Sasuke was preoccupied with thoughts of that simple, sweet kiss. It had already been two weeks and still the thought captivated him. Periodically, he would feel the blood rush to his face and hold his fingers to the tingle on his forehead. This is the weekend he was supposed to hang out with Naruto again. Unfortunately, Naruto had called and cancelled again even though school was done. Sasuke was disheartened, to say the least. 'Is it because he found out it was me?' He shook his head. 'Naruto wouldn't do something like that. I'm sure he's got a good reason.'
Naruto sent him a text later that weekend saying, "I'm sorry I haven't been able to see you much. If your parents still aren't back, do you want to spend Christmas here with me?" Sasuke was shocked, but excited. "If I have to." Naruto sent back an immediate, "Great! I'll pick you up Christmas Eve around six."
Naruto wanted to daydream about Sasuke, but there was too much work to be done. School might be over, but his work and learning weren't. He was only ¾ of the way through learning basic Braille. His furniture still wasn't back yet and, to make things worse, he was behind schedule. Only three and a half weeks left until Christmas. Not to mention how increasingly difficult it was to keep his friends out of his apartment… And his hair. 'Sometimes it's like babysitting,' he thought.
'And now, for Sasuke's room.' Naruto laid the tarp out on the floor and began to paint over the terrible cream color with a soothing dark blue. He replaced the blinds with eclipse curtains for which he painted the draw cord neon. Then, he made his way across the house modifying any and all thresholds that could easily be tripped on. Each room had to have a seamless continuity with the others. He placed strips of reflective neon tape around the left and right sides of each and every doorway. The same tape was on the handle to the refrigerator and freezer, the toilet handle, and in the center of every doorknob. The drawers and cabinets were all labeled with Braille tags.
Naruto wiped the sweat from his brow and grinned at his (albeit tacky) handy work. He looked over at the clock. 'It's only eight o'clock. I still have time to study some more.' Okay, time for his next Braille lesson. The bright side to teaching yourself is that you don't get in trouble for being late.
Midnight rolled around and Naruto showered as quickly as possible and crawled into bed. His stomach growled angrily. In his zeal, he had forgotten to eat all day. He groaned and rolled over. "Tomorrow, stomach. Tomorrow," he promised.
A week and a half later, his furniture finally arrived. Naruto was overjoyed. He spent the rest of the day arranging it. It took the whole day before he was satisfied. There were clear pathways in every room. Each item of furniture had been reupholstered so that Sasuke would be able to see it. Lightly colored and framed in bright colors, they were perfect. Tacky as hell, but perfect.
Now to spend the next two weeks perfecting his Braille.