Disclaimer:
I do not own Naruto. If I did, there would definitely be some yaoi in
the works, and please do not sue me. I do not even have a job, so it
wouldn't be my fault if you wasted all your money on lawyers, only to
get zip outta me in the end.
Rated NC-17 - for later chapters
Chapter 3
Naruto was a little shocked at Sasuke's words. Usually if he wanted to say something to Naruto he would. Regardless if Naruto was busy, sleeping, or even in the shower. That part kind of freaked him out a little bit. Sasuke definitely wasn't a shy person. He had no qualms about his or Naruto's nudity. Naruto also could have sworn he had looked at him longer than necessary sometimes too. That really didn't even bother him; it was the fact that he had no patience when it came to things like that. Most of the time the things he wanted to tell him were unimportant and very well could've waited until he got out of the shower.
Naruto walked into the living room to find Sasuke looking rather nervous. He was holding a letter in his hand so tightly his knuckles were turning white. Sasuke looked extremely stressed out, and tired. Red rings and bags were under his eyes, and his face looked pale. His whole body screamed weariness.
Sasuke
looked at Naruto; all filled with confusion and decided he looked
rather cute like that. He had everything planned out in his head
about how he was going to tell Naruto how he felt. Hopefully Naruto
would catch on, and Sasuke wouldn't have to say anything.
"Come
sit down, you're going to need to for this," Sasuke said
motioning over to the spot next to him on the couch.
Naruto raised an eyebrow at this, and took the offered seat. He wished Sasuke would just hurry up and tell him what was going on, but he continued to be silent for a few more minutes. Finally, when Naruto was about to yell out of frustration, Sasuke sighed and threw the letter in his lap.
"Read
it and weep," Sasuke said, really hoping Naruto wouldn't
literally start crying.
Naruto picked up the letter, and began
straightening out the wrinkles that had formed from Sasuke's death
grip on the object. Sasuke watched Naruto begin to read in silence.
He began to feel queasy he was so nervous about Naruto's reaction. It
wasn't going to be good.
"What the hell?" Naruto asked aloud. "You're acting as if this is a big deal, Sasuke." Naruto looked over at him as if he were stupid.
Sasuke couldn't believe his own ears. Was he really okay with this? All the nervousness drained away like dirty water down a sink drain. He was so happy he could have ran around Konoha skipping and giving everyone a kiss on their cheeks, all the while screaming about how Naruto was okay with them being together.
"I
mean, all we have to do is get a divorce, right?" Naruto
questioned.
Sasuke's heart sank into his stomach and his former
happiness melted away like butter in a skillet. He wasn't okay with
it. Not five seconds within Naruto finding out and he already wanted
a divorce. He could feel his heart cracking into little pieces so
small it would take a microscope to see them.
"I-" Sasuke stopped not wanting to finish what he was about to say. Now he began to question if he should go through his plan or not. Maybe this was a big clue telling him there was no way Naruto could ever want him as he wanted him.
"Yes, we can get a divorce," Sasuke said so lightly Naruto had to strain to hear him. Sasuke immediately got up and left the room. When he got to his bedroom, he quickly slammed his door closed and locked it behind him. Leaning up against it he put his hands over his face in defeat. What was he going to do now?
Naruto was looking at Sasuke's door in confusion. What was wrong with him? Was his mission that bad? Or maybe it was the thought of being Naruto's spouse that made him that way. He walked over to Sasuke's door and knocked lightly.
"It's not as bad as all that Sasuke. Our divorce shouldn't take that long. It'll be over before you know it," Naruto said thinking Sasuke was disgusted at the fact that they were married. Yeah it freaked Naruto out, but he didn't feel bad about it. And yeah, he cared for Sasuke, (he would never let him know that though. Who knows how much hell he would catch from Sasuke or anyone else for that matter) he considered him to be his best friend, but married? To Sasuke? The idea was too ridiculous to consider. What the hell would everyone else think if they found out? Dear God they would castrate him, especially his fan club. With him as his spouse there would be no more Uchiha's, not to mention the fact that it was Naruto, the Kyuubi vessel that would be blamed for it. He could already feel the glares, and hear the whispers. No one was going to find out about this if he had to tape anyone's mouth shut that was going to talk about it.
"No one has to know about this, do they Sasuke?" Naruto asked, knocking a little louder.
Sasuke lost it. He got angry at everything.
"Just
shut the fuck up about it, Usurakontachi!" he yelled at the
door.
Naruto was in shock. Sasuke never lost his cool, nor never
said the insult anymore to hurt his feelings. Usually it was meant as
a joke between old friends. Almost like an endearment. Naruto was
hurt, and was going to make damn sure Sasuke knew about it!
"Fine!
Fuck you too, Teme!" Naruto walked across the hall to his
bedroom and slammed the door shut and locked it just as Sasuke
had.
Sasuke had never felt more miserable in his life. He had just
hurt the one he loved. Lashed out at him in anger when it wasn't even
his fault. How could Naruto have known his words would cause his
heart to ache so when he hadn't a clue how he felt? That was his
entire fault as well for not telling him.
"Well, that didn't go anywhere near to close as I had planned," he whispered to his pillow. All Sasuke wanted to do was fall asleep and hope he never woke up. It was exactly what he did.
Naruto awoke the next morning to the sound of thunder crashing outside his window. "Great," Naruto thought as he sat up, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, and yawning widely. He was definitely more of a sunshine kinda guy.
"A perfect morning to a perfect night," he drawled out sarcastically. His stomach growled loudly in return. He was ravenous.
Not even bothering to change out of his pajamas he walked to the door and turned the handle trying to pull his door open. He was confused until he remembered he had locked it last night.
"Oh, yeah. That's right. Teme," he said in reference to Sasuke. Another large yawn hit him as he reached the kitchen and padded over to the refrigerator. Opening it he bent over and scratched the back of his head in wonderment on what to make for breakfast. The thought of not cooking for Sasuke crossed his mind more than a few times but then he quickly filed it away. Sasuke just got back from a long mission and seeing as how Naruto was taking his Hokage lessons he could only take lower ranked missions that didn't pay as much. Sasuke was decidedly the bread winner in the house right now. The least he could do was make him breakfast. Even if he was still a bastard.
Naruto pulled out some eggs and got out the bread and butter. The thought of french toast and eggs made his stomach growl. He would've been fine with ramen, but unfortunately Sasuke and he didn't share a love of ramen together.
Naruto hadn't even learned how to cook until he was forced to. He could co longer afford to eat at Ichiraku's everyday, and with Iruka busy with Kakashi doing god knows what, he no longer took him out as much. However, whenever Sasuke came back from an extra long mission, and he knew Naruto hadn't had his favorite meal in a while, the first thing he would do with his paycheck was treat Naruto to Ichiraku's miso pork ramen. Sasuke would never know how good that made him feel. It made him look forward to Sasuke's return. He would be so impatient a few days before his arrival he would hardly pay any attention to Tsunade's lessons for thinking of the Uchiha. Seeing Tsunade's beet red face as she yelled at him for spacing out brought a smile to his face. It was never funny at the time, but extremely funny afterwards.
Naruto also smiled at the almost smile, or in Sasuke's case, smirk on his face when he watched him skip his way to Ichiraku's for his favored meal.
Sasuke's wish hadn't been granted. He awoke to the sound of rain pattering on his window, which despite how he felt, delighted him. He really was a stormy kind of guy. Then the most delicious smell wafted under his nostrils, making him remember how long it had been since he had had anything decent to eat. Rations were okay for missions, but were hardly filling or all that great tasting.
Rising with a stretch he got out of his dirty anbu uniform and changed into a pair of white sweats and a blue shirt. He decided eating definitely came first before showering. His stomachs growling agreed with him, claiming that yes, it came first, and he couldn't agree more.
Unlocking his door and opening it cautiously, he stepped out, nervous as to how Naruto's attitude was going to be towards him after last night. His nervousness washed away when he saw Naruto making breakfast with a smile on his face. It was just like they were a happily married couple, something Sasuke definitely wanted and could get used to quickly even if he had to wake up this early in the morning. He would much rather wake up with Naruto in his arms, but this would do for now.
Sasuke had decided he was still going to try and get Naruto to see that he loved him. He owed it to him to let him know how he felt.
"How on earth could anyone be smiling this early in the morning?" Sasuke asked walking up directly behind Naruto, arms crossed over his chest.
"It's not that early. It's way past the time any decent person should be up, teme." Naruto continued sprinkling the powdered sugar over Sasuke's french toast.
"Here,"
he whipped the plate around, handing it to the broody young
man.
Sasuke took it hungrily, when he thought of his first step in
showing his feelings to Naruto.
Brushing his lips across Naruto's
cheek he whispered huskily in his ear, "Thanks, dear"
Naruto's
face turned the brightest red Sasuke had ever seen on him. The blush
was adorable. Then he saw Naruto begin to get angry.
Naruto
was embarrassed at first, until he remembered that Sasuke had called
him dear. How dare he make fun of him! Especially in reference to
their current situation!
Sasuke was still relishing in the feeling
of the fact that his lips had touched Naruto's skin. They were
tingling with glee, just like the first time. He was almost going to
lick them when Naruto's voice snapped him out of his reverie.
"I am not your wife, Sasuke-teme!" he yelled pointing a finger at him. Naruto noticed the glazed look in his eyes, but couldn't figure out what it could be from.
"How
about I take you out to Ichiraku's for a celebration?" Sasuke
asked him, stuffing a mouthful of french toast in his mouth. It was
delicious.
Naruto's anger disappeared at the words Ichiraku's.
"Honto?" he asked, delight lighting up his face and causing a huge smile to form. Sasuke loved it when Naruto looked that happy and always wanted to see him that way. He could think of a few other choice expressions, most being pleasure induced, but he brushed it away as the last thing he wanted was for Naruto to see his obvious state of arousement at the breakfast table.
"Wait-celebration?"
Naruto questioned.
Sasuke acted as if he hadn't even heard him and
stuffed another bite in his mouth.
"I
see you let the bills go again," he said, mouth still full of
french toast.
Naruto forgot about his unanswered question and
apologized.
"I'm sorry. Tsunade's been giving more homework than usual, and I just forgot," he said twisting his hands in a nervous fashion. Sasuke thought he looked like a child who was being scolded for taking an extra cookie before dinner.
"No need to apologize, just try and remember in the future," Sasuke stuffed his last bite in his mouth. Walking up to Naruto, plate in his hands, he kissed Naruto on his forehead, and said, "Thanks again for breakfast."
He put his plate in the sink, and then walked away to take a shower, leaving a flustered and blushing Naruto behind. After he closed the door he began counting down the seconds. Four, three, two, one . . .
"TEME!" Naruto's shout could be heard throughout the apartment and Sasuke smiled at Naruto's predictability. He also smiled from the lovely tingling feeling on his lips, which he did get to lick this time. Plus the fact that he had kissed Naruto twice and hadn't been pushed away, hit or maimed. To Sasuke, these were definitely good signs. Good signs indeed.
R&R.
