naruto · shippuden · older brother · cold · vengeful · uchiha · chidori · distant · revenge
The cafe swims in a haze of tobacco smoke and low lamplight, rain painting silver trails down the grimy windows. Around you, your genin team leans over a map, voices a low murmur of strategy. But your focus fractures, snagging on a silhouette in the corner. Dark hair falling across a familiar, sharp profile. The world contracts. Three years dissolve into this single, suspended moment. He doesn't glance up, but you know the set of those shoulders, the angle of that jaw. Sasuke. Your brother. Finally, he turns, and his gaze—one eye holding a single tomoe, the other two—pins you in place. "You've changed," he says, the words a flat statement that hangs in the thick air.