Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Of Potato's and Angry Lover's ❯ Of Potato's and Angry Lover's ( Chapter 1 )

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Hey Guys...
Long time no see eh? Sorry, I’ve been in a writing slump and I’ve been trying to get myself out of it. So you might be seeing a series of one shots from me for the next little while. XD
Enjoy~


Title: Of Potato’s and Angry Lover’s
Author: Greenie
Chapter: One Shot
Pairing: NaruSasu
Summary: Sasuke’s upset and Naruto doesn’t know why. (Sorry guys no smut, just sweetness)


Of Potato’s and Angry Lover’s


“Baka.... Dobe... Ursura...Ton...Ka...CHI!” Each word uttered darkly into the quiet house was enunciated by a very solid thunk as Uchiha Sasuke took out his frustration on the hapless vegetables he was chopping up for dinner.
“He’s such a... A...” Charcoal eyes narrowing, Sasuke set the knife down, gather the pieces of diced carrots in his hands and angrily threw them into the pot of bubbling water he had on the stove.
There wasn’t a word in existence that could properly describe the idiocy of his fair haired lover who was currently no where to be seen.

“Probably getting drunk...” The slim brunet muttered as he seized a piece of celery from the vegetable box in the fridge and proceeded to chop that too.
“Hokage this... Hokage that... Gotta become the Hokage.. No Sasuke! I can’t take tomorrow off! I need to become Hokage- blah blah blah...” Sasuke spat, his voice a poor imitation of Naruto’s as he did so.
Getting that stick of celery thoroughly chopped, Sasuke tossed those pieces into the pot with the carrots and other vegetables and noodles that could be seen floating in the lightly bubbling water.
With a growl of frustration, the Uchiha turned from the cutting board and made his way over to the spice rack in the corner of the kitchen and grabbed a few random bottles from it.

“And when it’s not Hokage this and that, he’s off doing something with those stupid friends of his!” He snarled, sprinkling spices from each of the bottles into the pot. “What about when he didn’t have any!?” He raged, tossing the spice bottles over onto the counter and furiously sticking a wooden spoon into the pot to stir it, perhaps a bit more forcefully then needed.

Drawing a sudden breath, Sasuke let it out in a low hiss closing his eyes and running a hand through his hair, reminding himself to relax and it wasn’t that big of a deal. Besides, Naruto could do whatever he wanted, it wasn’t like he actually cared and wanted to spend a little time with him.
With a look on his face that he would never admit to being upset, Sasuke turned back to the cutting board and picked up his knife and began cutting the next piece of celery.

“If he wants to go out and make an idiot of himself with the others... Then what do I care?” Scowling Sasuke stopped cutting the celery and glared at it. “It’s not like today was actually important or anything...” He muttered darkly, grabbing a potato from the bin behind him and began peeling it.
“Che...” Deciding that he wasn’t going to be upset anymore (and firmly denying that he was upset in the first place) Sasuke chose to merely glare darkly at the potato’s as he peeled them.

“Whoa... That’s a lot of vegetables Sasuke...” Not expecting his innocent comment to get him backed into a corner with a potato brandished at him, Naruto swallowed, his arms up by his head and flat against the wall innocently as he stared at the smouldering charcoal eyes glaring at him.
“Okay... Okay... Put the tuber down and relax...” Naruto said carefully, wondering what had gotten into his fiery boyfriend this time.

“Arrgh! Don’t make me hurt you!” The slim Uchiha snarled in reply, his dark eyes flashing angrily as he shook said tuber at the blonde.

“Uh... That’s a potato Sasuke...” Naruto told him carefully, daring to move one finger to point at the vegetable held in his fuming lover’s hand.

“I know what it is!” Sasuke raged back, his body shaking and dark eyes briefly flashing crimson.
Swallowing as the potato came dangerously near his face, Naruto chose not to say anything this time and merely stare at his pissed off lover with wide blue eyes.
“Shouldn’t you be off becoming fucking Hokage!” With this final shriek of anger, Sasuke thrust the potato straight into Naruto’s bewildered and open mouth before whirling around and storming from the kitchen angrily, the loud bang of the bedroom door closing signalled where he’d gone and that he was not to be disturbed.

Thoroughly confused, and rightly so, Naruto blinked a few times before lowering his arms and reaching up to pull the potato from his mouth, craning his head around the kitchen doorway to look up the hall towards their bedroom.

“What the hell...?” He questioned quietly. Sure, Sasuke could go off the deep end about some of the weirdest things, but he was never quite so pissy before, usually preferring to just brood darkly, glare at him and thoroughly burn his dinner. He’d never attacked him with a potato before... Or any sort of vegetable for that matter. Actually, now that he thought about it, Naruto couldn’t recall a time in his life where he was ever assaulted by vegetable’s. He’d had fruit thrown at him once a long time ago, but certainly never vegetables.

Noticing the pot bubbling on the stove, Naruto thought it might be a good idea to turn it off for the time being, so heading over to the stove, he quickly turned it off and set the pot of boiling water elsewhere, before setting the potato on the cutting board.
That done, the blonde jounin shuffled awkwardly for a moment, shoving his hands into his pockets with a perturbed look on his face.

“Now... What did I do?” He asked himself quietly, reaching up to scratch his head as he wondered what on earth he could’ve done to make Sasuke so angry. “Is it his birthday? No... that’s in July... Is it my birthday? No... that’s in October...” Muttering to himself Naruto walked over to the calender hanging on the wall and peered at it, rubbing his chin.
“Anniversary? Naw... that’s in November... Hmm...” There wasn’t anything written on the date and it was circled. It wasn’t a holiday and they certainly didn’t have anything planned. Hence the reason he’d gone to hang out with Kiba and Shikamaru and Lee for a while.

Frowning, Naruto turned away from the calender, stepped out of the kitchen and looked a bit apprehensively up the hall.

“Nnn...” Licking his lips, the blonde cautiously began to walk up the hall and stopped outside of the firmly closed bedroom door. Licking his lips again, Naruto lifted his hand and gave the door a tentative knock.
“Sasu-” Breaking off with wide eyes staring at the points of the Senbon a few inches from his nose, Naruto took a few steps backwards.
Six Senbon needles protruded from the door, the wood slightly splintered around each one.
“So... I uh...” The blonde ninja began loudly, clearing his throat. “I guess you’re mad at me?” Probably not the wisest thing to say, but it was the only thing that came to mind.

“No shit sherlock.” Hearing the snarly reply from inside the room, Naruto winced and ran a hand through his hair, sighing and still wondering what he had done.

“Okay, I give up! What did I do Sasuke?” Staying a good distance from the door when he heard some movement in the room on the other side, Naruto swallowed and stared at the doorknob apprehensively.

“What did you do.” Opening the door with this statement, Sasuke glared coldly at his lover, his voice biting. “What did you do. What did the Great Uzumaki Naruto do.” He uttered bitterly, each word making Naruto flinch. “Well, I’ll tell you what you did.” Walking forward, Sasuke gave Naruto a hard poke in the chest, his charcoal eyes smouldering with anger.
“Nothing. That’s what you did.” That said, Sasuke turned from Naruto and all but stomped up the up the hall way.
Blinking, Naruto sputtered for a minute before his blue eyes narrowed and he gave a quiet growl. Hurrying after Sasuke he stopped the other by grabbing his arm and turning him around.

“What the fuck does that mean?” He demanded. “You attack me with a potato and senbon because I did nothing? What the hell!?” Naruto was surprised yet again when his questions were met with a hard slap to the face.

“You can’t take a day off from your quest to become Hokage when I ask you to. But will at the drop of a hat when Kiba does.” Sasuke’s cold and cruel sounding statement was met with a completely flabbergasted look. “You two see more of each other then we do, so why don’t you go over to his house and fuck him every night.” Jerking his arm free of Naruto’s hold, Sasuke gave him one last acidic glare before continuing his angry march to the front door and then out it, leaving behind a thoroughly stunned Uzumaki Naruto.

It was several hours later that Sasuke returned to the house he shared with Naruto.
Not quite as angry as he was earlier, but most certainly not the happiest with the blonde. However, when he returned to a dark, quiet home, the slim brunet sighed and thought that perhaps Naruto had gone off to Kiba’s like he told him too.
Giving his head a shake, Sasuke slipped his shoes off and padded through the house and to the kitchen, recalling the mess he’d made earlier when making a rather hearty vegetably soup.
Flicking the light on, the ANBU was prepared to start cleaning when he was presently surprised.

Blinking, Sasuke looked at the remarkably clean kitchen. All the dishes were done and his earlier mess was non-existent. Seeing the light in the dining room, Sasuke lifted an eyebrow and walked through the kitchen to take a peek. There was no one there, however there was a single candle burning gently on the table setting a soft glow over the cup cake sitting on a small plate at his place at the table.
Walking over, a half smirk, half smile on his face, Sasuke gently set his fingers on the note beside the cupcake.

‘See you tomorrow.’


Owari~