Title: Colors
Author: Mental Toast Goddess
Summary: SasuNaru drabbles with the prompt colors, part two of the Ultimate Challenge. Ten one word prompts inspired by ten different colors a minimum of one hundred words.
Warnings: Sexual innuendo as well as sexual situations.
Rating: M
Red
Everything was so red. Blood red eyes lit with the wisdom and bloodlust of a thousand years, alert and ready to take full advantage of momentary freedom. Red blood drenched over the bodies of fallen enemies, enemies and Sasuke. Sasuke too covered in his own blood, his pale body colored in red. His eyes to, his normal charcoal eyes were a deep Sharingan crimson. Naruto's blood red eyes twitched over to Sasuke's broken bloody body taking in the sight of red under the red sunset, his breath hitched as he continued to watch the boy before him very closely. Slowly Sasuke got up onto shaky legs and limped over to Naruto with great effort he leaned against the male before him "It's over now" he whispers, and slowly red eyes begin to turn their usual innocent cerulean blue. Blinking slightly in confusion Naruto takes in the sight before him, red so much red everywhere. Crimson the color of death.
Blue
For as long as Naruto cared to remember Sasuke's favorite color had always been blue. It was the color of the Uchiha's clothes, as well as his bed sheets. It was also the color of Naruto's eyes, which was why Sasuke said he liked the color blue the most. Naruto however didn't really like blue very much; to him blue reminded the blonde of sadness and grief. Blue was the color of rain and tears, blue was the color of pain. But Sasuke didn't see that as what the color meant. Actually Naruto wasn't sure why Sasuke loved blue so much, he just knew that the Uchiha better damn well appreciate what Naruto was doing for him. Because there sat the blonde in Sasuke's bed in a short tight blue dress that hugged his body in all the right places. Sasuke really, really loved the color blue.
Yellow
Sasuke thought that maybe if he tried hard enough he could really love the color yellow. After all Naruto's blonde hair sometimes seemed to be a vibrant yellow color, yellow as the sun in some cases. It was also the yellowness of the sun that made Naruto's skin the healthy golden tan that it was now. Yellow also happened to be the color of honey, sweet confectionary honey that was sticky and just plain yummy. Sasuke stuck a finger in his mouth and leisurely sucked the honey of off the digit, and stared down at Naruto. Impossibly endless tan skin all covered in sticky sweet yellow honey. Yes Sasuke could really grow to love the color yellow.
Green
Sasuke was absolutely livid. He was angry jealous envious whatever you wanted to call it. His normally pale skin was literally turning green with envy. Jealous, envious, covetous, you name it Sasuke was it. Because there was Neji with Naruto, his Naruto, whispering things into the blonds' ear. Sasuke couldn't hear what they were but it must have been funny because of the way Naruto blushed and giggled madly whenever Neji pulled away. Grumbling slightly to himself face contorted with rage skin still tinted an unhealthy green, Sasuke grabbed a hold of Naruto by the wrist and dragged the protesting blond off intent on teaching Naruto what it meant to date Sasuke. The Uchiha turns around when he hears Naruto giggling again "Looks like someone's been bit by the green-eyed monster" Naruto mused smirking. Sasuke's unhealthy green skin is now flushing an equally unhealthy red.
Orange
Sasuke was really starting to get sick and tired of the color orange. It was everywhere. Naruto's clothes were orange; his entire fricken wardrobe was that blasphemous color. The walls in his apartment were painted that sickly color. All of the pillows blankets and bed sheets Naruto owned were the bright orange color. Sasuke felt as though he should rip the hair off his head, because sometimes it really seemed as though Naruto loved the color more than he loved Sasuke. And really what kind of a ninja wore orange anyway it was so conspicuous, although Sasuke shouldn't have been talking what with his wardrobe containing a lot of navy blue, but still. Sasuke let out a growl of rage as he finally blurted out a question that had been haunting him for quite sometime. "Do you love the color orange more then you love me" he demanded. And Naruto the dammed blond actually had the nerve, the audacity, the balls to think about it "hmm I don't know Sasuke, I'm honestly not sure, but it's a definite possibility" and with that Naruto walks away leaving behind a stunned and sputtering Sasuke. It was clear now to the Uchiha that orange clearly was an evil color.
Purple
Sasuke's breath hitched slightly in his throat as he stared at the body before him. Normally beautiful tanned skin was now marred and scarred covered from head to toe in bruises. Ugly purple bruises and blotches covered Naruto's skin. Sasuke felt an unbridled rage towards those who had done this to his blond, his Naruto. His blue eyes were tucked safely behind dark purple and swollen eyelids. If Sasuke had been anyone else he might of thrown-up what little lunch he'd eaten that day, as his eyes traveled up and down Naruto's unconscious form. Never in all his wildest dreams had Sasuke ever imagined something so horrifying to be happening. Sasuke had never seen the color purple look to terrifying before.
Black
A cold darkness encompassed itself around Sasuke. It felt like an eternity being wrapped in this blackness. It became so absolute that it was all he could see hear or feel. It felt so familiar and yet utterly strange. This black world he now lived in made Sasuke forget about everything, from the vengeance he wished to exact from his brother, to desperately gaining the power to obtain said revenge. Sasuke didn't mind forgetting all about that, he didn't mind succumbing to the familiarity and odd cold comfort gained from this black world. But then Sasuke could hear something, it sounded like a voice. "Sasuke please don't do this, please stay with me Sasuke. Come back to me Sasuke-teme please don't die on me" the voice begged, and Sasuke couldn't shake the feeling that maybe he knew this voice. Sasuke reached out to this voice, even though he knew that this voice would take him away from the comfort that was the black world, Sasuke didn't care he needed to be near the voice. The voice that represented warmth love and brightness everything that the black world was not.
White
Everything around Naruto was white. It was odd how light he felt. It was almost as if Naruto had no body, almost as if here Naruto was nothing but a floating consciousness. And it felt damn good not to have to worry about anything. About the anger and hate in the villagers' eyes, about becoming a monster, about getting Sasuke back. Immediately Naruto regretted thinking about Sasuke because almost instantly his beautiful white warm world was gone. In its place Naruto was left with the cold reality that was weighing down on him in a way gravity never could. Naruto wished desperately for the simplicity and warmth of the white world of his. He just couldn't take the darkness of reality; he needed to stay ignorantly blissful in the white world for just a little longer.
Pink
At first Sasuke hated the color pink, he hated it with a vengeance. He hated the color more than any color in the history of colors could ever dream of being hated. He hated pink because it was girly and useless like Sakura. But now Sasuke honestly didn't think he could hate pink nearly as much anymore, not with the way Naruto looked. His normally tan face now had a pink tinge to it, his lips were pink and kiss swollen not to mention the pink tongue that darted out of Naruto's pink mouth to lick all the way up Sasuke's erection. Then Naruto wraps his pink lips around Sasuke's cock, and the Uchiha throws his had back and moans loudly, thinking to himself that maybe pink wasn't so bad after all.
Grey
Naruto had never truly believed that every thing was black and white; he knew that there were some grey areas in life. Like when a weaker person goes up against a stronger person, the strong doesn't always win. This in itself was a grey area. But Naruto had always thought that a girl was supposed to like a guy, and a guy was supposed to like a girl. Nevertheless Naruto couldn't stop his eyes from wondering up Sasuke's muscular form. He couldn't stop his mouth from salivating at the though of getting a taste of said muscular form. And he couldn't stop a tent from forming in his pants at the thought of all the things that he would let Sasuke do to him. Naruto swallowed thickly a small pink blush tainting his cheeks as he mused on yet another grey area that existed in life.
