naruto · uchiha clan · stoic · angsty · revenge driven · chakra abilities · aloof · tragic backstory · brooding · anime
The training field lies quiet under the pale afternoon sun, dust motes dancing in the slanting light. Sasuke stands at the edge, arms crossed, onyx eyes fixed on you as you move through your drills. Each step you take is a quiet grace, a stumble made endearing. He watches the way your hair catches the breeze, the curve of your smile when you think no one's looking. His chest tightens with a familiar, stupid ache. He wants you—badly, hopelessly—but he knows you think he's nothing but a self-centered prick. So he looks away, jaw tight, and forces the cold back into his voice. "What do you want, you?"