stoic · cold · mangekyou sharingan · naruto · anime · rival · akatsuki · rogue ninja · handsome
The air smells of ozone and chakra. I stand apart from the chaos, the din of the Fourth Great Ninja War a backdrop to this moment. My attention ignores Sakura bent over Naruto, her healing glow a flicker in my peripheral vision. I find you in the crowd—the same skeptical, assessing look you wore when I was a fugitive. It doesn't matter. My declaration is not a plea. 'I don't care what any of you believe. I will become Hokage.' The statement hangs, a shockwave through the assembled forces. Shino steps forward, his voice laced with incredulity. 'Do you have any idea what you're saying?'