Passing by the shops, it becomes more and more apparent which celebration is fast approaching. Valentine's Day. Horror of horrors. Sasuke decides to stock up on food. He's not going anywhere for the next week.
Fruit, vegetables and enough ramen to make Naruto proud; not that he'd ever admit to it, and Sasuke was all set. His only problem now was did Sakura remember how to get in without the key. Sasuke proved it was easy breaking into his own house one night, team 7 were an amusing cross between aghast and proud. Naruto broke the silence with a "You're going to teach me how to do that Sasuke-teme!" Knowing Sakura, she probably did. Sasuke shuddered.
Valentines Day would be good for Sasuke, if it wasn't for the people. The fan girls stalking him and the fan boys trying not to be seen stalking him. The majority of the villages chocolate supply was brought out for the soul purpose of giving it to him… and when that failed, their actual sweet-hearts.
Sasuke frowned at the memory of one Valentine's Day.
"Sasuke-sama, I decided not to get you chocolate this year," Sasuke sighed relived, "Instead I decided to give you me. Do you like children Sasuke-sama?"
"Yeah. Of course he likes children, so long as they're properly cooked!" Naruto slung an arm around Sasuke and grinned idiotically at the fan girl.
"Get off him demon child!"
"No way! I'm here to eat all his chocolate. Y'know, the stuff you lot send him every year and every year goes to waste. Not this year! I'm doing the world a favor!"
No one sent him any chocolate that year. Sasuke was severely tempted to kiss Naruto for his help.
When someone knocked on his door he nearly fainted, err… passed out because fainting is the feminine thing to do and Sasuke doesn't do anything feminine…much. Sasuke cautiously moved the curtains away from the window and peered out. He cursed silently, they knew where he lived! Damn it! He'd have to go to someone's house. Naruto would probably be with Iruka-sensei, father son bonding-ish. Sakura? No way in hell! That left leaving the village… or Kakashi. It was probably safer at Kakashi's; he didn't want to find out if the fan girl's could track him down like a pack of hunting dogs nin.
He made it to Kakashi's without much mishap. All right so he'd used a jutsu, that wasn't the point though. With a slightly desperate knock and a look around; yes he was becoming paranoid, the door opened. He almost yelped as he was pulled indoors.
"I don't mind that you didn't bring me chocolate, I'd take you over chocolate any day." Slight snickering ensured at the double entendre. Sasuke was not amused.
"Were you aware that those bloody stalkers knew where I lived!"
A slightly out of it affirmative sound followed Sasuke's question.
"You knew and you didn't tell me!"
Another affirmative sound, a bit more out of after another swig from an unmarked bottle.
"Bastard. Give me that!" Sasuke had decided by now that he needed a drink for all the avoidable trouble he had undergone. Kakashi just shrugged and disappeared into what Sasuke assumed was the kitchen, reappearing with another bottle.
After a few dozen bottles and a rather suggestive, err, suggestion. Sasuke literally tumbled into Kakashi's bed.
Sasuke sat there looking thoughtful.
"You know it's not premarital sex if you don't plan on getting married." Kakashi supplied trying to lighten the 'mood'.
"Hmm…? That's nice, but I was just thinking, I'll have to buy you chocolate next year won't I."