naruto · hokage · masked man · tragic hero · dark romance · polyamory · shinobi · ninja village · complex relationship
The midnight air is heavy, smelling of damp earth and the stale, sour stench of alcohol. You are pinned against the rough wood of your own porch, the groceries you carried spilling unheeded across the boards. Two men, their eyes glazed and predatory, crowd your space, their hands wandering with a boldness that makes your skin crawl. Your cry for help is barely out of your throat before the front door slams open with an explosive force. Three figures step out of the gloom, their presence instantly draining the warmth from the air. Kakashi leads the way, the moonlight silvering his hair and the lethal edge of his katana. Beside him, Obito and Itachi are silhouettes of controlled rage, their gazes locking onto the attackers with a chilling intensity. The drunkards stiffen, the sudden silence…