Sasuke looked at the blonde with hooded eyes, obviously disappointed that it was the blonde who'de pulled away. He'd been enjoying the feeling of Naruto's body against his, his taste and tongue working against his own in a small battle that seemingly had no victor. His hands were still on the blonde's face, the pale teen resisting the urge to attack the blonde's wettened lips again as he glanced up, as if he'd been in a trance. "What?" He asked stupidly, having not been listening.
The younger teen sighed, rolling his eyes in an amused fashion. Still holding onto the Uchiha's hand, Naruto turned in the direction of his house. "Lets go back to my place.." He stated, tugging on his lovers hand. He glanced over at the villagers who'd been watching them and gave them a cheesy smile, waving at them with his free hand.
Sasuke followed the blonde, not humoring the villagers with his acknowledgment but completely ignoring them instead. He didn't really care who's house they went to, they were both basically home anyway. His eyes stared at the back of the blonde's head the entire time, with the exception of a few glances a bit lower. A smirk was tugging at his lips without his knowledge.
As they continued on, the crowds began to thin out, only a few people here or there. Naruto slowed down a step so that they were walking side by side, lacing his finger's around Sasuke's. He briefly toyed with the idea of taking the Uchiha into an ally and just taking him in the shadows, but quickly threw away the idea when he thought about how much trouble he'd be in with his lover if he i dared /i .
Sasuke glanced to the side, seeing the slightly thoughtful and..Disturbingly mischevious expression on the blondes face. "I don't even want to know what you're thinking." He said, painfully familiar with the lookon the blondes face when he got one of his brilliant ideas. It was usually either really stupid, or really perverted, depending on the situation.
Naruto shook his head. "I was just thinking that.. nah, nevermind. You really i don't /i wanna know." He explained, pushing his shoulder against Sasuke's. As much as the idea of fucking the Uchiha into a wall in some random ally entertained him, he would make due with substituting the wall for his bed.
Sasuke only gave a non-chalant shrug in reply as he continued walking in a companionable silence. He had a pretty good idea of what the blonde had been thinking, he wasn't completely oblivious. He himself had even resisted taking things further earlier, his thoughts having been drowned out by the heat of the kiss they'de been sharing. Well that was..Until the dobe cut him off. "Whatever, deadlast." Was the mumbled retort.
Naruto pushed open his still unlocked door, not having bothered to lock it the last time he left. He fumbled around for the light switch, locating it and practially killing his eyes with the bright light. Without even waiting for his lover, the blonde headed into his bedroom, flopping down on his bed, despite how much he'd rather touch Sasuke, fully intent on going to sleep.
Sasuke kept his mouth shut, though he was resisting the urge to admonish the blonde for leaving his door unlocked when he left. Figures the dobe would do that, always unattentive to stuff like that. He was sure his teammate could handle himself though. As reluctant as he was to admit it, Naruto had grown to be a rather efficient ninja since the academy, though he still acted loud, obnoxious and idiotic half the time. With a roll of his eyes he locked the door and followed the blonde into his bedroom, pausing for a moment as he watched the younger teen plop down in the mattress soundlessly. Then, after the few seconds he took to kick off his sandals, Sasuke joined his lover.
The blonde snuggled up close to the Uchiha's body, his expression calm for once. He was such a moron sometimes, how did he forget his own birthday? Sasuke must have have thought he was stupid.. and if he did, he showed no signs of it. But then again, he i was /i Sasuke. "Do you wanna sleep?.. Or do something?" He asked, yawning softly as he spoke, his lids beginning to feel heavy. He needed to stay awake, in case the older teen i did /i want to do something.
Sasuke rolled onto his side so he could look at the blonde, who was on the verge of falling asleep the moment he'd layed down. He wasn't sure if he should be annoyed the Naruto had asked him that question despite the fact that he was obviously tired. He didn't want Naruto to feel like he had to do something just because he wanted to. So, instead of answering, he quirked a lazy brow and thumped his nose in dismissal.
Naruto pawed sleepily at his lover's hand, scrunching his nose slightly. He buried his face in Sasuke's chest, taking his silence as a 'whichever you want'. He shivered slightly, it was a bit colder in his room at night, mostly because during the day the sun warmed everything through his window. He closed his eyes, muttering something under his breath that could have been a 'goodnight.'
Sasuke murmured a quiet "dobe" as he settled himself more comfortably on the blonde's lumpy mattress, having thrown the blanket over them despsite the fact that he was still full dressed. One of his arms absently draped over the whiskered teens still form, holding him almost possessively as he too, closed his eyes to sleep.
With another yawn, the blonde slipped out of conciousness, still vaguely aware of the warm body pressed against his own. He breathed slowly and quietly, his chest pressing into Sasuke's with every rise. The younger teen was thankful for the comfortable contact, for once glad they wearn't having sex, he was i exhausted /i , and a tad bit sore from the earlier incident on the Uchiha's couch.
Sasuke didn't budge or bother opening his eyes, the quiet sounds of birds chirping and shop owners opening up their stores coming in through the open window. He wasn't sure of the time, but by the coolness and humidity of the air, it was obviously still quiet early. He laid there for a few more minutes, allowing himself the revel in the warmth of holding his teammate before he finally pushed himself off the bed, deciding he would borrow a pair of the blonde's clothes since he didn't have any with him. Naruto had borrowed his anyway, so it wasn't like he could get mad about it. He visually grimaced as he went through the blonde's clothes, though, all of them mostly obnoxious colors that he was sure would look completely idiotic on him. He finally settled on a pair of black shorts, he was surprised the idiot owned anything darker then blue. They fit, but hung a bit low on his hips, he finished it off with a red t-shirt with some kind of spiral design on it. It was more color then he was used to, since he usually only wore black and blue, and sometimes white, though that was necessarily a -bright- color. More neutral, if anything. Once he was dressed and somewhat satisfied, he chanced a glance at the sleeping blonde before he meandered out of the bedroom, going down the hall and into the kitchen. He was't surprised to find heaps and mounds of isntant ramen as he looked through the cabinets, which caused him to scrunch his nose in distaste. He didn't see how the dobe could eat the stuff day in and day out. The Uchiha decided that he'd make some real food for the dobe, though he'd have to take the few minutes it took to go to the market and grab what he needed, since the blonde had obviously never made anything in that kitchen that didn't need boiling water. Honestly, he didn't know how the moron stayed as healthy as he was. Sasuke didn't really know -alot- about cooking, but it was better then eating ramen and tv dinners everyday..
The blonde grunted softly in his sleep as he was i almost /i stirred awake by his front door closing, he didn't allow himself to wake up, he knew it was probably just Sasuke leaving to go train or go home or something. He rolled over in his bed, one of his arms hanging over the side of his matress as he buried his face into his pillow. The sun was coming in through his window, causing his bed to become extremely warm. He kicked his blankets away unconsiously, slipping back into his previous deep sleep. (man.. now I feel like I made a super short post, lol.)
The Uchiha prodigy immediately took to the rooftops, not bothering to take his time and enjoy the beautiful day it was becoming. He had his usual blank expression set in place as he darted from roof to roof, landing softly in a courch on the ground right in front of his destination. He didn't take long, grabbing the few things he needed before paying and leaving as quickly as he came. He walked back into the small apartment and kicked off his blue sandals, which he realized didn't match what he was wearing at all. He rolled his eyes, stalking into the kitchen and dropping the items on the counter before sifting quietly through the cabinets again, taking out some proper dishes that were needed before getting to work.
Naruto flinched slightly as his door closed i again /i , resisting the urge to grab a shoe and find whoever was coming and going and beat them senseless for disturbing him, whether it was Sasuke or not. He lifted up his pillow when he heard noises coming from his kitchen, and promptly covered his head with it, intent on staying asleep if it meant suffocating underneath the cotton material. As he lay there, waiting for his eyes to fall shut again, he absently wondered what the Uchiha was doing, and was almost tempted to get up and find out.. but at the moment, hiding under his pillow was way more interesting.
By the time Sasuke had gotten back, he wasn't even bothered with attempting to stay quiet. They'de gone to sleep relatively early and, the glanced at the clock for a moment; it was about a quarter past nine already. Not to mention he was pretty much finished with making the food he'd gotten up to cook. His stomach growled rather loudly, which he frowned at but ignored. He knew his noise had probably at least rattled the blonde out of his sleep, but unsurprisingly, he'd either ignored it or continued to doze. One would think that when someone such as Uchiha Sasuke was intentionally making a racket, it would mean there was a reason behind it. He mumbled something under his breath after a few moments and stalked back to the bedroom. He had no intention of eating without the blonde there to join him. It was common courtesy, he'd been raised with manners, after all. Of course, that didn't really mean he used them very often as he snatched up the pillow Naruto had been covering his head with, his brow twitching in slight annoyance, then proceded to smack him with it none too gently with a slight scowl at the ignorance.
Naruto's arms instinctivly moved to cover his face, who the hell attacked someone with a pillow? "Ow! You bastard, what the hell are you doing?!!" He screamed, grabbing his pillow and jerking it from his lover's hands. He furrowed his brows in a bit of annoyance, but it quickly faded when he realized just how.. playful? beating him up with a pillow could have been. But Sasuke, normally, wasn't too playful, which in a way was a good thing. Naruto had enough energy for the both of them; his expression softened a bit, and he stood from his bed. "What were you making so much noise for?" He asked, probably being the only person in the world to not associate noise in the kitchen with cooking of some sort.
Sasuke continued to scowl at the laid back look on his teammates face and the casual tone of his voice. He crossed his arms over his chest, since his would-be weapon had been wretched from his grasp. "Because I'm hungry as hell, dumbass, why else?? Do you want to eat or not?" He asked him with a roll of his eyes, a bit of his frustration and impatience obvious by the fact that he'd actually stooped to using foul language, which he usually refrained from. He may have been thinking the dobe may appreciate him making breakfast for him, but that didn't mean he had to act like that was why he did it. No, because that would mean he was acting like one of those stupid mushy girls. That was not what he was.
The younger teen nodded frantically, leaning forward to press a kiss to Sasuke's cheek as payment for food. He grabbed the pale teen by his wrist, leading him into the kitchen though they both knew perfectly well where it was at. The apartment was rather small anyway.. Despite lack of a material gift, yesterday had probably been the best birthday he'd ever had, or worst, depending on which part of the day you looked at. But he wasn't going to think about the bad part, since the better half of the day topped it greatly. Who would have ever thought that something as simple as a kiss could make the best present in the world..
He really didn't see how someone could be so energetic only two minutes after waking up from a long sleep. It astounded him sometimes. When they entered the kitchen, Sasuke was able to pull his wrist free from Naruto's grasp. He'd made the simplest thing he could, which just happened to be pancakes and some eggs. It wasn't really his favorite thing in the world, since it involved using syrup, which was sweet. But then again, if he made something else, the blonde no doubt would have started whining about it. He had his own plate on the counter, preferring to stand there and eat. Naruto's was a bit specialer then his own, the little stack of pancakes had a small flickering orange candle stuck in them. Of course, Sasuke didn't say anything, as if it wasn't even there in the first place. Though, there was the slightest tinge of pink staining his cheeks. He wasn't one for sentimentality.
It took the younger teen a moment to realize there was a candle in his pancakes, but when he did, he smiled, and blew it out. He pulled the orange candle out, standing from the table to toss it in the trash can, but before he sat back down, he turned the Uchiha around and gave him a firm kiss on the lips. If there was a way to top yesterday's kiss, that small candle was definatly it. Sure, it melted after a few minutes, and it barely cost anything, but it was the thought behind it and having the satisfaction of knowing that Sasuke cared. That one little fact was enough to keep him happy for the rest of his life, even if he never had another birthday like this one.
Sasuke gave the blonde a look that said 'I don't even know what you're talking about', his tongue absently darting out to lick his lips before he turned back to his food. He was pleased to see that the gesture had brought a smile to the blondes face, not one of those obnoxios fake grins he often had glued to his face just for the hell of it.
The blonde re-took his seat, looking down at the food in front of him. With a smile, he began stuffing his face with the fluffy pancakes, almost not wanting to for fear of killing the sweetness of his lover's actions. It didn't take him long to finish the whole plate, but then again, when did it ever take him more than 5 minutes to finish a whole meal? He stood again, bringing his plate over to set it in the sink. "Hey, Sasuke?"
Sasuke pushed his half eaten plate away, having eaten his fill. He glanced over his shoulder at the blonde. "What, dobe?" He asked offhandedly as he picked up the plate and emptied the rest into the trash can, laying his plate in the sink with the others without bothering to clean them. They could be done later anyway.
The younger teen watched Sasuke putting his plate in the sink, snorting as he remembered what had happened over non-exsistent dishes the day before. "Thanks." He stated, leaning against the older teen's back. "Wanna go shower? And we'll actually shower this time?"
Sasuke gave the blonde a curious and slightly inquisitive look. What was this? Actually taking a shower in the shower? Could it really be true? He gave a shrug of indifference. "Fine with me." He stated, having turned away from the sink. He waited for Naruto to go ahead of him, then followed silently until they came to the bathroom, his pale fingers already tugging at the hem of his borrowed shirt.
Naruto resisted the urge to let his eyes wander over Sasuke's body as he undressed, as tempting as the pale teen's naked body was, the blonde's sole intentions were to actually shower. And if he devoured the image of his naked lover, then he'd surely not be able to stick to his plans. He was quite confident that he could be completly clothingless in water with the Uchiha and keep calm, as long as they wearn't touching more than necessary and that he was looking at the wall.
Sasuke reached into the shower to turn on the water, making sure the tempature was right before he stepped out of his pants. The bathroom was already becoming foggy with steam. He glanced over the blonde for a moment, who was beginning to undress himself as well and stepped under the sprayer, the water flattening his raven locks almost instantly.
The blonde followed his lover in the shower, patiently waiting for him to move out from under the spray of water so he could get wet. That was one disadvantage of showering together, especially in a small tub, they had to take turns.. Which wasn't much of a problem, since they didn't actually bathe together too often. He crossed his arms over his chest, looking to the side to keep his eyes from wandering downward. (sasuke should make him uncomfortable, since naruto's intent on just showing, lol)
Sasuke peeked at the blonde though the water that was attempting to impair if vision. He couldn't help but feel slightly amused at the whiskered teen, who was fidgetting and looking at anything but him. He turned around, so his back was to the blonde and threaded his fingers through his dark locks and tilted his head back to let the water run over his body, a seemingly innocent action.
Naruto's blue eyes trailed downward breifly, he couldn't help it.. The pale skin was just too damn tempting. He quickly averted his gaze though, he'd said he wanted to shower, and by golly he was going to shower without getting horny..! He pouted, and turned around, facing the opposite direction to keep from looking again.
Sasuke smirked and stepped over the blonde, since he dubbed himself wet enough. He stepped around his friend, despite the close proximity and gave him a slight nudge toward the shower head, his fingers lingering briefly on the tan skin before he withdrew his hand. "Well don't just stand there, moron." He said neutrally then turned and grabbed a bottle of shampoo from the small shelf in the corner.
The blonde moved underneath the water, eyes shutting to keep himself from looking at Sasuke. He swore the pale teen was i trying /i to foil his plans, Naruto didn't think he'd ever been so determined to i not /i have sex with him.. since normally the routine was completely opposite and he'd do anything and everything necessary to gain close contact of their bodies.
Sasuke popped open the cap of the small bottle and poured a bit into his hand before placing it back on the shelf and moving his fingers back into his dark locks. The clean smell of shampoo soon reached his nose as he continued to lather the soap in his hair, his eyes closed to keep from getting it in his eyes. He blindly reached over the blonde's shoulders to let the spray of the water rinse the soap from his hands so he could wipe his eyes without irritating them.
Naruto tried his hardest to ignore the barely noteable touch from Sasuke hand. Carefull not to bump into him in ways that could be considered provocative, the blonde reached for the same bottle of shampoo the pale teen had just held, squeezing the liquid into his palm before massaging it into his scalp gently. A brief moment later, he stuck his head back under the spray of warm water, rinsing out the foamy white bubbles.
Sasuke crossed his arms casually over his chest as he watched Naruto rinse the visible suds out of his hair, leaning slightly against the cool tile wall as if he weren't standing naked in the shower with another person. The blonde's shower was definately not made for two people, both couldn't get under the water unless their bodies were practically pressed together, he knew this from experiance. His hand shot up to swipe away a small trail of soapy water that was threatening to fall into his eyes before reassuming his priar position, watching Naruto.
The blonde felt a little uncomfortable under Sasuke's gaze, but he didn't say anything about it. It seemed the pale teen wanted under the water, so he moved out from under it, picking up a wash cloth and a bottle of shower gel. With a sigh, he began to focus on the task at hand. He poured a genorous amount on the soap onto the cloth, setting the bottle back down and scrubbing at his chest. He really wished he hadn't added the 'and just shower' part on the end of his request, it was beginning to get difficult to keep his word.