Fic 38. Prompt 062. 'Spring.'
Naruto lay sprawled in the grass, feeling the heat of the sun against his closed eyelids. Gaara lay with his head on his belly, probably reading another of his boring history books.
A bug landed on his nose, humming loudly. He reached a hand up to smack it, only to be stopped by Gaara, who murmured "One of Aburame's bugs. It'll leave eventually." Naruto mumbled a drowsy thank-you and laid his hand on his belly, fingers tangling in Gaara's hair as he listened to Lee's booming laughter. He was probably chasing his kids around again.
He smiled. Spring was paradise.