Warning for language, nothing else. SasuNaru. Universal in time period and setting. Slightly humorous, I hope.
Peace
by vernajast
sasuke x naruto
Black, empty, nothing.
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"Whatcha doin'?"
Two hands clamped down onto Sasuke's shoulders, but he kept his eyes stubbornly shut.
Black, empty, nothing.
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"Teme! Don't ignore me!"
Dark eyes opened slowly. When Sasuke turned his head the required number of degrees, his vision was filled with blurred blond and blue. "Meditating." Trying to.
"Oh." Naruto let go of his shoulders and disappeared from view.
There was a general scrambling behind Sasuke that made him wince in expectation, but...nothing.
Nothing. Think of nothing.
Think of nothing.
Think of nothing.
"But..."
A dramatic sigh. Eyes closed, leant back on flat palms pressed into the carpet, Sasuke waited for the rest of the sentence. The obvious hesitation was annoying. "Naruto, you-"
"But...what are you doing? How?"
There would be no peace unless he answered. "I'm trying not to think."
"But..."
Sasuke braced for impact; the imagined sound of Naruto's brain grinding its gears was loud in his ears.
"But...if you try not to think...how do you know when you've done it? Um...I mean, how do you stop thinking about how you're not supposed to be thinking? Like...like if I decide not to think of ramen or training or something, I'm still thinking about it, right? Because I have to remember not to think about it. And what about..."
The man sitting on the floor let his counterpart go on until he could no longer manage to restrain the twitch at the corner of his eye. Now every time he tried to meditate, he would remember this conversation.
"You've ruined it."
He said it quietly, and then just as quietly rose to his feet and disappeared into their bedroom. After all, proper meditation required letting-go. Relaxing.
The truth was, Sasuke had never managed to do it.
[ . end ]