"So… what's ramen?"

Never did I think I'd be so relieved to hear such blasphemous words, I exhale, relieving my body of all the air and tension.

"Only the greatest, well, second greatest, thing in the world!" I exclaim.

'The greatest being what…? That hot Uchiha's big-'

'NO KYUUBI! It's having Gaara-kun as a boyfriend, duh!'

'You are such a gay.'

'Grrrrrr… dumb fox!'

"I see."

Gaara just sits there, looking adorable, as if seriously pondering this great thing known as ramen. I can't help but grin.

'I can't believe he's my boyfriend…'

I stand up and hold my hand out to him; he finally turns his attention to me, giving me a questioning look.

"Well, what are you waiting for?"

He stares at me for another minute before placing his hand in mine, letting me help him off the bed.

"Are we going somewhere?"

"To Ichiraku, of course. Trust me, it'll be amazing."

He nods looking slightly confused as we start walking out the door and down the stairs. I look up to see the sun already beginning to set, painting the sky with a beautiful array of reds, oranges, and purples. We exit his house when I realize we're still holding hands, my already tan cheeks darken to the deepest red. We continue walking down the street without saying a word.

'This is so perfect.'

"N-Naruto-kun?!" A familiar voice gasps.

I look up to see my old crush, a certain pink-haired girl from school, standing in front of me with her mouth gaping open.

"Oh… h-hey Sakura-chan" I stammer, quickly letting go of Gaara-kun's hand.

"What are you doing?! First my darling Sasuke-kun, and now this guy?! Are you really gay?!"

"I… er…"

I look around, my little brain working as fast as it can to try and asses the situation.

'What do I say? Does Gaara want people to know that we're together? Are we going to keep it a secret? '

Sakura steps closer, grabbing my shoulders, forcing me to look at her.

"Naruto, I asked you a question." She glares.

"I... er… uh…" I just continue to stammer nervously.

"…mine." I hear Gaara mumble.

Sakura turns, looking at Gaara, who grabs my hand tightly.

"Huh?"

"I said he's mine."

"Whaaaaat?!" Sakura's jaw drops to the floor.

"He's my boyfriend." Gaara glares at her, hard.

Sakura pales, says goodbye, and walks away.

"So, which way to this Ichiraku place?"

By the time we get to Ichiraku the sky is already dark; lanterns illuminate the small building, making it even cozier than usual. I pull up a stand and order two orders of miso ramen.

Gaara just sits there staring at his bowl, letting his chopsticks hover just above the noodles, as if afraid to touch it.

"This is food…?"

I can't help bursting out with laughter at his adorably confused looking face.

He gives me a small glare, then proceeds to bend down and smell it.

"Don't worry Gaara-kun, its delicious! Look."

I twirl my chopsticks around a few strands of noodles, gulping them down.

Gaara watches intently, then mimics my actions.

I watch him chew and swallow with a slight smile on his face.

'OMG. Gaara smiled! Well, of course he did… that's the power of ramen!'

I grin, finishing my ramen.

After walking Gaara back home I head to my apartment humming a happy song.

I walk up the dirty stairs, standing outside my door to realize it's unlocked.

'Oh shit.'

I walk inside, and am confronted by an Uchiha standing in my kitchen, wearing only whitey tightys and a shirt.

"What the- Sasuke?!"

Said boy smiles seductively, and proceeds to walk closer.

"Take off your pants."