This is the end my darlings. I know it's short and abrupt, I wasn't really inspired, sorry. I do have the sequel in progress, there will be a sneak peek at the end of the chapter.

"Hey, Sasuke?"

"Hm?" I grunted, flipping through the channels on the TV while he made soup,.

"Is there any way I can convince you to stay?" There was a long pause of silence while I clenched my teeth in frustration.

"Why?"

"Because I want you here with me." Sighing, I shook my head.

"Naruto, you don't seem to realize I'm a fugitive. I can't stay. I shouldn't have been here to begin with." The blonde hung his head with a pout and silently continued his cooking.

"But." I continued. "I know a future Hokage who might change that."

Three days later, I prepared for my departure.

"One more day?"

"Naruto, I really can't. The longer I'm here, the more likely it is for you to get caught harboring a fugitive." He grunted, hugging me tightly.

"I don't care."

"You're being stupid and unreasonable. I told you, I'll try to visit, but I really have to go." My lips met his, moving slowly as my arms wrapped around his shoulders. "I love you. I have for years, you stupid Dead-last. Can't you see that? I wouldn't leave your side forever."

"I..." He kissed me again, then leaned his forehead against mine. "I love you too Bastard. I really, really do."

DEAD END

So...yeah. I tried. Here;s the teaser for the sequel.

Dead of night, cold air nipping at his skin as he trudged through the snow. The young blonde shivered under his many layers of clothing, grumbling about his mission. He had been told to find a special medicinal herb in the middle of the Land of Snow, by himself. And of course, he underpacked. Again.

"Aw man! Why did I have to get sent on a stupid C rank mission?" He whined loudly, not knowing he was being watched. "It's too cold. No way would anything grow up here." Naruto was completely soaked from head to toe, his clothes turning stiff from the cold. His limbs ached, head throbbed, and eyes drooped from exhaustion. There was no where to make camp, the last town a three day walk from his current location. There was no one to help him...or was there? Just as his body gave up, a warm figure behind him caught his falling frame, whispering something in his ear that told him who it was.

"Stupid Dobe."

BOOM! There. Sorry about the amount of time it took to write such a small chapter... Ending... Thing. I tried, okay? Idea's for the sequel are welcome.