I bring you another drabble done for the narutocontest community over at livejournal. For more contest entries, look up naruto(underscore)contest at livejournaldotcom
Mouth Like a Magnet
His dark eyes were looking at her, slightly bemused and a little condescending, sizing her up. She couldn't help but wonder if he liked what he saw, if he found her worthy. She wished she didn't care what he thought but they both knew she did, that she had for years. She was loathe to admit it, but every time she saw those onyx eyes partially obscured by ebony hair, she couldn't hate him, even if her heart still bore the cracks from where she had pieced it back together after being shattered by his cruel words and abandonment of his team and home.
As captivating as his eyes were, it was his mouth that fascinated her, lips tugged to the side in a smirk that was confident and infuriating, but somehow always made her heart beat faster. She still loved him and he knew it, only now, he wasn't so inclined to call her annoying as he was to take advantage of her every now and then when it suited him. Years had passed and they had grown, but it appeared she still retained a part of the naïve little girl she had been, for here she was again, faced with those smirking lips that promised heat and desire, but came with a heart as cold as a kunai blade.
She accepted his outstretched hand and let him lead her back to his estate, knowing come morning, Sasuke would throw her out again as always until the next time his smirking lips needed a warm body to fill the void in his hallow life.
She liked to think she was saving him in a way, showing him warmth he needed even if he continued to cast her away. Sakura Haruno had always been too romantic for her own good.