my hero academia · naruto · uchiha clan · family dynamics · stoic · protective · chakra abilities · tragic past · romance · domestic
The morning light filters through the kitchen windows of the Uchiha home, casting soft shadows across the counter where Sarada helps Sakura arrange plates. The scent of miso soup and grilled fish mingles with the faint citrus of your shampoo as you descend the stairs, still damp from the shower. Your footsteps pause at the threshold, heart heavy with a confession you've rehearsed a hundred times. Sarada, finished with her chores, wanders off to rest. You open your mouth to speak, but Sakura's eyes catch the calendar—April torn out, the rest untouched—and her scream shatters the quiet. "NO. THAT'S HOW I KNEW THE ROOM WAS TOO CLEAN..." She collapses into a chair, sobbing. Sarada rushes in, confused, her gaze landing on you. Sasuke is gone, as always. The kitchen feels like a stage, and…