1. Lose yourself in a moment
People coursed through the terminal, conversations buzzing in foreign languages. Spanish. French. Japanese. Bosnian.
It was stimulating and nerve wracking and wasn't helping Sasuke's nerves a single bit. The baggage claim was crowded, and the slightest brush of skin from the people around him sent his nerves a rockin'.
He was waiting for him.
Every flash of blonde had him jumping, pushing people out of the way for a chance to see the blue eyes that it accompanied.
He had only been gone for a week. A week that had driven Sasuke crazy. But still only a week.
Sasuke shifted from foot to foot. The dobe had gone to Paris to visit Kiba and the little french slip of a girlfriend he'd found. What was her name? Hinata. That was it. And Naruto, being Kiba's best friend (stupid mutt), had to go and see the happy couple.
A voice come on over the loud speaker system in a mechanical drone Sasuke had no desire to listen to. Well... not when sunshine blonde hair crested the ramp that led from the security checkpoint.
His Uchiha slipped.
"Naruto!"
The blonde's head snapped up, and he saw a dark-haired man push several people out of his path. He rubbed at the corner of his eyes, still tired from the long flight.
"Naruto!!"
"Sasuke?" he asked more to himself than anyone else, eyes squinting in concentration.
People jumped out of the tall man's way, and with a clear path, Sasuke picked up his pace (he didn't run, Uchiha's never run to people). Naruto stopped when he saw this, confused and happy at the sight of his boyfriend coming to greet him. Converse clad feet hit the floor as Sasuke's strides picked up into a sprint, hurtling towards his little blonde boyfriend.
It took Naruto a second to react dropping his messenger bag (with a loud thump!) to the floor.
The two bodies met ungracefully, Naruto trying to jump at Sasuke, Sasuke trying to pin Naruto to him. One of Sasuke's arms was around the blonde's shoulders, the other around his waist, face buried in the honied hair.
Naruto's face was pressed against the pale neck, breathing in the clean scent he'd missed for the past week. Home, home, I'm home.
Sasuke kissed the blonde hair, the corner of blue eyes, whiskered cheeks, stubborn chin. Anything he could reach. Everything he could reach. Home, home, he's home.
Naruto put his hands on Sasuke's cheeks, caressing the high cheekbones and pressed their noses together. "I missed you, S'uke."
The dark haired man bit the tip of Naruto's nose. "If you ever leave to country, the city, the neighborhood—fuck, Naruto— if you leave the house, I'm going with you."
The kiss Naruto pressed against Sasuke's lips was soft and loving, and exactly what they needed.
"Then we'll turn into hermits, 'cause I'm not gonna leave the house without you....... can we go home now?"
Everyone around smiled at the pair, as completely opposite as the sun and moon. Naruto pulled away from Sasuke, walking to where he'd dropped his garish orange bag.
Sasuke had just the slightest smile on his face. "Luggage. Can't forget your luggage."
Naruto rolled his eyes. "Fine. Luggage, then home."