Sasuke liked to watch his blond rival sleep. He liked to watch sleepily fluttering eyelashes and tired golden locks fall over his teammate's forehead. He liked to see Naruto's face relax; to see his face let go of the forced smile and tensed eyebrows. When Uzumaki Naruto slept, his carefree mask melted away and left the vulnerable little boy visible to the silent onlooker.
The lonely little boy in Sasuke longed to reach out and pull his sleeping team mate to him; to reach out and protect him.
Uchiha Sasuke smiled in the darkness.