Title: Snow

Fandom: Naruto

Pairing: Sasuke/Naruto

Rating: PG

Warnings: Shounen-ai

Summary: Uchiha Sasuke finds a reason to love the snow.

Copyright: All places and characters are owned by...uh...not me.

A/N: I love snow xD I think it's one of the most romantic things EVER. Period. This is just a quick story I wrote in 20 minutes, yay. My first Naruto fic as well, and I'm hoping to god I spelled their names right xD

Uzumaki Naruto loved snow. He liked to dance in it, or catch flakes on his tongue. He liked to make anatomically correct snowmen, and snow angels, and forts and have snowball fights with the local kids. He liked to try and spell his name in the snow drifts without using his hands. He liked to breathe and see if he could make out shapes in the smoke before it drifted away or dissipated.

Uchiha Sasuke hated snow. He hated how cold it got when it snowed, or how it fogged up his windows so he couldn't see out. He hated how it was practically impossible to drive in, his tires skidding and sliding, or how impossible it was to walk on because it was cold and slick. He hated when the kids were having a snowball fight and a stray one would hit him on the back, so then the brats would think he was participating in their game.

But right then, Uchiha Sasuke, resident ice queen, loved snow. But not because of all the reasons Uzumaki Naruto loved it; oh no. His reason was all his own, totally original, because he was pretty sure no one else loved the snow for his reason.

He loved the snow because of the way it made Uzumaki Naruto glow.

The blonde would twirl and laugh, his arms outspread and his head tipped backwards to stare up at the steely sky, and he would laugh and squeal. The snow made his cheeks glow, and a halo to surround his body, and he looked amazingly wonderful. Like a dream. And Sasuke would never admit he had dreams of Naruto, but if he ever did, the way he would describe the kitsune was 'the way he looks dancing in the snow.'

And so the Uchiha stood there, gloved hands buried deep in the pockets of his coat, face covered by his scarf to shield him from the biting breeze but also to hide his warm smile as he watched the blonde.

"C'mon, Sasuke! Dance with me!" And before the Uchiha could resist, shockingly small hands were pulling his own from their sanctuary and pulling him across the park to where he had been dancing. Naruto smiled, a huge smile that threatened to split his head in two, and turned, swinging the Uchiha with him.

Sasuke grumbled inaudibly, not really hating the experience as he twirled. He had to keep up the badboy appearance, after all. It wouldn't do to let Naruto know he was a big softie. Just as his complaints were starting to fade, his foot caught on a hidden branch, and he fell backwards, arms pinwheeling, bringing the blonde down with him into the snow.

Both boys fell and Sasuke cursed under his breath. But then Naruto was laughing and burying his face into Sasuke's neck, hands resting on the raven-haired boy's hips.

And then, Sasuke had another reason to love the snow, as Naruto leaned down and pressed his lips to Sasuke's.

Uchiha Sasuke loved the snow.