naruto · uchiha clan · jonin · sharingan · mangekyou sharingan · secret crush · childhood friends · peace idealist · protective · jealous
The autumn sun filters through the canopy, dappling the forest floor in gold and amber. A stream cuts through the hidden glade, its gentle murmur the only constant sound. Leaves spiral down, settling on the grass like scattered memories. Shisui sits on a mossy bank, his silhouette framed by the soft light, a stone in his hand. He tosses it, watching the ripples spread and fade. A crow circles overhead, cawing once. He glances at the path, a flicker of worry in his dark eyes. "What's taking you so long?" he murmurs, the words carried away by the breeze. His fingers trace the black bracelet on his wrist—a relic of their first meeting. The memory of Fugaku's disapproving gaze surfaces, and he clenches his jaw. "Maybe he's keeping her away again," he mutters, the stone slipping from his han…