It was approximately a week until my birthday.
It was approximately a week six years ago since Itachi killed my parents.
Our parents.
It's been six years since I've last seen him at all.
I let out a shaky breath, as I closed my eyes.
I wondered if he would remember.
x.x
I wake up with a start.
Another dream.
Another dream about him.
What was wrong with me?
My teeth grasped my lower lip in a tight hold, as I tried to calm myself down.
I get up and walk towards the bathroom, preparing to prepare for the day ahead.
x.x
"Oi Sasuke, what's up with you?"
Asked Naruto, with a mouthful of ramen.
"Ngh."
He gave me a look, and I just shook my head; silently begging him to drop the subject.
I didn't want to talk about myself.
I almost smiled, as he tried to talk and swallow a large bite of his food at once.
Almost.
"Teme! You never tell me anything!"
Nothing personal.
I don't tell anyone anything.
"You know, you'll end up exploding one day if you don't tell someone how you feel, Sasuke"
I handed the woman who worked there the money to pay for Naruto's dinner, and I began to walk off.
x.x
I'm lying down in bed, now.
Alone.
x.x
A knock.
There's a knock on my door.
Who would come to my house so late?
It's passed visiting hours.
Knock!
We're closed.
Knock! Knock!
I don't think they can hear me.
x.x
Naruto and I are sitting in my kitchen, and he hasn't stopped giving me that look.
"Naruto, you haven't answered me."
The Blonde gave me a smile; did he ever get tired?
"I couldn't sleep; teme!"
He said.
That Smile was still plastered on his face, and I looked at him helplessly.
"That still doesn't answer my question."
". . . Ahhh, what was your question again?"
x.x
I'm lying in bed.
Naruto's lying beside me.
"You're beds big enough! C'mon Sasukeeee!"
Yeah.
That's what he said.
It's been so long, since someone's slept beside me.
x.x
I can't sleep.
Naruto's arm found itself around my waist, and was now pulling itself beneath my shirt.
I've never looked at the ceiling so much.
His leg moved itself between my legs.
I know I'm blushing.
x.x
He's whispering in his sleep.
He's whispering my name.
x.x
Morning.
I watch him wake up.
My arm has somehow found itself linked around his waist.
I was pulling him closer.
His eyes were distant, and disoriented.
He was probably still half-asleep when he moved his head closer to my own.
x.x
He's on top of me.
His legs wrap around my waist and he's crushing his lips harder against my own.
His tongue darts from his mouth, and pushes itself into mine.
My arms are moving beneath his black shirt, and I'm moaning.
x.x
I hold my breath.
He's looking at me.
Just watching.
". . .That's the first time I actually slept in a long time!"
He said.
That noise.
He's laughing.
I hate his laugh.
x.x
His face is tinged with pink, as he leans in cautiously.
His fingers are entwined with my own.
". . .S-sasuke"
He murmurs.
He's kissing me.
x.x
I don't think he knows what he's doing.
No one ever touched him.
No one ever loved him.
It's been too long.
x.x
Lips press against my own.
One last kiss good-bye.
x.x
Alone.
I'm getting that horrible feeling in my stomach.
Again.
x.x
I wrap my arms around myself.
Six days.
Six days left until my birthday.
x.x