Something To Live For ❦ NaruSasu

Three

They arrived at Naruto's home a little bit later. It was getting late, and the sky began to clear up.

When the two walked in, Sasuke noticed a red headed woman cooking what appeared to be dinner, a blond man sitting at the table, reading a newspaper, and a white haired man and blonde woman also sitting at the table, talking with smiles on their faces.

"Naruto, honey, welcome h—" The red haired woman began, cutting herself short as she noticed the raven following her son into the house. She set the frying pan down and stepped towards her son and the other boy. "Naruto, who's this?"

Naruto offered her a smile. "New friend," he said shortly, not bothering to elaborate.

The woman narrowed her eyes slightly at her son. "But what's his name?" She asked then, hoping to get some kind of real answer. Naruto didn't really bring home friends anymore.

"It's Sasuke, Mom," Naruto sighed, grabbing Sasuke's wrist after taking off his shoes. He headed for the stairs, but his mother stopped him.

"How did you two meet?" She inquired, smiling a bit.

"Kushina," the blond man at the table chuckled. "Leave the boy alone."

"She's just excited, Minato," the white haired man laughed, before his laugher died and he frowned. "Son, the kid hasn't brought home a friend in a while you know. Perhaps she was worried he hadn't gotten over what happened with his last real best friend."

"Shut up, Jiraiya, don't let Naruto hear you," the blonde woman whisper-shouted, smacking her husband's arm.

"Alright, Tsunade, don't get so upset," Jiraiya told her, chuckling a little, and Tsunade calmed down a bit, but not without glaring at the man beside her first.

Naruto's father let out a sigh. "I know Kushina was worried," he murmured, setting the paper down. "Frankly, I worry about Naruto all the time, but he does need his space."

"Understandable," Jiraiya said quietly, looking over at Kushina.

Kushina stared at her son and the boy he was with. There was something about this boy that worried Kushina. He gave off a depressing vibe. She didn't like it. It felt too familiar.

"We're going upstairs to get dried off," Naruto told her, snapping her out of her thoughts. "We'll be back down for dinner in a minute. Promise."

She could only nod helplessly as the two made their way up the stairs. She stood there a moment, frowning.

Suddenly there was arms around her waist and lips on her cheek. She smiled at her husband, who hugged her from behind.

"Don't worry about Naruto," he told her softly, smiling. She let out a sigh.

"It's just," she whispered, and Minato looked at her, waiting for her to continue speaking. "Did you see that boy? He just…"

Minato still waited for her to finish, but she only shook her head.

"I just don't want my baby getting hurt again," she uttered quietly, tears forming in her eyes.

It was Minato's turn to sigh. He didn't want that either, but he didn't think she needed to worry so much. "It'll be okay, darling." He kissed her on the lips softly, calming her a little. The two went back into the kitchen after that.

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Naruto looked for something dry for the both of them to wear, but Sasuke refused any clothes Naruto offered him. Naruto asked him why he was declining everything Naruto offered.

"I barely know you," Sasuke reminded the blond with a sigh. "We literally just met like an hour or two ago at most. Besides, I want to go home. My brother is there."