Chapter Eight
Naruto groans. The last thing he remembered was drinking a lot of sake. And then, well, he ended up here. Apparently.
The light from the window hits his face and he winces. Looking around, he sees...Sasuke's arm slung over his. Not only that, but the bastard's leg...is twisted around his own. And that wouldn't be a problem, if it weren't for a fact that their crotches were...touching.
Oh, hell.
If he moved even a little bit, he would feel his nerves go crazy. Waves of pleasure will hit him so hard, he wouldn't see it coming. Wanting to avoid the euphoric feeling of Sasuke touching his body, he shifted away from him. But, Sasuke's grip only tightened onto him. 'Wow, didn't think the teme was so touchy-feely...'
'A-Ah! But, Sasuke's sleeping on me! That never happens! Uh... I guess I should wake him up, huh? Ah, Sasuke's gonna kill me if he finds out! What do I do? Think, Uzumaki, think!'
"Don't go...dobe." Sasuke says in his sleep. Naruto flushes. "Y - You're still...drunk..."
'Should I poke him on the forehead? Kakashi-sensei used to do ' a thousand years of death' to get my attention. Should I do that to the teme. Oh, what am I saying? Punch him, Naruto!' He thinks, and slaps Sasuke across the face. He watches with glee, as his pasty face contorts in pain.
He doubles over, laughing wildly, as the devil himself awakens.
"BWAH HAH HAH! In your face, Sasuke! I got you good!" He says, wiping tears from his eyes, "heh, that was so funny, I cried."
Sasuke makes a face at him, even though his eyes are closed. Naruto knows that look. He done goofed up. He stands up from the futon and stretches. In response, Sasuke moves his way around the room to reach the closet, grabbing his old navy blue shirt on accident.
"You're lucky I can't see, baka. Otherwise, I would chidori you through your chest." He raises an arm, indicating he wasn't lying as a little electricity trickled throughout it.
"Again?" Naruto asks, annoyed.
"Yes again. Is this the right one?" Naruto shakes his head, smiling as he picked the grey collared shirt his size and shoved it into Sasuke's chest. "That's for trying to do it the first time," he says with an over confident smirk. Sasuke takes it without exception and tosses his current undershirt aside. Naruto blushes. He'd never seen Sasuke half-naked, aside from missions when they had no choice but to change themselves. They were older now, and still, Naruto couldn't get enough of it.
Sasuke carelessly put on his new shirt, and changed his pajama pants with some help from the blonde. Overall, it was a companiable silence. They sorted out their thoughts of how they're both back in Konoha again. It was quite a relief to everyone that knew them.
Naruto's stomach rumbles.
He laughs sheepishly. "Guess I didn't eat earlier. Maa maa, my mistake." Sasuke snorts beside him.
"No, you're still drunk. And I can't see a thing. Let's order takeout."
"Sweet!"