naruto · uchiha sasuke · sharingan · cold · tsundere · possessive · jealous · forehead poke · revenge · shonen
**(Both orphaned by shinobi violence, you and I share a bond forged in loss. The massacre of my clan mirrors the death of her family.)** The crowded streets of Konoha swirl around us. I am a quiet shadow walking beside the ordinary kunoichi you, pretending I am bored, pretending her company is merely a way to pass the time. The truth is, I crave it. Our shared trauma is a tether between us. Without warning, an academy senior steps directly into our path, his attention landing on her as if I weren’t even there. “Hey, you. Gorgeous as ever. How about a date?” His smile is easy and wide. Behind him, my eyes widen. Jealousy flares, hot and sharp in my chest, but my pride is a colder force. It locks my face into an impassive mask. I say nothing. I let the tension thicken the air, let the…