Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Aspects ❯ Paranoia ( Chapter 1 )

A/N: Aspects is going to be a very simple way for all of you to get to know me. It's a series of drabbles in which either Sasuke or Naruto possesses one of my own personal disturbed quirks. Hopefully some of you find this as entertaining as I do. XD Almost everything they do is something I have done at some point in time.

 

Disclaimer: All Naruto characters © Kishimoto Masashi

 

So without further ado, please enjoy…

 

Aspects

Theme: Paranoia

 

It was warm. Enjoyable. The light press of shoulder to shoulder was pleasant.

 

It was cold. Uncomfortable. The chilly air was relentless about making that somewhat warm spot on his right side just as cold as the rest of him.

 

It was warm.

 

It was cold.

 

It was warm again.

 

It was cold…again...

 

“God damn it, Naruto! Would you stop it?!” Sasuke halted abruptly, the blond in question whining as their arms stretched out, hands still clasped.

 

“I can't, you bastard! You know that!” Naruto glanced down uneasily, not liking his precarious lean over the metal grate in the sidewalk that he was attempting to avoid.

 

For the past ten minutes, they'd been walking in comfortable silence, hands clasped with intertwined fingers as they made their way back to their apartment from their simple Valentine's dinner. Instead of being overwhelmed by the obnoxious commercial aspects of the holiday, they decided that a plain date would be the most entertaining. So, they'd gone to the local Japanese restaurant that they frequented regularly. The only thing perhaps a touch more romantic about the entire evening was that, instead of their normal seats at the sushi bar, they chose to reserve a table that could be made private by sliding paper doors.

 

But that wasn't the issue. The issue is that Naruto is fucking neurotic, Sasuke growled in his head as he watched his boyfriend mulishly refuse to step on the damn grate. The man had an unrealistic fear of the things, obviously under the ridiculous impression that they would cave in beneath him, despite the overwhelming evidence to the contrary. Over all, it was a serious inconvenience, in Sasuke's opinion. They lived in the city. They walked everywhere. The sidewalks were filled with the grates that covered the shafts down to the subway tunnels. You begin to see the problem, yes? So, when Naruto decided he was too much of a wuss to step on one, that meant he had to sidestep them, as they were far too big to jump. No doubt he would if he could, though.

 

And it didn't even stop at Naruto simply avoiding them. Oh no. Naruto had some ridiculously inane notion that he needed to save Sasuke from an equally unlikely fate of plummeting to his early death by pushing him out to the other side of the grate as well. In all, the shove and pull was starting to get beneath his skin in a highly unpleasant way. So Sasuke decided he would fix it. Hair of the dog that bit you, or shock therapy, or some such shit.

 

Instead of doing what a normal person might do (because lord only knows Sasuke and Naruto could never be normal) and letting go of the annoying blond's hand, Sasuke instead tightened his grip and yanked Naruto roughly forward, forcing the shorter man to stumble a couple steps…right onto the metal grate. “There. See? You're still alive.”

 

Sasuke's eyes widened in shock as Naruto instantly froze all movement and released a completely unexpected sob. The next second, Sasuke dragged him all the way across and back onto the pavement. “Idiot! What the hell was that?!”

 

“Sasuke, you're such an asshole! I told you! It freaks me out!” Naruto's last word was voiced in a long, drawn out whine as he peered up pitifully at his brunet boyfriend and Sasuke loosed a groan of frustration, taking a fist and knocking the top of Naruto's head lightly in admonishment.

 

“You are such an imbecile.” Rolling his eyes, he walked past the distraught young man. When he didn't hear footsteps following him, he glanced back to be greeted by a scowl and a stubborn stance. Sasuke sighed in resignation. “What now?”

 

“Apologize, bastard! I could have died!” The words were shouted at him, the angry pout behind them completely obvious.

 

“You were not going to die. Good god, why do you…” Sasuke stopped, massaging the bridge of his nose out of habit with his thumb and forefinger. “How the hell did I ever start dating you? You'd think the pure aura of stupidity that radiates from you would have turned me off.”

 

“Yeah, well your little “I've got an ice pick the size of the fucking Titanic wedged up my ass” attitude isn't exactly something to write home to the folks about either.” Naruto paused, before adding, “Bastard.” for good measure.

 

“Moron.”

 

“Apologize!”

 

“No.” Naruto scowled, but knew he wouldn't get anything else from the insufferable man. With a soft sigh, he stepped around the grate and continued on down the street. As he passed Sasuke, he felt a large hand slip into his, lacing their fingers together, and Sasuke moved into step with him once more. Naruto's lips twitched up unconsciously when Sasuke drew him closer to his body in order to avoid another grate. He gazed up at the strong, beautiful features of his lover and grinned.

 

“Hey, Sasuke?” The brunet made a sound of acknowledgement that Naruto took as permission to continue. “I like our nothing fights.” Sasuke glanced down at Naruto's smiling face, returning the expression with a lower key version of his own.

 

“Hn.”

 

—Owari—

 

I know it's probably not what all of you were hoping for from me but life is unexpectedly busy right now, so hopefully you enjoyed this anyway. :)

 

—Master of the Rebels—

 

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