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Who: Uchiha Sasuke (breaking_bonds) and Uzumaki Naruto (checkdisoutmofo)!
When: Later tonight.
Where: At Naruto’s house.
Rating: I… have no idea.
Warnings: Nothing too drastic. LET’S SEE HOW IT TURNS OUT? Probably angst, idk. Haha.
Summary: Naruto invites Sasuke over for some ramen and a walk!

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[breaking_bonds]

Sasuke didn't wait to be let in, nor did he expect Naruto to be anywhere else but waiting patiently. While he knew he would come to regret the decision to come here, the idea that Naruto would give him peace for one week, one whole week, was enough to entice anyone. Not that he was worried about the shinobi finding him, oh no; he hadn't been able to find him back home, and although this place was smaller, the outcome would prove the same. This was more... of a stress relief. One less headache in this damn city

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Naruto eventually found two pairs of chopsticks in the drawer of his nightstand. He had gotten the new chopsticks earlier that morning when Sasuke had agreed to meet up with him, thinking to himself what a considerate guy he was. He put so much thought into everything, to the last detail. He felt satisfied with himself, but would it be enough? It had to be enough.

Gripping the chopsticks tightly, he closed his eyes, envisioning his entire former team, including Sasuke. He would give anything, anything, to have his family back. He wanted everyone to be happy again and for once, he wanted to be selfish and be happy again, too

[breaking_bonds]

Sasuke cracked open one eye, watching Naruto come in as easily as could be even though the nerves were obvious to anyone with two eyes. Nervous. Anxious. Worried. It almost made the Uchiha laugh that someone was that concerned over impressions long since made and etched in stone.

He waited for the loud yell. He waited for a hug. Waited for movements and motions and being tackled to the floor.

Instead, there was more of that nervous ease that was trying ohsohard to be comfortable and failing miserable.

"You shouldn't leave your door unlocked."

One slender, calloused hand rose, took the offered chopsticks and slid them between his fingers. This was a little more like home, something that was strangely comforting and frightening in the same breath; to be relaxed here would be to get sloppily, detained and deterred like any train, and those were things he couldn't afford with Itachi here. When would Naruto realize that? When would he se--

Never. He doesn't want to see. He doesn't want to see anything that breaks his perfect little

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"Gaah, shut up!" Naruto retorted on reflex, beaming despite himself. "Who locks their doors when they're home, anyway?!"

He failed to mention that he usually forgot to lock his doors even when he wasn't home. It wasn't like he had anything of value that was worth stealing, right? If he came home to find someone had chosen his house as a suitable shelter, he'd probably gladly share as long as they weren't… y’know, a jerk.

He eyed Sasuke carefully, relieved that he was physically okay, or so it seemed. He had mainly wanted to see him to ensure that his physical state was fine.

As he made his way around the table to take a seat, he secretly watched Sasuke from the corner of his eye as he took a bite of the ramen. He couldn't restrain the wide smile that spread across his face, overjoyed by the fact that he had shown up and actually ate the food he had gotten specifically for him. Sasuke hadn’t said anything, but he felt appreciated. It was almost surreal, seeing him again. He wanted to reach out and touch him just to make sure it