Just a little something I wrote when i was bored...
SauNaru drabble
'Snow'
"Mm…"
"What?" Sasuke turned to the blonde he sat beside on the porch overlooking the traditional Japanese garden. The two sipped hot chocolate prepared by Sasuke's mother, Mikoto, protected from the bitter December cold by wool cats and a long blue and orange scarf that was draped around both of the boy's shoulders and wrapping around their necks, tieing in a neat bow in the front.
"It smells like snow…"
"Dobe, you can't smell snow. It doesn't have a scent."
"Yeah it does," he said, ignoring the insult.
"Than what does it smell like?"
Naruto looked thoughtful for a moment before speaking, "It's fresh and wet…but sad and regretful, merciless…sometimes merciless, but sometimes sweet…"
Really Sasuke raised an eyebrow and gave him a questioning 'Are you really that much of a dumbass?' look, "How does something smell ominous? Or merciless, regretful, or sad, for that matter?"
"It just does," The blonde shrugged.
The two sat in silence, watching the quiet scenery surrounding them. White specks began falling from the sky, lightly at first but gradually getting heavier.
"Teme…see?" Naruto motioned to the snow. "It smells like snow,"
And sure enough, it smelled like snow. Sweet and fresh, warm, with a hint of sadness and regret. When Sasuke looked over, he noted that the emotions in the scent of the snow were the very same emotions that were in his precious blonde's azure eyes.
Eheh, hope you liked it.
-pocky bandiit