Pairing: NaruSasu; MinaKushi
Warning: Fluff and slang, yet again.. Perhaps some typing mistakes, but I'll get around to fixing them soon.
Disclaimer: Nope, Naruto does not belong to me. Nor does Valentines. Nor does... whatever else I don't posses.
Summary: Sasuke is finally, finally going to visit Naruto... That's it. No seriously, that's all there is to it. Just fluff and stuff, coz I'm not really good at smut. (That rhymed!)
A/N: Written for the SNS 2K15, February. A bit latter than I planned, but I did plan to put it up after the Valentines. All in all, this is kinda like a continuation to the January, and I have a plan where all the events/months are going to be connected. Don't ask how, that would be spoiling. And we all hate spoilers... You do, you just don't know it yet.
A little ten year old boy was standing on his chubby feet, perfectly still and with his back stiff and proud. As was natural for an Uchiha. His pristine, perfectly ironed clothes gave him an image of a man on a mission, what with his mother dressing him in a miniature suit. Again.
Not that he minded... much.
Truth be told, Sasuke Uchiha was quaking in his spot, right in front of the door of his most precious, cherished friend, tightly gripping the belated Valentine's chocolate. He hoped Naruto wasn't too mad at him for not arriving in Konoha when he was supposed to, earlier in the month.
And frankly? He was nervous.
Even though they regularly spoke on the phone in the evenings, this would actually be the second time they met, face to face, since that New Years party.
And Sasuke was terrified Naruto would find him too boring, too ordinary and too grown up for his liking, like the other kids in school did. He was a single step away from bolting from the door step, but Itachi's heavy hand on his shoulder kept him steady and positioned.
The same beautiful red headed lady from the party, Naruto's mother, opened the door to their moderate, yellow painted house, wearing a green dress and a smile that looked much like Naruto's.
Sasuke's heart thumped a bit, he admits. The lady was truly beautiful and sophisticated, but he could tell it was in the entirely different manner from his mother.
She grinned, opening the wooden door widely.
"Howdy! Y'all must be Sasuke an' Itachi Uchiha, right'o? Hope you ain't much tuckered out by the road!" She drawled all that out with her melodic voice, moving aside to let them come in.
Itachi bowed deeply, Sasuke following suit.
"It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance Mrs. Namikaze."
"Nu-uh, it's Uzumaki thou. Didn't wanna be tied up with that wussy name."
Mrs. Uzumaki chuckled, waving her hand behind her.
"Come come, Naruto's at the tank, he'll be right over. He was happy as a gopher in soft dirt when he heard you comin."
They followed her through the mazes of her cluttered hallway up until they came to a homey looking living room, wrapped in yellow, red and orange pillows, blankets, rugs, tapestries and drapes. Sasuke quickly zoomed his eyes onto the family pictures littering the walls and coffee tables; some were of Naruto's parents alone, many of the three and much, much more of Naruto with some random people or riding horses.
There was a pleasant, warm feeling in his chest whenever Sasuke saw just how happy Naruto was. He didn't know why, but he somehow felt Naruto truly deserved this.
"Minato's up in the kitchen. We were just fixin' tuh dinner, y'a boys wanna join in?"
"Ah, we couldn't really Mrs. Uzumaki..." Itachi started skillfully refusing, but she just waved his words away.
"Nuff of that, Itachi. You boys are mah baby's buds, tis' really nuthin'."
Minato Namikaze, Naruto's father and apparently the mayor of this beautiful city, appeared on the doorway, wearing a pink apron and a soft smile on his face.
"Kushina-chan, please stop confusing the poor boys and go take over the meat. You know that oven and I really don't have that good of a relationship."
Sasuke blinked slowly at the grown up version of Naruto, amazed that he could hear such clean accent from the man. Kushina giggled, waltzed over to her husband, kissed his cheek giddily and strode out of the room.
Itachi bowed yet again, with Minato returning the curtsies properly.
"It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance Mr. Namikaze. Father told me so much about you."
Sasuke wasn't aware father knew Naruto's father.
Minato smiled, gesturing the boys to sit down.
"Ah yes, you are Fugaku's boys? No wonder, you both look so much like him."
At Sasuke's multiple owlish blinks, Minato giggled.
"If you are wondering however am I speaking this cleanly or however do I know your father, the answer is simple. Even though I was born in Konoha, I spent most of my life in Tokyo, where I met Fugaku and Mikoto, whilst in university."
Aaaaah, that explained things. It looked like Naruto inherited everything but Kushina's looks from her.
He had her smile though... and her twinkling eyes too.
The three spent couple of minutes chatting, mostly Minato asking about Itachi's university works and Sasuke peering into every one of Naruto's picture, before the very boy he was waiting for entered the room like a storm.
"Pops! Pops! Ya gotta try 'Ruka's balls, they're... Hey Sas'ke!"
Naruto's eyes got unbelievably big, before he jumped onto his pale friend, encircling him into his sweaty arms. Just like this lovely February day, Naruto was warm and sunny, though he smelt like dirt a bit.
Sasuke still accepted the hug, happy Naruto didn't act like a stranger. He didn't know how he would handle it.
Two boys stood there, hugging each other and oblivious to anyone other than them in the room.
That is, until Kushina's voice rang through the house.
"Dinner!"
During the lunch they shared, Minato and Kushina focused all of their attention on making everybody engage into conversation, whilst Naruto went from regaling everybody his day at Iruka-sensei's, his adventures with the ducks at the pond and translating Kushina's and his slang into Sasuke's ear, almost inaudibly, not to embarrass him. Though Sasuke was starting to feel a bit light headed due to Naruto's warm breath on his skin so often.
When lunch was done and over, the two boys ran off into Naruto's room, where they proceeded with taking an afternoon nap, which Naruto said was an absolute must after Momma's dinner. Or something alike, Sasuke was still wobbly with his speech, even after checking the slang vocabulary for days back at home.
"Hey Naruto?"
"Uh-huh?" The fair haired boy said, lazily biting on a piece of grass he found somewhere.
Sasuke blinked. Four times, just in case.
"Umm, you know how Valentines was a week or more ago?"
He was whispering, and his voice was cracking a bit, but Sasuke stood his ground.
"Eh? Valentines? Wazzdat?"
Four more blinks.
Feeling his neck heating up, he took a deep breath, calming down his frazzled nerves, and spoke yet again.
"I told you about it, remember? How it was a day a special someone gives their special someones chocolates."
Well, that was the toned down version, but it should work. He wasn't that ready to come out and say his true feelings yet...
"You dun't say."
"Uh-huh. February 14th, remember?"
Naruto squinted his eyes, turning his head to look at Sasuke from beside him on his comfy bed. And oh so inviting.
"Aaaa, yeah. Karin gave me sum, I reckon."
Karin? Who the hell was Karin?!
Sasuke sat up in bed, his face paler, his eyes wider and his pulse quicker. Naruto gave him a comic look.
"What's got you all choked up?"
"Who. Is. Karin?"
Naruto, perhaps hasn't noticed, or pretended not to, Sasuke's hard tone, answered with a grin.
"Oh, she's my cousin! Momma's side."
Ah, ok. Cousin. That's good, for a minute Sasuke thought... He began relaxing, his shoulders slumping a bit, before he remembered his mission. Grabbing the box of chocolate he his under the bed just minutes prior, he pushed into Naruto's hands, turning away his head and pouting out his lips.
"So here! Take them!" Blushing furiously, like those idiotic girls in those soap operas his mother watches, Sasuke waited with a baited breath for Naruto to say something.
Instead he got an armful of a blonde boy, trying to smother him with a death grip.
"Thanks Sas'ke! I love ya too!"
"What?! I never said I..." He tried refuting, going redder and redder by the seconds, before giving up and simply snuggling himself further into his most precious persons arms.
"I... Okay."
He had half of a mind to throw a fit when Itachi barged into the room, urging him to prepare for a trip home, but relaxed when Naruto promised to visit him next month.
Kushina giggled when Sasuke clenched his arms around Naruto one last time before going away.
"Dun't worry Sasuke-kun! I'll get this lil' twerp a cell, so ya could talk more!"
Sasuke didn't want to count how much he blushed today, but was glad to found Naruto's cheeks held a pinkish tint to them this time.
"Momma!"
A/N: TAADAAAH! ENDE. No really, end of the chapter. You gotta wait for March to roll around if you want another one.