Naruto Boyfriend Scenarios

When They're Sick

Special Guest: Rock Lee

Naruto Uzumaki:

Finally finished with work, you headed straight to Naruto's, wanting to spend some quality time with your beloved boyfriend. Arriving at his door, you knocked, waiting for him to open it up so you could collapse tiredly into his arms. But no one came. You knocked again, and when you still received no response, you tried the doorknob. It was open. Naruto never left his door open. He claimed that his games were too expensive to risk it. You stepped in, a little worried now. "Naruto?" you called, walking through the hallway to the living room. You heard a soft groan come from the couch, and upon inspection, you found Naruto laying there, looking exhausted. Beside him was a pile of tissues and a box. You leaned down and placed the back of your hand on his forehead, then decided he was sick. Smiling, you poked his cheek and watched his eyes flutter open. "(Y/N)?" he asked, confused, but you only picked him up, carrying him down the hall easily. His eyes widened, "Woah, you're strong!" You chuckled, laying him in his bed. "I'll be back with some soup, kay?" you said, but when you came back, he'd used up another couple tissues, and was sound asleep. You set the soup on the table beside his bed and sat down in the living room to watch something until he was up again.

Sasuke Uchiha:

You and Sasuke were training together, like usual, but you were getting more and more irritated by the second. Sasuke was very obviously sick. He kept stopping to sniff or have a coughing fit, leaning onto his knees. But whenever you'd tell him he should go in and lay down, he'd argue, claiming that he was not sick because he didn't get sick. That made you scoff, but he ignored you, standing up straight to start again. He lasted another 3 minutes before he went into another coughing fit, and you'd had enough. "Sasuke Uchiha, you are going to get your ass inside and lay down so I can take care of you, because you are sick, and you know it!" you yelled in frustration, and he froze, staring at you incredulously. A flush rose on his cheeks, and he nodded, walking rather stunned back to the apartment. You went to yours, since it was closer, and he did what you said and laid down on the couch while you fetched a few things. After covering him with a blanket, you set a box of tissues next to him, then kissed his forehead lovingly. He felt warm when you kissed him, but you couldn't tell if it was because he blushing or if it was because he was running a fever. Taking it as a fever, you asked, "Do you want a cool washcloth for your head?" He shook his head though, and rolled over, hiding his face in the couch. "Demanding woman," he grumbled, which made you laugh.

Gaara of the Sand:

Gaara had been in his office all day. The only time he had taken a break was this morning when he came to your apartment to wake you for work. After work, you went to the kazekage's office, not knowing he'd been there for awhile. When you came in, after knocking politely of course, his red head was lain atop his desk. You tried to be quiet as you creeped over, but he heard you still. His head shot up, almost startled-like. His face was flushed slightly, and his teal eyes were drooping and exhausted. He blinked a few times at you, then looked back down to the stacks of paper on his desk. His brow furrowed, and for a moment it seemed like he was almost disappointed. "Enter," he spoke quietly, picking up his pen, only to have it snatched from his hand. He attempted to throw a glare at you, but it held more tired irritation than malice. Tossing his pen back on his desk, you glided back to stand behind him and run your fingers through his hair. The second you touched the locks he leaned into your touch, eyes slipping closed. While playing with his hair, you said, "You're coming home." He tried to shake his head but even he knew arguing now was futile. "Come on baby, " you whispered and pulled him up, letting him fall into your arms as you took him home to bed.

Kiba Inuzuka:

The sound of your phone ringing jolted you from your slumber. For a moment, you thought it was your alarm, and you thought it was going to be one of those days, but then your head cleared a little, and you recognized your ringtone. Not even thinking twice, you fumbled for your iPhone on your bedside table and answered the call, already knowing who would be on the other line. "(Y/N)?" Kiba asked, voice rough. Who else would call you at two in the morning? Sadly, this had become a habit of Kiba's. "Yeah?" you asked, trying to get your eyes to adjust to the darkness. His next words came out a whine almost as pitiful as Akamaru's, "I don't feel good." You sighed, "Really Kiba?" There was a silent moment, and then he responded, "I threw up earlier and I don't feel good. Please come over..." You sighed once more, then got up. You grabbed a few things on the way out the door, then headed to Kiba's. When you got there, you realized that he wasn't lying, he looked terrible. He was draped across a chair in his living room, the red streaks on his cheeks bright in comparison to his pale face. You couldn't help but smile when he made grabby hands at you, though. You made your way to him, then pushed him to the couch, which would be way more comfortable than that chair. Next, you set a bowl next to him, brushing your hands off. You were just about to sit down when Kiba added softly, "Um, (Y/N)? Akamaru just threw up."

Kakashi Hatake:

You had to admit, you weren't ecstatic when you found out Kakashi had the flu. But that can be fixed. What you were really bothered about was the fact that he'd deliberately hidden it from you. Iruka was the one to tell you, and when he did he covered his mouth in shock and begged you not to tell Kakashi. You stormed over to your boyfriend's place at once, opening the door angrily. "Kakashi?" you called checking the living room. He wasn't there, so you checked the bedroom next. Bingo. "(Y/N)? What are you doing here?" You set down your bag and started rifling through it, having packed everything you'd need in it before you came. "I'm here," you paused, slamming down a water bottle on his bedside table, "to take care of you, because," another slam, this time cold/flu medication, "apparently my boyfriend has decided to not let me know when he needs my help." He groaned irritatedly, rubbing his sleepy eyes, "I don't want you here because you'll get sick, and then I'll be angry at myself." You waved him off, handing him the bottle and the medication, "Take it. Or else." The look on your face told him not to even try, so he took it without a word. You smiled innocently, "Thank you! I'll be in the living room if you need anything!"

Shino Aburame:

He tried, he really did. He tried so hard to hide the fact that he was sick. You'd been on your way to the forest for a trip to some insect infested place, and he didn't want to jeopardize your exciting plans. Poor Shino though, he couldn't help it. He muffled his coughs as best as he could into his sleeve, and tried not to sniff often. But you, being the amazing ninja girlfriend you were, caught them easily. "Shino?" His hmm? sounded rough, like something was stuck in his throat. "Where is this place again?" He hesitated, taking a moment to compose his voice before rasping out, "Just north of-" That's as far as he got, then he cut off, failing at holding his coughs back. "Yeah, that's what I thought. Turn around, we're going back." At that moment, the brunette was the loudest you'd ever heard as he burst into a fountain of complaints and objections. When at his place, you made him sit on the couch so you could get the antibiotics needed. You gave him a bottle of water and he took them, grumbling the whole time. Having his trip canceled and being sick, the Aburame looked miserable. You felt a little guilty now...To make it up to him, you placed your hands on his shoulders and started rubbing circles into them. I guess you're better at massages than you thought, because Shino was soundly asleep after 5 minutes, all tuckered out.