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Naruto felt the initial, cold tentacles of unease lace around his shoulders right when he saw Sasuke returning to the table with a box in his arms.
It wasn't the box itself that bothered him, more the way that the bastard had practically skipped back into the lounge. To a stranger, it was unnoticeable. But over the past weeks, Naruto had grown accustomed to the few, minute tell-tale signs the raven displayed in his different moods. Right now, he was happy. Very happy, from the look of things. What the hell had happened in those five minutes? What was he planning?
The blonde forced himself to remain composed, and not give away any indication that he was worried or otherwise even bothered by anything. However, he wasn't as subtle as Sasuke was with his facial expressions, and the other male noticed right away. Wonderful, he thought. But for now, he would play it cool.
"Nearly finished, retard?" the raven asked, sitting back down. He noted how Naruto's fingers were twitching a little around the scissors. The box lay innocently by his feet.
"Y-yeah, almost." He croaked back. Fuck, why'd I respond? Why? I was supposed to stay silent...
"Good." The dark eyes never left his face. "Help me put these up when you're ready."
Naruto only had one last, blue snowflake to add to the growing chain. He continued snipping, tiny blue triangles landing on the table. His hands were shaking properly now; what was Sasuke going to do? Why is he staring at me like that? And why the fuck do I even care?
"Shit!" Naruto cried out, dropping the scissors. A deep cut was oozing blood down the blonde's index finger. He turned his body away from the table, his precious decorations no longer in any danger of being ruined. Then he squeezed hard, letting the red liquid drip rapidly to the floor.
"What are you doing?" Sasuke barked, getting to his feet. "That's not going to stop it bleeding, idiot."
"I'm squeezing it so any infectious crap can flow out with it!" Naruto hissed back.
"Tch. You're cleaning up the mess." Sasuke shrugged after a moment. "Get a plaster or something from the first aid cupboard, I'll get the ladder out and start hanging up your shitty snowflakes."
Biting back another retort, Naruto walked over to the counter and grabbed a napkin. He wiped off the excess blood that had managed to cover his entire hand, and then brought the injured finger to his lips. Saliva did have mild antibacterial properties, after all. Grimacing at the metallic taste of his own blood, the blonde looked up and noticed that Sasuke was starting at him again.
"What?" he asked, finger still in his mouth. He couldn't help it. "Why the hell do you keep staring at me?"
The raven simply continued to watch, not blinking once. Naruto shot him an angry look before turning around and stomping off to the medicine cabinet. While covering his cut with a small plaster, he forced himself to calm down, taking deep breaths. Sasuke was obviously conjuring up some other way of annoying him, and he wasn't going to give in.
No matter what.
"Left a bit, I think." Naruto said, craning his neck.
Sasuke adjusted the elaborate bunch above his head, moving it slightly away from the window. He was balancing on the armrest of one of the sofas, trying to get the position of one, somewhat special decoration just perfect. Oh, how hard it was proving not to grin like an axe murderer right now...
The blonde, meanwhile, was keeping a wary eye out for anything fishy. Sasuke hadn't done or said anything odd while they were putting up their home-made decorations. Naruto discovered what was in the Uchiha's mysterious cardboard box when he'd asked him for help. He felt an insane surge of pure relief wash over him when he saw they were just more festive decorations - shiny stars, holly and mistletoe.
Nothing crazy.
"Better?" he asked.
"Yeah, it'll do." Naruto nodded, and the raven jumped down, landing beside him. He was relaxing a little now, not afraid to say more than he had to. "Couples tend to sit here, so it should really be near the sofas, not the window seats. I think it's more appropriate."
As he turned to head to the storeroom, the blonde felt a hand wrapped tightly around his wrist. His unease returned, multiplied tenfold.
"What-?" he began, turning around.
Sasuke was close. Too close. The hand on his arm could have been a heated iron rod, for all Naruto knew. It gripped him like a vice, held him rooted in place.
Time was doing that weird thing it likes to do every now and then; moving too fast to say anything, moving too quickly to get the thoughts in his head into actual words, but moving oh, so slowly at the same time. Every second was like a photo, being shown to him for long enough to remember every detail. Fuck, the bastard was moving closer. Tilting his head. Eyes were closing. What the hell, he's not going to... he's not. Surely not.
Fuck.
Naruto' eyes were as wide as dinner plates. He wasn't breathing. Couldn't breathe. Couldn't move either. Uchiha Sasuke had kissed him. That mouth was planted on his own, his bottom lip wedged neatly between the ravens'. He held there, just resting against Naruto, not moving his mouth for what seemed like hours.
Naruto didn't know what to do. Some part of him knew he should probably be pushing Sasuke away and beating the living shit out of him, but he was having trouble relaying this information to the rest of his body. His mind had shut down, thrown a woolly blanket over the screaming questions firing away. He just stood there like an idiot, limp and frozen. Not daring to kiss back, or move away either. It was just too confusing, too mind-bogglingly weird.
Finally, years later, the Uchiha pulled back.
Sasuke opened his eyes, took one look at the blonde's face and smiled.
Sweet, sweet success, his mind groaned, content. Naruto was staring at him like he'd just crashed through the roof, shouting in French and wearing nothing but a bright yellow bikini. His entire face was glowing red, the blush even reaching up to touch his forehead, and was no doubt trickling down his neck too. Poor boy wasn't even sure where to look! His eyes kept darting wildly between Sasuke's and the floor, then the ceiling, and finally coming to rest on that damn bunch of mistletoe, dangling innocently above the sofas.
It was this sight that seemed to restore the gift of speech back into Naruto.
"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?" he bellowed.
Sasuke shut his eyes again, relishing the level of anger behind the words, drinking it in. Naruto's voice reverberated around the empty lounge. Yes, he'd most definitely won today. "Its tradition, idiot. The guy gets to kiss the girl if they happen to be together under mistletoe. Everyone knows that."
"I'M NOT A FUCKING GIRL, YOU BASTARD!"
"You're certainly behaving like one." Sasuke frowned, raising an eyebrow at him. "Calm down, it was just a freakin' kiss. No need to get so emotional over it."
"But," Naruto spluttered, still fuming. "You... you kissed me. Like, properly..." he swallowed. "On the...mouth." The last word ended in something akin to a squeak.
"Yes, I'm glad you noticed, dobe." The Uchiha replied, reaching out and patting Naruto on the shoulder. "Now, while I'm incredibly flattered that it had the power move you to a point where you can't even speak normally, I really think we should get that tree out. It's the only thing left to do, and I need to get home before I go crazy."
"You're going nowhere." A deathly whisper.
"Sorry?"
Sasuke glanced up at Naruto, and was startled when he saw a flash of red fury in those azure eyes. Before he could even think about deciding if he'd simply imagined it, the blonde had used one hand to grab ahold of Sasuke's collar, and the other to create a tight fist. The Uchiha recovered quickly, and clutched Naruto's forearm with both hands, sliding his feet and turning his body. Just barely, he'd managed to avoid the incoming punch.
"Naruto, calm down!" he yelled, pushing the other boy away with force. "Look, I don't want to fight again!"
"Like hell you don't!" Naruto screamed back. "All day, every day, it's the same fucking thing, again and again! You don't wanna fight? That's the only thing you seem to wanna do, Sasuke! You deliberately do all these little things to get me angry, and even when I try my fucking hardest to ignore you, you just take things to another level! Why? What have I ever done to you?"
"Naruto, I-"
"When have I ever said that I wanna be mortal enemies with you? Why can't you just act normally around me? And why the fuck is it only me you do this kinda shit to? You're fine with everyone else, it just pisses me off!"
"Will you stop for one second, idiot?" Sasuke tried, stepping closer.
"No, I will not!" the blonde shouted back. "You're gonna shut up and listen, bastard, cause I'm through with taking shit from you all the time! You should've been fired, I don't care what Kakashi says. He thinks the bloody sun shines outta your ass, and so does everyone else! All the girls coming into the shop are all, "Oh my god, it's Sasukeee, he's looking this way!" and "Oh my god, he's just soooo good-looking!", and you just stand there and take it all in like the smug asshole you are!"
"Now wait one moment!" Sasuke growled, getting angry himself now.
"No, shut up!"
"Naruto, I'm warning you -"
"Fuck you, Sasuke!"
Back to the punching.
Sasuke sidestepped out of the way each time, moving around with ease. The idiot wasn't thinking straight; just blindly throwing his fists around without any thought, yelling obscenities throughout. Every blow missed, which seemed to anger Naruto even more. After letting out a frustrated roar, the blonde grabbed Sasuke around the shoulders, catching him completely off-guard.
"Fucking stay still when I'm trying to hit you!"
"Naruto, let go!" the raven cried, pushing back.
They struggled for a few seconds, stepping on each others' feet, unintentionally moving away from the sofa area. Sasuke was startled to feel one of the tables bump painfully into his waist. Naruto felt the shift, and took advantage of the raven's momentary opening. He pushed harder, swiped a foot behind Sasuke's, and down he went, crashing to the floor with a satisfying thud.
Naruto wasn't about to give Sasuke a chance to recover. The blonde wasted no time, sweeping down and wrapping his fingers around the other boy's pale wrists, pinning him down with force. He adjusted his knees, letting them dig in to Sasuke's thighs, totally immobilising him.
"I'm going to kill you today, Uchiha Sasuke." Naruto snarled, glaring down at him.
"Kill me?" Sasuke spat back. "You seem ready to rape me rather than kill me, idiot."
It was the best he could come up with in his current position. Naruto had taken him totally by surprise, rendering his limbs useless. Why was he holding him down so bloody hard? He tried, but couldn't get himself free from sheer force alone. Normally, a situation like this wouldn't be a problem for Sasuke to get out of, but maybe he'd underestimated the other boy. Perhaps if he could get Naruto pissed off again, he might be able to turn the tables. Idiot would probably loosen his hold without realising. He was stupid like that.
No such luck.
"What did you just say?" the blonde yelled, but his grip held firm.
"Seriously," Sasuke continued, waiting for a chance to strike. "Like you'd be able to inflict any real damage in this position. The best you could hope to do is kiss me, and you're too chicken to even do that."
"W-wanna bet?"
What am I saying? Naruto's rational mind asked in a quiet voice.
"I don't need to." Sasuke scoffed. "Your reaction earlier is proof enough."
"I'm not a coward." Naruto, stop. You don't know what you're saying, back down.
"Whatever. Chicken."
There was that smirk again. Naruto would've been able to see that stupid, patronising grin even if the bastard's mouth was covered up; his whole face seemed to smirk up at him, all the way up to his eyebrows, raised ever so slightly as if to say, "You know I'm right, idiot. Stop embarrassing yourself".
Exhaustion. Frustration. An insane, illogical sense of never backing down from anything. At the time, they all seemed like perfectly good reasons. At the time, that was all he could think about; proving to Uchiha Sasuke that he wasn't a coward.
Without another thought, Naruto lowered his head and firmly planted his lips on Sasuke's.
The raven simply lay there with his eyes wide, under Naruto's hold, unable to respond. In all honesty, this was the last scenario he'd ever have imagined. Five terrifyingly long seconds thudded past somewhere in his mind, before the other boy pulled away and fixed him with an indignant expression.
"Told you." He mumbled, still holding his wrists down.
After a moment, the Uchiha whispered, "You kiss like a nun, Naruto."
"You would know what that's like, wouldn't you Sasuke?"
"Seriously, dobe. Was I your first kiss? How sweet."
"L-like I'd actually want to kiss you out of choice!" Naruto spluttered. "It was just to prove a point. I wasn't even kissing you- it was a fucking peck!"
"Regardless," Sasuke continued, never breaking his attention away from the blonde's hands. Loosen your hold, already, he thought desperately. "Just from that, it's more than obvious you can't kiss. I feel sorry for whoever turns out to be your girlfriend, that's if you even manage to get past the first date. With technique like that, there's absolutely no way-"
Warmth.
That was all Sasuke's mind could seem to register.
The floor pressing against his back could have been a sheet of ice when compared to the fierce, burning body above him. Naruto had those searing lips pressed to his own again, but this time he wasn't holding back.
And not just where his mouth was concerned. Naruto had lowered himself onto Sasuke, making him feel the weight of his torso and legs. Along with the hands that still held him trapped to the floor, Sasuke had never felt so utterly helpless and immobilised before. Even through their clothes, he felt the heat. The blonde's mouth was working furiously, almost crushing Sasuke's lips. His eyes were shut tight, deep in concentration. The Uchiha had never been kissed this way before, never been ravished so... ardently.
At some point, their tongues met; sliding against each other, lazily one second, and urgently the next. Sasuke was surprised at how sweet the other male tasted, like he'd just eaten chocolate. It was... strangely addictive. He didn't even like sweets. The raven was teetering on the edge of losing control, slipping away, slipping into the kiss that was currently taking over his senses entirely. Naruto was assaulting him with such power, such out-of-character forcefulness, that any logical questions or objections resounding in his mind were silenced without a shred of mercy.
He was physically incapable of responding, had no power over his body anymore. Naruto was drawing something out of him, something he couldn't put a name to. It was vital that he kissed back, or he would never breathe again. It made no sense, but then nothing seemed to be making sense right then.
And still, those hands held him captive.
Naruto pulled back, panting slightly. "You were saying?" he demanded, glaring down at him.
Sasuke just looked up, trying not to make it obvious breathless he was.
"Something about me not being able to kiss?" he drawled again.
"Naruto," Sasuke gasped. "Naruto, get off me."
"Not until you take that back, bastard."
"I'm serious, please. Let go."
"No."
The idiot had to move now, or things would really spiral out of control. This was getting weirder by the minute. There was absolutely no way this was happening. No way had the kiss been that mind-blowing. No way was any kiss that mind-blowing!
Some part of his mind just prayed that Naruto wouldn't find out...
A/N: three guesses what's happened to Sasuke *evil grin* ahhh, Naruto xD
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