A/N: Okay, seond one in one night, but I'm not quite sure I like this one either. lol. It seems to be a pattern, go figure. If, once again, Sasuke's OOC, I'm sorry. Really really sorry! For some reason, I'm having a lot of trouble writing anything worth anything. But I'll keep trying, for you all. Maybe I can kick this thing out of whatever gear it's in by watching Naruto over and over again. lol!
One-Shot #32
Photogenic
He'd been watching it for at least three months now. Finally, during a spring sale at the local electronic store, the precious item could be his. The price dropped low enough for him to afford it. Naruto bought his first digital camera.
The local photo printer got to know Naruto's orange-colored digital camera well, along with the orange-colored memory card that got handed to him. At least once a month, if not more often, depending on his photographic muse; he would get the pictures developed. He planned on making a huge photo album, filled to the brim with pictures of his friends and surroundings. But, with missions and training, he never quite had the time.
It wasn't until he'd had the camera for a full year that he finally had time to start his project. Tsunade decided it was time the eighteen-year old had a vacation, a real one. One with no chance of being called in for S-class missions. For once, Naruto didn't complain. He took his vacation with a light-hearted smile and went to buy the large photo album he'd been wanting.
The photos were kept in a box on the top of his closet, written on the side in his simple and actually neat handwriting was the word memories. He took the photos out, one by one, and laid them neatly on his table, focusing on them to make sure they were perfect enough for his album. After seeing he had way too many to fit on his small kitchen table, he started to sort them into categories: scenery, random villagers, friends, Team 7, Sasuke…
Wait, Sasuke?
Looking down at the table, he saw that the category with the fewest pictures in it was random villagers, and the biggest pile was Sasuke. This actually shocked him. When did he focus the lens of his camera on Sasuke? And so often? Naruto picked the pile up off the table, gingerly, and flipped through the pictures. He realized he had a pretty good eye when it came to Sasuke. He managed, somehow, to get the normally stoic teenager in various facial expressions that were rare. In one, he realized, he got that boy smiling. This brought the biggest smile to his face, just knowing that he caught, all on his own, the rarest of Uchiha quirks on pure luck of the lens. It made his heart swell.
Assembling the photo album, he put Team 7 first. After all, they were his family, and they deserved to be first. He tried to caption each photo of which he remembered the time and place it was taken. He found that there were several he couldn't remember. And, each of those did not have Sasuke in it. They were random shots of Kakashi or Sakura, or shots of how Team Kakashi was before Sasuke's return. For some reason, if Sasuke wasn't there, he couldn't remember it. Next he put the photos of his friends, followed by random villagers, and finally the scenery. When he finished, he realized his photo album was full to the brim. No more images would fit. And, surprisingly enough, Naruto wasn't disappointed. Even though he missed a very important category.
He looked through the Sasuke photos again and put them in order from his most favorite to least favorite; although the gap between most and least wasn't very far. Instead of adding them to his album, he decided on something more precious and special. He found another box in his closet, small enough to house all of the photos of his best friend and rival. Inside that box he tucked away the precious photos and marked on the outside: My Most Important Person.
Six months later, Sasuke was digging through Naruto closet. He wasn't snooping, he was helping Naruto move. Finally, the gang talked him out of living in that hellhole and moving into Sasuke's two-bedroom apartment. It was a lot nicer, and rent controlled. So, as he helped his best friend pack, he found the small box with My Most Important Person written neatly on the outside.
He turned around to ask Naruto what it was, but Naruto had already stepped out of the apartment to get more boxes. He vaguely remembered Naruto mentioning needing them. Figuring the blonde wouldn't notice, he opened the box; only to see it was full of pictures of him.
When Naruto returned a few minutes later, he found Sasuke sitting at his table with the pictures spread out all over and a small box sitting on his lap.
"Sasuke…" Naruto wasn't really sure what to say, he never meant for Sasuke to find his secret box. But the cat was out of the bag, so to speak.
"I'm…I'm smiling…" Sasuke said, holding a picture between his finger-tips, staring at it intensely.
Naruto didn't really know what to say, so he just walked over behind the teen to see which picture was being commented on. He saw it was his favorite one, the only one he had of the Uchiha's true smile.
"I'm seriously smiling. How the hell did you catch that?" Naruto really couldn't tell if Sasuke was angry with him, or just curious, so he didn't know how to answer. When Sasuke turned to look at him, the blush slowly crawling up his tanned cheeks was too embarrassing.
"Lucky, I guess…" Naruto said his voice a small echo in the room.
"Yeah, luck must have had something to do with it." Sasuke smirked. "I never smile."
"Eh, you ain't kiddin'." Naruto gave a weak laugh.
"Thanks, Naruto." At this, Naruto's eyebrow raised slightly. "I'd forgotten what I look like when I smile. I'll bet you had something to do with it, though."
The look on Naruto's face was so priceless; Sasuke just had to smile again; a real, true smile. And, once again, Naruto had something to do with it.
...um...enjoy? lol.
