Happy Holidays!
S e a s o n s G r e e t i n g s
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Naruto Uzumaki dropped onto the couch, digging his fingers into his blonde hair and screwing his face in frustration. "I don't know what to do!" He cried in exasperation.
Sasuke Uchiha listened idly as he bent down and retrieved yet another decoration from the tin and hung it carefully on a branch of their Christmas tree. This time it was a miniature shuriken, dangling by an invisible wire.
"I mean," the tanned boy rambled on, his voice full of despair. "Kakashi-sensei thinks that I should go home, and Sakura wants me to stay here and spend Christmas with the team."
"I mean no offense, but why would you go back to Konohagakure?" Sasuke questioned, although his tone was bored and indifferent, as though he was only keeping his end of the conversation albeit with little interest.
Naruto shrugged dejectedly. "What should I do?" He mumbled.
The raven answered, almost careful to keep things impersonal. "Follow your heart."
The blonde rolled his eyes. "Boy, you sure know how to make a tough decision seem a lot more difficult." He laughed. "What do you think my heart says?"
"I don't know… I'm not your heart."
As Sasuke walked past the couch, Naruto reached up and swiftly caught his wrist in his hand. He felt Sasuke stiffen in his grasp, but he held him tightly. Their eyes locked, he whispered, "But your most of it."
The other boy tried to pull his arm away in weak protest, but Naruto refused to let go. He held his gaze with gleaming blue eyes. "I can't make your decision for you," Sasuke pleaded, a hint of warmth seeping back into his voice.
"Sasuke…"
"Stay."
Naruto blinked. "What?"
"Just stay."
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