Tuesday – Gorgeous Sight
"I'm not sharing a room with that bastard! Forget about it!"
"Naruto, don't be rude," Kakashi sternly commanded before bowing and thanking the woman at the inn. Her scarred face and delicate eyes showed the same need to carry on that all the other villagers had. Smiling warmly, she invited them into the beautiful but small lodgings.
Sasuke followed, glaring at his feet intently. Of course the inn would be at a loss for spare rooms, but sharing a room with Naruto, no matter how short the time was, was like punishment. Rather, he would like to sleep in the hall instead of with that idiot. Besides, Naruto, like all people, slept with his eyes closed, so there was no good attributes about him. Kakashi walked into his room with a bag of who-knows-what in his hand, while Sakura also went into her room. Naruto and Sasuke shared and icy glare outside the door. "You better not try to sabotage me, Sasuke."
"You're only a threat to yourself to being with, dobe." The door opened with Sasuke's hand, and revealed a charming room with tatami mats and a large bed… Sasuke's mind screamed at the sight.
"Dammit, I am not sleeping with you!" Naruto yelled upon pushing past Sasuke. "This is so unfair!"
"Well I'm not sleeping on the floor." A strong glare strengthened Sasuke's words.
Stubbornly, Naruto ground his teeth and threw his bag down. "Well neither am I, so I'll fight you for the bed! You'll be so worn out, you'll have to sleep on the ground!" Ignoring his teammate's boastful shatter, Sasuke put his bag on one side of the bed.
"Hey! What are you doing?"
"We're going to share the bed."
A pouty look came over Naruto's face as he tried to recover his delusion of being in charge. "Well move over, that's my side."
Sasuke gripped his hand into a fist, but held it back in an amazing feat of self-control. Stiffly, the Uchiha shoved his bag to the other side of the bed, walked around, and began unpacking. Intense silence took the sulking blond ninja and murderous dark-haired shinobi.
After hours of hard labor in the town's destroyed district, Team 7 returned to the inn, too tired to eat and too achy to bicker. Numbly, Sasuke sat on his edge of the bed, taking off his shirt and shoes. A grunt from Naruto made his eyes shift, and what he saw forced the eyes to remain as captives.
Slim, pale chest, thin waist, lithe arms, and a softly curving neck became the most oddly beautiful thing Sasuke had ever seen, with the exception of the bright sapphires still under the golden bangs. Why now was he so attractive? And why did Sasuke think so? Then Naruto put a ratty shirt on, and Sasuke could avert his eyes, but his mind still thought about the glorious body underneath. They both lay down in the bed, Naruto asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow. Still admiring the anatomy of the shinobi beside him, and ignoring the fluttering encaged in his stomach, Sasuke began to nod off. Then a loud snore echoed in his ear.