A/N: Sorry for the delay. Sorry for the shortness, blah, blah. Not proof-read. Review, please?
State of Shock
Oblivious
Sakura's eyes had always reminded him of seaweed. A bright green that turned dark if combined with water. Sakura's big eyes were watery, the colour having taken a darker shade because of the unshed tears. It made him feel superior, those tears. He knew that he made her feel, while she made no impression on him.
"How could you?"
Despite the tears, she managed to sound pretty angry. He stood still, refusing to step back when she took a step closer.
"You didn't even use me because we were friends! You just used me because I'm a strong kunoichi without bloodline! You awful jerk!"
There was no whining in her voice, only anger and frustration. What she had been wondering, what she had been guessing had been answered. The answers were honest, but not what she wanted to hear. Sasuke could only stay still and wish that she wouldn't pick a fight in such a public place.
He was sure that it wouldn't look good to others if he punched the mother of his child. Naruto wouldn't like it.
"Explain," she growled. She sat down, crossing her arms and taking a deep breath. "I'm not going to make this all about me, for once. Why did you hurt Naruto that way? Why the fuck didn't you take him to Tsunade-sama? She could have healed him! Moron!"
She was up again, pacing before him while spitting out obscenities. Had she not been talking about him, Sasuke would have found it amusing. Now he was instead wondering if he could jump out that window and run home. He would rather spend his time with his easily annoyed, non-eating Naruto.
"You didn't have any pride when we were in the forest of death all those years ago. You were willing to save our asses by handing over the damn scroll and face the consequences of losing! But you were unable to take your most precious person – your lover – to the hospital when you destroyed his vocal cords!"
He flinched in surprise. He had not expected her to take that turn. He had expected her to cry over Naruto's inability to speak; to cry a little over her unwanted child and over her own pathetic state. He had not expected her to cry and yell at him.
He already knew that he never should have hurt Naruto. He already knew that he never should have forced himself on Naruto. He knew everything! He already felt guilty because of that. Though, he would never regret it.
Uchiha Sasuke did not do regret.
UAUAUA
Naruto arched his back, relaxing fully in Sasuke's arms. Trust that had been gained all too easy showed itself in these moments. These moments, in which Naruto lost himself to Sasuke's touches and words. His soft words.
Naruto's grip on Sasuke's shoulders was so weak that the Uchiha barely felt the blonde's hands on him. Sasuke's grip on the other hand – one hand on the small of Naruto's back, the other in blonde hair, supporting Naruto's head – was steady and secure.
He would never drop his precious person.
Especially not when that special person was arching into his touch.
Naruto's eyes were closed, his lips parted as Sasuke's tongue licked over them; wetting them. The older ninja's tongue finally made its way inside Naruto's mouth, and the blonde responded eagerly.
A few meters away, the world had stopped spinning. At least to the jounin and their genin teams that were supposed to hand in the mission reports to the chuunin behind the desks, whom also had frozen upon the sight.
Upon the sight of the two best friends, Sasuke and Naruto, exchanging saliva in the Hokage Tower.
In the corner, by the window, Kakashi was leaning against the wall. The book he was holding was open, but even he was looking at the two young men by the door. He would never admit that he had been startled when Naruto came running down the hall, only to jump Sasuke and hug him tightly.
And no, he would never admit that he had been surprised when his former students started to make out, even though he knew about their oh-so-secret relationship.
The way Naruto suddenly gripped Sasuke's shirt harsher meant nothing to the small, adult audience, while Sasuke caught the hint immediately. He put his hands on Naruto's butt, supporting the light blonde as Naruto wrapped his legs around the Uchiha's waist.
Sasuke, with his famous speed, was gone before Kakashi could close his book.
UAUAUA
Though Sasuke would never complain, he was wondering why Naruto had suddenly forgiven him for whatever he had done. It had only been one of their smaller fights. No one had been hurt. That was what Sasuke knew, that was Sasuke's reality.
Naruto's skin was warm against his, the blonde's slim fingers running over Sasuke's pale chest. It felt too good to be true, to be back in bed with his lover, even though they had only been apart for a night.
A night, during which Naruto slept at Kiba's place. It irked Sasuke incredibly much, to know that the Inuzuka's apartment was Naruto's haven – his place to go when his own or Sasuke's apartments weren't options.
It irked him that Kiba was Naruto's friend.
UAUAUA
"The latest word is that Uchiha Sasuke and Uzumaki Naruto are lovers."
"So I've heard, uncle." Neji bowed his head, a few dark brown strands of hair escaping his ponytail. He knew what his uncle thought about this relationship, and for once, he couldn't agree more.
"It is also said that Uzumaki, once destined to become Hokage, are holding my daughter's affection. Is this true, Neji?"
"Yes, uncle."
"Then find me my daughter and forbid her to ever see that mute boy again."
Knowing fully well how much it would hurt his cousin if she was forbidden to see her one and true love, he walked out of the room to find her.
To Be Continued
