Something To Live For ❦ NaruSasu

Four

The next day, Sasuke decided to head out again. He didn't know where to go, but he didn't want to be home.

He began walking, but suddenly, a familiar car pulled up beside him.

"What the hell do you want, Naruto?" He sighed irritatedly when the car stopped. "I thought I told you to stay away."

"I don't give up that easy," Naruto told him, repeating the words he'd said to himself the night before with a bright, irritating smile and a wink.

"Of course you don't," Sasuke grumbled, continuing to walk down the side of the road. Naruto followed along side of him.

"Have lunch with me!" Naruto shouted cheerily all of a sudden. Sasuke just wanted to punch him.

"Why the hell do you have to be so damn annoying?"

"Please Sasuke?"

Sasuke's eye twitched. He didn't ask for this. He wanted to just kill himself in peace, but then this blond idiot had to waltz into his life and ruin everything.

"If I say yes yet again, will you finally leave me alone for once? That's all I want."

Naruto thought about it for a brief moment. "How about I don't make any promises so you won't be more pissed later, when I would've ended up breaking said promises," he replied cheekily, chuckling.

Sasuke sighed, shaking his head. He then got inside the car. "Just go, idiot," he murmured, frowning.

Naruto grinned before driving off. They went to a small cafe nearby for lunch. They sat across each other at a small table after ordering.

Sasuke took a small bite of the fresh spinach and tomato in his salad, not really in the mood to talk all that much.

"So," Naruto commenced, taking a sip of his tea. "Tell me about yourself."

Sasuke raised an eyebrow. "What do you want to know, exactly?"

Naruto shrugged. "Tell me the story of your life," he said, smiling happily, and Sasuke snorted. "Tell me what's on your mind. What do you think about? How old are you? When's your birthday and what's your favorite color? Who is Sasuke Uchiha?"

"Hn, well there's not much to tell."

"Tell me whatever there is to know about you."

Sasuke sighed. "Well, my parents died when I was young, and so my brother has taken care of me. I never had any real friends because none of them actually cared about me as a person. Over time, I began to realize what a waste of time life actually is. Like I said before, life just isn't worth living. My life became dull, and I found myself becoming somewhat devoid of any emotions other than anger or irritation, and the occasional sadness/depression."

"But life is worth living though. Why can't you see that?"

Sasuke didn't answer, so Naruto decided to ask something else.

"How old are you?" He asked then, smiling a little.

"Eighteen," Sasuke responded, taking another bite of his salad.

"Same here." Naruto finished the noodles he had, setting the bowl aside.

"Hn."

"For me, I didn't have any friends until the end of middle school," Naruto began, chewing on his lip. "But three years ago, I met my best friend. He and I… we just… connected, I guess. And I just… well anyway, I…"

Sasuke stared at the blond, waiting for him to continue.

"I have some good friends now who look out for me and stuff, and I'm happy. I enjoy living life, and I want to make you enjoy living it, too. I want to change your mind about life."