I is for Impossible
we do not see things as they are , we seem them as we are

"Naruto Uzumaki, I swear to God, it's those stuffed animals, or me." Sasuke said suddenly one day, his cool voice, along with the shouts from the T.V situated in the cramped living room, reverberating off the bleached walls of his and his partner's apartment. Said partner, a sunflower blonde with a bowl of K-D in his lap, looked up and blinked. Ocean eyes disappearing for mere milliseconds.

"Eh?"

"The stuffed animals in your room," the young Uchiha still wasn't quite comfortable saying 'our', despite that fact it had been theirs for more then three months, "Have to go."

The facial expression that clung to his boyfriend's face reminded him of a time he accidentally kicked a puppy. Same wide eyes, same 'why would you do this to me?' expression. Both of them even had whiskers.

"What? Why?" This was not exactly going over well. Some of those stuffed animals had been with Naruto since before he could remember! Why the hell should he give them up? He told his boyfriend such.

He got a huff in response.

"They're cartoonified animals with fluff for insides, Uzumaki. They're not that special, get to it." With his speech finished, he tossed several grocery bags in the blondes general area and stalked off, presumably to his 'office' (that was really nothing more than a large closet space with a computer and desk stuck inside).

Save for the loud cries echoing from the T.V, the apartment was silent, until,

"You bastard, Sasuke!"

HUffing, the blonde pushed his bowl to the table and snatched up the bags thrown at him. Grudgingly, he then headed for his bedroom. It took him only a few minutes to pull out all his stuffies, and several more to set them up. The next few minutes were spent simply staring at them.

"All right, Naruto!" came the sudden cheer. "You can do this! It's as that asshole said, they're simply cartoonified animals with fluff for insides, you can do this." Naruto repeated to himself as he situated himself in the middle of his modest sized bedroom that both he and his partner shared. Surrounding him, like soldiers for battle, was an assortment of stuffed animals. Ranging from oversized mice with safety pins jabbed through their ears, to a miniscule ostrich with the famous Beanie Baby insignia still attached.

Beside the boy, were several grocery bags, a bleached white with varying store names stamped to them. They were to be, in a way, the casket for the animals encircling him. Their last memory of him would be the blinding shade of white and the subtle smell of plastic before they we carried off and left and the many thrift shops in their humble town.

The thought made the back of his eyes burn a little.

Naruto rubbed at them impatiently.

"They're just stuffies." He muttered to himself. But his voice wavered in the middle, and his stomach dropped a little.

A single tanned hand reached out, and grabbed the first of the casualties.

Just because they're inanimate.

"There!" two grocery bags dropped to the ground, light hints of colour shining through them. "I did it!"

A thin dark brow rose at the sudden intrusion, eyes that were just as dark followed and reached out to grab the eyes of defiant blue ones standing in the doorway.

"That's it?" came the Uchiha's deadpanned voice. "Two bags? You've got to be kidding me, Naruto." there was judgement in his voice that he couldn't help. Sasuke never did understand the sentimental value attached to the animals Naruto held so dear. A low sigh escaped the business man and pale fingers reached up to pinch the bridge of his nose. He felt a headache coming on.

Sasuke opened his mouth, ready to explain that he wanted them all gone, but Naruto cut in with a shaky, "Fuck off, leave me alone!" before taking off. His bare feet thumping down the hallway till a loud slam was heard.

This time, it was the coals that disappeared.

Following his sulking boyfriend, Sasuke arrived at their bedroom door. With narrowed eyes and calculative expression, he pushed the door open. There, sitting center stage, was his blonde partner. Knees pulled up and eyes facing away from him. He had hardly caused a dent in the onslaught of animals around him.

"I said lemme alone." Naruto muttered, a strange kind of sadness staining his voice. The kind that was reserved for the loss of friends and loved ones. Black eyes narrowed more.

There were tears in his partner's eyes.

Slowly, and with purpose, the lithe body of the Uchiha made it's way across the 'organized chaos' that was their bedroom. Settling himself down on the destroyed bed, it was never made, he glanced quickly over the many animals still there. Gently moving three rabbits, a dog, and two miniature cats, Sasuke shifted a bit so he could reach his sulking boyfriend.

He was tackled in about two seconds.

Wrapping one arm around the whimpering boy, and using the other to hold his head against his shoulder, Sasuke whispered soothing words. No one liked to see Naruto cry.

"I know.. that.." Naruto struggled, desperately trying not to let anymore 'traitorous' tears leak out of his eyes, "That it's stupid I can't let go of them. It's just that.. Argh. That they're mine." the blonde teetered out after that, burying his face in his boyfriend's broad shoulder, mentally kicking himself for being so childish. It took him a few minutes to get back on track. "They've always been there. They were my.. my support system before you came in."

It was true.

The animals had always been there: through the hate, lies, betrayals, heartbreak, and everything else. They held him together in a time that everyone wanted him to fall apart. They never judged, never lashed out. They were just... there. And Naruto wanted them to stay there, in case.. In case.. Well. In case a situation he'd rather not talk about came up.

(likeSasukeleavinghim)

There was a long sigh; one of defeat. Grudingly, Sasuke let out, "Fine, Naruto. The stuffed animals can stay." HIs coal eyes looked at the blue tinged wall to his left and glared. He hated giving in.

Naruto pushed off his chest to stare at him with wide, wide eyes, coloured with disbelief. "Really?"

A curt nod.

"Really."

The mood in the room did a very abrupt tailspin, and Sasuke soon found himself flat on his back, tan arms encircling his neck and pink lips pressing themselves hurriedly against his own. A slow smile grew to his face and Naruto continued to kiss him before speaking, "Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

Maybe giving in wasn't so bad.

Doesn't mean they're unimportant.

. . .
Hey gaiz! 8D
xDD;

Sorry I took so long! First is was because I spaced, then I couldn't upload anything, then I got a new idea for 'I'.
I wrote this after I parted with several of my stuffies.
And yes. I cried too.
xD;
So, yeah. A tribute to them

I figured Naruto would be the kind to grow attached to things like this, as he, in this fic like the anime, was orphaned and hated as a child. Sooo~
Yeah.
... Don't mock. Stuffed animals ftw.

ANYWAYS.

Standard ending and disclaimer.