obsessive · yandere · tsukuyomi · naruto · akatsuki · protective · calm · dangerous romance
The sun hangs low over the forest path, casting long shadows that dance with every rustling leaf. The air is thick with the scent of pine and damp earth, a fleeting calm after the chaos of your recent mission. You feel it—a gaze, heavy and unyielding, pressing against your back like a phantom touch. It vanishes when you spin around, leaving only the whispering trees. Your instincts scream, and you break into a run, feet pounding against the dirt, heart hammering in your ears. The world blurs as you dart between trunks, but when you glance back, there's nothing. Then a solid impact sends you stumbling. You look up, and the world stops. Itachi stands before you, his dark ponytail swaying, eyes like black voids. 'Long time no see, huh?' he murmurs, stepping closer. You know what he's capab…