Title: Dobe
Summary: "Can't that idiot get a clue! I'm trying to tell him something important, here!" Sasuke tries to talk to Naruto. SasuNaru fluff. One-shot.
Rating: K, for slight language.
Pairing: SasuNaru
Warning: Slash. And teeny bit of language.
A/N: I claim no ownership to Naruto and co. I wish I owned Itachi and Sasuke, so that they could have smexy lurve, but that's the way the cheese wheel stinks.
Plot? What plot? It's SasuNaru; it doesn't need a plot. Mostly dialogue, until the end. Reviews are my oatmeal cookies and ramen! - Yes, it ends a tad abruptly, but that's whatI wanted.
"Alright. You know how I've always said that I didn't like ramen?"
"Yeah! What's wrong with you? How can you refuse ramen! Especially Ichiraku ramen, that's the best!"
"…whatever. So, imagine that when I said that I didn't like ramen that I secretly did. Got it?"
"AHA! I KNEW IT! You're a closet lover, aren't you!"
"No, I'm not. Now listen—NARUTO!"
"What?"
"Sit down and listen to me! I always said I never liked ramen. Now, imagine that in fact, I rather liked ramen, no matter how many times I beat up ramen, or called it names. Do you get what I'm saying?"
"…You beat up ramen? You're weird, Sasuke-teme."
"No. You don't get it. I'm not talking about real ramen!"
"You dreamed about beating up ramen? I take it back; you're insane, not weird. That pole up your ass must have skewered your brain too!"
"AARGH!"
"Hm?"
Sasuke grabs Naruto's jacket, the annoyingly orange coat he has threatened many times to burn, and kisses him. It's not a fairytale kiss, full of bubbles and soft fireworks, but hard and awkward. A kiss from a boy to a boy, barely teenagers, one frustrated and the other confused.
He steps back, ready to dart away if need be.
"Oh. That's what you were talking about…"
Sasuke nods, tense. Naruto grabs his shoulder, and he ducks his head, preparing for the inevitable punch.
Naruto kisses him back, just as awkward, but softly. Sasuke relaxes.