Naruto propped himself up on one elbow to glance over at his sparring partner. Both were collapsed on the forest floor, resting after a particularly grueling bout. "Hey, Sasuke… what's your favourite colour?"

"Why do you want to know?"

"Just curious."

Maybe it was orange. Orange was such a loud colour, a strange one for Sasuke to choose. But orange was the colour of the blur that was Naruto, and it reminded him of the boundless energy, of the sheer vitality and the life in Naruto.

Maybe yellow, like his hair. Had anyone ever noticed how much he looked like the Fourth Hokage, Konoha's Yellow Flash?

Maybe blue, like the sky Shikamaru loved watching. The blue of the sky on sunny day… Naruto's eyes. He was at least as fond of staring into them as Nara was of cloud watching.

"Naruto," he said finally.

"Eh?"

"My favourite colour is Naruto."

"That's not a colour!"

"That's my answer."

"Teme. That's the same thing you said when I asked you what your favourite flavour was."

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Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. So there.

Dedicated to Catspaw18.

Thanks for taking the time to read. Comments and suggestions welcome.

-winter-