A fairly dramatic chapter but no need to worry. And also, they'e getting married in church, if you didn't know it already it's legal for homosexual couples in Sweden to marry in church. Yay!

Also, the unicorn is named by SkittleHeartBrokenWings!

Chapter 35: Don't remind me

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Waking up to an empty bed, Sasuke sighed and hugged Uni-chiha closer. Naruto had convinced his mother to dig up the unicorn from some hidden box, and also insisted that it 'slept' with them in their bed.

Sometimes Naruto was so childish there just wasn't any point in protesting.

It was Saturday, somehow almost a week had passed in a blur since family dinner. Between finals and wedding preparations there hadn't been much time to think, and whatever time there was Sasuke made sure to occupy himself.

He didn't want to think, didn't want to feel anything besides the diffuse comfort Naruto's presence brought, didn't want to be reminded of the truth.

Because at some point the truth had started hurting…

Curling up underneath the covers he raised Uni-chiha up to eye level, letting out a quiet snort when he saw the cut off pink fringe. He'd wanted to make him manlier… An obviously failed mission.

"You're the only one who understands me aren't you?" he mumbled, then groaned to himself and rolled over onto his stomach and hit his pillow.

"One night without Naruto and I'm reduced to this, how pathetic am I?" he whined, feeling the lack of sleep heavy on his eyelids.

Not that he had to get up today or anything, but lying awake in bed wasn't doing any good to his plan of not thinking. He'd spent the whole night trying to push away annoying memories; he didn't need to do the same the whole day too.

Naruto had left (been kidnapped) the previous afternoon after his last lesson, not even having time to go home in-between, which meant Sasuke hadn't seen or heard from him in twenty-four hours. Apparently his bachelor's party was some kind of camping trip.

Sasuke hoped no one would bother throwing him a party.

The worst part of this was that Friday morning had been spent in a meeting with their priest, which pretty much was a catastrophe. They were getting married in church, yes, the same one his parents and grandparents had used, as well as on the exact same date. And naturally the priest, a middle-aged woman, had wanted to talk about love and marriage and stuff and why they loved each other and Oh God it was terrible!

He'd sat there, feeling like a complete jerk, unable to even say a single word. But Naruto had been quiet too, and everything had been extremely stiff and awkward, until Naruto told the priest 'I'm sure you're a very nice person but we're just not comfortable talking about that stuff with someone we don't know'. Luckily she hadn't taken it badly, she just nodded and then talked on her own, telling them a few stories and things they might need to know.

All it did was make him second-guess himself so much it gave him a headache. If he passed that last test Friday afternoon he'd be very surprised.

But there were second chances for tests.

As for life decisions… not so much.

And all his denial was starting to catch up to him.

He-

Losing his trail of thought he stared in the direction of the front door with horror.

No. He was not going somewhere today. Not even to buy painkillers which he actually needed for his head. Or maybe that was due to his lack of coffee this morning. Lunch. Whatever.

He was starting to sound like Naruto wasn't he?

Wincing when the doorbell rang again he decided that he might as well get it over with, whoever was out there would feel the power of his don't-fucking-bother-me-in-the-morning-glare, and Naruto could testify that it was powerful indeed.

Although lately the dobe might have become immune to it.

Shaking his head to rid it of thoughts of Naruto for the millionth time that week he slouched his way over to the door. He probably looked like shit. Good. Maybe then whoever was on the other side of the door would get the hell out of here.

Opening it he was almost so surprised he actually showed it, but quickly gathered his bearings.

"Is Naruto there?"

"And who are you?"

Sasuke knew who it was, he wasn't stupid. He just didn't want the guy to feel welcome.

"It's Gaara, Naruto's friend, is he here or not?"

"Naruto's ex" Sasuke emphasized. "But no, he's not here. Obviously since we haven't heard his yelling about who's at the door yet."

Gaara narrowed his thin eyebrows, looking at Sasuke as if not quite believing him.

"He's at his stag party, now get lost" Sasuke explained and attempted to shut the door, but Gaara intercepted it. "Didn't you hear me? He's not here" he continued with a glare.

"But why aren't you at the party? Or are you so much of a girl they'll throw you a hen's party instead? You know Naruto doesn't like girly guys."

"You know I don't give a fuck about you so get lost!"

"Why, did I hit a nerve?"

"You don't know anything about me, or my relationship with Naruto. And no, you didn't hit a nerve, far from it actually."

They scowled at each other with thinned lips, and Sasuke just couldn't get what the hell that annoying guy wanted.

"I know enough to know that you're not as happy as you pretend."

Sasuke's eyes widened without his consent.

"What do you mean? How the hell would you even know something like that, are you a stalker or something?"

"It's called Facebook and the fact that my brother is friends with some of his friends."

"Well whatever you think you know is none of your business, if you want to see Naruto come back some other time, now Fuck. Off."

Sasuke tried to close the door, but Gaara somehow wedged his body in-between and forced it open once again, stepping into the hallway.

"What do you think you're doing?!"

"I don't want Naruto to marry some guy that won't make him happy."

"And you think you're a better choice?"

Obviously he did, judging by the way he looked at Sasuke.

"I think you two haven't even had sex yet."

A tense silence hung in the air, and Sasuke was speechless for a moment.

"Wha- There is no way you would even know that! And we have sex all the time!"

He crossed his arms and glared, but he couldn't help the uneasy feeling in his stomach.

"You say that, but how come my brother has never seen any evidence of it? Or heard any realistic stories?"

"What the, is he a stalker too? I don't think I've ever even met your brother, how would he know?"

"His name is Kankuro."

"Doesn't ring a bell."

"Naruto likes to brag about sex. I'm sure you know that from before you got together. And I talk to him now and then, it's not like I don't know him anymore."

"Well I asked him not to!"

"Sounds like excuses to me."

Sasuke was starting to get exasperated. What was he doing, getting talked down to like that by some crazy stalker ex? It was just that, everything he said hit the bull's eye so painfully.

"Do you even know what his favorite position is?"

"What makes you think it's the same as when you two were together? You're just here to be an asshole and try to ruin our relationship, because he didn't want you. And now he's mine, and there's nothing you can fucking do about it."

Gaara took a threatening step closer, his face twisted into an angry expression, his mouth opening to retort.

"Oh hey Sasuke! We thought you'd be… oh Gaara, what are you doing here?"

Both men turned in surprise towards Ino's voice, finding Sakura and Hinata there as well.

Looks like his party committee had arrived.

"I was just looking for Naruto, but he's not here, so I'll see you some other time" Gaara replied, all calm and collected again as he nodded at them and left with a last glance at Sasuke that clearly spelled 'not a girl my ass'.

The girls looked after him confusedly, then turned back to Sasuke.

"Well Sasuke, don't just stand there! Take a shower and then we'll go for brunch, I'm starving!"

"You're always starving Ino-pig!"

"Shut up!"

Ino walked inside, waving her hand in front of Sasuke's blank face.

"Earth to Sasuke, shower?"

Clenching his jaw, Sasuke turned without a word and walked towards the bathroom. Maybe he could just drown himself.

I'm just gonna go for lunch now...