Morning After

"Ugh..." I yawned, keeping my eyes closed. Why I had woken up I wasn't sure. Still tired, I attempted to roll over and go back to sleep, but, eh...

...I couldn't move. I slowly opened one of my eyes and realised where I was. Oh. Sprawled on Uzumaki's couch with his arms wrapped around me...A little too tight. Shifting myself in an attempt to get into an upright position, I realised sleeping on the couch hadn't been the best idea. Every one of my muscles ached and I had to suppress a groan.

"Naruto," I mumbled, trying to free one of my arms to shake him awake – but to no avail. One of my arms was pinned against my side, the other against the back of the couch, by the blonde idiot who had me in a bear hug.

"NARUTO," I yelled, at the same time shoving my body against his chest. Perhaps a little bit too hard, as he tumbled off the couch with me still in his death grip. As his head came into contact with the floor, his eyes snapped open.

"EH?!" came his puzzled voice.

"That HURT," I growled, hitting him around the head with my palm.

"Ouch..." he muttered, rubbing his head and then his side.

Hauling myself to my feet, I stumbled into Naruto's kitchen and drank some water from the tap. With one of my hands I brushed back my hair that was stuck in my face, leaving it stuck up with the 'I-just-got-dragged-through-a-hedge-backwards' effect. Leaving the kitchen, I saw Naruto was still laid on the floor where I had left him and was trying to sleep again. Grumbling, I kicked him gently in the side to get his attention.

"I'm using your shower," I said as one of the blonde's eyes slid open to look at me.

"Great idea! I'll join you," said Naruto, a little too enthusiastically.

"No you won't," I rolled my eyes and stepped into the bathroom, ignoring the blonde's disappointed whines and pouts.

"Fucking pervert," I smirked to myself, closing and locking the bathroom door behind me.

- - - - -

A few hours later, I was stood by Naruto's door about to leave. The blonde was looking at me with puppy dog eyes and pouting, in an attempt to make me stay. Crossing my arms over my chest I fixed him with the trademark Uchiha death glare, before speaking.

"No," I said firmly. "I've got stuff to do. I'd stay if I could," I sighed.

"Uh..." the blonde seemed to consider this. "Well, can I come over later?" he asked, a grin lighting up his face. I sighed and rolled my eyes; there was no point in saying no – he'd just invite himself over anyway.

"Yeah, sure," I sighed, secretly happy – not like I'd ever let him know that though.

Grinning, Naruto lunged himself at me and firmly glued his mouth to my own. Subconsciously I pushed myself closer to his body, getting lost in the kiss and wrapping my arms around his neck as I felt his arms snake around my waist. A few moments later we both pulled back for air.

"See you later, then," the blonde grinned, obviously pleased with himself. I rolled my eyes.

"Bye," I answered, giving him another quick kiss before turning and walking out of his apartment, closing the door shut behind me.

A slight smile was on my face as I crept down three flights of stairs toward the bottom of the building. I stuck my head out of the door and made sure there was no one I knew around, before quickly slipping out and walking casually down the main street. God knows what idea people would get if they saw me leaving Naruto's apartment at this time in the morning. At least my clothes had dried out; they were a lot more comfy (and a hell of a lot less suspicious) than Naruto's oversized clothes.

Anyway. What was it I was supposed to be doing? Hm. Truthfully, the reason I left Naruto was to get some alone time; some time to think. True, being with Naruto is the thing I had wanted most for a long time now, but I had never thought it would actually become reality. Truth was, I needed some time to get the idea round my head – I had never really been close to anyone before...And I was kind of scared. Pfft. Me, Sasuke Uchiha, scared. Not that I'd ever admit it. Ever. No way.

As I reached the enormous Uchiha mansion I entered and slammed the door behind me, the noise echoing off the walls around the silent, empty house. Sucks living alone – loneliness has got to be one of the worst feelings ever. Although, now I have Naruto, that shouldn't be too much of a problem – I brightened up a bit.

Now, to pass the time...

- - - - -

A bath, three cups of ramen, two video games, a book and a nap later, I found myself being awakened by a loud hammering on my door.

"Ugh..." I groaned, waving a hand absent-mindedly at the door, as if to shoo the person away. I rolled over and forgot I wasn't in a bed, falling off a couch for the second time in one day. Groaning, I rubbed my head and picked up the book off the floor where it had fallen. Glancing at my watch I realised it'd probably be Naruto. Sighing, I hauled myself to my feet and trudged over to the door in my usual slow pace. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest in anticipation of seeing the blonde moron, but of course I didn't let it show.

I carefully pulled the door open and saw Naruto stood there with a huge grin on his face – making me smile myself. I opened my mouth to speak, but before any words could leave my mouth the blonde moron charged into me, slamming his lips against my own and pinning me by my arms against the nearest wall. Subconsciously I heard him kick my front door shut with his leg as I wrapped my arms around his neck to pull him closer. The next second I felt his arms around my waist, pulling my body closer to his own – feeling he was about to pull back, I pressed my hands harder against the back of his neck so he couldn't move away. For all I cared he could explode from lack of oxygen – I wasn't finished yet.

Being the kind Uchiha I am, I let him pull away after a few more moments when I could feel his chest heaving from lack of...breathing. I grinned triumphantly at him as I watched him panting for breath, glaring at me.

"I wasn't done," I complained in a mock childish whine, stamping my foot to add to the effect. Naruto just laughed at me, and I could tell he was about to say something sarcastic so I silenced him by dragging him into another kiss by pulling on the front of his shirt with my hands. I nibbled on his lower lip until he allowed me entry to his mouth, but he soon pushed me back into my own mouth with his tongue a moment later. I pushed back against him in a battle of dominance – who says the great Uchiha was going to let himself be dominated by this blonde knucklehead?

Okay. So maybe he was the dominating one in this relationship I admitted to myself a moment later. I could feel the smirk on Naruto's lips as I pulled back, gasping for air again.

"So," I whispered after our make-out fest. "What've you been doing today?" I buried my head in his chest, remaining in his embrace.

"Just hanging around my apartment...And eating ramen," he grinned. I groaned, I should have known. He always has had a fetish for ramen. "What about you?" he asked, nuzzling the top of my head.

"Just...stuff," I said, avoiding the question as I didn't know what to say. "What something to drink? I'm guessing you aren't hungry as you've probably eaten ten pots of ramen..." Naruto just looked at me with a puzzle expression on his face.

"Sasuke! I thought you would've known me better," he said in mock horror. "I'm always hungry," he grinned. I sighed.

"Right, then," I say as I slipped my hand into my pocket to check that my wallet was there. It was. "Let's go get something to eat." Before I could barely move a muscle, Naruto had dragged me out of my house and around the corner, charging toward the ramen stall. I sighed and rolled my eyes at the ramen-obsessed blonde.

- - - - -

I groaned. Definitely the last time I was ever going to take Naruto out again – I mean, I knew he loved ramen and all, but eleven bowls? Next time I'm picking where we go to eat. Definitely.

"Naruto," I said, lifting my head off the table where I had slammed it down.

"I know you love ramen...But do you think we can go now?" I said as he was about to order his twelfth bowl. Naruto fixed me with a dejected expression, but he agreed. Happily I left the money on the table and dragged him out of the shop by the arm. I had only taken a few steps out of the stall when I noticed something. It was quiet – too quiet. A sudden gust of wind blew toward me and I froze. That smell...Perfume.

"Naruto, hurry!" I yelled in a panicked frenzy while I desperately tried to push him in the direction of my mansion. He shot me a confused look, then his eyes looked over my shoulder and his shock was soon replaced by understanding, and eventually, also panic. I turned my neck slowly to look behind me, and of course, they were there. Hundreds of them with their awful gooey eyes and drool. Fan girls.

My eyebrow twitched as a wave of them washed over me that caused me to stumble back, clinging to Naruto's arm to keep balance and not fall on my face. They instantly surrounded me.

"Hi, Sasuke!"

"Wanna go out some time?"

"Do you like my new perfume?"

"Ooh, did you get a haircut?"

My eyebrow twitched again at their squeals, and I was about to say something when I heard Naruto speak up, drowning out all of their voices.

"Back off, he's taken!" he shouted – they all had shut up.

"Who's he?"

"What right does he have to say that?" They whispered among themselves, before the wails began.

"Sasukeeeee! Is it true?" came their wails as one voice.

"No! I'm still single," I shout loudly, before I seized my change and grabbed Naruto's arm, dragging him to my house. I slammed the door shut behind me, and locked it. The noises of the fan girls eventually died away.

I turned slowly and saw the pained look on Naruto's face.