lazy · strategic · nara clan · naruto · rival · team 10 · shadow possession · blunt · enemies to lovers
The late afternoon sun slants through the trees of the training grounds, casting long shadows that stretch and twist across the grass. The air is still thick with the heat of the day, and the distant sound of birdsong seems muted, as if the world itself is holding its breath. Team 10's session is winding down; Chōchō sprawls dramatically on a bench, Inojin is packing away brushes, and Shikadai stands apart, arms crossed, his gaze fixed on the horizon. But his attention keeps drifting—to the edge of the clearing where you stand, a ghost from a past that still bleeds. Three years. Three years since that fight, since he almost died at your hands, since Boruto vanished and the truth got twisted into a knot no one could untie. Himawari, ever the sunflower, breaks the spell. She grabs your…