Title: A woman's touch
Author: Kendopunk
Rating: PG
Summery: There was something seriously wrong with the idea that Sasuke might have issues of Cosmo under his sink, or flowery shampoo in his bathroom.
Author's Note: Happy Christmas! Sorry this is so freaking late! Writer's block is the name of the game, and I am a slave to it's craziness.
Soundtrack: "Here in your arms" by Hello Goodbye and "This Love" by Angela Aki
Disclaimer: Yeah, don't own it. If I did, this stupid Jiraiya fight would be done by now.

Sasuke had never lived with a woman before. Well there was his mother, but she didn't count. Mothers never really do.

He didn't know what to expect when he asked his girlfriend to move in with him. Would she bring over a bunch of things? What if she made his entire apartment pink? Oh what if he opened up his bathroom cabinet and came face to face with those…those…things? There was something seriously wrong with the idea that Sasuke might have issues of Cosmo under his sink, or flowery shampoo in his bathroom. Oh dear God, his entire apartment would smell like girl. People would walk in and think 'oh, so Uchiha turned gay.' Great. Just Great.

Good-bye masculinity, you shall be sorely missed.

But it surprised him actually, when he opened the door to see Sakura standing there with a bag over her shoulder and a single box in her arms.

"What's that?" He inquired.

The medic shifted a little, attempting to get a good grasp on it before answering.

"My things."

A dark eyebrow quirked up. "That's it?"

Sakura sighed. "Well, Tenten was thinking of getting a new place, so I just kind of told her she could have mine. I mean, it's all furnished and stuff. So I just grabbed the essentials. And if I need anything else I can go back or I can get it at the market place, and Sasuke this box actually is pretty heavy so can I come in?"

Why did she have to ask? It was her home now too.

God he would never get used to thinking that.

Uchiha Sasuke did not share well.

He stepped aside and let her pass by him, and as he closed the door he wondered what exactly he had gotten himself into.

Within a month, his subconscious question was answered, and he was finding out lots of new things about females. Or, at least, about Sakura anyway.

He never knew that she was so involved in her work. Half of his bookcase was a shrine to Sakura. Several medical tomes sat on one shelf, almost weighing it down. There would always be a spot where one book was missing, because she would read one every night. Sasuke would come home nearly every night and find her asleep at the desk, her pink hair all disarray over the large books in front of her. A pen or highlighter would be leaning in her slack grip, and he was pretty sure that some of the pages were wet with drool. It had become a regular job of his to lift her into his arms and lay her in the bed.

He learned to never disturb Sakura when she was into her books. You would either get bitched at or socked in the face. It didn't even matter what book it was, whether it was one of the big ones, or a little book that Ino had loaned her. Sakura's inner world revolved around what she read and how the reading affected her life.

Sasuke found that he actually liked watching her read. Her brow would furrow sometimes in concentration and occasionally her teeth would scrape against her bottom lip in thought. She would look up sometimes, her emerald orbs in strict hardness as she calculated something in her mind.

His girlfriend really was quite the scholar.

Sasuke never knew that Sakura liked to bake. More than once he came home to the smell of fresh cookies, or cake, or pie. He didn't have a sweet tooth, and when he told her so once, she scoffed at him.

"What the hell makes you think they're for you?"

After that statement she shoved a cookie in her mouth and winked at him.

After that statement she broke his nose because he told her if she kept eating sugary crap then she would get fat.

Ah, love.

But the thing that surprised this man most of all, was that Sakura danced. She would clean the apartment, dancing from room to room. Each room had a song apparently, because she would dance differently when she was in a certain area. When she was in the kitchen, he knew it was the 'rock' room. He could hear the heavy bass and guitar rifts blare from the headphones she wore as she swayed her hips and head to the rhythm. She would sing into the mop and then spin and jump and well…he didn't really even know if it could be considered dancing.
In the bathroom it was more upbeat, popish sounding. Happy music, though why the bathroom would be considered a happy area, he had no idea…well except for that one time he backed her against the wall and-…but that's a story for a different time. She would bounce as she washed the mirrors and bathtub, and sing very loudly, sometimes off key even. But he never said anything about it, it wasn't like he was a great singer either.
Bedroom was a soft music, something that she gently swayed to with her eyes closed and a soft smile on her face. She would make the bed and hum quietly, or carry the laundry out and whistle.

Sakura loved to dance.

But all the while that she lived with him; he was also finding out new things that he didn't know about himself.

He doesn't like sweets…but he'll eat Sakura's chocolate chip cookies.

He doesn't really mind the floral smell in the bathroom when he walks into it.

He likes waking up in the morning to find someone lying next to him.

He thought she was utterly adorable when she danced in the kitchen.

He liked…loved that when he walked through the door with a sigh of "I'm home" someone was there to smile and reply, "Welcome home."

The feeling that had come the first time he heard her say it was odd. He was surprised to get a reply, even more surprised to have her say that dinner would be in at six so he should go and get ready.

Uchiha Sasuke was not an affectionate man. He wasn't emotional; he knew that he didn't treat Sakura how she deserved to be treated sometimes. But, he would do his best to get his feelings across in the only ways he knew how.

A nod of thanks when she cooked.

A brush of his lips against her forehead when he left.

A small smile when she helped him train, it really was so much fun to fight her.

But what he thought gave her the most knowledge of his feelings, was when he would be the one to greet her with a nod, and a brush of fingers against hers as he walked by.

"Welcome Home, Sakura."

She smiles brightly, and for the first time in twelve years his home is filled with warmth.

A/N: Oh I am so so sorry for the wait. Just…life is getting in the way, applying for colleges, and massive writers block. But I managed to churn this one out. It's not as long as I would hope or want it to be, but this is it. This is also going to be the second to last chapter. That's right, next chapter is going to be the last, so I'll try to make it good. Maybe some smut. Maybe some fluff. Maybe some violence. You never can tell with these guys. I want to get started on my full length Naruto story. So look for that up in a month or too. On a side note, who is sick of the Jiraiya fight in the manga? Holy crap, someone just…die officially now, please! At least we get to see Naruto's Mom. I now have a face to put with one of my favorite pairings! Of course, as it were, I don't have enough time to answer a lot of reviews, but I read each and every one and I love all of them! Thank you all so much for the support. I'll try and get a few down here.

C.A.M.E.O1 and only: Yes, Sakura does have a good heart, she's a really good friend to those stupid boys, and she tries her hardest to not punch them through a roof most of the time.

Fightnsurfgrl: Yeah, I'll try to get the next chapter out sooner if I can. Consider this a Christmas present.

RLO: Well, they won't always act like kids. Someday they'll have kids to teach and then all hell will break loose.

Arcaina: Best friends do stick together. Just ask mine, if something bothering one of us we don't sleep until it stops bothering them. If there's a problem it NEEDS to be spoken of. I think Kushina didn't take Minato's name because…well she's from a different village of course, but also Uzumaki is just so cool. Maybe Kushina died in the Kyuubi attack, or on a mission. I have a theory. I wanna see the Itachi/Sasuke fight really bad. But ugh, stupid Jiraiya…his fight is taking over. And coffee DOES fix everything.