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RedRose4 · February 1st, 12, 10:13 PM

Nodding his head, Sasuke smiled at Naruto, looking at the numbers in the elevator and pressing one for it to light up and close the doors. As he waited, he admired the blonde and let out a soft sigh. “We won’t remember this right?” he asked under his breath.
Not sure what he was doing, he looked into Naruto’s eyes and smirked weakly once again, his lips parting, wanting to speak, wanting to say something, but he stopped himself. “I like you Naruto..I really do.” he mumbled, hoping tomorrow he would forget. The thing is, Sasuke didn’t just like the annoying brat, he loved him.

Rolling his eyes at his own thoughts, the door dinged open, letting Sasuke walk out and towards their room, holding Naruto’ hand the whole time until he opened the door with the key in his jean pocket, and walked in. Instantly, he went to the bed, falling onto it and sighing, his head slowly starting to pound, hoping that in the morning, it wouldn’t be that bad….hoping, but knowing it was bound to happen.

February 1st, 12, 10:13 PM	#261
RedRose4 Senior Member RedRose4 is offline Join Date: Aug 2011 Location: Ontario,Canada Posts: 7,203	Nodding his head, Sasuke smiled at Naruto, looking at the numbers in the elevator and pressing one for it to light up and close the doors. As he waited, he admired the blonde and let out a soft sigh. “We won’t remember this right?” he asked under his breath. Not sure what he was doing, he looked into Naruto’s eyes and smirked weakly once again, his lips parting, wanting to speak, wanting to say something, but he stopped himself. “I like you Naruto..I really do.” he mumbled, hoping tomorrow he would forget. The thing is, Sasuke didn’t just like the annoying brat, he loved him. Rolling his eyes at his own thoughts, the door dinged open, letting Sasuke walk out and towards their room, holding Naruto’ hand the whole time until he opened the door with the key in his jean pocket, and walked in. Instantly, he went to the bed, falling onto it and sighing, his head slowly starting to pound, hoping that in the morning, it wouldn’t be that bad….hoping, but knowing it was bound to happen. __________________ "Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?" ~Ernest Gaines Last edited by RedRose4; February 15th, 12 at 05:56 AM..