A/N: Another one-shot to cheer me up after my depressing one. And, yes, I know it's rubbish.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
Word Count: 126
Cold
It was cold. Much too cold.
Sasuke was always so cold, ever since he had returned to Konoha after leaving Orochimaru.
The warmth of the sun had no effect on him. Thick duvets and pyjamas still left him freezing at night. He could barely feel the warmth of another's touch upon his bare skin, not that he allowed anyone to touch him.
Sasuke was always so cold. Cold in heart and skin and mind. That's how he was seen by everyone.
Apart from one. The one person who snuck into his bed every night and warmed him as best he could. The one person who understood that he wasn't really such a cold bastard. His one ray of sunlight in his cold world.
His sunny Naruto.
