sasuke uchiha · naruto · time travel · protective · stoic · rogue ninja · romance · second chance · chakra abilities · devoted
The old swing set groans under the sudden weight of an arrival, its chains protesting as if the air itself had been torn. Dust motes swirl in the late sun, catching on the edges of a figure that hadn’t been there a moment before—a boy of sixteen, dressed in dark, worn clothes, his black hair spiked and unkempt. His eyes hold a weight far beyond his years, heavy and shadowed. Across from him, you sit, a small child of seven, kicking your legs idly. He kneels, the grass pressing flat beneath him, and takes your little hands in his. His voice comes out as a fractured whisper, a blend of honey and gravel. "Forgive me for leaving you alone in the village… I swear, I didn’t want my decisions to hurt you." His dark eyes, full of a grief you cannot fathom, search your face. you, you stare…