The rest of the day went a little like this:
1. I 'accidentally' stuffed a piece of strawberry cake into Sasuke's mouth.
2. Sasuke 'accidentally' smacked the rest of the cake onto my face.
3. We got tired and ate what was left of the cake, then cleaned up and both went to watch a boring TV channel.
4. It stopped raining and Sasuke left, not forgetting to kiss me.
5. Why did I include the kiss? Ignore that please.
Aaaaaand that's about it.
Now I was just sitting in the living room, looking dazed. We actually had fun. I stared at the spot where Sasuke had left, his laughter still fresh in my head.
"Snap out of it, Naruto." I told myself and began to find an object. Any kind of object, and when my hand closed around the remote control I brought it to my head, banging it against it in hopes of making me stop dazing out.
What was I going to do? If I stayed with Sasuke then this would probably happen more than often, but I had live through it when he was in rehab. But the question was, could I live through it again? I shook my head and walked out my apartment. The sky was still grey but at least it stopped raining. Grinning, I walked to the bottom of the steps, looking for my mailbox, and opened it with a small key. "Oh, someone actually wrote to me?" I asked out loud when I saw a scroll that was labeled 'For Naruto Uzumakii'. "Well, that's better than the utility bills, I guess." I muttered and closed the cabinet, then walked up the stairs up to my apartment again, closing the door slowly with a click. Sitting down in the center of the room, I opened the letter.
Dear Naruto,
Sorry about this, you probably don't like to read, and what I have to say is long. This is Gaara of the sand, and you've probably already heard the assignment you could choose to accept or not from Kakashi sensei. I do want you to come to Sand, but it's not all that. I realize your old bond with Sasuke had changed quite drastically, but I just want to remind you. He has lost everything that makes him...him. You're just with the body of Sasuke, he is gone. I'm sorry for putting it so bluntly, but this is my fifth attempt at writing this letter and I guess this is the best word for it. Your loss is beyound what many people has experienced, but knowing you, you're probably still smiling, cheering people up and not letting them know the inner struggles you have, correct?
Well, that's one other reason why I wanted you to come here. Sasuke is just going to become more and more familiar to things this way if you keep this up, and when you finally can't conceal your whole sadness, he'll be freaked out. And you know him, he's mentally unstable at the moment. And probably will be for a long time. Maybe even for the rest of his life. So why don't you stop worrying about him for a year? All your life, it's been Sasuke-this, Sasuke-that.
Can't you see?
He was your model, Naruto, but now you're the one he looks up to the most. You are now his only 'family'. I still remember the visit when I met him again...his eyes were almost worse than before. They were dull, lifeless. You could see that too, could you? But when you came and started to talk, he actually smiled and joked around with you. He actually looked like a human being. Yeah, I know I'm pushing you, and you don't have to accept this mission, but everyone of us know your only other choice, and that choice would make us all regret even letting you think of becoming Sasuke's Anbu.
You're many things, Naruto, but I don't think you can do this. Knowing you, however, now that I've said it, you're probably going to proof me wrong. After all, you're the Leaf's number one unexpected Ninja, aren't you? Ha, well, I must conclude my ramble here, but remember. You're always welcomed in Sand.
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