A/N: So, this damn story woke me up last night at 2:34 a.m. and I told it to shove off, I was sleeping! But, this evening I finally got around to writing it. I suppose I'm gonna have to write a Valentine's Day story (the holiday I most loathe) so look for that, and don't look for it to actually be happy. Sorry, people, but I do hate this holiday. It's way, way, way too pink and cheerful and annoying. lol, I just described Sakura!
One-Shot #63
Stolen Kisses
The first time they were twelve, and it was in front of an entire classroom full of new genin, some of whom became their closest friends. It was an accident, Naruto being bumped by a boy in front of him in a fit of excitement, but it happened all the same. And, to top it all off, it was Naruto's first and Sasuke's first. They vowed to never repeat it again.
The second time they were on a life or death mission in Wave Country, learning how to climb trees without using their hands. A simple question from Sasuke – "You asked Sakura for some tips, right? What did she tell you?" – gave Naruto the perfect chance to get one over on the 'ever perfect Uchiha', of which he took full advantage. After some taunting and picking, Naruto had gotten right up in Sasuke's face and asked a question laced in dare – "What's it worth to you, Sasuke-teme?" – and Sasuke took the bait. He grabbed the blonde by the shirt collar and yanked him forward. Although more heated than the last time, they, with very flushed cheeks from embarrassment and desire, vowed to never speak of it.
The third time wasn't far from the second, only days after. Haku had nearly killed Sasuke, making Naruto worry for his friend more than ever. After the senbon were removed, an extremely painful and trying procedure for everyone involved, Naruto became quiet and easily offended, even prone to crying. It seemed that tears would leak out at the very mention of Sasuke's injuries, making the Uchiha finally realize what was wrong with Naruto. He felt guilty. When Sasuke tried to talk to him, he only got more crying and a blonde jumping on him. "I thought I lost you, Sasuke! I thought you were really dead!" Naruto pulled back and cupped Sasuke's face in his hands. Sasuke knew what was coming, but didn't protest. After it was over, Naruto's face was a deep shade of red and the blonde seemed to avoid him for the rest of the day. They had an unspoken agreement to never speak of it again.
The fourth time Naruto was in his boxers, swimming for fish, during the chuunin exams. Neither of them saw it coming, but Sasuke was having trouble focusing on the fish jumping from the water instead of staring at the six or so Naruto clones swimming through the water. When Naruto's head poked up at the riverbank, asking Sasuke if there were enough fish yet, with his hair soaked and not defying gravity, his skin sparkling with water drops, he couldn't help himself. Later, Sakura kept asking why Sasuke's clothes were wet if Naruto was the one who went swimming. Both boys simply blushed.
Time number five was monumentally sadder than any time previous. It happened right after the Third Hokage, an important man to both Naruto and Sasuke, albeit for different reasons, was killed by Orochimaru. They had snuck away from the bustle of the village, desperately trying to repair itself, to hide away in the woods above the Hokage Mountain. There, in a small clearing that was now their very own, they went slow. Instead of being rushed and chaste, it was more experimental, more like it was wanted instead of being something one stole from the other. They went farther than they had ever before, but not as far as they could have. After all, they were still considered kids, if only on the outside.
Number six was stolen, as nearly all the others had been, save for one, and was entirely one-sided. Sasuke kneeled over Naruto's unconscious body, praying there was some other way to achieve his goal, and contemplated killing his best friend, his secret love, and not finding an answer that satisfied him. He couldn't do it, there was no way, and he could list a million reasons why Naruto shouldn't matter to him, but there was a bigger list of reasons why Naruto meant more to him than any other boy ever should have. If Naruto's eyes had been open, he'd have been looking directly into Sasuke's at no more than a distance of nine inches, and Sasuke imagined for a moment they were open. He'd always thought the bright blue, which could be bright in pitch dark, were beautiful, and Sasuke was sad. He'd be leaving Naruto, his light in a dark world, and, for a second, he considered staying. But there was something he had to do, something more important than staying with a boy he didn't deserve, and decided for one last time to remember him by. Closing the gap between their faces, Sasuke could barely keep himself from crying. Just barely.
The seventh time they were fifteen, and Sasuke had just killed his brother. Only Naruto could find Sasuke, everyone always knew that. They also knew that only Naruto could convince him to come home. They were right. Naruto found him standing at the edge of the Fire Country, contemplating rather going home was a great idea, or if he'd be going to his death sentence. His fears were quelled, however, when Naruto approached him. One look at each other and their lips were connected again. This time was different, however, as they went as far as they could, and yet still not as far as they could have gone. They weren't children anymore, but the timing was off. Back in Konoha, Sasuke decided, the time was right and he'd need something to keep him warm during his house arrest. Naruto was more than the man for the job.
I had trouble writing the ending, so I hope it sounds okay. And, they may be a little ooc, but they shouldn't be that ooc. Hope you enjoy it.
