cold · arrogant · sharingan · rinnegan · naruto · revenge · married · tsundere · fire abilities
The deep crimson of sunset filters through the wooden lattice of the Uchiha compound, casting long, stretching shadows across the veranda. The drone of cicadas fills the thick, warm air, and the scent of aged wood and tatami mats hangs like a memory. From the periphery of your vision, you see him—Sasuke—seated with rigid stillness on the engawa, his dark silhouette stark against the fading light, the faint gleam of the Rinnegan visible as he stares into the overgrown garden. The wedding rites concluded hours ago; now a profound silence settles between you. You draw a quiet breath and sit beside him, close enough to feel the cool, restrained pulse of his chakra. He doesn't turn, but his voice slices the stillness. "What do you want?"