Good Mornings
Chapter 1
I don't own Naruto.
A young Shinobi slowly stumbled out of his bed, dragging half the sheets and blanket with him. He fought with the materials that desperately clung to his body, restricting his movement, and pulling him back to bed. With a frustrated sigh, he let himself fall back onto the single bed, letting the covers engulf him totally, like a giant monster devouring its prey. The only difference was that the youth did not wish to leave the bed and was rather comfortable with the fact that he could return to the land where he was the boss and everyone listened to him. But then again dreams are fickle things in which anything can happen, so he had to be careful what he wished for.
"Naruto…" He cracked open an eye to glance at the youth who spoke so cruelly towards him, disturbing the peace that the morning had to offer, making the gears in his head move to not be able to stop; making him wake up. He sighed, knowing he could not return to the slumber he once attained, but still in a half-daze he replied, "Sasuke," with the utmost calm that only he could dare speak towards the Uchiha. He grinned as said Uchiha gave and exaggerated sigh, rolling his eyes.
"Why must I always have to come and get you…?" The raven-haired Shinobi pondered, lightly poking the half-asleep teen in the side.
Naruto squirmed but let a giggle past his lips, "That tickles," He sighed. Giving a somewhat content growl, if a growl could sound content, he stretched out and flipped out onto his stomach, beginning his cat-like stretches. There he stood on all fours on his bed. With a loud yawn he toppled over onto his side, giving Sasuke a grin.
Sasuke flushed, seeing the blond Shinobi doing such gestures. The only way to describe them was cute. He knew if he said that aloud, the Shinobi would wake up completely. No, he wanted to savor the moments he could have in the mornings; savor the only thing he had to being close to the teen. He wanted to hold on desperately to the closeness he shared in the mornings with the normally ill-tempered Shinobi.
"Mnn.." Naruto struggled to get up again and Sasuke chuckled lightly as the blonde pouted and tried to unwind the blankets from him. Naruto sighed again and looked at Sasuke, as if expecting the Shinobi to help him.
Sasuke gladly helped the blond with his battle against the covers, detangling the ninja from its grasp. Naruto finally hit the floor, nearly flying out of his bed. He looked as if in his battle he was eaten, but then spit back out because be was not appetizing to the monster bed.
Sasuke made a small noise and offered the Shinobi a hand. Said Shinobi only stood and made his way to the bathroom. Hearing the click of the door he began rummaging around for what he could make for the blond. In all actuality, Naruto couldn't cook. He admitted it to Sasuke on only the third visit Sasuke had.
Sasuke remembered when he first entered the blonde's humble abode. He turned his nose up at it. It was tiny and the walls were dirty. You could almost see the plumbing through them. Sasuke, being the nice guy he is offered to clean up the place for Naruto, who happily agreed. It was later that very day that Sasuke was confronted by the blond, who told him to, putting it nicely, butt out.
Sasuke didn't listen. Why? Because he was an Uchiha. An Uchiha does not give help at all, and when offered help by an Uchiha it should not be rejected. At least that was what Sasuke kept telling himself. He used that excuse to reason with why he volunteered to be the 'one who gets Naruto up in the morning'.
It was Sakura who actually informed him of the strange condition that the young blonde had. When asleep, she explained, or half asleep, he is calm and manageable. She also explained that he doesn't remember what he does in the morning. She went somber for a while and then finally said, "It's as if he's been hiding from us, and when he doesn't realize, he shows us who he really is."
The Sharingan user was outraged. He remembered his first days when Naruto would snap out of his half daze and kick him out of the apartment. The Shinobi slightly winced at the memories. Naruto was truly angry as his eyes flashed crimson. Sasuke saw the demon in the teen and he was, though he would never admit, scared. Then it would all disappear and be replaced by a different type of anger, a fake one.
Sasuke heard the door click open and the blonde stumbled out, mumbling something along the lines of hunger. His face was wet, but he still looked half asleep. Sasuke smiled and continued to prepare breakfast.
"nn, so tired…" Naruto mumbled walking up behind Sasuke and leaning onto him. Sasuke suppressed the blush as Naruto put his cheek on his shoulder. He felt Naruto's hands make their way to rest on Sasuke's hips.
"N-Naruto?" He queried.
"Nn, Sasuke-kun…" Naruto sighed.
"Could you set the table, please?" Sasuke said, hardly being able to suppress the heat rushing into his face. He felt Naruto nod and then missed those hands that were on his hips. He didn't have long to miss because then he felt the blonde pressed his body onto him. Okay, screw suppressing the blush.
Naruto reached to open the small cabinet above the stove and take out the plates.
"Oi, you're going to push me into the stove if you don't stop."
"oh. Is that why you're turning red?" Sasuke jumped as Naruto's cheek touched his.
"Nn, you feel cold though." He purred. Sasuke breathed again once the Shinobi pulled away to set the table. He touched his cheek and sighed. Naruto could be so full of surprises. He put the food on the table and the two ate in silence.
Well, silence until Naruto yelped while taking a sip from his cup. Sasuke jumped and quickly asked the blonde, "Hey, are you okay?" He took a glance at the cup and saw that it was chipped.
"Dobe." He began, "be careful." He said a hint of anger it his voice. He reached over to grab the cup out of Naruto's hand, only to hare it swatted away.
Sasuke gave an internal sigh as he now faced a loudly complaining Naruto. He watched as the Shinobi ran around the apartment, yelling about being later than Kakashi-sensei.
"Sasuke-Teme! Why didn't you wake me up earlier! Why are you here anyway? Bah, never mind, just wait, okay? Don't leave with out me!"
Sasuke didn't glare at all. He only watched and wished for the next day to come, just so he could be close to Naruto.
I might continue, but i would only write about them in the mornings. please review if you want me to continue.