Notes: Well, my original intention was to have the last story written from Sasuke's P.O.V., but I figured it came out better when I didn't specify who was talking and let the reader think of which boy was in which situation. It came out fairly nice, in my opinion. :D So, yay for new readers and new comments! And huzzah to everyone that's just following me along in this…strangeness. Heehee. I found a bunch of old comics I had sketched last year (which is actually where the basis for this collection came from) and found one unfinished one, so, here it is (yes, I'm aware this one's a little dumb...).
Hyuuga Hinata knocked softly on the huge oak door. "Hokage-sama?" she called timidly.
"Sasu--nn…!"
"Shh."
"Hokage-sama?" she blushed, images of what was happening behind the door invading her mind. "The Kazekage is here to see you…" Hinata glanced back at the man with the large tan gourd strapped to his back.
"Dammit!"
"Agh! Don't sit up like that, dobe!"
She blushed even harder and turned, bowing apologetically to the red-haired leader of the Sand Village.
"It seems that the hokage is busy at the moment…" she squeezed her eyes shut, not wanting the temptation of activating the Byakugan and seeing exactly what was going on in there.
"Hn," Gaara shook his head and waited for the doors to open.
"Ahh…ah! Sa-Sasuke!"
"Oh come on, you asked for this."
"But…it's so…tight!" the blond wailed.
"Fine, you baby," Uchiha Sasuke rolled his eyes and stopped massaging his boyfriend's shoulders. "That's the last time I'll do you a favor."
"Can't you just rub a little softer or something?" Uzumaki Naruto winced, gingerly rubbing the line of his shoulder.
Knock knock knock! "H-Hokage-sama, are you…done? The Kazekage is waiting out here for you…"
"Done?" Sasuke raised an amused eyebrow. "What does she think you were doing in here?"
"Hinata…" he grumbled, placing a hand to his head. "Sasuke, I'll be home late tonight."
"How late?" the raven-haired man in the jounin outfit picked up the hat inscribed with the Hokage's insignia from the desk and handed it to his partner. The blond took it, fitting it onto his head while he estimated the meeting time in his head.
"I dunno," he finally shrugged. "Late." Sasuke face-faulted. "Well, I don't know what Gaara wanted to talk about!"
"You didn't bother to ask, did you?"
"…no."
Sasuke sighed: "Alright, then, I'll just grab some take-out and we can heat it up later."
"Thanks, Sasuke," Naruto smiled up at him and began pulling the white robes back onto his shoulders. Sasuke watched this for a moment, then quickly leaned down and flicked his tongue out, catching the curve of Naruto's ear. The suddenness of the action left the blond stunned as his lover sucked on the lightly tanned flesh of his earlobe, evicting a sharp intake of breath from the hokage. Then Sasuke pulled away and strode toward the huge door.
"Prepare to be welcomed home properly tonight," he tossed a wave over his shoulder and left his flustered boyfriend's office.
Hinata jumped in her seat as the door opened with a soft whoosh and Uchiha Sasuke came out, practically strutting. She blushed and averted her eyes. Gaara stood and nodded at the exiting jounin, who actually gave him a parting grin as he left the office. The red-head shrugged to himself and went into his friend's office, where he saw the blond sitting stiffly in his chair, his usually easy-going face drawn up tight in a hard blush. He gave Naruto the benefit of the doubt.
"Are you alright?"
"Y-yeah…" the sixth hokage said weakly and Gaara raised an unconvinced eyebrow.
Sasuke chuckled as he left Ichiraku Ramen, a take-out bag in one hand. He couldn't wait to "welcome" Naruto home.