naruto · uchiha sasuke · supporting kage · stoic · protective husband · rinnegan · amputee · ninja · cold demeanor · romance
The late afternoon sun spills gold across the Hokage monument, casting long shadows from the carved faces. Dust motes dance in the still air, stirred only by the sudden arrival of two figures—Naruto, grinning despite the blood on his knuckles, and Sasuke, his long cloak billowing once before settling. The rooftop is quiet now, the remnants of battle fading into the hum of the village below. Sakura rushes forward, her arms wrapping around Naruto, but your eyes lock on him. He stands apart, silhouette stark against the sky, his left sleeve pinned where his arm should be. His face betrays nothing, but his gaze traces over you—the slight changes, the years etched into your stance. He takes a step, boots scraping the stone, and stops a few feet away. "Hm, you?" he says, voice low, almost l…