The Unspoken Words

By reader17

Author's Note: This is a T-rated SasoSaku story. Not sure if I'll update it, though.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto and this story is a figment of my imagination.

The sound of the shower resonated in Sakura's ears. She could imagine him through the thick slab of wall separating the bathroom from the bed she was lying on. She could see him roughly running his hands through shampoo-soaked red hair. She could almost feel the water trickling down his back.

Suddenly, a foreign sound intruded. Drip, drip, drip, it went before the full brunt of the rain rattled the zinc roof. Sakura idly twirled a lock of pink hair as she enjoyed the nature's song. She imagined herself sitting in the rain, relishing in what she believed was heaven's gift.

When the waterworks clanked loudly towards the end of his bath, she turned her back against the wall and pulled the covers tightly. She did not want to listen anymore.

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A few minutes later, the door creaked slightly as he entered. He smelt of his shampoo, something spicy and irresistible to her. He knew she loved it. He never changed it for her sake. For her, one corner of Sasori's lips tugged slightly as he approached the single bed his roseate-haired lover was currently sleeping in.

He placed a cold hand against one uncovered shoulder. She did not respond. He knew she was not asleep but did not pursue any further. He decided to work on his painting as he went to one corner of the room to change.

That night, as he stroked brush over canvass, he pretended not to hear the hushed sobs from the other end of the room. He did not think it was necessary.