Kiba dude i'm wasted.

lemme crash ur house?

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wtf fine! but be rly quiet

I have a surgery tomorrow morning!

-.-

His skull was almost cracking in two, he couldn't feel his mouth and he was sure a stampede of elephants trampled all over his body because even breathing hurt. Those were all clear signs of a terrible hangover that was threatening pull last night's dinner out of his throat. His stomach making weird twists wasn't making matters any simpler either. And my God, the suuuuuuun—it buuuuurns—he squinted his eyes and let out a long sigh, tapping down the familiar twist on his throat by inhaling and exhaling very slowly.

Knowing that it was only a palliative method and he'll have to vomit sooner or later, with a groan, he motioned his upper body to stand. The only problem about it is that for some reason, his body refused to obey him. Damn, he might be more plastered than he thought. With some extra effort, he tried to move again. Nothing.

He attempted to separate his arms when he noticed that his wrists were tied. One eyelid opened in slow, excruciating seconds as he grunted from the blinding light bathing his eyesight, confirming at last that a plastic seal was indeed binding his wrists. He had a nagging suspicion that his legs were bound too, if the constriction of movements was any indication.

With a sigh, he grunted. "Kiba! Alright, you got your laugh, now untie me man!" He threw his head to the back. "C'mon! Don't you have to perform that surgery this morning? Your sister is going to kill you if you arrive late, and the client will sue you if you don't fix their precious dog right away! Time is tickin' man!"

He waited for a few seconds and yelled. "Kiba, man! Untie me, c'mon! I don't know why are you taking so long, it can't be 'cuz I was noisy last night! I'm sure I didn't even bump on anything, I was dead quiet, fuck! I swear to God if you—"

*Meow*

"…meow?" Blue eyes blinked confusedly, noticing that a light weight landed on his stomach. Soft paws strutted through his upper body till he saw the kitten's black face looking at him. The kitten used its front paw to swat his nose as he mumbled. "W-wait, I think I'm gonnasne—" He sneezed twice in a row, causing the kitten to scramble away.

Another meow caught his attention until he saw another kitten; this time grey colored, staring upside down at him. Once perused enough, the kitten began playing with his blond spikes as the other one joined soon enough, while he was increasingly befuddled about all this. "Kiba, since when you'd adopt some cats? I mean, whoa, you love dogs since forever and isn't Akamaru going to be jealous 'bout it…"

"Indra. Ashura. That's enough, come over here." A velvety baritone voice rung in the living room, his eyes instantly searched for its source. The kittens jumped and sauntered away, approaching to a pair of feet while they rubbed themselves on his legs.

Further bewildered, he raised his head even with his limited movement, his vision trailing from the long toned legs, visible even through the loose sweatpants, crossed arms that showed his muscles, pale skin to the oval shaped face that showed striking features beneath a midnight hair, sharp dark eyes and thin lips that adorned an aristocratic look.

His mouth hung low puzzled as he blurted out the first question that rose in his head.

"Who the hell are you?" He then realized that this stranger barked the same words at the same time.

He shook his golden hair. "Wait, that's my line."

Graphite eyes narrowed. "You invaded my house last night, I'm calling the police right now."

"What?! You're not making any sense dude, I—where's Kiba?" He grunted, struggling to free his wrists.

"Who is this Kiba you keep talking about? Give up, I made sure I tied well around your limbs you idiot." The dark-haired man grunted observing him squirming on the sofa.

Cerulean eyes froze, a cold sweat running on his back. Maybe this weirdo kidnapped him while he was inebriated, then tied him up so he'd—Oh Gooood, he's too young to die! His stomach made other sick twists that reminded him that he was still suffering from his hangover, so he gathered another deep breath to calm him down.

Soft steps cautiously approached as the stranger muttered. "Are you okay? You look…pale."

"Not as pale as you are…" He bit back the automatic retort, though he was comforted that this man didn't appear to be a bad person. Wait. Then… "Ah hah. Ah ha hahaha…"

He continued his laughter as the brunet took some careful steps back, crossing his arms. "What?"

Trying to adjust his constricted position on the sofa, he said. "Alright, tell Kiba that this was funny. I gotta say, that's the best prank he ever did till now. Tying me up and moving me to this house, you're probably Kiba's friend right? Anyways, you guys had your laugh, now can you untie me 'cuz I can't feel my hands…"

"What are you talking about?" The stranger straightened up.

The other young man was now completely confused. "What are you talking about? Ok, c'mon, 't was funny the first few minutes but if you're gonna continue faking it that's just lame. Untie me man. You're friends with Kiba right?"

"I already told you that I don't know anyone named Kiba." Was the deadpanned retort.

"…wha…" Question marks filled all over his head when the grey colored kitten decided to settled on his body, curling around his chest and preparing itself for a nice nap. He used this moment to scrutinize on its owner face, the way his dark eyes were narrowed and his lips curled downwards, looking as puzzled as he was. It didn't seem that he was lying so, with a growing dread in his heart he muttered. "Why the hell am I here?"

"That was supposed to be my question!" The other one retorted, equally incredulous. He clapped his hands, drawing the attention from the grey kitten. "Ashura, come here and stay far away from this lunatic."

"Hey you bastard, I'm not a lunatic! I just have no idea what the hell am I doing in here!" He met a sarcastic silence back and barked out. "Asshole! I'm not crazy, I was just drunk last night!"

"That doesn't warrant you to waltz in my house out of the blue you dumbass. Or into anyone's house for the matter."

"Well, maybe I—" A light bulb went off and he groaned. "Ok, where am I?"

A dark eyebrow was raised, as if the stranger was seriously contemplating his sanity. "I already told you, in my ho—"

He scowled, his arms itching to deliver a punch if only he wasn't tied up. "I know that you ass. I meant by address. A-d-d-r-e-s-s."

The other man harrumphed. "Oakmond street, 299."

Realization finally dawned on his face. "Oooooooh—you're that friggin' annoying anal retentive neighbor that Kiba always complained about!" He zipped up his mouth when he noticed a growing darkening aura around the stranger.

"Say again?"

He cleared his throat in an attempt mollify the situation. "Anyways…um…Sasuke is your name right? Untie me? Please?"

Dark eyes glared. "What's the guarantee that you're not some crazy criminal that will kill me if I do so?"

"Me? C'mon, do I look like some mentally unstable weirdos that would stab anyone out of nowhere? No! I'm just an innocent guy, friend of children and defender of the weak, believe it! Now fuckin' untie me." As Sasuke was still unmoved from his position, he added. "I swear, I won't do any harm. This is just a misunderstanding."

"What kind of misunderstanding?" The way the pale arms were still tightly crossed together showed that he wasn't going to do anything until he'd receive the answers required.

Blue eyes rolled in exasperation as he said. "Well, so I got too drunk last night and I was gonna crash in Kiba's house, who is your neighbor next door. Yeah, the guy with the humongous dog that you kept complaining that he barks too much, I know. Soooo—I was going to his house. I accidentally ended up in yours. End of story I can't-feel-my-fingers-and-I'm-feelin'-sickuntiemenowwwwww—"

"Am I really supposed to believe in this stupid lie?"

"It's not a lie, that really happened dammit!" He groaned, all the rumors of Kiba's neighbor being a pain in the ass were being confirmed now. "I can even call him if you wanna, untie my hands so I can gr—"

In this moment a shrill sound of music interrupted their conversation. His cell phone was buzzing in his pocket as he said.

"See? It's probably Kiba, lookin' for me."

Sasuke was still staring suspiciously.

"Answer the phone, my hands are tied, I can't grab it."

With a grimace, he approached close to the blond man and swiftly grabbed the gadget from his pocket. He stared on the screen for few seconds, tapping on it and almost putting on his ear until Kiba's frantic voice filled the room.

"NARUTO! DUDE! WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU!"

Naruto had to stifle a snicker from the frown of surprise coming from Kiba's neighbor. He yelled back. "Kiba, you hearing me?"

"NARUTO, I WAS WORRIED SICK MAN! I HAD TO CANCEL THE APPOINTMENT 'CUZ YOU WERE NOWHERE IN MY HOUSE, I SEARCHED AROUND AND I DIDN'T SEE YOU IN ANY STREET I CALLED ALL OUR FRIENDS AND YOU WEREN'T THERE—"

As he pressed his lips together, the brunet let out an exasperated sigh and grumbled to cease Kiba's loud diatribe. "Hello."

A shocked silence came from the other side of the telephone until Kiba's voice boomed. "Oh. Oooh!"

Naruto raised an eyebrow. "Oh?"

"Whoa Naruto, you finally landed on one?" Kiba's boisterous voice echoed in the room. "Congrats dude, 's bout time you got laid! But really man, I know you swing both sides but do you really have to have a preference over d—*beep*" Sasuke turned off the cell phone.

"So you believe me?" Naruto said, pulling out his most charming grin in his arsenal to mollify the owner of the house.

"I can't believe that there are people this stupid that would actually enter someone else's house by mistake. The more you learn..." Sasuke snorted, his mouth tugging into a condescending smirk.

"Heeeey─" Naruto bit back the automatic protest, knowing that he better keep it low since he was in a compromising position. He rolled his eyes. "Ok, fine, whatever. Now that we cleared up all 'bout this, you're untying me right?"

Sasuke just stood for a very long time, piercing eyes in perusal until he let out a noise of disbelief, turning around.

Widening his eyes, Naruto shouted. "Hey! Hey! You're not just gonna leave me here are ya?!"

"I think leaving you for few hours will prove a valuable lesson and this way, I'm assuring myself that you'll definitely not make the same mistake afterwards." Sasuke began walking back to his room, his cats following behind.

"WHAT?! No way, c'mon you bastard! You're not gonna do that, really?! I'm suffering a hangover, I need to rest and you're leaving me here, tied up and everything?! ASSHOLE!"

Sasuke sniffed. "You reap what you sow. Ashura, come over here."

Naruto's mouth dropped, his jaw hanging like a flopping fish. "YOU CAN'T BE SERIOUS?!" Sasuke winced; his voice could almost break some glasses. "YOU GODDAMN BASTARD SON OF A BITCH FUCK—"

All of a sudden, Naruto's yells came to a halt and he froze with widened eyes. This strange silence didn't sit well to Sasuke but unfortunately, before he could enquiry about this, the tanned skin changed to green and Naruto turned around—

"BLEAAAAAAARGHGHGHGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

—puking last night's entire dinner to the ground.

A black eyebrow twitched spasmodically.

10 minutes later, Naruto was still scrubbing the floor and using every possible cleaning product, while Sasuke inspected closely. Naruto briefly thought that this was similar to a scene from Cinderela with her evil stepmother. The blond man snorted, he considered the comparison quite reasonable seeing the way Sasuke was flaring his nostrils in disgust.

"C'mon, I'm done right? I don't see one speckle of dirt anymore, it's sparkly clean man!" He felt a soft sensation of the kitten nudging his leg, he responded by caressing its head.

Sasuke thinned his lips. "Ashura, come here." His order went unnoticed as the kitten was now purring and rubbing on Naruto's legs while the latter caressed its ears. Sasuke tightened his hands instinctively, unsure on how to react about his cat's fondness towards this stranger.

With an inward sigh, he inhaled, searching for any remnant of stench as he perused around for any stain, still scrunching his nose in distaste as Indra sat next to him with the same air of displeasure.

"Well. Did I get your approval your majesty?" Naruto said with a mocking bow.

Sasuke narrowed his eyes, before snorting. He clucked his tongue to catch his cats' attention, as they sauntered close to their owner. "Get out." He snarled with crossed arms.

Naruto growled low as he stood up and stomped all the way through the door, closing it with a loud rumble.

What a prick. Kiba was right, his neighbor is an absolute fucking asshole.

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A sudden noise coming from his living room stirred him awake, worried if there was any burglar breaching his house. In the darkness of his bedroom, he fumbled blindly in search for any heavy object to bludgeon any suspicious person, silently sliding off his bed. However, Ashura hopped off with a happy meow, so Sasuke had to hasten steps to stop his kitty before it was too late.

Only to wind up recognizing the stupid face from that stupid drunkard from last week that puked all over his pristine floor. Ashura even kneaded on his lap, circling around before settling down with a quiet purr.

How can anyone be this idiotic that he'd mistakenly enter in the wrong house twice in a row? Is this a prank? Sasuke wondered as he attempted to attract Ashura's attention back to him but the kitty was already shutting his eyes. He should call the police, or anything like that. Maybe knock on his neighbor's door, after all it was supposed to be his problem considering they were friends.

But he's not going to waste his energy with his dog-breath neighbor. Still, the dumbass is sleeping in his house, occupying the whole couch to boot so…hmmm…

Well whatever, he's probably a harmless fool. Admittedly, one of the major reasons why Sasuke wasn't as alarmed as he was supposed to be, it was because of all this tantalizing tanned skin filling the entire view, proving to be quite an interesting distraction to him. He hastily redirected his gaze towards his kitten; he wasn't supposed to ogle this blatantly a stranger's naked chest.

Wait. This moron is sleeping on his couch uninvited, invading his home, so he had every right to ogle for as long as he'd like. Sasuke crossed his arms, taking his time to savor this free eye candy. He slowly came to realization that his cat Indra was staring back at him.

"What?" He barked. Indra merely ignored him and sauntered back to his bedroom. With a shrug, Sasuke refocused on the issue at hands. Maybe he should tie the blond man hands and legs…just to be sure.

He strutted to his kitchen to grab some zip locks, tying Naruto's limbs and taking few steps back to examine his handiwork. With a satisfactory nod, he returned to his bed.

On the morning he was already woken with a string of curses coming from his unwanted visitor. Sasuke smirked to himself, stretching his arms and patting Indra's head as he strolled back to his living room.

"Gah! Fuck! How the fuck I ended up here again?"

"That should be my question you dumbass." Sasuke declared as he approached the blond man. "This is the second time already, are you doing this on purpose?"

"What? No! Of course not! It's not my fault that both your and Kiba's houses are so fucking similar—"

One black eyebrow was raised. "Mine is light blue colored while Kiba's house has brown walls—"

"They all fucking look the same at night so it's still not my fault!" Naruto howled, trashing around. "And why the fuck would you even tie me up again?! Are you into BDSM, you freak?!"

"I'm simply taking action to avoid any possible trouble. Shouldn't you be thankful that I actually didn't call the authorities the second time in a row?" Sasuke sneered back.

He received no response from the blond man. Glancing suspiciously over the hunched figure, Sasuke approached.

"I feel sick…" He heard a groan as Naruto curled his body tighter onto himself.

Shit. Sasuke ran to the kitchen to grab a knife and quickly freed the tanned limbs.

"You remember where's the bathroom right, it's the first on the lef─" Sasuke stared as Naruto sat up and rubbed his wrists nonchalantly.

Azure eyes crinkled in amusement towards the dark gray eyes. "Thanks." Naruto let out a toothy grin.

Sasuke's fists tightened, his eyebrow twitching. "Get out. And don't ever come back. I don't want a freeloader creeping around my house."

"Ugh. Bastard." Naruto muttered to himself. He then suggested to the brunet. "How about we do this thing. I can do something for you as some sort of payment from last night."

Sasuke raised an eyebrow. "Payment? Like?"

Sasuke half-expected some cheap, moronic joke like 'I'll pay you with my body' coming from the blond dumbass in which, by the way, he's not interested about it at all. Yes. Seriously.

Naruto scrunched up his face in deep thought, his lips a little puckered. He brightened up. "I can cook today's breakfast!"

Sasuke's mind blanked for few seconds, as he blurted out. "What? You? Cook breakfast?" His eyes measured up and down towards Naruto in disbelief.

"Yeah! What do you want for breakfast? I can cook whatever dish you want!" Naruto hopped off, putting on his shirt (much to Sasuke's disappointment) as he trotted towards the kitchen.

"Wait. You." Sasuke crossed his arms. "You know how to cook?"

"What the hell you bastard, I'm a chef!" Naruto protested with a growl. He received a snort in return and waved an accusing finger on Sasuke's direction. "In a 5-star restaurant, don't underestimate me!"

"Hn, sure." Sasuke shrugged. Figuring that it wouldn't do any extra harm having someone else cooking his breakfast, he muttered. "I want some scrambled eggs and a tomato sandwich. Surely you can do something simple as that right."

"Pfft, just sit tight and watch me in action. It's going to make your jaw drop."Naruto said while his arms gestured with a melodramatic flair, searching and grabbing the ingredients on the fridge. With the food placed on the kitchen sink, he asked. "Where do you place your knives, whisk and spoon. Oh, also salt and some spices."

Sasuke pointed. "Knives and other utensils are on the first cabinet to your right. Spices are on the cupboard above you."

"Thanks." Naruto appraised the knife mildly impressed, it was a fairly good and sharp knife. "You have a small pot and a skillet?"

With a grunt, Sasuke rose up from his seat, opened the cabinet, and placed the aforementioned items on Naruto's hand.

The blond chef grinned back. "Thanks." He placed the skillet to the side as he finished washing the vegetables, putting the cutting board nearby. The mirthful blue eyes focused sharply, all traces of humor gone as he cut the ingredients in deft speed.

Sasuke stared back in awe, sounds like the blond man wasn't lying about being a chef. Arms flew around picking up the condiments and turning on the stove. Meanwhile, experienced hands mixed the eggs with the whisk in the pot, adding butter as he also heated the skillet at the same time.

"Oh yeah. You mind having cheese on your tomato sandwich?" Naruto asked, turning around to face Sasuke.

"It's fine."

"Where did you put it?" Naruto asked whilst holding the pot, opening the fridge. Before Sasuke could answer, he shouted. "Whoa, cottage cheese! It's a nice brand too." He sniffed and perused the cheese. "Quite fresh it seems, you won't mind if I use it right. Oh, and I also picked up some of your basil leaves before, that ok?"

Sasuke briefly nodded, observing Naruto moving around like some busy bee. He had to begrudgingly admit that it was an interesting sight, seeing a professional chef in his work as Naruto placed some unique herbs, used some unusual techniques to fry the tomato and began putting the food on the dish with a dash of olive oil. The white smoke trailed a nice fragrance wafting from the plate, as Naruto placed on the kitchen table, bowing politely:

"Please enjoy your food."

Sasuke didn't question such odd action of bowing, too fascinated on the neatly decorated plate laid before his eyes. The sandwich was cut in half, looking crispy with basil leaves adorning on it. The scrambled eggs were in a bright yellow color, sprinkled with some herbs and black pepper, velvety and soft.

Holding his fork, Sasuke picked some scrambled eggs and gingerly brought into his mouth. A long moan escaped through. This was the best scrambled eggs he had ever tasted in his life; the right amount of fluffiness and yet solid enough to savor the bite. The herbs complimented well with the egg's light flavor, salty and spicy enough that made him crave for more.

Already dreading the smugness coming from the blond man, Sasuke readied a glare when he raised his eyes, meeting Naruto's very wide grin. The latter poorly masked his chuckle with a cough as he turned around to wash the dishes.

With his eyes still narrowed, Sasuke picked the tomato sandwich, noting the bright red color coming from the fruit as the cheese melted nicely. He munched while tamping down the urge to moan again, all the textures of each ingredient blending perfectly and yet there's an explosion of multiple flavors complimenting his palate. How did he manage to fry the tomato in a way that still managed to be crunchy and hot, juices spreading on his tongue…Sasuke licked his lips discreetly, picking a nearby napkin to wipe his mouth.

At that moment Naruto had already finished washing everything and was now wiping the dishes with a table cloth; Ashura approached and rubbed himself on his legs. Smiling when the kitten meowed towards him, Naruto scratched the back of his ears, picking the cat and placing on his lap. His hands lightly wrestled with the cat a little, not minding when Ashura playfully bit his fingers as Naruto squeezed his paws.

"Hey, your cat is really cute ya know. And nice! I mean, this one I'm holding, I'm sure he's nice. What's his name?" Naruto asked while Sasuke was still munching.

The brunet gulped down the mouthful and answered. "Ashura. The black one over there is Indra."

"Oh, Ashura! Heeeeeyyyy─aren't you adorable Ashura~" Naruto massaged the kitten's ears, as Ashura placed his paws on the tanned nose. "You're so cute and fluffyyyy─awwwww" He rubbed his face on the cat's belly.

Seriously…this cat is just too trusting towards any human; Sasuke mused to himself. His older brother on the other hand, needed some extra time to warm up to anyone, as Indra sat on a far spot observing the commotion.

Naruto placed Ashura back to the floor and did a last check if the kitchen was completely clean.

"Well, I guess I repaid the debt I owe you so it's time for me to go."

"What? You're not staying here to eat?" The words were uttered before Sasuke could stop himself.

Naruto actually widened his eyes surprised, until he softened his face. Sasuke watched entranced this warm smile as Naruto shrugged.

"Nah, I think I overstayed my time here ya know. It was nice of you to ask but I won't bother you anymore." The blond chef walked towards the entrance when Sasuke also motioned to stand up from his seat. "Hey, no need to walk me out the door, really. It'll sound weird but I really like seeing people enjoying my food so I don't want any interruptions. Even on my behalf."

He waved his hands energetically as he closed the door.

"See ya later! Maybe!" Sasuke rolled his eyes when he heard Naruto's following scream outside. "HEY DOG BREATH! YOU WON'T BELIEVE WHAT JUST HAPPENED!"

AN: This was supposed to be a short one-shot. A short. One Shot! :[