Miz: Hi there! I'm diekathy's second personalitiy, Miz. Since Kathy herself is right now sitting in a corner and is being emo - ::glares at her:: - I'm gonna fill up for her.
She told me to say you that she's very sorry, but she promises to even everything out until the end of the week, most of the other chapters are aready pre-written. But bear with her, she has a 10-to-16-pages assignment to write until Friday. About emos. It's kind of ironic.

Anyway, since I don't think she's gonna show up anytime soon, I'm posting the next chapter. Here you go.

Warnings: Yaoi (boy x boy), OOCness, fluff

Pairings: Sasuke/Naruto of course, and minor Sakura/Lee, Kakashi/Iruka and Shikamaru/Temari

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.

14. Tender, Love and Ramen

The delicious smell of fresh-made ramen filled the air and spread through the complex, beginning at the small bowl Sasuke was carrying, and finally reaching Naruto. It poked his nose, as it to wake him up. But Naruto didn't stir, he just turned over and mumbled something about "apes, space monkeys" and started to snore.

The next second Sasuke entered the room, humming a happy tune and set the ramen on Naruto's nightstand. He looked at Naruto's back and poked him in the side, and smirked as Naruto squirmed in his sleep. He bend forward and whispered a small "ramen" in Naruto's ears, and Naruto woke with a start.

He looked around confused, but then saw Sasuke standing besides the bed, next to him a steaming bowl.

"Ramen?" he asked curiously, and Sasuke nodded. But instead of being happy, Naruto frowned.

"I didn't smell it, though it was right besides me," he said, grabbing the bowl anyway.

"You're still sick, it's normal that you can't smell," Sasuke said, kissing him on the forehead, "And look, it's chicken ramen, it should help you to feel better."

Naruto smiled at him. He was glad that he had such a caring boyfriend.

diekathy::starts to whine:: I suck at writing... I suck at life... TT

Miz::hits her over the head:: You've read too much depressive poetry! Just go and cut yourself, emo!

diekathy: ... Okay, I'm just gonna do that ::goes away::

Miz: Where's my money for being her f-cking babysitter?... Review, because that'll probably cheer her up, and I'll have less work with her... ::goes after diekathy::