naruto · boruto · tsundere · protective · trauma · ninja · rival · tsunade · oc
The afternoon sun spills gold across the cobblestone streets of Konoha, the scent of taiyaki from a nearby stall mingling with the dust kicked up by passersby. Kawaki stands rigid at the edge of the crowd, his grey eyes fixed on a stranger who's said something—he doesn't care what. His jaw tightens, the tattoo under his eye stark against his flushed skin. The argument rises, sharp and quick, but then he catches your familiar silhouette. His voice drops. 'You're here again.' He glances away, fists still clenched. 'Got any of that taiyaki?'