Get a life 14
Naruto woke up looking around him. That was…an odd dream. Not a bad one but…just odd. Naruto hopped out of his sleeping bag, then noticed Sasuke wasn't in bed nor in his room. He decided to shrug it off and began taking off his shirt.
"Morning dooooope…"
Naruto stopped mid way and turned to face Sasuke who was standing in the doorway with a towel wrapped around his waist. Naruto looked at him up and down.
"When was the last time you ate? You're skinny as hell."
Sasuke shook his head a little to snap out of his trance like state.
"Dope, you saw me eat pizza yesterday."
"…You look like a girl on a diet."
He then took his shirt off all the way. Naruto wasn't ripped or anything, after all, he didn't really come off as someone who worked out. But he did have a flat stomach. Smooth chest… Stop staring you moron! Sasuke's inner self yelled at him. Naruto then put on his shirt from yesterday and Sasuke was once again able to focus correctly.
"You gonna stick around for breakfast?"
"Depends-" Naruto smiled at him. "What'cha having?"
"Well knowing Itachi…if he cooks it's going to be German sausages, mashed potatoes and gravy." In the appearance of something TOTALLY inappropriate, Sasuke added to himself, god damn perv.
Naruto then lowered his head and glanced up at Sasuke.
"What if YOU cook it?"
"Eggs."
"That's it?"
"And toast."
"Will I do love toast. Why don't you cook us some?"
"Why don't you make something? You lazy-"
"Do you want your kitchen destroyed?" Naruto chuckled.
"…your just trying to get out of cooking right?"
"They don't call me Naruto for nothing."
Sasuke didn't get the joke, nor did he really want to find out.
"Fine, I'll make us something…"
Naruto smiled in a perky manner. Awesome!
"…I smell food…"
"AND YOU'RE NOT GETTING ANY!"
Sasuke yelled as he pointed a spatula at Itachi as he walked through the kitchen. Naruto sat next to the counter that divided the kitchen from the dining room and smiled. Breakfast time, Breakfast time, all for me, Breakfast time! Naruto hummed in his head as he nibbled on some toast.
"Whaa-?! How come he's getting some!? Oh wait that's right, with the way you two were all love dovey I suppose doing something like this would only be natural…"
Naruto choked on his toast (if that is at all possible).
"Damn it Itachi do you ALWAYS have to be so damn perverse?! Naruto can't cook for shit!"
"Oh? Is that so?"
Naruto smiled and rubbed the back of his neck.
"Last time I tried that my old man and I were making cookies for 'santa'. Told me to go get the butter and melt it. It was frozen from being in the freezer so I asked him for how long to heat it up for. He said "Well how long do YOU think?". He should of realized that if I had to ask I really didn't know."
"So how long did you heat it up for?"
"15 minutes?" Sasuke nearly dropped the spatula. Naruto chuckled nervously "Yeah, microwave stopped working after that…did you know that you can in fact burn butter?"
"Only you would know something like that."
Sasuke sighed as he flipped the eggs. Thank GOD he's not cooking. Who knew he was THAT bad?
"Take it you don't take packed lunchs then?"
"Hm? Oh yeah I do."
"So your parents make it for you?"
Naruto paused and bit his bottom lip.
"Jiriya doesn't make lunches for me."
Itachi raised a brow as he noticed Naruto's actions and choice of words. The kids real parents died and someone else was raising him. Subject is emotional, do not bring up again.
"So if that's that case…what do you eat during lunch time?"
"Ramen!"
Sasuke was twitching at him.
"Bull shit."
"Huh?"
Sasuke then walked up to him and lifted Naruto's shirt up and caused him to "ek!"
"How the hell can you eat that crud and still have a flat stomach?!"
Sasuke then placed his hand on him and ran it down his stomach. Naruto shivered as he leaned back and clinched his hands to the back of the chair. Sasuke's hands were really warm… and surprisingly soft. Sasuke's hand paused and he looked up at Naruto and their gaze just seem to stay there.
"Now, leeean in and-"
"Oh for crying out loud!"
Sasuke then turned around to fiddle with the eggs on the stove. Itachi pouted in his seat.
"You're no fun."
Sasuke then slammed the plates next to him and began putting some eggs on them. He then handed Naruto a plate.
"Huh? Where's Itachi's?"
"I said I wasn't making him any."
"Oh what a cruel heartless being you are. Letting your own brother starve!"
"Uh, if you want you can have some of mine."
"Hm, oh no thanks." He smiled at Naruto for the kind jester.
"Then what the hell was up with all that bitching!?" Sasuke complained.
Itachi sighed.
"It's the thought that counts…"
Naruto chuckled as he began digging into the eggs. It had been a while…since he had this…Hmmmm, eggs….
"So Naruto, you planning on staying longer? It is after all the weekend…"
"Can't, I got a job."
Now that got Sasuke's attention.
"Mind getting Sasuke one of those? He needs to get out of the house."
Sasuke glared at him and Naruto laughed.
"I don't think the Teme here would like it."
"Even better."
Sasuke twitched. Could his brother NOT be an ass? Just this once? He then noticed Naruto looking at him.
"I'm not wearing glasses…"
"You really should-" Sasuke then took a sip of his OJ and Naruto looked away with the sliiiightest blush on his face and spoke softly "they look good on you." Aaand spat out the OJ nearly choking on it. Sasuke began pounding onto his chest.
"You kay?"
"Choking…oj…what you think?" Sasuke coughed.
Naruto patted Sasuke on the back and looked at Itachi.
"I'm afraid the kind of job I do doesn't really get one outside much."
"Oh?"
"I have an online website where people can go to and request cosplay."
"Cosplay?!" Itachi's eye's perked up "Do you mean like for con's and stuff?!"
"Yep, turns out I'm really good at it. I even make stuff for the school plays, if the fabric is provided. Heck, I get paid and get to keep the extra's too."
"Awesome…" Itachi was in awe. Naruto raised a brow.
"You're thinking of a cosplay you want aren't you?"
"Hellsing…"
"$125 or around $200 for a really nice set."
Itachi pondered then realized something.
"Hey wait a sec are you apart of SmartBlonds Comp. per chance?"
Naruto's eyes widened.
"Uh, yeah…"
"Dude you're cosplay's are awesome!" he then leaned over and wrapped an arm around Sasuke and pointed at him "Teach him how to do that!"
Sasuke twitched. Ah hell he was gonna learn something sissy like making cute little cosplays for over the top anime fans! Naruto looked at Sasuke.
"Actually…I was kinda hoping to use him as a model…"
Sasuke froze.
"A…A model?"
"Well yeah, I'd be lying if I said you didn't look good."
HE WANTS HIM TO BE A MODEL CAUSE HE LOOKS GOOD!? Itachi squealed.
"Only if I get pic-tuuures~!"
Sasuke snapped at him.
"Ah like hell there'd be pictures!"
"But teme, that would be the point! I would be using you as advertisement for my work."
Somehow that just made it seem less exciting. Sides who knows what the hell the dope would force him to wear.
"Pass."
Naruto sighed.
"I figured as much." He then grabbed another piece of toast. "Welp, I'm off." And with that started towards the door. "Later!" and with that left.
There was silence.
"He thinks you look gooood."
"Shut up."
"He thinks your hooooot."
"I said shut up."
"And I bet, he wants to, to to to to go to bed with you~"
"I swear to god if you don't shut up right now I'll-!"
"And make lots of babies too~"
"YOU'RE F-ING DEAD!"
And thus began chasing Itachi through out the house and beating the ever living shit out of him. …what a lovely Saterday…