Disclaimer: Naruto is something I do not own.
Stuff you need to know before reading this: This is my first SasuNaru fic, so please offer some reviews of criticism, praise, ideas, or even flames that go along the lines of "I hate this story because Sasuke seems to OOC", etc. Also, Sasuke and Naruto are both 16, and Naruto has brought Sasuke back from Orochimaru.
Warning: This contains Shounen-ai.
"Hey! Hey! Sasuke!"
Uchiha Sasuke looked up, his normal apathetic expression fixed firmly on place as he watched the still-hyperactive blond, namely Uzumaki Naruto, race toward him.
"You're late." Sasuke said, arms folded in the position that made fangirls squeal. He slouched on his stool, but somehow not falling off. "You've never been late to Ichiraku's."
Coming to Ichiraku's for dinner was a tradition that both of them had silently agreed to after Naruto rescued Sasuke. After all, Sasuke did owe Naruto a whole bunch from saving him from Orochimaru's impure hands, so why not pay it back by coming to dinner with Naruto every night? And Sasuke couldn't resist spending some alone time with Naruto between spars, though the proud Uchiha would never admit it.
Naruto abruptly stopped before Sasuke. "Oops, sorry, Sasuke-teme by being late…" he apologized, smirking slightly. Sasuke almost stopped breathing when he saw how close the two were. Damn it, it's that feeling again, Sasuke thought grumpily. The moment was quickly ruined by Naruto, however.
"I'm so sorry, my miso ramen!" Naruto practically sobbed. Sasuke sweated as he saw Naruto on his knees, praying to a nonexistent ramen god.
Teuchi and Ayame, the owner of Ichiraku's and his daughter, only smiled benignly as they saw Naruto praying.
Am I the only sane one around here? Sasuke wondered.
Finally, still muttering "Miso ramen", Naruto stood up. "Ah, Sasuke!" He greeted his long time friend and rival with a huge grin, as if the praying incident—and the lateness! had been forgotten. Sasuke resisted the urge to smack him on the stupid grinning face.
"Dobe."
"What did you say?"
Sasuke smirked up at Naruto's mock-enraged face. "I said dobe, dobe." Sasuke drawled.
"Sasuke!" Naruto exclaimed with a mock hurt. "You hurt me so!"
The raven-haired boy simply flicked his best friend on the forehead, leaving a small bruise for later. "Whatever, dobe. Let's get something to eat."
Naruto stuck out his tongue out at Sasuke childishly, choosing the stool next to Sasuke.
Teuchi, without even being told, put a steaming bowl of miso ramen in front of Naruto.
"Ahh…" Naruto inhaled the sweet, wonderful, steam of his beloved ramen, a picture of rapture on his face. Sasuke watched him, slightly drooling, as he pictured Naruto doing that in a completely different scenario, adding a couple of groans to boot. Oh, Kami! Sasuke thought as he tried to banish the thoughts from his mind. He's my best friend! Can't risk losing him again by thinking this. Can't risk it. Can't risk it. Finally, Sasuke got himself to calm down.
"Hey, you okay, Sasuke?" Naruto waved his hand in front of the glazed looking Sasuke.
"…mm, huh?"
Naruto sighed. "Sasuke-teme, I need to tell you something without you spacing out! Geez, I swear, were you staring at Ayame? You had a perverted look on your face like Ero-sennin!"
Were my feelings that clear? Sasuke thought, mortified. Luckily, the idiot hasn't noticed that it wasn't toward Ayame yet. He sighed in relief. "No, I wasn't. So, baka, what is it that you have to tell me?"
Naruto's face suddenly broke out in a wide grin. He didn't even seem to care that Sasuke had insulted him…again. "So…..today, I asked Sakura out!" He said excitedly.
Sasuke blinked. "Is that it? Haven't you asked her a dozen times already?" If not more.
"No, no, this time was different!" Naruto exclaimed. "See…this time, she said yes!" He leaned forward, his eyes wide with expectation.
"Um…that's great…" Sasuke said lamely. Damn it, how am I supposed to think with him so close to me, staring at me?
Naruto looked a bit disappointed. "You like Sakura-chan, Sasuke?"
No! "Baka! Of course I don't!" Sasuke almost yelled indignantly. How could I like someone like her?
"Oh, I guess it's okay for me to go out with her, then!" Naruto said happily. "Though Lee with hate me…"
"I doubt that," Sasuke said drily. "Lee's too nice to hate anyone. He'll just be jealous of the youth of you and Sakura."
Naruto cracked up. "That's…so true!" He gasped, wheezing with laughter. "Hahahahaha…ahahahaha!"
Sasuke simply stared. Baka.
Within seconds, though, Naruto had recovered. "I guess if it's okay with you, then I had better hurry up and go see Lee!" He wolfed down his ramen in about 8.7 seconds. Yes, Sasuke counted.
With a careless wave and a few bills on the counter, Naruto had sprinted off toward the distance, no doubt hell-bent on crushing Lee's feelings. Tonight, he was having no long chats with Sasuke. Sasuke stared after Naruto, a rather empty feeling in him that had nothing to do with his stomach. Because, only now, did he fully absorb the fact that Naruto was now going out with Sakura. Sakura. Sasuke had always thought that she'd always reject Naruto, but now…
Groaning, Sasuke banged his forehead against the counter, raising confused looks from Teuchi and Ayame. Holy crapping wonderful, he thought sarcastically. Because he had also realized another fact. He was totally head over heels for Naruto, like an idiotic puppy dog, not just lusting after him.
"Ughh…" he moaned, his ramen completely forgotten. Then-poor Hinata. Uchiha Sasuke almost chuckled. Misery sure did love company.
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