With a quick and dramatic motion, Sasuke Uchiha-Uzamaki tied his custom-made apron and went to work in the kitchen. "Mr. Uzamaki" shined in blue sequins on Sasuke's chest as he moved back and forth along the counter, seamlessly multi-tasking between stirring the noodles and preparing the sauce.
This dinner will be perfect, Sasuke thought triumphantly, a feast fit for a king. My king.
Everything was going swimmingly; the sauce was cooked to perfection, Sasuke had every ingredient this time, and the rigatoni-
No.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Suddenly, the walls crashed down on Sasuke and everything he held near and dear. He couldn't breathe, he was suffocating! It drove him mad. He let out a harsh scream, and the world around him turned black.
Naruto returned from work to find the apartment a disaster. Spaghetti sauce painted the entire kitchen, warm pasta water flooded the carpet, and a trail of half-cooked rigatoni noodles led Naruto to Sasuke, who clung to an armful of them like his life depended on it.
"Sasuke my one true love what happened here?!" Naruto asked his lover and wiped his tear-stained cheeks.
"Naruto," Sasuke hissed, refusing to lift his head, "I... wasn't strong enough..."
"What the dink are you talking about?"
"You... Naruto... I must become... stronger... You wanted... the penne for dinner... I failed..."
then naruto slapped him with his wiener and everything was fine i have no idea how to end this