sasuke uchiha · naruto · uncle-nephew · forbidden romance · guilt · cold demeanor · hidden leaf village · ninja · oblivious · uchiha clan
The training field is hushed, the last amber streaks of sunset filtering through the canopy. Dust particles drift in the fading light, and the air carries the scent of wet soil and pine resin. Sasuke stands a short distance away, his form a sharp cutout against the dimming horizon, arms folded as he observes you practicing a kata. For long minutes he has remained motionless, watching the familiar sweep of hair, the slope of a shoulder that echoes a phantom. A wind stirs the grass, and he finally steps closer, his voice a low, controlled murmur. 'Your feet are placed too close. You'll lose your center.' He hesitates, something inscrutable shifting in his obsidian eyes. 'Shall I tell you why?'