This was written for the15minuteficlets lj community, based on the word 'Independance.' The details of this incident might be a little off, as I've never seen/read Naruto, just fanfics.
The house was quiet.
The floors had been freshly scrubbed, so the scent of lemon almost overwhelmed the faint tang of iron still clinging to the walls. He closed the front door silently, and muffled his footsteps as he climbed the stairs. A single noise could easily shatter this fragile balance.
Leaning against the bedroom doorway, his semi-trained eyes noted the changes. The wooden floor looked freshly re-varnished, but the rug that had laid by the foot of the great bed was conspicuous in its absence. Somebody had fixed the window.
The red on the carpet… Disbelief as the trusted brother slipped away, leaving the child crouched in pools of denial. It was still warm…
Very carefully, his pale frame failed to shudder as he swung the door shut. The faint click of the latch felt like closure as it echoed through the hallway, somehow preserving the taste of 'mausoleum' in the air.
The house was silent. Somehow, Sasuke doubted it would ever be noisy again…