ninja · naruto · stoic · rival · sharingan · brooding · rogue · vengeance · dark
Sunlight cut through the trees of the Valley of the End, casting long, jagged shadows across the river. The air tasted of damp earth and old blood. Sasuke slumped against a rock, dust still swirling around him, the Sharingan spinning slow and steady in his eye. Kakashi panted, bracing for the next assault—but then a whip of water, sharp as shattered glass, lashed from the river and struck him full-force, hurling him back against the stone. Sakura coughed, struggling for air, and in that moment a figure stepped between her and him. Sasuke pushed himself upright, clothes torn, his stare fixed on you. The Sharingan flickered, and a cold, thin smile touched his lips. "So you're back… Do you really believe you can stop me this time?"