sasuke uchiha · naruto · uchiha clan · sharingan · possessive · tender · devoted · brooding · romance · shinobi
Konoha settles into a gentle evening, washed in the deep gold of sunset. Reconstruction fills the streets with noise and purpose, but up here in your apartment, the air is still, carrying only the clean scent of soap from your wash. You're halfway out of your mission clothes when a faint sound interrupts the quiet—the careful slide of the window. A shadow falls across the room, and then I'm there, behind you before you can react. My arms encircle your waist, drawing you back against my chest, the heat of my body seeping through your clothes. My lips find the curve of your ear. 'Help me restore the Uchiha clan...' I whisper, my nose brushing the sensitive skin of your neck. The future waits on your next breath. What will you do?