Naruto huffed. Pressing his foot harder onto the peddle, the blonde screeched to a stop in front of his office building, "Uzamaki Ramen"
Naruto's pride and joy, he had spent nearly half his life getting this baby up and running, and he'd be damned if he let anything get in the way of that!
Well, except Sasuke…the Kitsune huffed once more at the thought of his horrible, forgetful, asshole of a boyfriend. The thoughts began to back up and re ram into his head.
Not even a week ago, he and Sakura had been excitedly talking about what the blonde was going to get Sasuke, when she randomly blurts out; she saw a jewelry box in his bedroom dresser drawer, while she was doing their laundry. (they're too lazy? Nah, she's just poor.)
Naru mentally slapped himself for believing for even one second, that his raven was ready to propose.
Everyone in the whole fucking town knew that the kid had serious commitment issues, next to social problems.
He had gotten his hopes up a bit too high, and it slapped him in the face once more. Naruto winced.
That right, Sasuke had slapped him earlier. Maybe the kitsune had pushed him a little too far, maybe he had overreacted a bit, bit never, in a million years, had Naruto thought his Sasuke would hit him, much less so hard as to leave a small mark.
The blonde puffed his cheeks out childishly and hopped out of the car, slamming it shut with enough force to have Kiba come running out and tackle Naruto.
"Kiba?! What the hell?!"
The dog boy only grinned, showing off his canine-like pearly whites. "we thought you were dead or something! No ones been able to get to you in over a week!"
Oh yeah.
Naruto mentally slapped himself for completely forgetting about work this past week. "I was wrapped up with…other things…" Kiba only grinned once more and punched him lightly in the shoulder.
"Its fine, just don't leave me alone with Garra ever again. He's practically been seizureing over your desk the whole time, trying to get a hold of you…"
it was a well known fact that the little redhead had developed quite the crush the dobe the last few months.
Sasuke had never liked that kid to begin with. Well, for that matter, Sasuke didn't like anyone that came onto Naruto.
This happened more often than not.
Sometimes his friends would just joke around about it, others they would practically jump him. Some of them still had scars from the overly protective raven.
Naru let out a small laugh as he thought about the one time Kiba hit on him, drunk, at one of Ino's parties.
They had all been so smashed that everyone failed to recognize that a drunken Uchiha mixed with a jealous Uchiha was only the worst combination you could get. Thus the dog lover had avoided the blonde for a full two months.
"NARUTOOOO!! NARU! Hey!"
The two boys looked up to see none other than Gaara, running full force at them through the parking lot. The redhead stopped a couple feet away from them, visibly growling at the scene laid before him.
Kiba jumped to his feet, brushing off his suit and pulling Naruto up with him.
"Hey Gaara, how was work while I was-OOF!" the redhead smashed the kitsune in a tight hug, possibly trying to squeeze his brains out.
Naru awkwardly rubbed the boys back, coughing slightly after he hadn't let go in a good five minutes.
"Uh…Garra?"
This seemed to snap the boy out of a daze, his face matching the color of his hair. "oh! Sorry…"
He grinned sheepishly as Naruto shrugged it off, slinging both arms around his coworkers and attempting to talk his way out of piled up paperwork.
