Grow Old With You
AN: denotes lyrics
" " denotes spoken words
italicized means thoughts
My first waff fic. Be kind.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. I don't own the song Grow Old With You. This is fanfiction, got it?
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So let me do the dishes in our kitchen sink
Sasuke sighed for the umpteenth time that night, half-heartedly washing the three lonely dishes, three glasses, six silverwares, pots and pans that had accumulated since this morning.
When Naruto had first moved in with him around two years three months and six days ago, they had split up the household chores and expenses equally between the two of them, much to the annoyance of Sasuke who still believes that being seme[not always! Naruto insists] translated to him providing for, protecting, and caring for Naruto.
The hyperactive blonde had been out of the house the whole day, but that did not throw Sasuke into a sudden panic attack, after-all the darkness was only beginning to descend upon the land.
He and Naruto had gone through several issues over Sasuke's over-protectiveness and more than two years of living together had helped him 'relax' a little when it came to Naruto.
Besides the silence and privacy of the house gave him time to think of something that had been heavy on his mind this past week.
Naruto's birthday—and their anniversary—was just around the corner, and Sasuke wondered if he should push through with proposing to Naruto on that day.
The thought of proposing had never really and probably would have never really entered his mind had it not been for the interference of gossip-minded villagers and an annoying sensei practically married to another chuunin sensei.
All the highly-respected clans still followed some of society's oldest rules as well as a few of their own. Apparently, it was common knowledge to everyone but Uchiha Sasuke that if any member of the Uchiha clan brought any outsider in to stay in the Uchiha clan house even for just a night, that outsider would soon become a formal member of the Uchiha clan.
When Sasuke only glared in confusion at Kakashi when he told him this, their former sensei merely rolled one visible eye and coughed behind his hand rather indiscreetly, "coughMARRIAGEcough".
Kakashi-sensei had also told him that he had been commissioned to tell him this since said gossip-minded villagers[with the exception of a certain chuunin who thought Naruto was too young], nins, and a certain senile hokage had gotten tired of patiently waiting for him and Naruto to announce their imminent marriage which they had been expecting since Naruto moved in with him.
Sasuke sighed again. It was so weird. It was annoying. So much like Naruto. Sasuke shook his head furiously. NO! I am not going to think about Naruto! I am a shinobi ad I would think this through like any good shinobi. I am not going to think with my hormones! I am not going to think about him in a dog-collar! N..Naruto…
Sasuke seemed to stop existing for a while as his brain took a long dive into the sewers. After losing fifteen precious minutes, he was finally able to steer his wayward thoughts in the right direction.
Over the past few days, Sasuke had acknowledged to himself that marriage would not be so much of a bad idea. In fact, the thought of Naruto bound to him emotionally, legally and traditionally very much pleased the possessive side of his nature.
He had doubts though as to whether or not the blonde would accept his proposal. Naruto's reasoning sometimes defied logic. And what then would Sasuke do? He couldn't very well simply go back to how they had been, as if he hadn't proposed marriage at all. The question of why Naruto didn't accept his proposal would have haunted him whenever he saw Naruto's face. And that would drive him crazy.
But if Naruto accepted his proposal… Sasuke spent a few minutes daydreaming about this. Then spent a few more minutes refining his daydreams, all the while scrubbing a hole into the porcelain plate he was washing.
Sasuke went on and on like this, analyzing each and every detail, taking one step forward and two steps back. He got nowhere in no time.
After finally pushing his thoughts away for later contemplation and actually washing the dishes he was supposed to be washing, Sasuke glanced up at the wall clock his brain still in a daze.
22:45 said the wall clock.
Sasuke stared stupidly at the numbers. 22:45. Wheel cogs in his brain that had gone to rust in the past hour or two finally locked into place. And the Uchiha genius managed to decipher this code.
22:45. Ten forty-five in the evening.
The whole house was silent. Strange, wrong silence. Sasuke could even hear the cicadas singing.
Sasuke's eyes widened.
Where's Naruto?!?
…TBC…
AN: Chapter 13! So what happens next? Ehh…I haven't actually written the next two chapters yet! Gomen! Please, please hang in there. Just two more updates I promise! Oh, and Gaara, Temari, Kankuro and a random bartender will appear in the next chappie!
Naruto in tight leather and a dog-collar whimpers and says, "Please review! Or the Authoress will molest me!" Naruto's eyes grow large and fill with tears. "Sasuke!!! Anyone! Please, please, please! Save meeeeee!" he wails.
Author cackles wildly.
Ja!