Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Recipe for Success ❯ Chapter Two ( Chapter 2 )

Recipe for Success

 

If there was one night that stuck out the most in Sasuke's mind it had to be his wedding night. No, and it wasn't because that was the night that he had lost his virginity. It was because of what happened after the “love-making”…

 

(Flashback)

 

The happy couple stumbled into the room, being careful not break the kiss they were sharing as they made their way to the bed. Sasuke pulled away as he pinned Shizuka on the bed and started to strip off her clothes. He thought he had seen something lacy sticking out of the collar of her dress and that had gotten him excited. Shizuka giggled and stroked his cheek.

 

“Sasuke, you don't need to rush it! We have the rest of our lives to look forward to!”

 

Sasuke grunted as he continued his work. “Eh, give me a break.”

 

Shizuka rested her arms behind her head as Sasuke pulled down the dress to her ankles (his suspicions of something lacy underneath had been correct, by the way). “We'll be happy for the rest of our lives, right?”

 

“I sure hope so,” Sasuke replied, starting to work off the lacy item.

 

The moments after that pretty much consisted of vigorous yet passionate and meaningful lovemaking, an affectionate kiss every five minutes or so, and a quick “I Love You” every ten seconds. Sasuke had also found some certain spots on the girls' body that he particularly liked and would hit them with his mouth just to hear her moan with pleasure and scream out his name. This was surely what heaven was like.

 

A few hours later, Sasuke had woken up to the sounds of heavy sobs made by his partner. Shizuka had been crying. He leaned over and tried for a very long time to comfort her, giving her sloppy kisses on her neck, hitting the “sweet spots” over and over again, saying “I Love You”…but none of it worked. Shizuka continued crying.

 

And after that night, things were never the same between them.

 

(End of Flashback)

 

`She's doing it…again,' Sasuke thought exasperatedly the next morning.

 

The bathroom light was on and the same sobbing he had heard on the wedding night could be heard. What she was always crying about, Sasuke never knew. And if he wanted to find out, he wasn't sure. That was pretty much what every aspect of their relationship was like: uncertainty.

 

He wrapped a bed sheet around his waist and made his way to the bathroom. Shizuka was leaning on the counter, her face buried in her hands and her body shaking. Sasuke leaned against the door way.

 

“Morning,” he said quietly.

 

Shizuka's face shot up and she stared directly at him. “Sasuke…please leave me alone.”

 

Sasuke walked right past her. “Don't worry. I didn't come to bother you. I came to take a shower.”

 

Shizuka sniffled. “So you don't care about me, huh?”

 

A small smile came across Sasuke's face as he gave Shizuka the same half-ass answer she had always given him:

 

“I don't know.”

 

Later that morning, Sasuke trudged along the sidewalk to his teammate's house. Man oh man he never thought he'd see that place again. He quickly knocked on the door.

 

“Hey, you dobe-“

 

He stopped in mid-sentence. Since when did he use that word again? Come on, that was the nickname he had given Naruto ten years ago and yet he was still using it! Sasuke cleared his throat and continued.

 

“-it's me.”

 

A few seconds later the door slowly opened and Naruto walked out, still in his pajamas and very tired looking.

 

“Whaddya want?” He rubbed his eyes.

 

Sasuke tried to hold back his laughter. It really was quite funny seeing a full grown man wear kiddy pajamas and slur his words. He shook his head and regained his composure.

 

“Uh…you get the job.”

 

Naruto quit rubbing his eyes and stared at him. “Really?”

 

Sasuke ran his hand coolly through his hair. “Yeah, aren't I just so generous?”

 

It really was quite unbelievable that Naruto had been tired because he jumped up into the air and cheered.

 

“Yeah! Woo-hoo! I'm gonna be on Food Network some day!”

 

Sasuke turned away from him and rolled his eyes. `In ten years, he still hasn't changed.' He started to walk away.

 

“Be at the restaurant in an hour. You'll start working there right away.”

 

“…Is your wife going to be there?”

 

Sasuke stopped and blinked. He turned back around and glared at Naruto.

 

“Why?”

 

Naruto smiled. “Just wanted to see what kind of chick you bagged! Is she sexy or ugly or skinny or fat or what?”

 

Sasuke turned on his heel. “None of your business.”

 

Naruto pressed on. “So what, you don't like talking about her?”

 

`Exactly.' Sasuke thought, not looking back at his new sous chef. `I don't even like to think about her…'

 

A/N: Sorry sorry sorry! That was really short! (bows down for forgiveness) Please forgive me!