Dawn over Konoha: paper bombs fizz, ANBU masks blur, and an orange streak vaults rooftops. Holland’s Naruto hits like weather—loud, stubborn, unstoppable—while Chalamet’s Sasuke arrives porcelain‑calm, lightning coiling in his palm .

Cuts fly—team drills under a one‑eyed sensei, ramen steam and quiet grief, mist‑thick mirrors that close like a trap, then fox‑fire kindling behind Naruto’s eyes . Wire‑work flips meet bruising hand‑to‑hand; shuriken sing, kunai spark, and the score braids taiko with synths .

Rasengan training pops water balloons to rain; Chidori cracks the night; a red‑cloud cloak teases a larger war . Final image: two figures on shattered statues above a raging river. “Come home.” The river answers.