That Awkward Time I Fell In Love
Ch.8
Naruto followed Itachi to his car, and waited for the other to let him in, then sliding into the luxury vehicle, onto cool leather.
"I'm living with Sasuke and Kakashi right now, so you know where to go," Naruto spoke once the other started the car. Naruto looked for a symbol to identify what it was and saw the logo for Mercedes-Benz. Funny, he didn't notice it on the hood.
"Hn, I was thinking of taking you to dinner first," Itachi spoke out. "It has to feel weird eating alone." He side eyed Naruto, wondering if the blond would refuse.
Naruto looked away from the elder, sighing at the window. "It gets lonely sometimes," the blond said quietly.
"Then dinner it is," Itachi declared, looking at the road, while headed to a fairly expensive restaurant. "Have you had Italian lately?"
"Nope, not for a while. I survived off of ramen before Sasuke and Kakashi helped me move in."
"Very well, we can go to a small place I know, that not many people go to." Itachi paused and looked at Naruto. "Why don't you live by yourself?" he asked, genuinely curious.
"Lost my apartment from not being able to get a job for so long. And I'm working to produce a book with Kakashi as my editor." Naruto paused and looked at Itachi. "It may sound weird or lame, but I've always wanted to be a writer."
The two arrived at the restaurant and walked in, not having to wait for a table, seeing as the place was mostly empty. It was fairly fancy and had décor that was heavily influenced by Italian art.
As they sat down Itachi ordered a glass of wine and Naruto stuck to water. Naruto looked up from the table, and noticed Itachi looking at him, seeming to study him.
"What is it?" the young blond asked.
"Hn, I was wondering if I was being forward enough with you or if you're very dense," Itachi stated simply, swirling his wine.
"Huh?" Naruto asked dumbly. "Forward with what?"