Author's note: All right, this is my first attempt at mushy romantic SasuNaru writing, and even so this was based on a doujinshi I read (sorrryyyyy!). Please, no flames ^^;

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. Sure wish I did.

~*In The Rain Under A Tiny Umbrella*~

It was on that first rainy day. That Sasuke said to me, "I love you". I . had nothing to say. I didn't know what to say.

I stared out the window, my chin on my hands. Damn, rain sucks. If this keeps up, our ninja duties will be canceled today. I sighed, watching the rain pour down, making the puddles bigger. Maybe I should tell someone about Sasuke. .Nah. "Naruto." I turned at the mention of my name. It was Sasuke, holding an umbrella. "Someone left this umbrella behind," he said, walking towards me. "I thought since you don't have one, we could walk home together." "Uh, sure," I said, trying to sound casual. He turned away. "Well, let's go then before the rain gets any worse." "Uh, right." I follow suit silently.

It turns out that the umbrella he nicked was puny. No joke. It just barely covered our heads, and we were standing pretty close to each other. In fact, we were pretty much banging together as we walked. "You do realize that this sucks, right?" I pointed out. He snorted. "Well, it's better than getting soaked, dobe," he said. I bit back my insult and kept walking. I was deep in thought, which is quite unusual for me, about the Sasuke situation. I had no idea what to do. To help me find a solution, I looked around at all the other people walking near us. Have you ever noticed, that whenever people walk with their umbrellas, they always keep their heads bowed slightly? I thanked my lucky stars for that fact, because then no one could see Sasuke and I, strolling leisurely home in the rain. It came to me. It didn't matter that I was blushing to my ears - Or that I was more nervous than I had ever been in my life - But I knew what to do. Slowly, I shyly took Sasuke's hand in mine. He looked at me in surprise, a blush of his own rising to his cheeks. I was determined not to stare him in the face, fearing it would spoil the moment. I suppose he understood, and gripped my hand tightly as well. We walked the rest of the way home in silence, hands intertwined, hearts synchronised. In the heavy rain. No one can see us under our tiny umbrella.