A/N: January 1, 2015
by Hic Iacet Mori
It was dark with a hint of rain when his eyes slowly opened.
On his back, his face upturned, the night had never been so dark. The rain had never been so warm on his cheeks, his lips.
He blinked tiredly, and sat up.
A whisper of cloth gently tumbled down to his hands.
Silver leaf and endless black, and bright against the golden sun.
It was a clear, cloudless afternoon when Naruto saved the world.
Its sky a vivid blue, when Sasuke lost his.