4. Ice Cream
There was only one thing better than a cold shower on a hot day, and that was a bowl of ice cream on a hot day. Sasuke knew this to be true from personal experience, and was very much looking forward to having himself a generous bowl of ice cream when he returned to his shared apartment. Because today, although a mid-October day that should have been cool and crisp, had been hot.
The door to the apartment was slightly open, and so were all of the windows on the inside, but Sasuke couldn't bring himself to think of anything besides that nice, creamy bowl of frozen goodness. He practically fell through the doorway and ran to the kitchen. There was the glorious freezer, humming to indicate its coolness.
He stared at it for a moment before slowly walking toward it, his hand outstretched to meet its handle. Even that small piece of plastic was cool on his fingers. The abrupt change in temperature as he pulled it open caused a shiver to run down his spine. Sasuke could barely contain his excitement as he searched the contents of the frozen god.
But there was no ice cream! There was not even an extra-light gallon-box with only a spoonful left. Nothing! Sasuke could only stare in abject horror at the now unforgivingly cold and relentlessly traitorous freezer before he turned to glare daggers toward the other room of the apartment. Somewhere over there was an ice cream thief.
A spikey blonde head poked out of the door to the bedroom, soon revealing an all too bright smile on an all too cheerful face. "Hey, Sasuke! I didn't hear you come in," Naruto said, the grin not leaving his face as he entered the room. Sasuke continued to glare.
"How was your day, teme?" Naruto asked jovially, walking up to stand beside the Uchiha. Sasuke's glare stayed rigid, but he gave no response.
Naruto raised an eyebrow at his partner's odd behavior and glanced at the freezer. "Are you looking for the ice cream? Because I ate it all earlier. Today was too hot not to! Man, I thought I was going to die of exposure, and I was inside!" the blonde said, not realizing that the slightly upset glare on Sasuke's face had turned to a murderous leer.
There were a few moments of silence.
"Naruto," Sasuke began slowly, "did you just say that you ate my ice cream?"
"That was your ice cream? I didn't know you liked cookies n' cr-" Naruto had turned around and caught the look in Sasuke's eyes, his own widening a fraction as he realized what he had done. "Shit."
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woo!! I feel like I could write anything right now!! I guess government essays are good for something after all!!