while the simplicity of the mission paired with his own capability ( and even naruto’s, for that matter — frankly, they’d faced enemies far more daunting during their first real mission as genin together in the land of waves) was no significant source of stress, the uchiha operates at a level of tension and high guard that, if anything, has only intensified during their time apart.
much to his dismay, it doesn’t seem like his partner has gained any sense of urgency, time management, or responsibility — just thinking about his partner’s vices starts a shake in his fist that reverberates all the way up to the increasingly annoyed twitch in his brow. sasuke grits his teeth and balls his fist, turning halfway to look over his shoulder and he inhales in a way that says yeah, whatever he’s about to bark is going to be a bad one, but his exhale is caught in his throat at the sight of naruto – literally – laying down and stargazing.
❝ … are you kidding, naruto? we’re in the middle of – ! ❞ hands gesturing towards the trail, he’s about to go into an explanation of why they should keep going, that they’re on the right track and if he just puts his head into it, they’ll be home by morning, but defeat hits expression the second naruto’s back hits that rock — and he knows. the only way he’s getting him up from there is if he physically picks him up and takes him, and after five to six hours of bickering and travel, he’s just… not up for that.
so, he won’t. not yet, at least. resigned and coming to the conclusion that setting up camp might give the tactical advantage in the end — NOT that naruto’s right, mind you; the way he sees it, stargazing and reminiscing is far from a valid reason to set up camp, he’s just lucky there are other reasons they should – he joins him, after several beats of silence and, of course, huffing in rage. sasuke lowers himself to sit stiffly next to him and ultimately lets his back hit the rock with a thud, dead eyes set above.
❝ …they just look like stars to me, in or out of the village. they’re just up there. i forgot that you were the sentimental type. it’s annoying. but… whatever. we’ll rest until dawn. got it? ❞
his grin is wider this time. the tone of sasuke’s voice not unusual, but still not defanged enough to motivate naruto back onto his feet. nonetheless, he’d listen to the boy’s argument ... although that’s not to say that those words are making any sort of impact ( really, they’re just going through one ear and out the other ). thus, he’d lay and enjoy this little victory ( no matter how small ) ... gentle laughs sneaking past his lips as sasuke admits this defeat and sits beside the blond.
—- and the opposite, naruto himself couldn’t help but reflect in the night sky.
‘ yeah, yeah ... until dawn, got it ! ’ blah, blah, blah ... ‘ they’re definitely more than just stars, ya know ! ’ simple words start a tangent : both excitement and fury managing to lace within his argument. ‘ i bet’cha that each star is a hokage ... they’re all up there, watching over us. ’ and maybe not just hokages, but every kage there’s ever been ! the mere thought being enough to send naruto shooting upward ( ! ), arm outstretched and pointing up towards the sky.
‘ —- besides, don’t you ever wonder how long those stars have been there ? ’ perhaps he is more the sentimental type than he’d like to admit ... ‘ maybe they’re the same stars that ... shined up there while we were both spending all that time training. ’ this time he’s quieter, his grin vanishing for the moment as he reflects on the thought. he’d dwell in the idea from time to time ; all those nights the two spent apart, spending their separate days training in the hopes of becoming stronger.
he’d look to sasuke, expression somewhat serious for a change.
‘—- what do you think ? ’ the question is vague ; no specific answer sought out other than an attempt to dig deeper into sasuke’s mind.
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