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Naruto hated celebrating his birthday. It was the day his parents died. The day Obito decided to send Kurama on a rampage, and really every birthday since that one always ended in some kind of horrible disaster. So, naturally Naruto had always assumed that Sasuke felt the same way about his given the massacre. Why else would he get all mopey every time it rolled around? Nothing good ever happened on Sasuke's birthday either.
Fangirls would dump presents on his doorstep and make all sorts of a mess on his lawn with confetti and streamers. Sasuke would be older than him for a few months. But it was never anything for his boyfriend to cry about. It was just another day with extra annoyances-that is until his 22nd birthday rolled around. When Naruto awoke from his slumber that morning it was to Sasuke sobbing into his chest.
"Sas?" His sleep addled brain struggled to take in the mess the Uchiha had devolved into.
Without a thought his arms circled around Sasuke to hug him. Pulling him closer in their shared bed. "Sasuke, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare? Talk to me, Angel."
"This is the nightmare, Usuratonkachi." Sasuke seemed to be truly distraught. Naruto was more than a little confused. What was so bad about today? It was a Saturday, they had the day off, it was summertime so the weather was perfect sparring temperature...then he remembered it was the 23rd of July. Right.
"Why? Not having a good birthday already?" He gently carded his fingers through Sasuke's raven locks. "Did the fangirls do something? Or did you have a nightmare?"
"No. I'm 22." Sasuke's lips quivered as tears gathered and spilled down the Uchiha's pale cheeks. His fingers clutched at Naruto's night shirt. "I'm too old now."
Naruto arched a brow upwards. "Sas...hate to break it you but 22 is still considered to be very young. You're not really a geezer til you get to be Kakashi sensei's age. No reason to start crying..."
"You don't get it...you idiot you don't get it..." Sasuke sniffled trying but failing to pull himself together. "I'm not supposed to be older than Itachi ever was! I-I'm the little brother...I'm supposed to be younger." Sasuke lowered his forehead to Naruto's chest his voice shook with emotion. "I'm supposed to be younger."
Oh.
Naruto blinked as the realization settled.
Oh.
"Oh, Sasuke." Naruto sighed the Uchiha's name. He held him even tighter than before. The Uchiha welcomed the warmth. He wracked his brain for a good long while. Trying to think of something to say to him. "Itachi wanted you to live remember? He wouldn't begrudge you living longer than he did. No way."
"It feels so wrong..."
"It's not. You living...there's nothing wrong with that. Cmon...I know we don't usually do birthdays but we can make an exception this year yeah? Celebrate like Itachi would want you too. Cake with a bunch of candles. I know you don't want to get swarmed but the girlies so we can just order out. Sound good?"
"Yeah...yeah okay." Sasuke agreed with a nod.
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This was just a short lil thing in honor of Sasuke's birthday. It's crappy and tiny but you know what I lost track of July so....oh well. Do you want a pt 2 where they bake a cake? Lemme know.