Ice
He was cold, just like ice. As a result, he wasn't particularly close to anyone. People respected him, but gave him a wide berth.
People were moving out of his way as he walked along the snow-covered street, wearing a smart grey suit and winter coat. They bowed their heads to him as they passed. He didn't acknowledge anyone, bored of the monotony, the lack of colour, the dull surroundings.
And then a flash of pink caught his eye, the only colour amongst all the grey. She was pressed against a wall, curled in on herself, hugging her legs. As he drew nearer, he noted the rags that were hanging off of her skinny frame. She was shivering, keeping her eyes down to avoid everyone who passed her as though she weren't even there.
He didn't know what made him stop in front of her but he noticed how she tensed before slowly raising her head to meet his gaze. He held his breath when they locked eyes, her emerald orbs throwing more colour into his black and white world. He shrugged off his coat and draped it around her shoulders. She stared at him in shock before opening her mouth.
"Thank you," she rasped. It sounded as though it had been a long time since she had last used her voice. He nodded and turned away. A strangled sound behind him made him turn around to find the girl getting to her feet, trying to offer the coat back to him. He frowned when he noticed her gaze flickering to a police officer glaring over at her. He sighed and approached her once more.
"Are you hungry?" he asked. Her eyebrows shot up and she shook her head as her stomach rumbled loudly. He reached for her hand and wearily, she slipped it into his. "My name is Sasuke Uchiha."
"S-Sakura," she stammered, her voice so faint, he barely heard her.
They walked together, hand-in-hand, in a comfortable silence and people gazed after them in amazement. This was the man with a demeanour of ice, yet this frozen girl had melted his heart.