[Maybe there isn't a better description for it than complicated. Naruto knows that he couldn't possibly hope to explain the things between them with something as simple as words. Even now when Naruto looks at him, he can't just see the person he is here- he sees everything they've ever been. He remembers the boy at the edge of the dock. He remembers the teammate that nearly died to protect him from senbon needles. He remembers the desperation of his peers trying to stop a kidnapping and he remembers the curse mark when it spread. He remembers chidori punching through his chest and the first time they saw one another after three long years. Sasuke is the person he promised to die with if it came to that- a boy as alone as he'd been and one bearing an impossibly heavy burden.

And also- his friend.

Just as it had with the mention of Sakura, there's a fondness that moves over his features, a little bit resigned and a little bit helpless.]

Don't worry, he's not the kind of guy to peek. Lots of girls in the village always liked him, but he was always interested in training instead. I don't think he'd do anything weird just because he's old now, but he's definitely a jerk.

Ano ano- Sakura-chan, if he says anything mean to you you lemme know and I'll go beat him up, okay?