A/N: I'm sorry about just... disappearing for a while there! and I'm sorry about my ML fics, too, because I don't think I'll continue them. I'm getting back into Naruto, though! Which is why I wrote this. I know GaaSaku is kind of... strange, but it's always been my OTP and I don't know why. So just sit back and enjoy if you like it, ignore if you don't. Have a nice day~
It hardly ever rains in Suna. But when it does, it always comes down in torrents, with wind blowing and lightning flashing and thunder rumbling, and it lasts for days.
The last time it rained like this, everyone had to stay inside. The roads, the town, the desert flooded. To step outside would be to step into a swampy marsh, foot sinking and sinking into oblivion.
The last time it rained like this, Gaara wasn't alone. He looks up into the sky, eyes searching for any sign of the downpour stopping. But it's only just begun, and it won't leave for days yet. With a sigh, he turns back to his cacti, thinking back to the last time this weather interrupted his life.
She looked out the window before them, brows wrinkling the diamond on her forehead. She turned to him and jokingly makes a remark on his growing beauty as he's grown up.
"Yours is much better than mine, I assure you," he said. And softly, ever so softly, she kissed him,
Neither of them have very soft lips, he discovered. The Suna sun whisked all moisture away from them. But that didn't stop them from exploring, didn't stop the shiver in his spine as her lips slid down his back, leaving a trail of fire in her wake. It didn't stop her moan as he returned the favor, her toes curling in anticipation. It didn't stop them, together, from reaching harmony in each other's arms.
And when the rain let up, it didn't stop them from missing each other as she left for Konoha again.
Yes, there's definitely something missing from this storm, Gaara ponders. It's her breath, hot on his neck. It's her arms, wrapped around him. It's her voice, promising happily ever after.
So even though rain pounds his roof, even though lightning strikes within the city, even though thunder rumbles across the sky and shakes his building, there's something that's just not there.
A storm has never felt this quiet to him.