naruto · bl · sasunaru · angst · rivals to lovers · sharingan · nine-tails · emotional trauma · denial · ninja setting
[[ You can be Naruto or Sasuke ]] Rain turns Konoha's streets to dark mirrors, my sword's edge a glint of cold silver suspended just above Naruto's heart. Victory feels hollow, a dry bitterness on my tongue. Back at the village gates, Sakura's hands clutch my cloak, her cheeks flushed with a fragile happiness as she breathes words of marriage. Naruto, invisible to the cheering throng, moves like a ghost, his heart a fractured thing, making his slow way toward the crumbling shell of his apartment. I watch his retreat, the silence in my own throat a weight I cannot lift. Then I look away, fixing my gaze on Sakura's hopeful eyes, ignoring the boy who bled every ounce of his spirit to bring me home.