I was getting as frustrated over their stupid pride as much as you were. Trust me, Sasuke was about up to here with it too. He was scowling at me for the last chapter.
So I hope you enjoy this one!
"Morning," Sasuke called in a distracted voice, not lifting his gaze from the black cup of coffee nestled between his hands as the blonde boy stumbled groggily into the kitchen. He reached for the coffee pot and poured himself a cup, rubbing his eyes all the while. He sniffed tentatively at it first before pouring in a staggering amount of cream and sugar, mixing quiet loudly in his cup through his early morning haze. Sasuke watched as he withdrew the spoon from his mug and placed it in his mouth, sucking the liquid away before pulling it out with a pop.
"What time is it," Naruto asked, slowly lifting the cup to his lips and taking a long, satisfying gulp.
Sasuke looked over his shoulder at the clock stationed to his stove and turned back to reply, "almost 9 am."
Naruto groaned and smacked his head down onto the wooden table, his head connecting with a hollow thump. A smirk graced Sasuke's lips, but he held back the insult seeing as how the blonde looked like he was in absolutely no mood. From where he rested his head on the table, he muffled through the wood, "It's way too early to be up. I feel like I slept in hell last night."
"You're not he only one," Sasuke replied, taking a sip of his black coffee before gently setting it back down on the wooden table. After he had alerted the blonde that he did, indeed, still exist, that mess of spikes tentatively rose from it's exhausted position, crystal blue eyes peeking up at him through long lashes.
A blush easily worked itself onto Naruto's face, staining his cheeks a horridly delightful shade of modest pink. He came up to rest his chin on the table, staring at the Uchiha who gave him a leveled stare right back.
Eventually, the tension and embarrassment became too much and Naruto looked away, off into another corner of the apartment, setting an arrogant scowl on his face to try and preserve what, if any, pride he still had left. With a small huff, he finally worked his mouth to form a sentence of actual meaning, "Uhm...about....you know..."
Sasuke rose an eyebrow in amusement. This was just going to be such awkward fun for the Uchiha. Sadistically, he was going to make him elaborate by saying, "huh?"
A new blush spread across Naruto's cheeks as he finally sat up straight, only to slouch a bit in the kitchen chair again, and crossed his arms over his chest, still not looking at Sasuke. "You know...the uh...other night...I'm...sorry about that. I don't know what came over me, I guess. So uh...we could just forget about it if you want."
Trying to suppress his little evil smile, Sasuke retorted, "You have to tell me what you're actually talking about, dobe. Lots of things happened last night. Like you sleeping in my bed. You're washing those sheets, you know."
Naruto threw the Uchiha a deadly glare before saying, "J-Just forget everything, okay?! Forget I even mentioned anything, if you're going to be such a jerk about it, I know you don't want that to get out so I won't say anything if you don't say anything. We can just pretend the whole thing never happened, alright?"
Sasuke didn't even move a muscle when he replied, "And if I don't want to forget about it?"
The blonde boy blinked a couple of times, trying to make sense of what he was hearing. Those words shouldn't be coming from Sasuke of all people, that was most certainly not what he had expected to hear. He sat there, dumbstruck, staring at the raven haired male until finally, Sasuke started to move. He gave a deep sigh and sat up in his seat, placing his coffee cup lightly on the kitchen table. "I didn't know you were this much of a dobe. Jeez, I gatta spell out everything for you, don't I?" He sat back again in his chair, staring at Naruto. "You had a bad dream last night, you were screaming in your sleep, wanna talk about it?"
Still slightly dumbfounded, Naruto opened his mouth once and then closed it again when he found he had nothing to say. After a few moments he opened his mouth once again...but still couldn't form his thoughts into a coherent sentence and closed his mouth. It was about then realized he was probably resembling a gaping fish, and decided to spit it out. "So, Is that all you're remembering? You know, you kind of fainted about a week ago, wanna talk about that."
Sasuke said nothing.
"Thought not. It was...just a bad dream," Naruto muttered, averting his gaze to the cup of coffee in front of him, watching the tendrils of steam swirl away in elaborate patterns.
"You were screaming," Sasuke stated plainly, never looking away from those blue eyes, a seriously amused face on, "quiet loudly. What were you dreaming about?"
"All the ramen in the world was gone," Naruto lied in in a monotone, eyes looking past Sasuke and straight into his own dream from the previous night. He couldn't remember specifically what had happened, the details were hazy, but he could remember how he had felt. The emotions were powerful; pain, desertion, despair...but then Sasuke had been with him...was that real or a part of the dream? He had been so close, so warm, comforting him it seemed.
The Uchiha rolled his eyes, "You were screaming in pain, almost crying, you sissy. You said my name."
Naruto looked away into another corner of the apartment, carefully inspecting it, trying to distract himself from the increasingly awkward conversation. Finally, though, after several minutes of silence so intense you could hear a pin drop from a block away, Sasuke finally decided to speak up.
"You were dreaming I left you again," he declared in a solemn voice, "and you were crying out for me. We...you kissed me, alright? There, now it's out in the open."
"You did it back! We can just forget about that," Naruto muttered.
The Uchiha stared at the blonde. "Do...you want to forget about it?"
"Why...don't you," the blonde boy asked, lifting his gaze from unknown parts of the room to give the raven haired boy a curious stare, raising both his eyebrows, "I thought you hated me."
The Uchiha furrowed his eyebrows together in confusion and slight hurt at the blonde's comment. The screaming dream he had witnessed last night had gotten to him on some level. He felt horrible for causing such and innocent looking boy such horrible pain. There was no denying that those screams and tears were his fault. Heart beating slightly louder at the idea passing through his head, he rose slowly from his seat and walked over to where the blonde boy was sitting. Naruto watched him carefully, following every movement the older teen made, until he was standing directly over the blonde boy.
Drawing in a deep breath, Sasuke said slowly, "I have to spell everything out for you, don't I?"
Sasuke snaked a hand through the blonde's messy morning spikes, slowly brining their lips closer and closer until they were just a breath away, lips barely touching. All Naruto had to do was breathe Sasuke's name and their lips connected. The blonde wrapped his arms around the Uchiha's neck, trying to pull him closer. The electricity between them was intense as Naruto's tongue snaked out and licked Sasuke's lips, begging for entrance into that luscious mouth. The Uchiha complied, slipping in his tongue in with the blonde's where a war between the two began. Eventually, after a long battle, Sasuke had won the war for dominance and straddled the blonde in the kitchen chair.
For a moment, just to breathe, they broke apart, a thin bridge of saliva connecting the two. They were panting heavily, eyes half lidded in their passion, Sasuke was gently stroking the blonde's cheek with tender circles made by this thumb.
"So...you don't want to forget about this either," Naruto breathed heavily, a slight smirk on his face.
"You know, you can be a real idiot some times," Sasuke panted, resting his forehead against the blonde's.
Naruto suddenly realized the position they were in and, with a flush of his face, he whispered, "Maybe we could sit on the couch or...something like that? This isn't all that comfortable."
"Hmm," Sasuke hummed lowly, "I kind of like it."
With his signature arrogant scowl, Naruto pushed the Uchiha off of him, watching as he stumbled back a few steps trying to regain his balance, a look of shock on his face. Once he saw that scowl on the blonde's face, however, an evil smirk crossed his features. He hurled himself forward, pinning the blonde boy to the chair and knocked him back so hard, they both crashed heavily to the floor.
"Ah! Sasuke! You teme!" Naruto wriggled under the raven haired boy, trying to free himself from his surprisingly heavy weight. For such a lithe looking boy, he sure did weigh a ton.
Sasuke stopped the boy from struggling by pinning both of his arms above his head, a wicked glint in his eye as he whispered fiercely, "Is this position better, dobe?"
"No," The blonde boy dead panned, his expression betraying his rapidly beating heart.
"Too bad," Sasuke retorted.
Gosh! now all that's left is some sort of plot.
Golly gee whiz, too bad for Sakura.
