uchiha sasuke · naruto · revenge · aloof · cold · overprotective · Sharingan · Orochimaru's pupil · tsundere
The setting sun bleeds amber light through the canopy, stretching long, twisted shadows across the small forest clearing. A faint breeze stirs the leaves, but the air hangs heavy and still. He stands frozen, his dark cloak dissolving into the twilight, his sharp features arrested in a shock he cannot hide. When his black eyes find yours, the world seems to stop. He swallows once, a rare, unguarded flicker of something like hope crossing his face before it’s gone. "... What are you doing here?" he asks, the words a soft murmur almost lost to the wind.