[So, well, this is a first… It is the first Naruto's FF I've ever written and the first FF in english I've ever attempted to write… Unfortunately, English is not my first language, so don't be too mean!

Unfinished Sentence

-Garçon, another bear!

The shout echoed through the tables and a boy with a blue apron nodded, running towards the bar.

-Is it possible that you always have to make such a mess, dobe?

The blond ninja showed one of his huge smiles, face red for the laughter and, maybe, for drinking more than he was able to stand, and he gave to his companion a powerful slap on his back. "Well, maybe too much powerful" thought Sasuke, coughing.

-Come on, temee, don't be a pain in the ass as always! We're all having fun, you know!

The bleack-haired Uchiha had his doubts, about this: in effect, the party smelled trouble from the beginning… The idea (as always when it came to stupid things) was Naruto's, and Sakura immediately supported the project. Why she was so keen to organise a party invating all their "friends" was still a mistery to him: Naruto had whimpered to invite also the Sand brothers, including therefore that creepy red-haired guy who (and this was also more disturbing) had accepted right away. He slightly panicked when the dobe had suggested to invite also Iruka-sensei and Kakashi-sensei: the last thing he wanted was to see his two teachers snogging in front of him. It was enough to make him become a heavy drinker before turning 18… Luckily, Sakura had punched Naruto on the head, telling him how stupid his idea was.

-Naruto, you idiot! If the senseis are present, we won't be able to drink! Think, sometimes!

And with that (and with Naruto pouting for almost a day), the party was set. Well, actually it wasn't really a party… It was more a reunion floating in the alcohol and in the general will to drink to complete drunkness.

"Well, in this sense it's a success"thought Sasuke, looking with hidden pity at the people around him.

Hino, Tenten and Temari were laughing like mads at Hinata, who was desperately drunk and tried to gather up the courage to confess to Naruto.

"Poor thing, she can't even stand up properly. It'll be a miracle if she manage to get home at the end of the night…"

Chouji, Shikamaru and the dog-boy (he was so insignificant that he didn't bother to remember his name) were busy in a stupid drimking competition and they were at the 20th vodka without a winner yet. To make up for it, they all looked like they were going to faint, or be sick, or maybe the two things together.

In a darker corner, against the wall, sat Gaara, who seemed to be very interested in staring at a half-naked Lee; Sasuke had discovered during the night that the thick-eyebrows guy had the unusal habit of stripping, when drunk. In that moment, he was trying to persuade Neiji and Kankuro, the only two sober people except him, of the power of youth. But, as far as he looked, he had only persuaded Gaara of being an easy and tasty target.

"God, if creepy boy begin coming on to him and the they do something out of alcohol, I swear I'm gonna kick Naruto's ass until it turns blue! Always his fault!"

Said ninja, completely unaware of Sasuke's murderous plans, went ordering one drink after another out of the generosity of a costumer, who looked very fascineted by the blond beauty. Of course, Naruto didn't know about this, nor did he know about the glares Sasuke was casting to the stranger: they were his best "I'm mean, I'm an Uchiha and I'm gonna kill you in a very painful way if you go on annoying me" looks.

"Always effective" nodded Sasuke smirking, as he saw the man shuddering and run away from his table.

-SASUKE-KUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUN!!

"Damn pink-haired bitch! She and her banshee shrills! I will cut her tongue, sooner or later, so let's see if she can howl in people's ear ever again!"

He didn't let this thought affect his perfectly annoyed façade as he turned to look at her. Bu he immediately got pale.

"Please, tell me she's not going to do it… Please God, or whoever is up there, tell she's not thinking what I know she's thinking…"

Sasuke hoped he was somewhere else, far and far away from the pink-haired psycho, who looked like she was about to jump at him or to shout him her everlasting love. And he couldn't tell for his dear life what was worse. Luckily, just in that moment, Naruto decided to make his trioumphal apparence, jumping between the two and saving Sasuke from a terrible love confession.

-Oi, temee! What're you doing with Sakura-chaaaan?

-Man, dobe- complained Sasuke, a bit disgusted –You really stink of alcohol…

-So what? What d'you mean?

-Stop drinking, you idiot!

Damn, Naruto was annoying even when drunk! He didn't think he would have lost a little of his spicy and petulant attitudy, but at least soften a bit; on the contrary, he semeed to enjoy the argue more and more… He looked at him dead in the eye, decided to make him stop blattering about him being a spoiled, arrogant jerk, but he couldn't find the strenght to properly glare at him: Naruto looked… tasty. His usually lively blue eyes were hazy and blur, sucking his own iris in a dark blue ocean and making him sink in their bottmless dephts; his face was flushed and red, his lips stood out like rose petals on the tan skin, and Sasuke could almost see a tip of a luring tongue coming out to wet them. The Uchiha was suddendly aware of how close they stood, divided by a fiw inches: it would have been so simple to close that gap and claim for his mouth and then…

-Naruto, what are you doing?! Go away! I'm talking to Sasuke!- shrieked Sakura, seeming suddendly very jealous.

"Dammit, what was I thinking? I'm intoxicated or something, maybe Naruto passed his drunkness on me…"

The boy was so worried about his previous thoughts that, when Naruto climbed on the table yelling at Sakura and drawing the attention of the entire pub on him for a few seconds, he didn't know how the two had come to that point.

-No, you can't talk to Sasuke! You can't, you can't, you CAN'T!

-And why can't I talk to him, let's see!

-'Cause…

As quickly as he had heat up, Naruto wore off, looking suddendly very much sober, very much pale and very much worried; that, without no reason apparent. He climbed down the table, turning his back to his friends, stuttering like he was on the edge of tears.

-I'm…I'm not feeling well. I'm going home.

Sasuke remained still, stunned for the sudden mood change: one minute he was almost hitting Sakura with a Rasengan, the other he was walking alone out of the pube, like a beat puppy. What had gotten in him, honestly, he couldn't really understand.

"Well, let's hope he finds his way back home… It won't be simple, as he is alone, half-drunk and it's definetly dark out there!"

-Well, temee? Why you decided to follow me?

Naruto seemed to be a little better, but Sasuke couldn't know for sure: he had had the timing to come just when Naruto was leaning against a wall, throwing his soul up.

-Uhn, shut up and thank me instead! If I hadn't come to rescue you, by now you would be sleeping in your vomit.

-Please, don't remind me, or I'm gonna be sick again…

They walked in silence for a few minutes, Sasuke almost dragging his friends down the street, as the blond had no strenght left any longer. To speak the truth, the Uchiha hadn't followed Naruto without reason: it was possible that the stranger from the bar was still in the street, waiting for Naruto to come out alone to kidnap him and then… Now that he thought about it, it was simply absurd: Naruto could have been drunk, but he was still one of the strongest ninja in the village and he wouldn't have let anyone kidnap him without fighting first; yes, it had been real stupid of him! But, in that moment, not knowing what the blond was doing or where he was, Sasuke had almost panicked, storming out of the pub as quickly as possible.

-Ehm, Sasuke? We arrived…

He looked up, seeing that, in effect, they were stooding in front of Naruto's house; without saying a word, he took the key the blond was holding and opened the door. He didn't even bother to take hi shoes off, as he dragged his stubborn friend up to the couch.

-Why you took me inside? I coulda have done it myself…- pouted Naruto, looking all but grateful for the gentle act.

-Well, then next time remind me to leave you half-dead on the doorstep. You will be happier this way, won't you?- retorted the black-haired boy, now really annoyed by his never-ending complaints –Don't worry, I'm going away, I took you inside so if you die nobody will say it is my fault. 'Night, dobe.

-Wait!

Sasuke turned slightly, so to see the blond with the corner of the eye; the entire situation was strange, to say the least: the drunkness, that unfinished sentence at the pub, his sudden leaving and, now, this wish (or rather, plea) for him to stay. Sasuke didn't know what was going on, and he definitely wanted to unreveal the mistey.

-Why should I? I took you home, you're safe enough to survive until morning, so why should I stay?

Naruto stared at him speechless, getting, if possible, even paler and hiding in a blanket he had found on the couch. For a moment, the Uchiha was almost hurt by this sight: Naruto always acted like he could do everything, like a sort of superman with a never-fading smile, but in that moment he looked so young, so helpless, so lonely.

-I don't… I don't want you to go…

-A little selfish as explation, don't you say?

Naruto didn't notice the soft note that underlined his friend's question, as he was too busy in finding a reply.

-Maybe, but… Is it so wrong?

Sasuke suddendly understood: they were not talking only about him staying or not, or about Naruto's mood swings, no, it was something more subtle. More important. He turned completely, getting close to Naruto, so now they were looking each other in the eye.

-What were you about to say before, in the pub? You said "Because" and then you stopped, why? What you wanted to say?

Naruto looked away, turning eyes down; he was shivering, leaning more against the couch. His mouth moved without telling anything, like he was trying to regain his breath or maybe to cough out a dangerous confession.

-Naruto…

Sasuke wanted the whisper to reassure Naruto, but it had the adverse effect: the blond jumped on his feet and ran towards the stairs, slamming a door behind his back.

Sasuke didn't want to know, but as he left the house, he could hear someone cry all his tears…

[Please, don't kill me… I wanted to write a one-shot, but then Naruto took over and didn't want to smex… çç However, if someone out there could help with this FF, I'd be very grateful! I really need a Beta! Thank you! R&R please! See ya!