by To be honest, this is a VERY RANDOM DRABBLE. take note, DRABBLE. tis short and was written for no reason. and it sucks.
Not much action, not much details--more on the dialogue 'cause it's the main point and i felt it could distress the atmosphere. Crack. kind of-ish. >_> dunno.
CRACK. ish. so OOC.
Smelling, Sniffing--Loving.
neon kun
“Sakura…” A somewhat bemused voice said. “Why are you sniffing me?”
Sasuke backed his upper torso away from Sakura in mock, albeit playfully, further leaning his back to the couch. His polo shirt was halfway unbuttoned, revealing the black shirt he wore inside, as half of the dangling piece of it was tucked in messily in his pants. He never did wear his uniform the proper way. After all, no one complained.
They were currently in Sasuke’s apartment. Sakura decided to drop by as she usually do, letting the time pass.
“I’m not, dummy,” The pink haired girl in front of Sasuke snorted indignantly, placing her hands on each side of her hips, trying to intimidate the school’s best sought out bachelor (the whole world, I stand corrected) although not quite successful. “I’m not a dog.”
“Then care to explain what the hell you were doing?” he raked a hand on his hair.
“I was smelling you.”
A tentative brow rose.
“…and why?”
“’Cause you smell good?”
“That’s stupid however true.”
“I would’ve liked it better if you’ve just said delirious.”
“Delirious, then.”
Puffed cheeks from Sakura.
“Well, aren’t you going to ask why?”
“Why what?”
“Why I was smelling you?”
“Because you’re delirious?”
“Don’t be silly.”
“I’m not.”
“They say—,”
“Wait, I don’t think I want to know.”
“Doesn’t matter! Now, don’t interrupt—,”
“I don’t want to know—,”
“DON’T INTERRUPT.”
“…”
“Good.” Sakura grinned cheekily. “Now, where was I—oh, yes!”
Sasuke sighed exasperatedly, slouching with poise—however he does it, is a mystery—and continued to listen.
“How do you attract girls?”
He threw her an incredulous gaze.
“What—,”
“Most of the girls find you handsome and are attracted to you, right?”
“I guess—,”
“So that means they are attracted due to your looks, also known as physical appearance.”
“Why are you telling me this?”
“So I smelled you.”
“You’re not making sense.”
“That’s ‘cause I’m not yet finished explaining.”
“Hn.”
“So, there. I’ve read something in the internet.”
Nodding, he urged her to continue. Just to get the topic done and over.
“And they say that a person is attracted to someone not because of how they look but how they smell.”
“That sounds wrong.”
“Yeah, let me rephrase it: They say that a person is attracted based by their scent rather than by their looks. Better?”
“Better.” He shrugged nonchalantly. “I still don’t get why you’re telling me this.”
“Well, your fan girls love you.”
“I want to castrate them.”
“But they love you because of your looks!”
“Hn,” Sasuke raised brow, partially covered by his bangs. “So?”
“But I love your smell!”
“Is that supposed to—what?”
“I… I love your smell.”
“You’re in love with my… smell?”
She whacked him in the head. Oh, her famous strikes—one of whom has such great strength.
“Damn it,” he glared. “What’s that for?”
“I meant: I love how you smell.”
“Are you implying—,”
“Yes, I do love you.”
“Well, Sak, you give the most unique love revelations.”
He ruffled her hair, messily and gave a chaste kiss. “But I love you, too.”
“Aww, that’s so sweet.”
“Shut up, don’t go annoying on me.”
“I’m ignoring that. I’d be a hypocrite, though, if I say I don’t love your looks, too.”
“I know; who doesn’t?”
“…conceited ass.”
They walked hand in hand. Well, Sakura forced her hand in his and entwined her fingers with his. He complied, thankfully.
“So…” she gave a curious look while blushing. “How is it that you smell so good?”
He paused for a while.
…
…
“…I use axe.”
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hope it was crack-ish. >_>
Not much action, not much details--more on the dialogue 'cause it's the main point and i felt it could distress the atmosphere. Crack. kind of-ish. >_> dunno.
CRACK. ish. so OOC.
Smelling, Sniffing--Loving.
neon kun
“Sakura…” A somewhat bemused voice said. “Why are you sniffing me?”
Sasuke backed his upper torso away from Sakura in mock, albeit playfully, further leaning his back to the couch. His polo shirt was halfway unbuttoned, revealing the black shirt he wore inside, as half of the dangling piece of it was tucked in messily in his pants. He never did wear his uniform the proper way. After all, no one complained.
They were currently in Sasuke’s apartment. Sakura decided to drop by as she usually do, letting the time pass.
“I’m not, dummy,” The pink haired girl in front of Sasuke snorted indignantly, placing her hands on each side of her hips, trying to intimidate the school’s best sought out bachelor (the whole world, I stand corrected) although not quite successful. “I’m not a dog.”
“Then care to explain what the hell you were doing?” he raked a hand on his hair.
“I was smelling you.”
A tentative brow rose.
“…and why?”
“’Cause you smell good?”
“That’s stupid however true.”
“I would’ve liked it better if you’ve just said delirious.”
“Delirious, then.”
Puffed cheeks from Sakura.
“Well, aren’t you going to ask why?”
“Why what?”
“Why I was smelling you?”
“Because you’re delirious?”
“Don’t be silly.”
“I’m not.”
“They say—,”
“Wait, I don’t think I want to know.”
“Doesn’t matter! Now, don’t interrupt—,”
“I don’t want to know—,”
“DON’T INTERRUPT.”
“…”
“Good.” Sakura grinned cheekily. “Now, where was I—oh, yes!”
Sasuke sighed exasperatedly, slouching with poise—however he does it, is a mystery—and continued to listen.
“How do you attract girls?”
He threw her an incredulous gaze.
“What—,”
“Most of the girls find you handsome and are attracted to you, right?”
“I guess—,”
“So that means they are attracted due to your looks, also known as physical appearance.”
“Why are you telling me this?”
“So I smelled you.”
“You’re not making sense.”
“That’s ‘cause I’m not yet finished explaining.”
“Hn.”
“So, there. I’ve read something in the internet.”
Nodding, he urged her to continue. Just to get the topic done and over.
“And they say that a person is attracted to someone not because of how they look but how they smell.”
“That sounds wrong.”
“Yeah, let me rephrase it: They say that a person is attracted based by their scent rather than by their looks. Better?”
“Better.” He shrugged nonchalantly. “I still don’t get why you’re telling me this.”
“Well, your fan girls love you.”
“I want to castrate them.”
“But they love you because of your looks!”
“Hn,” Sasuke raised brow, partially covered by his bangs. “So?”
“But I love your smell!”
“Is that supposed to—what?”
“I… I love your smell.”
“You’re in love with my… smell?”
She whacked him in the head. Oh, her famous strikes—one of whom has such great strength.
“Damn it,” he glared. “What’s that for?”
“I meant: I love how you smell.”
“Are you implying—,”
“Yes, I do love you.”
“Well, Sak, you give the most unique love revelations.”
He ruffled her hair, messily and gave a chaste kiss. “But I love you, too.”
“Aww, that’s so sweet.”
“Shut up, don’t go annoying on me.”
“I’m ignoring that. I’d be a hypocrite, though, if I say I don’t love your looks, too.”
“I know; who doesn’t?”
“…conceited ass.”
They walked hand in hand. Well, Sakura forced her hand in his and entwined her fingers with his. He complied, thankfully.
“So…” she gave a curious look while blushing. “How is it that you smell so good?”
He paused for a while.
…
…
“…I use axe.”
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hope it was crack-ish. >_>
