Title: Bluer Than Blue
Rating: M rated
Warning: Foul Language, heartbreak, Limes, unbeta'd, angst-y love story and stuff.
Discaimer: Not Mine
Summary: Sasuke realized one thing after everything that has happened to him and his relationship with Naruto; Everything that you thought was fun isn't fun at all when you don't have the one you love beside you doing all those things with you.
Author's note: I tried, Okay. Gawsh. I'm a bit under the weather. and also the fact that I'm still unemployed. fck. ~Le sigh. Somebody kill me now?
Chapter 3: I own that closet
4 months ago…
"What are you doing dobe?" I raised my left eyebrow at Naruto when I saw him moving around our room while re-arranging my closet.
"Cleaning." Naruto answered automatically, eyes still focused on my wide open closet.
"Why?" I asked, almost certain that I'm going to hear another out of the world answer from him.
"Because." Tch, I just knew it.
"Because what?" I prodded.
"Because even though almost all people don't believe me when I say that I'm a neat-freak in this relationship it doesn't change the fact that I am one." He explained like it was the most hello-in-your-face-already answer in the world while still focused on hanging and folding my clothes and made sure that it'll fit inside my closet.
"Again, why?" I asked again and picked up a pinstriped black and white pants and grimaced at it. When did I buy this hideous excuse of pants?
"Because your formal clothes should be placed here while your casual dark colored clothes should be here." He explained, placing the items 'where' it should be placed. I just rolled my eyes at him.
It is true that those people who didn't know Naruto since he was young doesn't believe that the Dobe has a tendency to be OCD. They all thought that I'm the neat-freak between us two, but really, I'm just pull and toss. Naruto's the one who's doing the push and arrange. I'm actually proud of him for that, but right now, I can't help but to be annoyed at his OCD tendencies.
"Naruto…it's already 11:30 in the evening. Just leave it right now and continue it for tomorrow." I pushed the other clothes off the bed and lay down there.
"Nuh-uh, mister. I can't. You can just lay there and be all lazy, but I can't sleep with all these mess around." He looked at me sternly then went back in cleaning.
If I wasn't the one being fucked in the ass in this relationship, I wouldn't hesitate on calling Naruto woman because of how much he acts like one. But, I am the bottom so…
"Dobe, let's sleep. I'm sleepy." I almost whined but I stopped myself. Uchihas don't do that. Whining isn't in our vocabulary. Naruto looked back at me again with a blank look on his face. If he doesn't want to sleep then I'd rather have sex with him right now than deal with his OCD.
"What?" I asked and looked at him seductively. I wiggled my eyebrows for emphasis, recalling those looks that Naruto gives me which makes me want to melt in my place whenever he do it.
"That." Naruto pointed something at my legs.
"What?" I looked down at where he was pointing and acted innocently confused.
"That. Take it off." I grinned and was about to take my pants off when he grabbed my foot and reached for my shoes.
"If you're going to bed, take your fucking shoes off." Naruto instructed and went out the room to place the shoes in the shoe rack like a good OCD he is.
I actually thought he was talking about my pants. Tsk. Stupid Dobe. I got excited for nothing.
I sat up and took off my shirt then my pants, leaving my boxers then lay down on the bed not minding the other clothes around me. I think my previous clothes got mixed up with the clean ones.
As if I care. Fuck Naruto and his OCD tendencies.
-I own that closet-
8 days ago…
"You're doing it again."
"What?" I looked around our room and gestured at the strewn clothes and my wide opened closet. That will give him the idea of what I'm talking about.
"Well, it's been months since I last did this. I hope you don't mind." Naruto said, still focused on his task. I snatched the coat Naruto was holding and pushed it back carelessly inside the closet.
"Uchiha! I'm trying to clean this fucking closet of yours for fuck sake!" Naruto pushed me lightly aside but now scowling and went on fixing the closet again.
"Then I don't want to you fix it. I just want to you to lie down right now so we can sleep!" I sat at the end of the bed and glared daggers at the clothes he's hanging and at him.
"Why don't you go first, Sasuke? I'm just going to finish this then I'll go to sleep, okay?" He offered.
"No. you're going to sleep now. I can't sleep with you walking around here; you'll just be disturbing me." I crossed my arms at my chest and started a glaring contest with Naruto. I thought that he's not going to give up, but I was surprised when he looked away and sighed in defeat.
"Fine, you know what? I'll just leave it here." He turned around and stuffed the other clothes inside without a care. "I'll just watch something first, I'm not yet sleepy." He said then walked out of our room. I sighed irritably. Why does he have to be the one who's angry? I just wanted to lie down with him beside me, am I not allowed to do that? That OCD tendency of him is becoming irritating as the day goes by. I am happy that he knows and wants to look after the mess that both of us makes but there's just times that I just wanted him to be lazy with me for once, and this is one of those moment.
I glared at the innocently closed door then settled at the bed.
Tsk, see if I care.
-I own that closet-
Present day: Sunday, 9:30 pm
I opened my eyes and blurrily looked around and noticed that I'm inside of my room laying down in my bed and wearing only a robe. I tried to remember what happened before then sat up and realized that I fell asleep inside the bathroom.
'fuck.'
"Oh, Sasuke, you're awake, thank god. I thought you're dead." I looked at my left and saw a pink haired female rummaging through my closet.
"What are you doing Sakura?" I asked her, voice still raspy from sleep.
"Looking for some clothes that you can wear and don't worry I only took your shirt and pants off and not your boxers, I'm not a perv." She explained while still rummaging inside my closet.
My closet…
"Stop it." I bit back, feeling angry all of a sudden.
"What? I'm just looking out for you." She replied then handed me an orange shirt. "Here, wear this." I glared at the offending piece of cloth – because, well, it was offending. It's orange. Hn.
"I said stop it." I snapped at her and she stopped what she was doing and looked at me questioningly.
"I'm just trying to help you Sasuke, why the hell are you so mad at me?" Sakura sighed tiredly, probably because she really is tired, but then proceeded to rummage inside my closet.
"You're ruining the arrangement." I answered plain as day. She gaped at me.
"What? Ruining? I'm just looking for something for you to wear; shouldn't you be grateful for that? I helped your messed up ass and carry you on my own here and now you're saying that I'm ruining the arrangement? You're unbelievable Sasuke." Sakura looked like she was ready to punch me – which she probably was – but stopped herself when I spoke.
"Naruto arranged those clothes." I said monotonously.
"What?"
"He's the one who arranged those clothes so don't you dare disarrange it." I bit back silently at her, my previous hostility gone.
"You really are a bastard Sasuke." Sakura said softly then sat down beside me on the bed.
"I know, that's why Naruto left me, remember?" I replied bitterly at her because that was the truth. After all, Naruto left me because I'm a bastard. A bastard who doesn't know how to treasure something precious. I failed in the end, just like how I failed at everything.
Sakura sighed. "I don't know what to do with you two anymore." She reached for my hand and entwined our fingers together. If this was any other day and in any other circumstances, I would've snatch it away from her and glare at her, but today was different. Today, I admit that I needed someone who can remind me that I'm too stupid for what I've done and to make me realize all of my mistakes. And Sakura is the right person for it. She patted my hands, comforting me.
"It was actually Naruto who asked me to visit you here. Good thing he did though. It's like he can sense something's wrong, cause you know…?" she trailed off when I inhaled shakily. I'm not going to cry again. I already cried twice and I am not going to do it for the third time and in front of a girl, no less.
"Tsk, he's still a dobe though." She giggled then I chuckled. But it instantly fades out then we fell into silence again.
Even though I've been an asshole to him, he still asked someone to look after me. He really is a dobe for even thinking about me. He's such a dobe that I love him so much.
When we first argued about that closet of mine, I thought that he's just going to leave me hanging and frustrated when I'm trying to be seductive that night, but then Naruto went back inside wearing only his boxers and his favorite night cap.
"I thought you're going to clean my closet." I rolled my eyes and smirked at his pout.
"Well, I'm suddenly tired." He did his last arrangement of the clothes – which consisted of him pushing the left strewn out clothes inside forcefully, much like how I would probably do – then closed it and slumped down beside me.
"But not that tired….right?" I asked, still hopeful for some action, and he chuckled and kissed me on my cheek.
"Goodnight Temeeee…" he smiled before burying his face on my chest.
I chuckled at that memory, not minding Sakura's worried glances at me. I own that closet, but damn, I don't care about how clichéd I sound but Naruto owns my heart.
Unfortunately, I think I don't have the rights to own Naruto's heart anymore.
"Sakura…"
"What?"
"I miss him."