I just felt like writing this instead of eating beakfast... I have this painful little wound on the inside of my mouth and it hurts like a bitch to eat... And I'm hungry... Oh poor little me!

Chapter 21: I'm not going!

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Silence stretched out between the two young men sitting at the kitchen table. Fugaku had just left, and now Naruto stared at Sasuke who was just as stubbornly staring at the fridge.

"So-"

"No."

"Sasuke I didn't even-"

"No."

"Aargh shut up shut up shut up!"

Naruto was leaning over the table, trying to hit the cold asshole, somehow thinking that would make him stop saying no to everything.

"It's a gift from your grandmother, you can't ignore it Sasuke."

"I'll pretend to get sick or something."

"How mature" Naruto said sarcastically.

The offended raven still refused to look at him, his arms crossed and wearing a sulking expression.

"I know you hate Valentine's but-"

"No Naruto, I don't hate it, I loathe and detest it and the thought of it makes me want to murder whoever got the idea for something that nasty in an excruciatingly painful way."

Naruto gave him an unimpressed look.

"Really Sasuke, really? Have you ever even done anything special on Valentine's Day?"

"You mean besides hiding?"

"Sasuke…"

"Why would I have done something 'special', I've never had a girlfriend as you so nicely put it a few weeks ago."

"I think you just hate it because all the girls annoy you, I bet at heart you're a secret romantic who wants nothing more than a mushy candle-lit dinner in the moon-light with your loved one."

Naruto's attempt at looking romantic with fluttering eyelashes was marred slightly by the wide, teasing grin that spread across his face.

"And that would be you?" Sasuke replied in a bored voice.

"Hey! I'll have you know I'm a very romantic person!"

"I doubt that."

"Well at least I'm more romantic than you, ice-prick bastard."

"Again, I doubt that Mr. I'm-so-clumsy-I-can't-keep-a-boyfriend-for-longer-than-a-month."

"I resent that. Gaara and I were together almost two years!"

Sasuke narrowed his eyes and glared at Naruto, then looked away again with an upturned nose.

"You know what I think?" Naruto continued.

"No, and I'd rather not find out."

"Hm." Naruto stood up and walked around the table to stand in front of Sasuke, forcefully turning his chair around so they were face to face. "I think you're jealous of all the lovey-dovey couples, because you really are a secret romantic."

Sasuke glared at the blond who had one hand on each side of his face, gripping the back of the chair and leaning in towards him.

"Don't worry love, I promise I'll give you the most romantic night anyone could ask for, and by the end of it you'll just love me even more than you already do."

Naruto's voice was half-sarcastic, half-serious, and he'd leaned even closer to breathe the last words against Sasuke's lips. The raven tried to keep glaring, but he couldn't stop himself from flinching almost imperceptibly and move his head a little further away, accidentally licking his lips and cursing himself when he realized he did.

Naruto slid his hands inwards along the chair, embracing Sasuke loosely and pressing their foreheads together. He was way too close and way too warm, and Sasuke felt frozen in his seat, hating himself for just waiting for Naruto to do something.

And then Naruto's eyes fell to half-mast, a seducing look playing in them. He got even impossibly closer and lightly brushed his lips over Sasuke's, feeling small tremors of electricity being exchanged.

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And then Sasuke violently pushed him off, drying off his mouth and sending him glares meant to kill.

"What the hell do you think you're doing you moron?! God you stupid, stupid idiot, there is no way that I'm going to that stupid dinner with you!"

Oh Sasuke, it's almost embarrassing how much in denial you are... And next chapter won't be easy for youXD