Never Forget The Frozen Snow

Chapter 1: Snow

( This is written in modern time, as though, they live how we live today…Instead of in the past, like they do in the show… )

He held his hands up in front of his face, breathing hot air into them. He was shivering, covered in goosebumps. He was wearing a pair of jeans, and a black t-shirt. He blew hot air onto his hands again, keeping them cupped near his mouth.

"Idiot…I told you to at least bring a sweater with you…I knew it would snow today."

"I-I'm n-n-not an i-idiot!" He shot back, shivering even more now. He put his hands on his arms, hugging himself.

'How was I supposed to know it was going to snow today? That you weren't playing some prank on me…' He thought silently. He looked to the male he was with. Short, black hair, black eyes… He too wore a pair of jeans, and a t-shirt and sweater that matched his hair and eyes.

Sweater…That was probably warm.

He shivered more, leaning against the building they'd stopped outside of, on their way to Sakuras house. It was a special night for her, and they'd spent all day looking for something to give her. Every shop had been checked out, until they found gifts they knew she'd enjoy.

"Idiot," the dark haired male repeated, looking to the blonde haired, blue eyed male who was now leaning against a buildings wall.

"I'm not an idiot!" The male managed to say without a stutter, before he returned to his shivering,

"H-how much f-f-further to Sakuras h-house…?"

"Couple blocks."

The male made no replies, he just pushed himself away from the buildings wall, and started walking again. He wanted to get there as soon as possible, get out of the cold. He hadn't expected a weather change…And, since he had come home in a hurry from his highschool, he really hadn't had a chance to check the weather forecast, and his friend was known for playing tricks on him all the time…How was he supposed to know when he was being serious?

So, he quickly showered, and put on whatever he thought would be comfortable in the surprisingly warm autumn weather. As soon as he'd dried his hair and was dressed, his friend had arrived at the door, wearing a similar outfit, and a sweater around his waist. Thinking nothing of it, he didn't bother to grab himself a sweater to take along.

The dark haired male had then mentioned bringing one, because, he said, it was going to snow. The blonde male had laughed and told his friend not to joke. That it was far too warm for snow. With that, they had headed out on their shopping trip. It wasn't until they had gone through about fifteen stores that it even began to snow…And, five stores later, it was time to go to Sakuras house.

The walk was long, and neither of them had enough for a taxi there, and home…So, they decided to walk there, and taxi home. They were neighbours, so, it would only take one taxi to get them both home.

But now the blonde male felt the chills. He was freezing. Looking around, he tried to pay attention to the lights of the houses. Tried counting how many were on, and how many were off. It was a distraction, yet, he couldn't even focus on that. All he noticed was the snowflakes as they slowly drifted towards the white blanket that already covered the ground.

He rubbed his hands along his arms. Freezing. He was so cold. How could his friend not feel this? Was that sweater that thick? It was probably fuzzy…

He stopped walking, stood near a building, leaned against its wall. He'd been doing this the whole way, it was so cold out. He shivered more.

"I told you to bring a sweater," the dark haired male said suddenly, in the silence of the falling snow.

"How was I to know you were b-being s-s-serious? You're always playing pranks on me!" The blonde male responded.

The dark haired male, made no replies. There was a shuffling sound. Then, the blonde male was plucked from the wall, and his arms were forced up above his head. Warmth slid over his arms. Surprised, he looked over to the dark haired male.

"Sasuke…?"

The male was now standing in his t-shirt. The blonde haired male now wore his sweater.

Sasuke said nothing at first. How could he? He'd just showed Naruto a sign of caring for him. He didn't know for sure if Naruto held the same feelings as he did, but he didn't dare ask. How long would it be until Naruto let him live that one down if he did ask? Naruto was the type to never let you live something down when it happened. He'd joke about it where ever you went with him.

He wouldn't tell him.

He couldn't tell him.

Kneeling, he looked over his shoulder at him,

"Come on Naruto…I made you walk in the freezing cold this whole time…I'll carry you to Sakuras."

Naruto stood, stunned. Finally, his legs willed him to move forewards, and he carefully slipped onto Sasukes back. Sasuke tucked his arms under Narutos knees, holding him up. Naruto let his arms cross in front of Sasukes chest, resting his cheek against Sasukes left shoulder.

'How could I tell him?' Naruto thought silently, closing his eyes,

'He plays pranks on me…And, I never take anything seriously enough…He probably wouldn't feel the same anyways…'

What Naruto didn't see was the smile on Sasukes face, as Sasuke carried him to Sakuras house.

( A.N: I hope you enjoyed that chapter! Please review, and tell me what you think. )