A/N: So, this one just hit me while watching Naruto...and the the Grinch Who Stole Christmas. Another one on a whim, I suppose. Hope you enjoy it! XD

Oh, btw...this is #50, meaning I'm half way to 100! I was only planning on going to 100, but I'm not so sure anymore. I'm having way too much fun with these. What do you think?


One-Shot #50
Last Minute Gift

Why was the most medial task impossible for that idiot to complete without screwing it all up?

Sasuke paced around his kitchen, bare feet padding across his cold tile. The remains of what was supposed to be Christmas dinner still spread around the kitchen counters. It was burnt as black as coal – which was the only thing reminding them of Christmas in the Uchiha Manor.

That was the last time Sasuke allowed that buffoon cook any meal on his own.

He heard a sound, directing his attention to the front door. Glaring intently at the front door as it opened, he greeted Naruto with a growl.

"Is it edible?" Sasuke asked, raising an eyebrow.

Naruto looked up, juggling bags with both hands and his mouth and kicking the door shut with his foot. He mumbled out something, but it was distorted due to the bag in his mouth. He walked briskly towards the kitchen table, dropping all the bags down including the one in his mouth. He turned to Sasuke and placed a chaste kiss on his cheek, which received a grimace in response.

"Sasuke, I said I was sorry." Naruto pouted, pushing his bottom lip out in emphasis.

"You nearly burned down my house!" Sasuke hissed, crossing his arms over his chest.

"But I fixed it. I bought you all that boring food you like!" This, surprisingly enough, didn't fix everything. If anything, it made Sasuke angrier. "And, I bought you something special."

This actually got Sasuke interested as he watched Naruto pull a small wrapped package out of the bag he previously held in his mouth.

"What is it?" Sasuke asked, trying desperately not to show how interested he really was.

"Do you have any idea at all how many places I had to go to find one open this late on Christmas Eve, Sasuke?" He asked as he handed the small wrapped package over to the raven haired teen.

"Whose fault is that?" Sasuke glared.

"Alright, alright, point taken." Naruto held his hands up in defense before turning back to the bags on the table, emptying them of their contents.

Sasuke began ripping the wrapping off the package, finally finding a small velvet box. Inside the velvet box was a necklace. A black cord holding a charm of the Uchiha's symbol; a white and red fan surrounded by a dark blue circle. On the flip side of the charm was a red swirl, Naruto's own personal symbol.

"Naruto?" Sasuke breathed out, looking up to his boyfriend.

The blonde turned around, actually quite surprised at his boyfriend's reaction. "Do you like it, Sasuke?"

"Yeah, Naruto, it's great."

"I wasn't sure it'd be done in time, but the guy caught me on the street while I was out buying this stuff." He motioned toward the table, a lopsided grin forming on his face. "You look like you're going to cry, 'suke."

Sasuke shot him a half-hearted glare, but smirked in spite of himself. He walked forward and hugged his boyfriend, pressing him backwards into the kitchen table. "Do you have any idea how much I love you, you moron?"

Naruto rolled his eyes at the nickname, but squeezed him tighter. "I love you too, Sasuke."

"So, the swirl thing is meant to be your symbol?" Sasuke asked, staring at the necklace over Naruto's shoulder.

"Yeah. This way you know I'll always be right behind you. I'll always have your back. Get it?"

Sasuke pulled back and smiled, a rare occurrence. "Yeah, I get it." He leaned forward and kissed Naruto intensely.

Sometimes the best gifts are the last minute gifts, the ones that catch you off-guard and make you remember why you fell for him in the first place. A gift just like Naruto gave Sasuke, in more ways than one.


Okay, let me clear something up. Naruto's little nickname for Sasuke (which is also mine and I call him it all the time) is 'suke, which is pronounced Skay. Get it? I got, like, three PM's asking me what I was talking about. It's just the last part of name, honestly. It's not something dirty, which one girl thought it was (at least I think it was a girl. lol). There is an explanation for it, if you actually don't get it you can ask me, but it's really simple. Not something complex, people! lol. I didn't realize I was confusing so many...