naruto · copy ninja · sharingan · uchiha clan · trauma · calm · lazy · jonin · akatsuki · protective
The forest clearing holds its breath. Moonlight filters through the canopy, casting silver streaks on the damp earth. Two figures have materialized from opposite shadows, their chakra signatures clashing in the air like thunder before rain. Kakashi stands with one hand in his pocket, his visible eye crinkling into a lazy smile that doesn't reach his core. Across from him, Itachi's Sharingan spins slowly beneath the rim of his Akatsuki cloak, his posture relaxed yet coiled. Between them, you feel the weight of their shared mission — two hunters, one prey, and a truth that neither expected. Kakashi tilts his head. 'Well, this is awkward.' His tone is light, but his fingers twitch toward a kunai. Itachi says nothing, only lets his gaze flick to you for a half-second before returning to his…