Hello world! There is a little fluff in this chapter. A little! Not much! Almost nothing! Sorry! But I promise there'll be more next chapter. Miso soup is a traditional breakfast in japon and its basically a stock called dashi with vegetables. Anyway! So I rewrote this because I hated the way it turned out at the beggining. Sorry! Thank you all my followers and HxH KiruGon Fan and yuvimonlegreat for reviewing! I always appreciate the support!

The morning sun raised slowly over the mountains to proclaim his rightful place in the clearing sky. Darkness started fading, carrying the sleep of the land with it. Birds flew away from the safeness of their nests, sweet melodies pouring out from their peaks. Light shades of blue painted the heavens, and a vanishing fog cooled the earth. Conciousness settled within the minds of several shinobi, pushing them out from their beds and into daily work.

The Hidden Leaf was awakening, but instead of following its example, Sasuke Uchiha was trying his hardest to stay in bed.

Warm light floated over him like a falling veil. Steady, slow, and careful. A small, chilly breeze came through the window he assumed was open, which was weird. Hadn't he close the window yesterday, before going to sleep? Hhmmm... Whatever, it wasn't hurting anyone. The matress underneath him was so soft, almost cloud-like, just like the pillow in which he was resting his head on. A soft blanket was tucked around him and a soft pillow was pressed against his side.

He couldn't remember the last time he slept in. Ever since he was a kid, his father would tell him how important time was for a shinobi. A minute in battle could be the difference between life and death, you have to use it wisely. The earlier you wake up, the more hours you would have during the day, the more things you can do. Logical. Pratical. Today was different though.

Today, Sasuke Uchiha was willing to sleep for 'five more minutes'.

This was (for those who knew him best) outrageous.Lazyness wasn't his thing. He was a very active person, the opposite of Shikamaru Nara, but, like every person, he had moments. Moments in which all he wanted to do was to hold still and enjoy the present. His body would feel heavy and there wouldn't be any need of thinking. Just like now.

A sense of calm came to him with each breath of air and he couldn't think of anything that wasn't the softness surrounding him. His limbs felt heavy just like his eyelids and tiredness engulfed his body like a hug. With all the stuff that happened last night, Sasuke wasn't so sure how many hours of sleep he had. It shouldn't be surprising really. Naruto was tiresome when he was awake, it shouldn't be a wonder he was even more so when sleeping. Talking about the idiot... How was he doing? It had been a rough night for both them, so he would understand if the boy wanted to sleep in (like him).

He creacked one eye open and let it drift towards the blonde's general direction. What he saw surprised him.

Naruto was there alright. The small rays of light that came from the slightly open window crashed down in him making his yellow hair 'shine'. His chest lifted and fell with each breath and soft snores came from his opened mouth. But the real shock for Sasuke, was the fact that Naruto was...cuddlinghim? He couldn't think of a better word. The blonde head was resting on his left shoulder and the tanned body was pressed against his.

Now he was fully awake. What the hell was he doing? He knew Naruto always moved in his sleep but not like this. Did he look like a teddy bear you could snuggle with!? He was certain he didn't. Frowning, he turned his head as far away as he could from his teammates without moving the rest of his body. Seriously. What the hell? He lifted his right hand and placed it on Naruto's arm, completely determined to wake him up. He was stopped when saw the blonde's face. He was smiling. It was that kind of sleepy smile you get out of nowhere and that it sometimes freaks other people out, like Sasuke.

Watching the idiot right now, he couldn't help but compare him to the Naruto he saw last night. The nightmares really took a tow [?] in them and the scared, jumpy kid with teary eyes that had just woke up from a nightmare was no more. He was calm, and Sasuke, knowing perfectly well how tired one feels after a sleepless night, couldn't find it in him to disturb the blonde. Naruto was just as tired as he was, it wasn't fair to wake him. He was willing to over look the 'cuddle' thingy right now.Justthis once.

Backing his hand away to his original position, Sasuke closed his eyes again ready to go back to dreamland. Hmmm... It was so soft, so very cloud like soft. Since when was his bed so sof-

"Raaaaasssseeeeeennnnn!"

A foot collided against his hip followed by a smack on his chest.What the-!?

"Bring it on Sas...!" Shouted a slurred voice.Ah.

"Naruto!" As the idiot turned to his left side, Sasuke was pulled with him.

"C'me on, cooowaaarr...!"

The next five minutes of Sasuke's wonderful morning were spend with the raven trying to wake Naruto without getting hit by all his twisting and thrashing [?]. For a second, the Uchiha thought the blonde was having another nightmare, but annoyance replaced worry after he realized the idiot was dreaming about fighting him. Somehow, they ended up with the blanket wrapped around them like a taco and it wasn't until they fell down to the floor that Naruto finally woke up.

With a yawn, the blonde opened his eyes sleeply.

"So you are finally up." Infront of him, was the angry face of Sasuke Uchiha, just a few inches away from his own. Their noses were touching and blue eyes widened at the closiness. The raven's glare intensified. "Idiot." His mouth opened and-

"Aaaaahhhhh!" They started rolling all over the floor, knocking against furniture, and never did Naruto stopped screaming bloody murder.

"Hey idiot! Stop moving!"

"Get away from me!"

"I said stop!" He managed to free one leg from the blanket and use it to kick the blonde just a little below the gut. The rolling stopped with Naruto letting out a pathetic whimper and Sasuke on top of him, squirming out of the blanket.

When he was finally free, the blonde's hand flew to clutch his kicked stomach, murmuring a few words about 'pervy violent bastards'.

"Stop complaining." Ordered the Uchiha. "Get up. We have a breakfast to do." Using their chakra covered hand, the raven pulled his teammate to his feet.

"Breakfast?" Said the Uzumaki with his face still scrunched up in pain. "Hate to break to ya Sasuke, but I can't cook."

"Yeah well, neither do I." He answered, rolling his eyes in annoyance and waving thier joined hands. "That's why I need you. Cooking is a 'two-hands' job." He started walking towards the kitchen.

"Nooo" Naruto dragged the word. "I mean I really don'tknowhow to cook. The last time I tried using the stove for something that wasn't heating water for ramen my flat got on fire!" He explained as he followed Sasuke, who scoffed.

"Either you help me cooking or we don't eat at all." He looked at the blonde. "And no. We arenoteating ramen." Naruto threw him a dirty glare. "Besides, you won't be alone in the kitchen, you are cooking with me." They arrived at their destiny. "How hard can it be?"

"You are anidiotat cooking."

"No kidding."

Sasuke wasn't a messy person. His mother taught him to be clean and organize, and he was greatful for that. He would always help her cleaning the house before he was put in the academy. Still, he always tried and kept his room neat so she wouldn't have to much work. Now that he think about it, no one in his family was messy. His father sometimes, but that was just because of the amount of paper work he brought from the police center. Other than that, the house had always been clean. He had followed the example his mother set him even after her death. Besides, he never like the mess.

And yet here he was.

"How the hell did you this?"

"Wedid this, bastard. Together. A 'two-hands' job, remember?"

In the end, it didn't matterwhodid it, buthowdid it happened. It was supposed to be an easy breakfast. Just some rice balls and miso soup. Nothing too complecated. It was impossible that such an easy plate ended up exploting in half the kitchen.

Rice was spread over the whole floor. Dashi stock tainted the walls and ceiling, with some miso paste plastered in it. Vegetables were scattered everywhere, smashed tomatoes with onions and narutomakis made the floor even more slippery and dirty. There was even a small fire in the stove that Sasuke was quick to extinguish. All in all, it was a mess Mikoto wouldn't be proud of.

Sighing heavily, he glared at the blonde.

"This is your fault." Naruto, who had been staring at the kitchen with a weak scowl and pursed lips, turned to look at Sasuke.

"Ourfault bastard." He said dryly.

The raven's glare gain a considerable amount of heat, and for a minute he thought about smacking the idiot, but choose against it. He had bigger problems, cleaning this mess, for example.

"Well!" Exclaimed the Uzumaki happily. "Guess we're going out to eat then!" The boy turned around and made his way to the bedroom. "Let's go change and- Hey!" Sasuke pulled from their joined, stopping the blonde.

"We arenotmoving from here until you clean this mess." Naruto's eyes widened, before a smirk came to his face.

"Sure thing!" That surprised the Uchiha. It was amazing his teammate gave in so easily, knowing him, it would have normally take a lot more yelling. "But let me remind you I'm terrible at cleaning and it will take a lot of time for an idiot like me to clean this, is a 'two-hands' job after all." If glares could kill, Naruto would have been burned alive and then stabbed multiple times.

Under normal circumstances, Sasuke would have walk away, but with their current predicament that was impossible. As much as he hated it, the fact was that hehadto help the blonde. Their hands were joined, theyneededeachother right now. Not to mention, he was hungry, and he didn't had the patience to wait until Naruto finish. It would be faster if he helped.

Sighing one more time he turned to the kitchen.

"Fine." Naruto chuckled.

After thrity minutes of cleaning, insulting, fighting and yelling, the kitchen strated looking decent. There were still some smashed vegetables here and there with some rice grains, but at least it wasn't as dirty as when they started. When they finished, Naruto suggested to bath, but Sasuke was already in a fuel mood for being in the tube again with the blonde.

They changed their clothes with a lot of effort, and managed to look presentable enough to go out in public. At the beggining, none of them thought it would be a good idea to wander around the village with their hands like that, but after listening to their stomaches growl for ten minutes they realized it was for the best. They were hungry, and after the breakfast fiasco Sasuke needed more supplementaries. It was just a quick trip to the market and to eat something at the tea house.

"Isn't that Sasuke Uchiha?"

"Isn't that Naruto?"

"What are they doing together?"

"Look at their hands! What is that thing?"

As they walked down the busy streets of the Hidden Leaf, the looks and murmurs didn't wait to make themselves known among the people. Just after they finished their breakfast they started making their way to the village's market area, a row of shops that sold all kinds of foods and supplies. People turned to watch them all the way.

Sasuke wasn't surprised. Two boys, one of them the heir of the Uchiha Clan and the other a knucklehead, walking side by side with their hands covered in some large grey ball as if they were holding them. It was a strange sight, indeed.

Luckily, he was an Uchiha, and if there was one thing the Uchiha were good at, was at ignoring people. He had practice, with all the fangirls that were constantly trailing behind him and all the annoying comments he was forced to deal with from almost everyone. In any case, the looks and murmurs, though stupid, didn't overly annoyed him. He was fine with them. He couldn't say the same thing about Naruto.

Watching the blonde from the corner of his eye, he noticed how uncomfortable the boy was. He kept biting his lip every so often, his blue eyes darting from left to right, ocacionally meeting someone's stare, just to flinch and turn to look away. His shoulders were hunched and his eyebrows furrowed in worry. Everything about him screamed insecurity.

Sasuke couldn't help but remember yesterday's night.

Just like back then, it felt so wrong to see Naruto like that. The idiot radiated confidence with that big mouth of his and those exagerated movements. It wasn't normal for him to be... scared. Now, Sasuke have seen him like that twice.

"That's very strange."

"What is that kid doing with the Uchiha?"

"What's with their hands?"

Sasuke rolled his eyes in deep annoyance. Didn't people had anything more important to do than to gossip around about two boys? How stupid. Well, at least they were already there. Taking out a list from his pocket, the raven looked around from shop to shop, searching the place that sold the vegetables he needed. Let's see... Ah! There it was, right next to the mask shop. Putting the list away, he turned to walk towards said place when his left hand was pulled back, stopping him. He hold back a sigh.

"Come on, Naruto." He called without turning. "We need to get the food." Pulling from his hand he realized the blonde wasn't budging. Annoyed beyond words, he twisted his head around so he could glare at his teammate, but was met by a surprising sight.

Naruto was standing stiffly, wide eyes never leaving the empty mask shop.

"Not here." He looked at Sasuke and the raven was sure he saw him tremble. "We can't buy the things here." His voice was almost pleading. "Let's go somewhere else." The Uchiha looked at him questionly, but Naruto averted his gaze. "There are plenty other shop we can go to." He tried resoning.

If Sasuke thought that the Uzumaki having nightmares was weird then this was even weirder. The idiot didn't want to go into a normal shop? Since when was he so picky about where did he got his food from?

"Don't be stupid." The raven scowled. "Let's go." He pulled from his hands again but Naruto wasn't moving.

"No." He said matching Sasuke's glare. "I'm not going in there." His voice was fiercer than it had ever been.

If they hadn't been in public a game of 'pulling-the-chakra-ball' would have started, but then again, there was people watching, even more than before. Of course, Naruto was just as uncomfortable, but his determination wasn't wavering, making Sasuke even more angry.

He mentally counted to ten in a fruitless effort to calm himself down. Of all the things he ever argue with the blonde this was probably on the most stupid. One of the ten more stupid. Who cares in which shop do they buy their things? Why did the idiot wanted to make a big deal out of this? Well,he didn't want this to become a bigger deal. Not because of something so trival as shopping. He was more mature than that.

"Fine." He growled. "Let's go." He was letting the idiot win,just this once.

Without looking at his teammate, Sasuke turned around and walked away from the 'oh-so-scary-shop', and made his way to the other side of the street.

Never did he noticed the way the sale man from the mask shop glared at Naruto or how the blonde recoiled until he was a few inches away from touching Sasuke. After all the Uchiha was pissed, and when the Uchiha are pissed is hard to get them to focused in anything that isn't 'being piss'.

Longest chapter I've written! I think...