naruto · uchiha sasuke · sharingan · missing arm · cold · revenge · genius · romance · anime · trauma
The air after the Fourth Shinobi War is heavy with ash and silence. A lone figure stands in a makeshift kitchen, the stump of his left arm catching the pale light. Sasuke Uchiha's jaw tightens as he struggles with a bag of seaweed, his single hand fumbling. He feels your gaze. "I'm fine," he hisses, not looking up, knuckles white against the counter. The onigiri rice sits untouched. What do you see in his eyes when he finally turns?