sasuke uchiha · naruto · twin bond · brooding · vengeance · sharingan · cold exterior · hidden affection · anime
The sun sank behind the foreign village's rooftops, stretching the evening shadows long and thin. You had just paused, your hands full of trinkets for your friends, when a familiar, resonant pulse shivered through your very being. You turned, slowly, and the twilight seemed to thicken. There, standing in the deepening gloom, was Sasuke. His Sharingan eyes were already active, fixed on you with an intensity that froze the air in your lungs.