A/N: Second Thanksgiving themed one-shot...which I do like... This one is more serious than the last one. XD Hope you enjoy!
One-Shot #38
Thanksgiving
His black orbs scanned the room, seeing the beautifully lined table before him. An elegant darkened orange colored table cloth with cream colored fabric place mats accented the table and complimented the orange and brown floral arrangements Ino had lovingly made him. The food was set, to which Sasuke was proud to admit he'd cooked by himself. He was also proud to admit he didn't do so bad. The candles were lit, the wax dripping slightly down the slender sides. Of everything that was there, however, one thing was missing.
His boyfriend.
Sasuke walked toward the window, his black hair hanging in his face as he walked. When he reached the frosted pane of glass, he wiped a piece of hair from his face before wiping the frost from his window. The street was quiet, not a soul in sight. Of course not, though. It was snowing, on Thanksgiving…who would want to go outside? It was a day meant to be spent with your friends, family, and your most important person. And no one in their right mind would want to spend it outside.
But Naruto promised. He promised that he'd be back from his mission in time to spend the evening with Sasuke. And it wasn't everyday Naruto broke a promise. It just wasn't his ninja way.
What if he forgot? What if the mission went long? Or worse, what if he was hurt?
Sasuke shook his head vigorously, shaking the image of a wounded Naruto lying on the frozen ground of the forest, alone. He couldn't afford to think like that. Naruto would be fine, he always was. Kyuubi always healed him, took care of him. He knew his boyfriend, the love of his life, would be perfectly fine.
But still, what if?
Hours passed, the food getting cold, the candles burning low. Sasuke was sitting in his favorite lounge chair, but as the time passed he got lower and lower in said chair until he was practically falling out of it. He looked very un-Uchiha-like in that position; his legs and arms sprawled out in different directions, his head back and mouth open, snoring.
Naruto ran from rooftop to rooftop, his legs carrying him as fast as ninja-ly possible. He wasn't the self-proclaimed 'Greatest Ninja in Konoha' for no reason; he could make it from an A-rank-turned-S-rank mission to Sasuke's house before midnight struck. He knew he could, even though he only had a few minutes. Sasuke wouldn't be happy, but the stoic teen never really was. Besides, a kiss and a well placed nibble, and Sasuke would be putty in his hands; it always worked.
The house was still warm, Sasuke starting a fire before setting the table. Naruto was really surprised the house kept the warmth with the fire being that low. His boyfriend was still sprawled out in the chair, snoring, when Naruto entered the living room. He smirked, seeing his boyfriend so out of character, and walked over to him. Shaking his shoulder lightly, the Uchiha snapped up, instantly pulling his sprawled out form together into a dignified position. Blushing slightly, he brought a stealthy hand to wipe away the drool he was pretending wasn't there.
"You're late." He finally managed to growl, activating his signature glare.
"I know." Naruto held up his hands defensively. "But there is a reasonable explanation, which I can tell you don't want to hear." The glare still apparent on Sasuke's face proved his last sentence correct.
"Food is on the table; enjoy eating it by your self." Sasuke stood up, stomping toward the staircase.
"Sasuke, wait! Let me make it up to you." Naruto reached Sasuke, wrapping his arms around the older teen from behind, bringing his lips to his earlobe, nibbling softly.
The raven haired teen held back a moan and fought the urge to lean into the younger boy. He tried to escape, but Naruto's grip was as strong as usual, until he felt Naruto cringe when Sasuke pushed back against him. Sasuke spun around so fast he nearly took Naruto's head off. "You're hurt."
"Just a scratch, I'll heal." Naruto tried to hide it, but Sasuke instantly found said scratch by practically ripping his boyfriend's jounin vest and shirt off.
"This is worse than just a scratch. Why isn't Kyuubi healing it?" Sasuke lightly ran a finger over the gash in Naruto's left side. Naruto cringed, unable to hide it.
"He is healing it. It's a lot better than it was." That was when Sasuke got a good look at his boyfriend. His vest was covered in blood; some that Sasuke hoped wasn't his. There were faint scars, which were slowly going away as he looked at them, being healed from within. Naruto pushed Sasuke away, trying to take the focus off of him. "Let's eat, 'suke!"
"Eat? You were in one hell of a fight and you want to eat?!" Sasuke stomped behind Naruto, following him into the dining room. Naruto was already seated, trying to spoon as much food on his plate as humanly (or ninja-ly) possible.
"Listen, 'suke…I need to eat to regain my energy, which in turn regains chakra, which in turn heals my wounds. Just please let me eat before you dive off into one of your 'you never take care of yourself when your on solo missions' lectures, okay?"
Sasuke raised an eyebrow, but sat down in a chair beside Naruto and slowly spooned some food onto his own place. They ate in silence, save for the occasional 'Damn, Sasuke, this is good!' Sasuke watched him, however, as he ate, watching as the scars and cuts slowly faded away before his eyes. Finally, once Naruto ate his fill, he reached over and fingered the gash that was previously on Naruto's side, only to find it was completely healed into unmarred sun-kissed skin once again.
"Alright, I'm ready for the lecture." Naruto said, putting his fork down and sitting back in the dining room chair.
Naruto didn't get a lecture. Instead, he got Sasuke straddling him, biting the sensitive skin on Naruto's neck and watching them heal before his eyes. It was always an erotic game they played, just because they knew the marks would go away. Naruto moaned, digging his nails into Sasuke's back as the boy sucked harder and lower each time, dragging his teeth against the sensitive skin again and again.
Thanksgiving was a time for friends and family and your most important person, and for thanking the company for making Sasuke's dining room table so damn sturdy…
Get it, haha, Sasuke's dining room table? I jsut had to put that in there, because I've always wanted to see them two go at it on a table... Yes, dirty mind working overtime!
Oh, btw, everyone say hello to my baby... an 8-week old pug puppy named Otis. He is adorable and likes to chew on my keyboard as I type. Also, he won't sleep anywhere but right next to me, meaning I haven't slept in two nights. Sigh...things I don't do for love...lol...
