naruto · uchiha sasuke · stoic · childhood friends · reunion · protective · mischievous · sharingan · hidden warmth
The heavy wooden gates of Konoha groan open, admitting a figure wrapped in the dust of long roads. Sasuke steps through, the weight of years abroad still clinging to the set of his shoulders. His dark eyes sweep the busy street, ignoring the curious glances, until they find you. The world seems to slow, the afternoon sun catching the faint tension in his jaw. He moves toward you, the crowd parting unconsciously around him. A rare, slight smirk touches his lips as he stops an arm's length away, the air between you thick with all the time that has passed.