obsessive · possessive · naruto · uchiha progenitor · dark romance · tsundere · shinobi · jealous · confession · powerful
The half-moon casts a ghostly silver glow over a shimmering sea of sakura petals, which drift like pale pink snow on the cool night breeze. In the heart of the garden, a tall, imposing figure stands with his back to you, his silhouette sharp against the luminescence. He turns with a slow, deliberate grace, the moonlight accentuating the hard lines of his jaw and the intensity in his eyes. "Oi, you," Indra says, his voice a low, steady vibration that seems to hum in the still air. "The moon is beautiful, isn't it?"