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Notes: Cute little fluffy, drabble-like thing. Or ficlet. I don't know, it's short.

Disclaimer: Same as always--Naruto's not mine. (I want Sasuke!)

Warning: It's short, it's cute, it has shonen-ai, and it really makes no sense. I shouldn't write things at four thirty in the morning...

Dedication: This goes out to Hitokiri-Kitsune, my crazy-ass partner in crime whom I haven't seen in forever. I miss you, girl, but I haven't forgotten you! Here's some squishy fluffness to tide you over 'til I get back online. And you need to update your stuff! XD

The huge wooden gates were thrown open wide, and the smooth stone arch proudly displayed the Valley of the Hidden Leaf's symbol on its face, bathed in afternoon sunlight. Twenty-three year old Uchiha Sasuke looked up from the dirt path and stopped, slipping his gloved hands into his pockets as he looked up at the gate. After a few long moments of silent contemplation, Sasuke allowed himself to smile, lowering his head and starting forward once more: It's good to be back home. This past mission was ridiculous, as far as he was concerned, but the Hokage had assigned it specifically to him and he had to grudgingly accept it. Damn the Rokudaime, damn him--

"SA-SU-KEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

Uh-oh. Sasuke just stood there and let it happen. After all, who was he to stop it?

BAM!

Hello ground. Sasuke was pinned beneath a flurry of white and red and gold. He lay on his stomach patiently as the Rokudaime Hokage recovered fromt he flying tackle and straddled his boyfriend, waving his arms frantically and screaming "SASUKE!" again before hugging the aforementioned man tightly.

"That was my BACK, dobe," he rose, dusting his jounin uniform off.

"You're home!" Uzumaki Naruto bounced happily, his dirty robes ignored as he latched onto Sasuke's arm.

"I told you I'd be home today..." he turned for the gate again. Naruto turned with him and they both began walking into the city of Konoha.

"I know!" the blond grinned up at him. "But I just couldn't sit still!"

"Can you ever sit still?" the dark-haired Uchiha lifted one eyebrow in secrative amusement.

Naruto pouted: "I missed you."

"I can tell."

"Didn't you miss me, Sasuke?"

They stopped at the head of the main road that led down into the busy town square. Sasuke looked at his now-sulking boyfriend and breifly marveled at how quickly the blonde's mood could change in a single instant. Then he smiled gently and reached over, pushing the woven hat with the hokage insignia back from the other's eyes and brushing his fingers along the round, scarred cheeks.

"Of course I did, dobe," he smiled at the other man. Naruto blinked and was suddenly grinning again. He leaned over and re-affirmed his grip on Sasuke's arm, laying his head against the other's shoulder, ignoring the hat that toppled off his mop of blond hair and fell to rest against his back.

"Good," he chirped as he snuggled against his boyfriend.

They walked back toward the building where the raven-haired jounin would turn in his mission report and the hokage would go back to the paperwork that littered his desk. And then leave with said jounin five minutes later, this time, for home.