anniversary. When Person A gets home from work, they get a note from Person B (who's in the shower) saying, "I'm breaking it off. Don't hate me." B comes out and A sees them, but A pretends they didn't see the note. How things go on is up to you. (This is based off of a recent BuzzFeedYellow video.)

I could be totally evil and just leave it here, but I'm not, so there are two more chapters to go! (I did warn for smut didn't I? :3)

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