A/N: Blame this on my depression. And if it's bad it's because I cranked it out in under five minutes. Reviews would be nice.
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Word Count: 280
Perfection
It had all seemed so perfect at first. Sasuke had returned to Konoha, bloodied and beaten, slung over Naruto's shoulder as the blonde marched though the gate. Tsunade had patched him up and put under ANBU watch for three months. The ANBU that she'd picked had been Naruto and after a few weeks, instead of watching Sasuke, Naruto was being fucked by him.
Two years later they'd got married. No huge wedding, just the two of them disappearing for a couple of days then returning with shiny new rings. Nobody questioned it. They didn't need to. They'd know it was coming since they were small.
A year and a half after that, with the help of a modified sexy-no-jutsu, Naruto gave birth to a beautiful baby boy that had Sasuke's hair and Naruto's eyes. Twins followed, this time with Naruto's hair and whisker marks and Sasuke's eyes.
Naruto because Hokage and Sasuke ANBU leader and the children grew up to be fine little prodigies and to find ways to get paper airplanes stuck in 'Uncle' Iruka's hair whilst he was teaching. And they'd been a perfect happy family. Until…
It had been raining, they said, but Naruto didn't remember. There had been fifty of them, they said, but Naruto knew no number should have been too great. He fought bravely, they said, but Naruto didn't want bravery anymore. He died thinking of you, they said, but Naruto didn't want to live thinking of Sasuke. He wanted to come home to you, they said, but all Naruto knew was that he didn't.
It had all been so perfect, but Naruto knew that perfection wasn't real. Only Sasuke was perfection.
