Summary: Naruto asks about Sasuke's hair.
Warnings: SasuNaru, BoyXBoy, and super short.
Disclaimer: Naruto and Sasuke aren't mine, no matter how many times I've tried to buy them off the black market…
A/N: I was thinking about Sasuke's hair and came to the conclusion that it must be bionic or something, and thus this fic was born.
"Sasuke-teme, answer me!"
Sasuke heaved a heavy sigh.
"What is it, dobe?"
"I have a question."
The whole day had been going on like this. Naruto had entered Sasuke's apartment at promptly 8 AM complaining that he had nothing to do, and he had been asking question after question ever since. If he wasn't asking pointless questions, he was whining, and if he wasn't whining, he was making annoying sounds with his mouth (along with other body parts). It was amazing that Sasuke had made it into the afternoon without cutting the blonde boy's tongue out with his kunai knife or at the very least taping his mouth shut.
"Is your hair alive?"
Sasuke's eye twitched. This was one of the dumbest questions yet. It was almost as stupid as, "What is the sound of one hand clapping?" but not quite. At least then he got to watch in fascination as Naruto attempted to clap with one hand.
"No, it isn't," the raven-haired teen replied through clenched teeth. His patience was eroding.
Naruto poked at his hair, earning a well-aimed swipe at his head.
"Then is it bionic or something?"
"Because there's no way normal hair could stay spiked like that," he finished.
Then, as though he had just heard the funniest joke in the world, Naruto burst out laughing.
"Hahahaha! Super Hair!"
The blue-eyed shinobi doubled over in laughter.
"It can retain its shape for weeks and go months without being conditioned!" he said in an announcer-like voice. "It's a wig! It's a toupee! No, it's Super Hair!"
At this, Naruto laughed so hard that he fell into the floor, tears streaming down his face, gasping for air. He stayed on the floor for about five minutes before he finally calmed down enough to climb back onto his chair, hiccupping occasionally. When his hiccupping had subsided, he asked another question.
"Can I have your hair's autograph?" he asked, and went into fresh peals of laughter.
This was the straw that broke the camel's back, or in this case the question that snapped Sasuke's self control. Enraged, he did what was only natural.
He kissed him.
For a few brief seconds, he pressed his lips firmly against Naruto's before pulling back and going back to the novel that he had been trying to read all day, and for once, the Kyuubi vessel was completely silent. With his mouth agape and a faint blush on his face, Naruto gazed off into space in a daze.
"If I had known that kissing you would've shut you up, I would've done so long ago," the onyx-eyed boy said quietly.
And for a while, peace reigned in Sasuke's apartment and not a sound could be heard. That is, until Naruto finally came out of his stupor and howled at the top of his lungs.
A/N: Criticism welcomed, flames tolerated.