Hello everyone! :D
As I said, I plan on finishing this quickly - after all I already have most of the drabbles written ^^
Small note concerning drabble #7 and #9: didn't do it on purpose, but they can go together... depends how you want to see it.
Ja ne,
Temari 88
07 – Chocolate :
When Sasuke finally thought it safe to go back to his shared apartment it was around one in the morning – thankfully it was the weekend. He dreaded walking in, not knowing what might be awaiting him in the darkness of the house… Gaara had probably left: he had to go somewhere with his siblings in the morning, or so Sasuke thought he remembered. Upon passing by the living-room, he noticed the light was on, "Strange." he thought. Rounding the couch, his eyes zeroed on the snoring blond slouched on it, butt naked safe for the thin blanket covering his nether regions and the message written on Naruto's torso: "Me, sore tomorrow = you, eunuch!" Sasuke chuckled and scooped up a small amount of the substance used to write. "Mmmh, dark chocolate, good~~"
08 – Happiness :
How do you know when you're really, really happy? People might think they're happy, even when that is not entirely true… humans have a craving for that feeling – so rare and fragile, yet precious. He had always thought it would take him very few to be happy, after the difficulties he'd been through—it wasn't exactly like that: he was content, he was glad to have people around him that did not scorn him. What it took him to realize he was missing something was a lazy day of June… he would never have imagined just how happy it made him feel, simply laying on the couch, holding Gaara while he slept.
09 – Telephone :
Sakura was curious. She was most positive her friend was hiding something from her and she didn't like it, especially because she would bet the radiant aura around Naruto was caused by a special person. She had tried to question her friend over it, but Naruto had been strangely reluctant in sharing details—heck he hadn't said anything, period. Now, she had a gold opportunity: the blond was showering and his phone was sitting innocently on top of the desk… just one quick look, Sakura decided as she picked up the contraption and searched through the received texts. "What's gotten into me? You, that's what got into me!... It's easy for you to brag: it's not your asshole that's sore, IDIOT!"—Sakura swore to never touch Naruto's cell phone ever, ever again.