Sasuke trekked through the hot desert, his cloak flowing in the wind. The sun beamed down on his face, casting an almost ethereal glow upon his already beautiful features.

He was completely fine with the mission so far, but he couldn't say the same for you. You had been complaining about the sun the entire time, and it was honestly agitating him. You complained about every little minor inconvenience, yet they called you one of the strongest Akatsuki members? Absolute bullshit.