Woo! Chapter 8.

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Chapter 8

Recap:

"Sasuke, can I ask you something?"

"Hn."

"Will you marry me?"

He chuckled, "I don't know you nearly well enough for that kind of commitment. You could just be marrying me for my money."

"I would never!"

He just shook his head, with a slight smile on his face. Oh yeah, he's totally falling for me. I know it. I'm just irresistible.

We just sit on the grass behind a rose bush and talk for the next few hours. It's amazing. He's smart and funny and amazing and awesome and perfect. And I'm not even being biased because I'm sort of in love with him; he's literally the greatest person ever.

If I don't spend the rest of my life with him and our two adopted children (named Thor and Loki, if you wanted to know), I will be extremely unhappy. And I'd probably die alone too.

End of recap

The next day (the day after the greatest day of my life), I woke up really early, as usual. Don't think my nonchalant way of saying that makes it any less annoying.

It's annoying as fuck.

Anyway, when I got out of bed, I had that weird feeling in my tummy. You know, the one where you feel like you have to pee but you don't really need to. It's called being nervous or some crap like that.

I really have no reason to be nervous or whatever. Just because Sasuke sort of asked me on a maybe date, doesn't mean I should let my world fall of its axis. It's just lunch. That's all.

Oh, who am I kidding?

Every second I spend with the guy is heaven.

I sigh and decide to just get dressed and maybe try to do something productive before going to see Sasuke. I try (really hard) not to brush my teeth more than once. I actually only end up brushing it twice, for which I am proud of myself.

…Okay, fine four times.

I change really quickly and go downstairs to find my parents arguing.

"All this arguing isn't good for a child's psyche, you know," I huff.

My mother turns to me, "I don't see any children here!"

I raise an eyebrow (I've always been proud of myself for being able to lift one eyebrow at a time), "Well then, I guess you wouldn't care if your baby boy had a date today."

She gets that look in her eye. That creepy one. Like she was about to offer me condoms or something.

She squeals, "Oh my baby! You have a date?! Why didn't you tell me? Who is he?"

I give her a look. The 'I can't believe you look', "I thought you said I wasn't a baby?"

"You're only my baby sometimes."

"What am I every other time?"

"Some kid I picked off the street."

"Oh. Thanks for that."

She just nods, "Anyway who is it?"

"It's not actually a date, mum. I lied. I'm just having lunch with Sasuke."

"I see," she nods sagely, "So you're saying that you're in love with Sasuke?"

"Yeah, that's…wait. What? No! Of course not! What gave you that idea?! NO. NONONO!"

Freaking out now.

"Psh. It's obvious you're in love with Sasu-chan. I wouldn't have you date anyone else, really. He's the only one I deem worthy of your love."

So in other words, she's saying that if I don't get Sasuke to love me, I'll die alone? Thanks for that. Really, thank you.

"Whatever, "I sniff, "It's not a date anyway."

"Of course it is! He's already falling for you, I can tell!"

"Sure, whatever you say. I'm just gonna go now. Don't follow me. Really. Don't follow. Don't."

I take a step towards the door. She steps after me. I take another step, "No. Stay. Stay."

She pouts.

I want to laugh so badly, "Good girl." And then I run away. I'm not ashamed to admit that I did. Sometimes (or all the time) retreating is better than being murdered.

I get into my car to drive to Kiba's and fanboy about my nondate thing with Sasuke. I know Kiba only lives next door, but I'm too lazy to actually walk there. And I'm kinda scared to have to go back for my car later.

Oh man. What is my life?

I climb through Kiba's window after parking my car in the middle of the driveway. Try to run away now Kiba!

He's still in bed. Lucky bastard. So I did the only thing I could do - I jumped on him.

"Wake up. Wake up. Wakeupwakeupwakeup!"

He tries to throw a pillow at me (he can't aim to save his life), "You fucker. What the hell? What are you doing here?"

He groans and sits up.

I smirk, "I have a nondate today."

"The hell is a nondate?'

I roll my eyes, "Don't be stupid. It's when you go and eat with someone and talk and fall in love and stuff."

"So basically it's a date. Gah, it's too early for this," he yawns.

"No, it's not! He didn't ask me out. He just wants me to bring him lunch!"

"Sasuke?"

I nod.

He looks at me, "So, he asked you to bring him lunch?"

I nod.

"And stay to talk to him?"

I nod.

"And you're falling in love with him?"

I nod.

"So it's a date?"

I shake my head, "Dammit, you're not listening to me!"

He sighs, "Stop making this such a drama llama."

I turn to him dramatically, "This isn't just a drama llama."

I take a breath, "This is an alpacalypse."

He raises his eyebrows (both of them. He can't lift one eyebrow at a time. He's not cool enough), "Whatever. So basically you're saying that you two will go out on this nondate thing. Many times. And hopefully, because of some freaky plot twist, Sasuke will fall in love with you? Why don't you just ask him on a normal date then?"

I huff, "Hey M. Night Shyamalan, I've got a twist ending for you: shut up!"

Kiba just rolls his eyes at me. As if he wasn't freaking out the same way about his date with Hinata. I really need better friends.

Getting up to leave, I shrug my shoulders and pull Kiba's blankets off the bed, "I just wanted you to know that I was going to see Sasuke. I was kinda hoping you'd have a pep talk for me but seeing you flail around for blankets is enough. See you later, Kiba!"

He screams bloody murder as I run out and leave his blanket in the kitchen. Now he has to get up! Cue evil laughter.

I don't really remember the drive besides the nervousness I was feeling. When I got to the mall I headed straight to Ichiraku's to get some ramen.

As if I was gonna get anything else.

Because of the Sasuke-feels, I don't even stop to pester old man Teuchi. He probably thinks I'm sick or dying. Maybe I can use that to score some free ramen sometime.

I start walking slowly (really slowly) to Jay Jay's, hoping to prepare myself mentally for this. Deep breaths, Naruto. You're awesome. And manly. There's no way he can't love you. Your manly awesomeness will make him see the light. The Naruto light.

When I get there, I sort of stand at the corner of the entrance and peep in.

He's wearing really tight pants.

It makes me sob internally. As if it wasn't hard enough already (pun intended) I have to deal with him in sexy pants too?

I take a deep breath and just sort of stumble in. Grand entrance, right?

He looks up and sort of grins, "Naruto. You're actually here."

I clear my throat and walk towards him, "Duh. We're like, friends or whatever."

"Good to know," he gestures to the table, "So, I guess you brought ramen?"

"Huh? How? How did you know?" Oh glob. He's psychic. He knows about the dirty (filthy, really) thought I have about him. Thought that I'm having right now. Shit.

"Your mom."

"What?" I can feel my eyebrows almost reaching my hairline, "This isn't exactly the place or time for 'your mom' jokes, Sasuke."

He rolls his eyes all sexy-like, "No, I mean your mom told me."

"Oh. That woman never lets me give anyone surprises anymore," I pout.

"I can't imagine why."

"One time! It was one time! I gave an old lady a firework and she almost had a heart attack. How was I supposed to know that would happen?" I grumble.

Sasuke has a tiny smile on his face and damn if it isn't the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.

He just shakes his head at me, "You're sort of adorable, you know that?"

My brain stutters.

"Wh-what? I…what?"

TBC

A/N: So, new chapter. I don't know what to say, other than: I'm sorry it took so long and please review.

Thanks for reading.