Chapter 3

I promise the story line is going somewhere!

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Naruto awoke from a particularly lovely dream in which he and Sasuke had been snuggling on the rooftop watching a beautiful Konoha sunrise. That would never really happen because Sasuke was never very cuddly.

With a sigh Naruto rolled out of bed. 'THUMP'

"Ow, I should stop doing that." He stood. He froze. Butt muscles clenched and seared with pain.

"Damn teme!" hissed Naruto, waddling to the bathroom. "Told him to be gentle but idiot wouldn't listen." He turned on his shower. Memories of the previous night's events flitted into his mind as he got undressed and stepped under the warm water. It hadn't been as romantic as he had wanted it to be but Sasuke had been right, they didn't have much time. They were scheduled to meet and train with Sakura just an hour and a half after Sasuke came round and arriving together would have caused suspicion. He sighed. It had been worth it though, for a little time with Sasuke. They hardly ever got time together.

But that was about to change.

An evil grin spread across his face as he was. Sakura's family were going to the wave country for a two week holiday. Sakura got permission from the Hokage because she promised to re-establish good bonds with the hidden village of mist so the peace treaty could be maintained.

Of course, Naruto and Sasuke would continue training. There was nothing suspicious about that, was there? Naruto grinned even wider. He planned on doing a LOT of 'training'. He turned off the water and stepped out of the shower.

'Oh yes.' He thought, rubbing his hands together. 'I've got you know Sasuke. MWAHAHAHAHA!'

Naruto needed to lay off the cheap ramen.*

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Uchiha Sasuke had a problem.

It involved pink hearts, chocolate and a baby shooting people in the heart with arrows.

Valentines Day.

One of the most pointless days of the year.

At least, that was what he used to think. It had always been a day filled with screaming, blushing, stuttering, eye-fluttering fangirls who almost murdered each other in a bid to give Sasuke some burnt treats. He hated it. But every year a certain blonde idiot got REALLY into the spirit of it all. He gave chocolates ('delicious chocolates' thought Sasuke) out left, right and centre. When Sasuke had asked him about it Naruto had shrugged.

"Dunno why I do it." He'd said, rubbing his nose. "I guess it's 'cos it's the one day of the year I can try and get people to notice me and care about me without doing anything crazy."

"Giving chocolates out is crazy." Sasuke had said. And Naruto had laughed. But secretly the confession had made Sasuke go a little mushy. That's what he hated about the blonde, he could always make Sasuke feel and do stupid things. But the worst part is Sasuke liked that.

He sighed. Now he had to do something meaningful for his sweetheart.

'Sweetheart? Urg I can't believe I just thought that!'

It was even worse now that Sakura was going away. It meant he would have to spend more alone time with the energetic ball of mushyness. He was sure Naruto would be plotting something which meant whatever he did it had to be really something.

One tinsy weeny bitty little thing stood in his way.

Sasuke, number one rookie in his class, did not have one romantic bone in his entire body.

This was going to be hard.

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In the next chapter the stories will start to blend, I swear!

* Yes cheap ramen can mess with people's sanity, just not very much and only if eaten excessively.