A callous hand lay across the small of a curved back. Cerulean eyes admired the peaceful expression that accompanied sleep which graced a pale beautiful face. Long dark lashes settled above high cheek bones and a straight nose rested between them. A pair of lips lay below, like two pomegranate slices, plump and sweet, waiting to be devoured. He could feel the cool breaths fanning across his abdomen every other four seconds along with the cold draft dancing about the spacious room. There has never existed a morning so warm.
Naruto relaxed deeply into his pillow that was propped against the headboard of the bed. He turned to look out the open wooden doors that led out to a balcony. Curtains on each door followed a nervous current's lead, nevertheless, they drifted elegantly across the carpet floor. The view from the balcony resembled Claude Monet's Sunrise, except for the reds and yellows splattered across the sky that replaced the blues and greens. He was so glad he picked Italy for vacation.
The blond turned away to enjoy the rare opportunity of watching his lover sleep and was surprised to see half-lidded eyes gazing out at the preparations of the sunrise with immense fascination. Usually, he would wake up far beyond the hours of morning.
"You idiot, the sunrise is that way," a sleepy voice stated.
"Mmmm, I know where the sunrise is," he murmured, staring down at the top of Sasuke's messy bedhead.
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