Author's Notes: lol, You'll probably go through this note, but anyway, this is my first fanfiction written in a LONG time. I hope you guys like it and trust me, it gets better.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, the book and anime, in any way shape, or form
'Naruto I promise you that I will get out of this little shit town. I'll build a name for myself and I'll be rich and famous. I want you to be by my side and run away with me. What do you say?'
'S-Sasuke…my life is here…I can't just throw it all away and plus I love Konoha. Please why don't you just stay here with me? We can get quaint little house here and it'll be just you and me through it all and-'
'YOU DUMB IDIOT! I'M MORE THAN THIS AND SO ARE YOU, BUT YOU'RE CHOOSING TO STAY HERE? SO BE IT, JUST YOU FUCKING WATCH, I'LL COME BACK AND MAKE YOU REGRET EVERY WORD.'
Naruto came back from his daydream. It's been six years since Sasuke left him and Konoha, but the memory was still fresh like it was yesterday. That dark haired bastard always dreamed of getting out of town, but that time he was serious. The next day he really did leave, abandoning Naruto and their child. Yes, that's right. Naruto had bought a medicine from his grandmother figure, Tsunade, which produced a temporary uterus for childbirth. Other than Sasuke's mentioning of getting out, he'd always talk about producing an heir however, after a serious relationship with Naruto, he gave up that idea. Naruto being himself felt guilty and was going to tell him that night he left when he actually had signs of pregnancy. Raising a child is hard, especially at a ripe age of 15. God, if Sasuke was there to help him. Tears welled up in his eyes.
"Jesus, I hate funerals. Everyone's always crying and telling sad stories," Kiba groaned. "Oh, shit not you too, blondie!" Naruto chuckled.
"No- I MEAN I AM, but something else is just on my mind right now, plus I'm getting worried. I left my baby in the house. Sai's taking care of him," Naruto replied.
Kiba sighed. Naruto was changing the subject. As one of Naruto's best friends, he gets all the information from the source himself and for the past six years, it's always been about Sasuke. Of course, no one can really say the guy's name without striking the poor blonde's heart with tragic memories. 'Something else' is a perfect cover up.
"Well that something else will just have to go away. Sakura needs you," said Kiba.
The two strolled along the aisle of the church to the front, where an abundance of flowers surrounded an open casket that displayed the pink haired girl. Naruto stared at her with grief. Sakura died from a car accident caused by a random drunk man intentionally following her thinking it was his wife. Without Sakura there will never be a Team 7 anymore. That was what Naruto called his group of his closest friends when he was younger that included Sakura, his teacher Kakashi, and Sasuke. Fuck. He thought of him again.
Kiba put his arm around Naruto's shoulders and lead him to one of the pews as the pastor begins his preaching. Everyone in the church became quiet and focused their attention to the man in front.
"Dearly beloved, we are here to mourn for our great loss. Sakura Haruno was-"
"WOAH MOMMY LOOK!" a small kid interrupted the pastor.
His small and petite body was on the pews, jumping excitedly as he looked at the entrance of the church. Everyone's head turned to the boy and then to the entrance. There was a fine and sleek and shiny sports car now parked in front of the church. Quiet murmurs and whispers filled the room and everyone anticipated for the driver's head to pop up. Naruto and Kiba quietly watched for the driver's side car to open up.
The keys jingled as they were pulled off the ignition. The driver door opens. One leather shoe steps on the ground, followed by the other. Hands were on the door to pull the man up. Ebony black hair with the greatest shine popped up. Naruto's eyes were so wide, he felt like they were about to pop out of his sockets. Oh no. Please let a hairstyle that resemble a duck's feathered butt be popular. Please let there be a lot of people with fair pale skin like his. Please for the love of god, let there be other people in the world with those captivating black eyes, the same fucking eyes that would captivate the very soul of Naruto with just one glance. Fuck.
There stood, proud and tall, 'something else'. Sasuke Uchiha. Naruto's heart is beating like a drum at this moment. He quickly turned back and looked forward to the front of the church where the pastor was anxiously trying to calm down the excited people who obviously knew who Sasuke was. The blonde was trying to shrink down and he was praying to not be seen by him. Sasuke was so close to him, for he was sitting on the second right hand (facing the front) farthest from the aisle. Sasuke pulled out a pink rose out of his black silk suit and placed it between Sakura's hands that were crossed on top of her chest. He then proceeded to walk to the second row of the right handed pews, farthest from the aisle that so happened to have an empty seat, right next to dear sweet Naruto. Kiba, who sat next to Naruto on the other side glare at Sasuke.
Naruto's heartbeat was so loud; it felt like it was right next to his ear. 'Oh fuck. Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck' Naruto began to chant in his mind. His eyes shut tight and he turned his head to the left where the shocked and awestruck Kiba sat, hoping his face wouldn't show. It's not like his blonde hair would give out any hints as to who he is.
"Hello Naruto," Sasuke said. His voice had changed from a rebellious tone to a calm, rich, and velvety deep voice. Naruto's face turned the deepest shade of red and Sasuke chuckled as the red peeked over to his ears. The dark haired man quietly sat next to the blonde, who was still turned away from him, and motioned the pastor to continue.
Naruto couldn't pay attention to anything the pastor said. Fuck it all, the man he's been thinking of FOR SIX YEARS is sitting right next to him. He's looking forward now but he could feel the other man's gaze on him. He felt hot and vulnerable, but at the same he wanted Sasuke to keep staring and never take his eyes off him. After six years, he's just grateful they're sitting next to each other.
After the funeral ceremony, big feast was held at the Haruno household. Naruto smiled inside. Sakura was always the kind-hearted girl that never wanted anybody to be sad for too long. That's why she was so persistent with Sasuke, trying to please him however she can. In the end, she started falling for him. However it was always like that with Sasuke; anything he does will melt the heart of a hundred girls, no matter how cruel he may be to them. Everyone in the feast was the closest of friends/ families to Sakura, so everyone there knew everybody. It was a long rectangular dinner that fit everybody. Naruto decided to sit next to Kiba, and across them was Sasuke. The food was all set and thee conversations already began. Everyone talked to each other. Except for Sasuke and Naruto, of course.
Sasuke sat up straight, eyes never taken off of Naruto, started cutting into his roasted potatoes and rare-cooked steak. He stabbed a fork in the potatoes and slowly placed them in his mouth, still looking intensely at Naruto.
Naruto however, kept his eyes on his plate of steak and potatoes only just peeking at Sasuke. He played with his boiled carrots at the side of his plate, trying to ignore the heat he felt caused by Sasuke's gaze. Why must he come back if all he is going to do is just stare at Naruto all day long?
The two was in a world of their own. All the chattering and crying and the laughing didn't matter. Everything became dull and they each saw only the other. They saw memories within each other with every peek and every stare and every movement they did.
"Naruto," Naruto flinched at the call of his name.
Sasuke waited for the blonde to look at him. And then, blue eyes met black. It's been so long since Sasuke had seen those precious blue eyes he'd treasured for so long, he almost forgot what he was about to say. But like a noble Uchiha, he regained his posture.
"It's been too long," he continued, still looking straight at Naruto. "I want to regain some few years today." Sasuke studied the blonde, praying he would get the hint through that thick skull of his.
Naruto got it. He desperately wants too, and it shows on his face. Then he remembers his son. "I...I can't, uhm I'm busy and you know, my house is really messy, so I'm just going to clean all day, but -someday we'll talk later over ramen maybe and we can talk all day and-"
"Your house it is then," Sasuke interrupted his continuous nonsense.
Naruto in turn spat out his food. "What?!" Oh crap.
Ah, crap... I hope you like it...
