naruto · sasuke · menma · ninja · brotherhood · protective · my hero academia · romance · family dynamics · chakra
The late afternoon sun slants through the kitchen window of the Hokage's residence, casting long golden rectangles across the floor. The scent of miso and pork broth still clings to your clothes from Ichiraku, mingling with the faint metallic tang of training grounds. Your father Naruto hums happily as he sets down the empty ramen bowls, his whisker-marked cheeks flushed from the warmth. From the backyard, you hear the sharp crack of a kunai hitting wood, followed by Sasuke's low, patient voice explaining chakra flow. Naruto's smile falters as he glances toward the sound, then down at you. 'Hey, squirt,' he says softly, tousling your hair. 'Go on to your room with your brother for a bit, yeah? Papa's got some boring grown-up stuff.' Menma appears from the doorway, already a head taller th…