smell
“There you go” She says, between joking and serious.
Sakura has a (medic) name for it, how it was called? Problems with sensory integration? Sensory disintegration would be? Well, whatever name it has this thing, she is the only one who understand how his high sensory skills works.
Even when he was just a child, he remembers always being very selector when it comes smells and textures: He wasn’t the type to play with dirt, not get dirty unnecessarily. Rough edges put him in a very bad mood (why the avocado has to be like that?) but touching some soft surface…
…Maybe that’s why he loves his tomatoes that much, that fruit is the perfect fusion between sourness and acidity, even has a little in sweetness in them, and the sking – Ogh! That perfect red circular shape skin!
But there are few things he can stand, like the smell of her skin.
The smell of Sarada.
The smell of the house. Always clean. Always tomatoes on the fruit stand. Always homier. Even when Sakura puts those damns incenses while he is away, and they still remind in the air when he is back, the smell of his home is… unique. Pure. delightful.
“So, what is the verdict this time?” His wife asks him, when he enters to the room. Is always a little funny when he takes a deep inhalation all over the place “What it is smell like?”
Now there is something spicy… It can be the ginger tea his wife has on her table. Or those snacks Sarada eats before bed.
“Normal” He respond, taking away his cape, folding it in his lonely arm “Would you-“
“I got it mister smell” She walks until she takes his cape, and then she inhaled deeply on it “Wood, campfire…hmmm” She takes another sniff just to make sure “Maybe humidity, hm?. So you were at Kiwigakure, or I ‘am worng?”
(didn’t I mention he was married with someone with an amazing brain?)
“Maybe” He teased, walking to the bathroom
“Oh! C’mon, Sasuke-kun!” He hears her says as he enters to the room “At least tell me if I’m right!”
She has been practicing. Or she did know where he was going in this mission. But how would she know about that? Is always a secret he has with the Hokadobe.
She slides the door (angrily), and looking at his husband (naked torso), she extend one arm so he can put his vest and shirt. Looking at him, she smell it vigorously, triggering a smile on his face “Is Kiri!, I know!”
“You sure?”
She putts all of his clothes in her nose, frowning. Sasuke is just about to laugh at that “I think - oh no, you did that to me last time too! I’m not gonna fall this time!, so not, Sasuke-kun, I’m 100% sure, you were in Kiwi, the Humidity is that strong!”
“Mizu”
She rolls hers eyes, that was it! How she didn’t think of that? Again. He wins this game again.
(He come closer to her, and putting his clothes on the floor, he stars unbuttoning his quipao.)
“What did you eat today”
“You would never know” She smiles, shaking her head “I washed my teeth five times today, floss and everything” She does this big smile where she shows all her teeth “See?”
“Rice” He unbutton the lowest one “Miso soup” the second button “…dango? I thought you were quitting sweets”
“I wa- I’am!” She is so frustrated she doesn’t notices her quipao touching the floor, besides his pile of clothes “I eat a totally different thing. You are wrong”
One big hand on her spine. Her cheeks suddenly red. He pulls her together, so their bellies are touching. Her breath is increasing. When he became so near?
“I…I’m”
“lying?”
She snorts. But put both hands on his neck.
“Is good to have you back”
Down-up circles on her skin. It makes shivers down her spine.
“Is good to be back”
When they kissed, he smells her.
And he has no problem with that.