Just a fluffy, short little drabble for you guys. Exactly 200 words! Minus this little note, of course... SASUNARU! DON'T LIKE, DON'T READ! THANKYOUVERREMUCH! (Oh, and I don't own Naruto, either.)
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There is no better time for a midnight training session than… well, midnight. But even better is midnight in summer, with its sweet, sultry air and gentle breezes. That way you don't have to wear a jacket. Weather permitting, you might even get to see your best-friend-slash-mortal-enemy-turned-lover without his shirt on.
And thus, my real motivation for bringing the idiot along with me.
Laughing, he proceeds to snake one arm around my shoulders and to drape himself heavily over me. "Those were the best times… don't you think? Before things got complicated, after the shunning and before Orochimaru started stalking you. Good times."
"I don't know about that…" I try to look nonchalant about it, glancing coyly at him.
"What do you mean?" He mock-pouts, still emanating glee.
"Being a kid was fun," I narrow my eyes, ghosting a warm breath over his whiskered cheek, "But I like where we are now even better. Don't you think so… Naruto?"
The blond's breathing hitches audibly, and he blushes, looking away. He can be so cute sometimes. Pleased by his reaction, I continue trudging forward, supporting him as we go.