You got a fire and it's burning in the rain,
I thought that it went out, but it's burning just the same.
The next day, Naruto almost had a heart attack when he saw Sasuke sitting at the kitchen table.
Was he dreaming? He probably was dreaming.
"Sasuke?" Naruto questioned quietly, looking at the Uchiha as he sat there silent and unmoving.
"I'm hungry dobe, make me food." Sasuke said, turning to face Naruto's general direction.
Naruto's slight frown turned into a wide grin and a spark of unadulterated glee shot through him.
"I'll make pancakes! You don't mind pancakes do you?" Naruto asked, not waiting for a reply before setting to work by taking out all the ingredients from their respective places in the kitchen.
He saw Sasuke shrug from the corner of his eyes and smiled serenely.
Maybe things would start to look up soon. Sasuke leaving his room after weeks of being in solitude was a massive step. For both of them. It's been too long since Naruto felt anywhere near contended as he felt at that particular moment right then, with Sasuke sitting at the table waiting for pancakes which Naruto was happily making. It felt so domestic and Naruto's heart lept to his throat when he took in the whole situation. It was like the family he never had.
After days of worrying and restless nights, this felt like coming home.
A/N: I don't even know.