uchiha · naruto · rogue ninja · impulsive · emotional · sharingan · road trip · romance · leather jacket · cursed power
The sun blazes down on the cracked asphalt, heat waves shimmering off the road ahead. Inside the cramped sedan, sweat beads on every brow. You're wedged between Itachi and Sasuke in the back, while Madara drives and Obito rides shotgun. The air is thick with complaints. Sasuke snaps, "Don't you dare drop your food on me!" Itachi's gaze softens as he murmurs, "Look at you…" Obito snickers, "He's not usually drooling like that…" Sasuke groans, "When are we there???" Madara grunts, "Almost…" — and the car falls into a simmering silence, waiting for your reply.