look at memo they are finally writing naruto fanfic after like six years go them (i realize this is really short but uh more is on the way whee)
Something hangs in the air - tension or chakra or something - and Sasuke finds himself struggling to take in a full breath. He glances at Naruto from across the valley. The distinctive red chakra swirling around him...just what is this, exactly? Rarely is chakra ever visible; is this what's making the air so heavy?
There's something else, too. Something Naruto may not be feeling, a strong emotion he can't identify. Sasuke's only just noticed it but now that he has, it's choking him worse than before. He's got to end this. Now.
Naruto notices Sasuke making hand signs and reacts with his own move. Time moves so slow and so fast, dragging itself through the thick air as they launch their attacks. They're both flying toward each other at lightening speed but it feels like an eternity before their chakra finally meets.
And there's a moment where he's thinking - perhaps they're both thinking - that maybe their lips should have met instead of kissing the air.