Naruto had scrupulously avoided using the word ‘birthday’.
For all Sasuke knew, Naruto had forgotten all about it. It had been a mission
and a half just to get Sasuke to agree to meet up at all; he would never have
agreed if he knew that Naruto had a reason to make an even bigger deal out of
He stood fidgeting by the station gates. If Sasuke had taken
the correct train as instructed, he’d be here in less than 4 minutes (three and
a half, actually). He shifted from foot to foot, balancing a salted-caramel
latte in one hand and an iced chocolate frappuccino with extra cream in the
other. He hoped Sasuke liked his drink; Naruto really wanted to share the
wonder of Espresso House with him. Wanted to share lots of things, in fact. A
ride around the harbour, exploring Old Town, walking across the countless
bridges. He ran through his meticulously-planned out schedule once more. It was
gonna be great. If only Sasuke was on time. If only Sasuke actually showed up.
Of course he’d come. Wouldn’t he?
Naruto hadn’t seen him since High School. He’d had to
survive on photos from Itachi or Shisui’s facebook; the bastard didn’t have one
of his own. Their universities were on opposite ends of Japan, but now here
they were, both studying in Europe at the same time- it was fate! It’s just an hour flight to Stockholm, Sas,
Naruto had begged. And so cheap!Just come over. I’ll show you around!
One minute left.
His fidgeting grew worse. Sasuke’s latte was getting cold.
Jagged pieces of memory flitted through Naruto’s mind; feathery shivers ghosted
up and down his arms. He held his frappuccino to his heated cheeks. Don’t blush in front of Sasuke, loser,
Naruto told himself firmly. Look, we’re
just friends, okay? That’s all we ever were. Don’t blow this chance.
Alright, it was time. Naruto plastered a smile onto his face
and waited. And…waited. And waited some more.
…the train station wasn’t that big. Sasuke couldn’t have possibly gotten lost.
Right, he just missed
that train, and he’s on the next one, Naruto thought. That was all. It
wouldn’t be long and then Sasuke would be here, right in front of him, finally.
Just wait a little longer. I’ve waited
this long, haven’t I? I can survive another ten minutes.
…*cough* Okayyyy, over to you Emi~~ *blows kisses*. Ohhhh I wonder what you’ll write? And how we’ll find a way to make this NSFW-
In the wake of all the discussion about Rose, Greg, and Pearl, I’d like to put in my two-sense about the other humans in Rose’s life.
I think the difference between Greg and the other humans was that she loved those human men in a more shallow way. We saw in We Need To Talk that her attraction to humans was more like a human’s attraction to a puppy: they’re cute and silly and you get enjoyment from not completely understanding what they’re thinking. What made Greg different was that when Rose wouldn’t take him seriously, he made her talk to him with respect.
That’s also why Pearl took Greg and Rose’s relationship so personally. The other men didn’t matter because Rose’s affection for them was so superficial, unlike Rose’s affection for Pearl. But Greg made his relationship with Rose more personal, deeper, and eventually, Rose took their relationship farther than she did hers and Pearl’s.
Kyle walked home after a long day at the lab. He finally had the week off and was planning to spend his hard-earned money away from this town. Yeah, one week california and the beach, that would be sweet. - Upon walking past Stan’s house, he saw him sitting at the front door and stopped. “Oh, hey dude. What are you doing? Are you okay?”