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woah i love how most characters have dialogue depending on their opponent instead of “UP” “HUH” “HYAHH!” “GAHH!” “UH” :)

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and boruto never realized.. that was the best and only poke that has ever happen to him

Cant just go poking people’s foreheads like that!

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jeeesh

Noelle: I don’t have a crush on Asta!

Yami: yeah you do

Mimosa: absolutely

Yuno: you do

Asta: Why do you want to crush me?

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preview?

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jeeeeesssuuuuussss this was superb~ i would love it if it was a play though, we would love a little scene in a theater especially for borusara~ ;)

UnBroken: Chapter 1 - The Encounter

What’s up everyone! I’m back on my tumblr shit. ✌🏼 I started school three weeks ago so ya girl is busy, but not too busy to introduce to you a new borusara fanfic.

Disclaimer: I don’t own Boruto or any of its characters. ALSO, RATED T+ FOR LANGUAGE/SEXUAL REFERENCES

It is homecoming night at Konoha Ninja Academy. Two second-year students, Sarada Uchiha, 16, stands alongside her same-aged female friend, ChoCho Akimichi. They stand against a corner wall of the gymnasium. A firm and serious Sarada has her back pressed against the wall, her glasses pointing down. ChoCho attempts to fix her hair in an effort to approach a handsome boy she spots in the distance.

ChoCho: How do I look?

Sarada: Fine.

ChoCho: Good. Hopefully this will knock Riku off his feet. He’s sooo cute! We have two classes together… Don’t you want to dance? We only get so many of these homecoming dances you know.

Sarada: I don’t dance.

ChoCho: Sure you do! Let loose a little. We’ve been in classes all week. Let’s pick out some hotties from the crowd!

Sarada: I wouldn’t call them hotties.

ChoCho: (sighing) Suit yourself. Are you okay to get home by yourself?

Sarada: Yeah, no problem.

ChoCho: Okay, great. I’m going in now, wish me luck!

Sarada: Good luck!

ChoCho strolls away, leaving an unattended Sarada to wander over to the fruit punch and chips table. She crunches on a chip, not really enjoying the taste but not stopping herself from grabbing more. A voice from behind her spoke up, causing her to flinch.

Boruto: You should grab a plate for that many chips.

Sarada: I can easily hold them in my hand.

Boruto: You didn’t even use the tongs.

Sarada: My hands aren’t dirty.

Boruto: You sure about that?

Sarada: I don’t know, men are dirty but women love to sleep with them anyway.

Boruto: Bringing up sex already? I’ve only just met you.

Sarada: It was an analogy meaning “it’s not a big deal.”

Boruto: Are you always this academic?

Sarada: I’m a straight-A student.

Boruto: Interesting. (slight pause) Why do you come to these things alone?

Sarada: I’m not. I came with a friend.

Boruto: If you came with a friend, how come they’re not with you?

Sarada: They went to talk to someone else for a bit.

Boruto: So they ditched you.

Sarada: No!

Boruto: Who’d you come with?

Sarada: God, you ask so many nosy questions.

Boruto: Out of curiosity.

Sarada: I don’t have to answer.

Boruto: Suit yourself. (pause) I came with someone too.

Sarada: Oh really.

Boruto: Yeah. But I’m hoping to leave with someone else.

Sarada: Bummer.

Boruto: So you came to a social event to be a wallflower?

Sarada: I’m socializing with you, aren’t I?

Boruto: True. But you were standing over there (pointing to the corner) before I approached you.

Sarada: Stalker much?

Boruto: Observer of beautiful women is what I prefer.

Sarada: How many times have you used that one?

Boruto: Several. But it’s not a lie.

Sarada: Mhm. (checks her phone, pretending someone texted her) Well, my friend is waiting for me outside.

Boruto: Can I get your name?

Sarada: It’s Haruta. (going to leave) See you.

Boruto: Hang on, Haruta, don’t you want to know my name?

Sarada: Uh..

Boruto: You turn to exit after having a conversation with an attractive yet obnoxious male, and you’re not the least bit curious as to who I am?

Sarada: Obnoxious is an understatement.

Boruto: I am Boruto Uzumaki.

Sarada: You’re Lord Seventh’s son? He’s too much of a kind-hearted person to be your father.

Boruto: You’re cute. My dad’s an asshole. Your dad is way cooler, Sarada Uchiha.

Sarada: (slightly startled) How did you know my name?

Boruto: Your clan is one of the most famous in the village. Everyone knows you and your dad are the only Uchiha’s alive. I can’t believe you didn’t recognize me. Everyone knows me as the Hokage’s son.

Sarada: I didn’t know, and I wouldn’t have guessed it either. You look like a dumbass.

Boruto: Quite honest I see. I dig you.

Sarada: I don’t like when boys say they “dig” me.

Boruto: Fair enough.

Sarada: I have to go.

Boruto: See you later, Sarada. Say hi to your friend for me. (Winks)

The way he said her name makes her shiver. She lets herself stare at him for a little longer as she heads for the exit of the gymnasium.

End

I hope y’all like it. I know it’s formatted like a play. I’m a theater major sry lol.

See you next time!

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We all live for a train ride with Boruto and Sarada sitting together.

Right?

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LMAO I SAW THAT TOO

Sarada is getting touchy touchy now~

i didn’t mean it in that way

WAS THIS A HUG?????

My ship aaaaa

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Naruto: You know our children almost kissed?

Sasuke: *already really worried* Fuck, they’re gonna be together, aren’t they?

Naruto: Yep.

Sakura: Probably.

Hinata: I think so.

…

Me: I think so too.

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facts

People who hate Boruto have only seen 20 episodes

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the new top three :’)

The bright future ^^

Credits to RyanL

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must protecc at all times

Reblog if you love Boruto Uzumaki

I don’t give a shit if people find him a pain in the ass, I love him to pieces!

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i will always protect team 7, my little cuties :’)

This really made me cry. He’s hugging the son of the man who caused his grandfather to take his own life but he still hugs Mitsuki because he’s a member of Team 7, his student, and he truly cares about Mitsuki 😭😭 This is so beautiful. So fuckin beautiful. Konohamaru this is the best thing you’ve done in the series so far. My son deserves all the love!

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just look at my team 7

look, i got the feels right when Boruto said “Team 7 is back together, y’know!” just remember the war arc when Sasuke came back.

i know it’s nothing alike, but seriously i just got a connection

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GUESS WHO CALLED IT

FROM MY LATEST THEORY FROM TWO DAYS AGO LOOK AT HER SHARINGNAN

LMAO SHE GOT THE LEFT FIRST LIKE I SAID AHHHHHHHH

Do y’all think she noticed though? ;D

check out my theory here

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Sarada’s Sharingan | Boruto Theory

 heres a theory about Sarada, cuz duh mate, i idolize her. shes a cute tsun-tsun, and has much potential. sorry if theres like spelling mistakes, not grammar. i may use grammar in some sentences, some not. please like if you enjoyed~

Most of this is from Quora, paraphrased and applied to this theory subject. This covers her cannon MS design, what triggers her MS, and evolution.

PS: THIS WILL COVER A LOT WITH SASUKE AND ITACHI, DON’T GET MAD PLS BC OF HOW MUCH INFO IM SAYING ABOUT EM

PS 2.0: THIS WILL COVER THINGS ABOUT SAKURA AND uhh DEATH DON’T GET OFFENDED I LUV HER 2 BUT

Now, now. Here’s just basically random things about Sarada’s sharingan. Let’s start with... What is the Sharingan?

Sharingan is developed when an Uchiha member experiences a powerful emotion (about a person close to them). During this emotional moment the brain releases a special form of chakra that affects the optic nerves and transforms the eye into the Sharingan. 

(Credits to Hemanth Mothkuri on Quora!~)

Evolution

So. Her evolution of the Sharingan. From now, (ep 90) we still only had one tomoe. She should atleast have two, in my opinion. Too bad, though. Sasuke Uchiha, awakened double tomoe when he was fighting Haku. Would they be able to unlock their second tomoe when under stress, and saving someone they are really close to? Haku appeared episode nine from the original Naruto series, which is really fast for Sasuke to get double-tomoe. But then again, Sasuke unlocked his sharingan in a very young age. He unlocked second tomoe in his right eye first. Example:

It is unclear when we see his left eye unlock it, but just know that it’s one eye first after another. 

So basically, here’s a list when we see his Sharingan unlock.

One tomoe:

He unlocked during the Uchiha massacre.

Double tomoe:

On the Great Naruto Bridge, part I of Haku and Zabuza.

Three tomoe:

Fighting Naruto at the Final Valley of the End.

I’ve been noticing a pattern, here. You first unlock the Sharingan when experiencing a great and intense emotion. For Sarada, it was seeing her dad for the first time. The double tomoe, you unlock protecting someone close to you, or INTENSE training. Triple tomoe, you unlock fighting the person who was close to you. 

Let’s compare this to Itachi.  When Team 2 was given the task of guarding the Fire Daimyō, the company was attacked by Obito. Tenma attacked Obito and was killed in the fight. This emotional moment caused Itachi to awaken his Sharingan. Credit to Henmath Mouthkiri on Quora. :)

This was on episode 453: The Pain of Living. It can also be retrieved in itachi Shinden: Book of Bright Light.  I’m not too sure on him getting his second tomoe, and third tomoe. But, we do know how he got his Mangekyo Sharingan. Probably, just witnessing Shisui's death to protect the village was traumatic enough for Itachi to awaken his Mangekyou. Itachi, the only person I know so far to manifest two tomoe in one go, was a deep thinker. The death of his teammates and his will to do something about it though his friends were already dead made him desperate. But his will against the desperation held on due to his inquisitive nature (by which he kept himself inside the desparation long enough to generate enough of the unique chakra) and he managed to unlock enough power for the two tomoe sharingan. It can be that this is how an Uchiha is able to contain and harness the power of the Sharingan. Credit to JNat on Animestackexhange :) Credit to Tehol Beddict on Quora, too!

All in all, Sarada will get double tomoe, soon. But don’t get your hopes high in case that doesn’t happen in the few next episodes.

Mangekyou Sharingan

How will Sarada Uchiha retrieve the Mangekyou Sharingan? It’s like experiencing unlocking the Sharingan but the trauma is 10x more. Sasuke unlocked Mangekyo Sharingan by witnessing Itachi’s death. Even though he didn’t murder him, Itachi died of tuberculosis or lung cancer. Same with Itachi, he witnessed Shisui’s suicide. Itachi was a deep thinker, so no wonder he’d get his double-tomoe in one go, and Mangekyou Sharingan. Itachi lost everyone, and so did Sasuke. Sasuke couldn’t get Mangekyou because of how young he was, and he would have that much chakra prepared for the doujutsu. Many theorists believe that Sarada will fight Boruto, I don’t think so. They don’t have a rivalry like Sasuke and Naruto. They have a protection relationship, and which is “I want to get stronger for I can protect you.” Either Sasuke or Sakura will die for Sarada, to get her MS. Naruto is out of the question, since he will be training Kawaki, he won’t be Sarada’s mentor. Please note, not every Uchiha needs to experience death, I want to see somethign creative and peaceful for Sarada to push aside all the hatred, but hey! This is just a theory. :) And, she’d just awaken it by strong feelings, like Obito. He didn’t lose anyone, but just his emotions. 

Sasuke

First of all.. look at Boruto. 

Besides the fact that Boruto is fine ;) look at everything. Now, this is one of the most obvious theories.. but look.

Boruto has the following from his master, Sasuke..

Kusanagi

Cloak

Headband

Now, it would be reasonable if Sasuke gave Boruto his headband. Like in the Momoshiki Arc, I can see that. But his weapon? His cape? Hmm? Be reasonable, look. The sword he has had since a teen? His cloak that hides his arms, and his headband is ok. I personally, don’t think Sasuke will die. Kishi will lose about 80% of the fanbase if Sasuke dies. (i’d stay tho :) ). In my opinion, the flashforward is bait. I have some pictures on what Kishi has drewn himself for promotional pictures of Sarada grown up. She has an MS, if you were wondering. ;) 

I couldn’t find much and think about the rest, but Sakura has a big way up ahead.

Sakura

Most definitely. She will die in my opinion, for Sarada to move on. It’s not because I hate her, but this is one reason on how I imagine Sarada getting her Sharingan upgraded. Why, though? 

Sakura is irrelevent in Boruto now. She isn’t a main character anymore, she doesn’t play a role. 

We all know Sarada and Sakura’s relationship. Sakura even raised her by herself. Sakura is a amazing opportunity. Also, her death will not only be amazing for Sarada’s development.. but her relationship with Sasuke, too. Wouldn’t it be interesting to see Sarada start falling in the Curse of Hatred by that and Sasuke stepping in to help her not commit all the sins and mistakes he did? Or, what about Sarada accusing him o fhis own wife’s death and not being sad, or feel any emotion for it? Massive chances are at stake here by this single event, which is by a character we don’t use anymore. As much as I love Sakura, and would most likely cry to see her die, this is an amazing opportunity. I know, you’re sad too. Kishi claimed that in Boruto, no older gen characters are safe from death. He also claimed it will get a LOT darker, and may be no happy ending. Let’s continue on.

Finally, because of the cause of Sakura’s death, we could actually see her fighting again, some spotlight on her. She hasn’t gotten some lately, besides Sasori and Shin. She was used as a chakra batter for Obito, getting a single hit in Kaguya or bursting some Juubi fodder won’t count, let’s try to see something special for her, and only her. She had a big fighting will in part one, but now she’s just a housewife. 

Overall, I see Sakura with the biggest potential of  her death. Sasuke is too important to die like that yet, but someone needs a boost for Sarada for her sweet, sweet, lovely, Uchiha porwerup. There are too many doors open for her death. There’s no risk involved, also.

Credits to Ian Schumann on Quora! ^^ 

ily boo

Now, let’s see some pictures.

Kishimoto hints

Sasuke will take the ‘Jiraiya’ role, in that case, he’s too important to kill of like I’ve stated before.

However, while Jiraiya died around two thirds into the story, I simply can’t see Sasuke getting rid of, at least not that early. And its important to note here that if this were to happen, it would HAVE to happen somewhere relatively early, though we’ll get to that soon enough.

The fact is that he’s just too strong. A threat able to defeat someone of his level would be well beyond the main characters’ abilities as things are now and anywhere in the nearby future as a matter of fact. Furthermore if he were to be killed, that would cause all hell to break loose way too early. The logical next step after all is for Naruto himself to step in, as he’s the only one strong enough to take on someone at that level.

But then what? Have Naruto killed by the same threat? No…it does build this threat up a lot, but its basically the same thing twice. What about having Naruto defeat the threat? Again, no, that doesn’t work. It would make Sasuke’s death seem pointless and drive away attention from the new generation.

The point I’m getting at is that Sasuke’s death at any early point in the story would just be playing one’s cards too soon, especially at the sole benefit of Sarada. It leaves little leeway for the plot to move on and more so complicates things than builds them up.

All of this was retrieved from Ian Schumann on Quora, that’s why you see block-quotes around. Sasuke is too important to kill off. 

Blindness

Now, if Sarada got MS, would she get blind? Well, Sarada has glasses, which can somewhat help her but I doubt it. Sasuke could either take her to where he kept his eyes. To swap them out, but she’d need MS that time. (Also supports how Sakura’s part would come in play). This is a short concept, because not much evidence will be supported but, will edit when I think of a good theory!~

Sarada’s MS Design

Little extra ^3^

This artwork was drawn by Kishimoto himself, previewing Boruto’s teen years. Her MS design is like a flower / sun.Example:

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Your Night | Borusara Fic~

heyyy~ havent done a night’s out in a while. here ya go. pls follow me and like, and asks are open. this will be focused on sarada, next prolly somethin. this may be a short chapt. due to i cant describe sarada’s night that much, because itll be lead. so don’t get mad @ me >_< will update when part 4 comes out~ n btw this will have the most borusara i believe?

This is part III of the Nights Out series. 

Click here for parts I, II, IIII.

Genre: Fluff

Rating: T+

Word count: 1,583 

Character count: 8,869

I don’t have beta-reads, so please don’t get surprised if I make any mistakes. I only don’t use grammar at all on my notes. ^^ 

She collapsed. Boruto catches her in his arms, although in an awkward and embarrassing situation... he’d fall for her any day, but she’d catch him too. (Totally not a pun). What happened anyway..? Did she reveal her true self?... Boruto sighed and laid her on the bed. He put his finger on his lips, recalling the kiss she stole from him. He exhaled, and closed his eyes, but later opened them. He took his jacket, and slipped his shoes on. 

“Sorry, Sarada, for not having permission but..”

 He tilted him closer, pouting his lips together, and kissed Sarada’s forehead.He got the chills, and dusted his shoulders. He opened his window, and climbed up. He closed it from outside, smiling. He disappeared in an instant. 

A few minutes later, Sarada woke up. She didn’t feel hazy, like last time. She noticed she was in a dirty, sluggish, pigsty room. She usually keeps her room neat, after all..what can a Hokage be without being clean? Boruto’s room had 2 or 3 jackets on the floor. With some burger wrappers, and cups.. She finally realized it was the blonde’s room. She got up in an instant from disgust. 

 She tried looking for her glasses. She hit the jackpot, and grabbed them. She put on her vision enhancers in a slow manner. It takes some time to get used to them, y’know?

She slips on her shoes, and inspecting the room to see what ever happened for her to end up here... She sees his chair in an usual spot, with some aggression marks. 

“Huh?” She leans in closer to see what happened, furrowing her eyebrows. She pushes her glasses upwards, but the Uchiha just shrugs it off. She tries to hear if anyone is home, but she didn’t hear anything. After all, the only other exit was the window. A future Hokage would never dare! Therefore, she went to open the door, and making her way downstairs. 

Tap.

Tap.

Tap.

.

.

.

Sarada usually never heard this type of silence in a while. Either Mitsuki or Boruto would say something to disrupt environments like this. But...Sarada actually took a liking to this. She would fond for moments like this. Even in missions, it would make her focus more. Besides the fact, she reached the exit and opened it. The bright sun would reflect it’s light to her face, although she prefers it to be dark, it wasn’t the end of the world... She closed the door behind her, and took steps to the Uzumaki gate. Opening it in a silent manner, she managed to get through it. 

The Uzumaki residence really doesn’t have tight security, not even a lock, despite one of the household members being Hokage, talk about safety. Oh well, I’ll do the same when I’m Hokage then!~ She walked out and went to explore who she can find. No one really trains on free weekends... She really didn’t have anything going on.. 

Someone tapped her shoulder, and when Sarada went to turn around... She saw a tan-skin color with golden eyes, and orange hair. 

“I’m sorry, Sarada for what I did.. Please forgive me and everyone! I promise I won’t try to do that to you again..!” the girl was on her knees, and having her hands clasped together. 

“What?” Sarada looked confused. “Who are you?” Sarada was embarrased to ask, and pushed her glasses up. Pretending that she’s fine.

“Eh?! What do you mean ‘who are you?’ It’s me, Sarada! Who else?” The girl stopped kneeling to Sarada, and stood up. Dusting her self, blowing on some sand that got to her shoulders, weirdly.

“Uh...” Sarada tried to look at her to see if she remembers a jitter about her. Her eyes kept on following this random girl, and everywhere. Her pink colorful attire, or her puffy spikes of her long golden hair.

“Sarada? Are you okay?” 

All that poor Uchiha wanted her to say ‘its me’ with her saying her name in it, so she can act like she knows her.

“I’m sorry.. I don’t know what you’re talking about..” 

“You really don’t know, huh?” The girl’s face shaped into a sad one. Her heart was broken by the fact her closest friend forgot who she was. Sarada nodded no shortly after. “I hope you know my name at least, it’s ChouChou Akimichi..” “O-Okay.” Sarada smiled to her.

“I have an idea though..” ChouChou had a big grin shaped on her smile shortly. She grabbed the Uchiha’s hand. The Akimichi then brought Sarada to the playground.

“A playground?” Sarada furrowed her eyebrows and crossed her arms.

“Just wait. Everyone’s going to be here soon.” 

A few 5 minutes later, everyone arrived. “Okay! So, Sarada has lost her memories, and we have to retrieve them.”

“Boruto? Are you with us?” Mitsuki pointed out, and Boruto got closer and closer to Sarada. 

“Boruto?” Mitsuki exhaled deeply, and stretched his arm out to grab Boruto and bring him to the group. 

“Gah! Mitsuki, why’d you do that for?”

“Just because you want to be friendly with her isn’t a problem, but listen up, she’s our friend, too.” Inojin stated, and Boruto widened his eyes and shaped his face to normal, looking to the corner of his eye. 

“He told you.” Shikadai had a big grin on his face, again, putting Boruto in the spotlight.

“Whatever! Just listen.” ChouChou shouted, and everyone later followed her orders.

“Do whatever she calls you and says. It’ll work, trust me!” ChouChou smiled and had some confidence. Everyone nodded, and went in line in front of Sarada.

“Okay your name is..” Sarada questioned, with her hand on her face. “Shikadai..” He was somewhat embarrassed, but he can’t blame her. “Oh! I think..”

“I think you're the dumb one.. With Inojin as your sister!” Sarada was looking up, pushing her glasses up, too. 

“Wha-” Shikadai was cut off and Sarada proposed him to act dumb and swing around saying nonsense. 

Skip everything, and this is how it ends up so far. ChouChou is the one who works out a lot, and doesn’t eat chips, they’re her least favorite. Inojin was the flower boy who was like a mail-man, but with flowers. Mitsuki was just ChouChou’s boyfriend. Good thing she remembered that one.. Sumire was dressed up as a girl who sells water and Namida an ear, and Wasabi a fish. The last one to be in line, was Boruto Uzumaki. 

Boruto Uzumaki..

He was hoping she would remember what happened in his room.. But she didn’t. No matter how much times he hinted at her. He stole a random flower from Inojin, and placed it in his mouth. No one noticed, luckily. He was furrowing his eyebrows at her, and somewhat blushing. 

“Meoowww~ I’d be your pet anyday, ‘ttebasa~” 

Sarada widened her eyes, blinking twice. She was sheepish, painted pink

“Eh?!”

“Well, go ahead, tell me what am I.” He grabbed the flowers from his mouth and grabbed her hand, placing the flowers with her. How is no one not noticing this?! 

“You’re...” Sarada looked down, her eyes being hidden from those blue, ocean eyes. 

“My boyfriend!” Until Sarada shouted that out, everyone’s mouths dropped. Shikadai had a mad look on his face, disappointed in Sarada for choosing a clumsy-flirt like him. She looked up at him, throwing herself at him.

“I think I’m going to throw up!” ChouChou said, with all the diet in her stomach rumbling, and after her best friend liking.. 

THE

CLASS

CLOWN!

She ran into a garbage can, and all you see is green vomit coming out of her. We won’t describe it anymore, for the readers. Mitsuki was smiling and giving a thumbs up to Sarada and Boruto. He ran to ChouChou though. He’d remember this as their second date, thanks to Sarada...

Sarada was hugging and cuddling Boruto and rubbing her face against his chest. 

“Uh... Sarada?” Boruto was blushing crazy, you can almost see the veins of him pop up by how flustered he was. 

“Yes..”

“Senpai?~” She looked up at him from his chest. 

“S-S-S-S-SEnPAi?!!!!” Boruto was about to faint, and everyone around them were just shocked at Sarada. What’s going on?..

ChouChou was puking, still. Shikadai chuckled with Inojin. Sumire and team 15 was shocked, and suprised that Sarada actually found herself a man! 

“Kagura would be jealous...” Sumire whispered to team 15.

Boruto stared down at her, not caring about what other people are saying about them. She kept on rubbing her face to his chest, back and fourth. “So warm!~ So cute~...” 

“Kyah!!” Boruto was freaking out, crazy. If Nanadaime would find out about this.. he would just give him stuff dolls of Sarada from professionals and ramen tickets for both of them. Boruto took a step back, and causing him to trip, by how tight Sarada was hugging him. He fell on the floor, and Sarada on top of him. Shikadai and Inojin took a photo and went away. Mitsuki, ChouChou and team 15 were there still, though. 

“Fufufu~” Mitsuki smiled at them and went away cuddling ChouChou. Team 15 went away with them..

Sarada scooted up to where her face looked at Boruto’s. 

“S..S-Sarada... you’re so c-c-c-c-lose...!” His eyes widened, and as she got. She wrapped her finger on his jawline, and kept on following it’s outline.

“I don’t think that’s a problem, if I can stare into your eyes~”

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aHHhHhHH this was soo good and i’m barely reading it? first of all, mitsuchou was spot on. second of all, i can see shikadai making things way more awkward, i just need to read the next two chapters. third of all its borusara >~< i took a nap so i got lazy and didn’t achieve to finish it all offff, but i’m on my way :)

pls read @borusarastuff’s fics i luv em

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A/N: So, recently I decided to do a fic with chapters and this is all new to me but I’m excited. The name is “1 new message” and I’ll post on ff.net and wattpad as well (and you’ll find the link in my masterlist soon). 

Beta reader: @abbypdg (thank u, you’re an angel)

Warnings: there’s some cursing in this chapter but the book as a whole is mature content.

Word count: 3.692

PROLOGUE

The library was full of pretending. Students pretending they cared for the finals next week, the librarian pretending as if his job wasn’t terrible and I, pretending that the way Boruto was looking and smiling at me from time to time wasn’t affecting me at all and it was actually bothering.

“Why are you smiling that way?” I said with an annoying tone without removing my sight from the notebook in the table right in front of me.

“Nothing.” He smiled again turning himself to be facing me. “You look cute when you’re fully concentrated like that.”

I couldn’t avoid blushing but I tried my best to not let him see the pink shade spread all over my face. I should be accustomed to his usual compliments by now but how could I do it when he always did that with his perfect smile and blue eyes staring back at me? I don’t blame myself for these feelings, they were totally his fault.

“You are way cutter trying to hide your blush from me, Uchiha.” He sat straight again and his comment made me blush even more. So he knew what I was doing? Like reading my mind he said: “I know you too well not to notice what you’re trying to do.”

I turned to him completely surprised only to see he was already focused on his own notebook. Oh, yeah. That reminded me, I should be studying, not talking. That thought brought me back to my tracks. It was peaceful for a while despite all the people filling the room we were, their whispers becoming louder when grouped with others whispers. All I should think of was this big test I was going to have on Friday, also known as tomorrow. I was pissed at my teacher for giving a test on a Friday but the other option was Monday so basically there are evils that come for the good. Finishing this test in peace meant study slash gossip party with my girls all weekend and I was up to that. There were a lot of things I needed to talk to them about, some of them even related to the man right beside me. Boruto. Sometimes the reason of my happiness, sometimes the reason of my sadness but always the reason of my confusion. What did he feel for me? Was I just a friend? That would make no sense. Did he even notice the way I had been acting around him lately? I was trying hard to act normally and I hoped it was working because I did not want for him to find out, at least not before I felt ready, that is. Why was I thinking about him anyway? The test tomorrow, that’s what I should be thinking about. As soon as I tried to focus again one of the kids in the library started to scream and laugh really loud with his friend, getting pissed looks from everyone around. The librarian didn’t care enough to stop them because, as I said before, his job sucks and he knows it. Someone grabbed my wrist and I immediately looked for the source of the touch.

“We should leave, here’s so crowded that we won’t get any study properly with all the noise.”

As soon as I nodded, Boruto started to pack his stuff and so did I. “Where will we go then?” I asked without stop gathering my things.

“If it’s okay to you we can go to my apartment… Shikadai won’t be home till at least 9PM.” He sounded cute and shy and I smiled at that. “I-I mean, only if you’re okay with it.” Again, shyness rising from his voice.

“It’s okay.”

He smiled back at me and stood up. “Okay, so we should be going.”

I followed him to his car and noticed the parking lot was quieter than the library itself. God, I was happy to leave. Even happier because I was going to spend some time alone with my best friend. No dirty thoughts. At least I was avoiding the dirty thoughts at all costs. When we were getting close to his car, he hurried up to open the door for me. What the fuck is this guy doing to me? Ashamed, I accepted his gesture and entered the car. I watched his smile while he got on the driver sit, putting the seat belt on.

“You okay? Why are you staring me with that look in your eyes?”

“What? You wish. I’m not staring you.” I switched my sight to the window and heard his laughter behind me. He started the car and we were on our way.

It wasn’t a big distance between the library and his house so we only took a few minutes to get into his building. We stayed silent all the way, more like a comfortable silence or, better yet, a what-is-going-to-happen-now silence. Boruto and I were alone together all the time but never in our houses. There was always someone with us at that times, so it was technically the first time we were really going to be alone, like alone alone, not in a public place or with friends alone. And that was frightening for me, with my feelings and all. I knew I shouldn’t be worrying about it because he was my best friend in the world but at the same time how could I not. He parked the car and we waited for the elevator, in silence still. Okay, now that was bothering me, I thought I should say something.

“So, where is Shikadai?”

“Oh” He said between giggles. “It looks like somehow his mother managed to discover he is smoking now and have been calling him ever since. He told her, of course by message, that he could not answer her calls because he was going to a trip.” The elevator opened and we entered. He pressed his floor level before starting to talk again. “He is afraid as fuck of her getting here and makes him live a scenario where he will have to talk to her face to face, so he is out. I don’t know exactly to where, though. Must be napping somewhere.”

I laughed a lot at the story. “What did he thought? That she was never going to find out?”

Boruto smirked. “Yeah, pretty much.”

Soon my laughs stopped and we fell in silence once again. Why is it being so weird?

The elevator door opened and we were finally inside his house. “Do you wanna a drink or something?” He threw the keys in a pot over a cabin right beside the door and placed his backpack on the floor, directing his pace to the kitchen while I sat shyly in the couch.

“No, nothing. Thanks.”

“Come on, we’re studying since 10AM and it’s already 2PM, so you must be starving. We might as well eat before start studying again. Make yourself comfortable while I prepare something for us.” I heard his shout through the wall separating us.

“You are forgetting that you don’t know how to cook.” I said I little louder than I used to talk so he could hear me on the other room.

He returned to the living room only to smirk at me with his arms crossed. “Then I guess I’ll need your help.”

Once I got on the kitchen I knew I could not stay there any longer without cleaning. “We are going to clean this before making food.”

“But I’m too hungry to that.” He made a puppy face. I crossed my arms. “I’m glad you agreed.”

He knew there was no escape besides accepting his fate and we just cleaned the whole kitchen. At least the most we could. I was happy cleaning because, first, I could not let my friends live like pigs and second, there’s no sexual tension when people are cleaning rests of food. Once we finished, everything was so clean that we only knew none of us had the courage to do anything to change its current state.

“Pizza it is?” he asked, although no questions were needed. “Totally.”

Boruto took his phone to call the pizza’s place and that remind me of checking mine. Took me a while to find my phone between the papers and books on my bag, and when I looked at the screen I just knew something was wrong.

5 missed calls from Chocho

11 new messages

“Oh fuck.”

Boruto stopped his phone talking and looked me. “What happened?” and I just showed him the notification. He smirked at the sight. “Something must have happened with one of the Kardashians.” And with that, he restarted his complain to the phone. No, I want pepperoni. What do you mean you guys don’t sell those?

Unlocking my phone, I started to read the messages.

11:34AM Chocho

GIIIRRL

11:34AM Chocho

I have something URGENT to tell you :O

11:45AM Chocho

Sarada, answer this phone.

12:17PM Chocho

WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?

I called you a thousand times

already

12:17AM Chocho

I should change friend and roommate,

u r not helping me rn

12:18AM Chocho

I swear to god if u are with Boruto or Mitsuki

again I’ll have to kick you from our apartment.

12:18AM Chocho

No, I won’t, but I’ll be pissed.

1:34PM Chocho

Okay, I’m getting worried. No normal person

stay this long without checking the phone for no

reason. Not even you.

3:26PM Chocho

Nothing? I’m calling the police.

3:36PM Chocho

So, I’m with Mitsuki and he doesn’t have any

idea of where Boruto are either. Hope u r fuckin' :)

Now Chocho

(Photo)

I clicked on the picture and it was a cute photograph of my second favorite couple in the world, the first being my parents, obviously. Chocho was holding a hamburger in her hands and Mitsuki had the prettiest grin on his face with one hand holding the phone and the other arm around Chocho’s shoulders. I smiled at them, even though they couldn’t see it. I was so happy that they were finally together after a hell of a rollercoaster. I wonder when it will be my turn. I quickly typed her a message saying that I was alive, well, and with Boruto and that the picture she sent me was cute.

Boruto finished the call and sat right beside me. “They said we’ll need to wait twenty minutes tops.” I turned my phone so he could see the image I was smiling at. “They are great together, aren’t they? I’m happy for them.”

“Me too.” was all I could say. “We should do something till the pizza get here, right?” I didn’t want to be in silence with him again.

“What about watching Black Mirror? What was the last episode we watched?”

“The one with the girl with a camera in the eye and the crazy mother.”

“Oh yes, that one.” And suddenly the fact that he only had a television on his room fell upon us. “I figure it can be weird go to my room since we are totally alone. We don’t need to-”

“No, it’s okay by me.” Of course it was ‘okay’ by me. I guess he shouldn’t trust me.

We awkwardly walked to his room. I sat on the bed hugging his pillow with my arms and legs. He laughed at me and also sat at the bed. Again, not the first time we did it, but we never did it when no one else was home. Boruto easily found his remote and turned on the TV. “So, what are you up to these days?”

“Not much.” I answered, watching him pick the show and getting closer to me. “What are you doing?”

“I want to lie down.” He removed the pillow off my arms and placed his head on my lap. I knew it wasn’t a meaningful act so I just started to run my fingers through his blond and soft hair. The show started, we stayed that way until the pizza guy arrived and Boruto answered the door. I started to follow him but the window caught my attention. It was getting dark outside, and we didn’t study like we said we would.

My test was the next morning, so no postponing the review anymore.

“It’s too late, Boruto. I should go home.” He frowned his brows to me, holding the pizza box in his hand while closing the door with his feet. “And we didn’t study at all. Our test is tomorrow, we’re gonna regret this.”

“No, you don’t need to leave. I promise you we’re going to study after the pizza, I swear. And then I can take you home.” I smiled at the last sentence. I loved when people gave me a ride.

“Okay. But know that I’m staying for pizza and the ride.” I deadpanned.

“You’re not staying for me, I got it.” He walked to his room.

“Well, you’re the one who paid for the pizza and will give me a ride so… It’s kinda for you if you think about it.”

I press play on the show and we start eating. “This pizza is good. Where is it from?”

“There’s a pizza place two blocks away that opened recently. I don’t know if you noticed yet.” He kept talking but I lost my composure and just stared at him unblinking, admiring his eyes and the way he smiled through his words. He called my name and then I woke up from my daydreaming to see his worried slash confused face.

“Sarada, are you okay? You spaced out for a moment.”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine. You were saying?”

“Nothing important.”

We finished the pizza without any further problems. Once we were done I took the remote and turned off the TV. “Now, let’s study.” Boruto frowned but moved from his bed to his table. I sat on the floor with the books over his bed.

I was mostly reading my notes from the rest of the semester and thinking about how I truly couldn’t wait for the summer vacation to start. All of our friends were planning to drive to the beach and stay some days at uncle Naruto’s beach house. He said it was okay since he haven’t used it for a while, but warned us about the possibility of it being a little dirty. We were aware that probably it wasn’t 'a little’ but everyone was too excited to worry.

Boruto motions his notebook in front of me. “Sarada, I’m struggling a little here. Can you help me?”

“Sure, come here.” I waited for him to place himself on my side. I put my head above his shoulder so I could see the problem but he never started talking. I lifted my sight to ask him what was going on, only to see that he was facing me. I looked right into his eyes while he looked into mine. We were only centimeters apart, I could feel his warm breath on my face. Our sudden proximity got me motionless and I couldn’t stop wondering if he was also holding the urge to lean into a kiss.

“Boruto, I’m home” Guess we will never know. Shikadai’s voice filled the house and Boruto and I broke apart, both blushing hard. Shikadai soon appeared at the room’s door. “Sorry, I didn’t know you were here, Sarada.”

“It’s okay.” I moved my sight to Boruto. “I think we should stop studying anyway. Will you give me that ride?” I stood up fixing my clothes, and both Boruto and Shikadai stared at me; confusion drawn in his faces. “What?”

“Is it because I got home?” Shikadai asked unsure.

Flustered, I answered him shooking my head. “Noooo, of course not. It’s just late and we gotta sleep well for our test tomorrow, right Boruto?”

“Yeah, I guess. We can go, then.” He blushed and things got weirder. I left the room first and Boruto trade some word with Shikadai before catching my pace.

The car ride to my home was even more awkward than it was earlier that same day. After all, what was that? Everything was fine before that moment. And why was he blushing? I had a lot of questions floating in my head and I only noticed I was home when he stopped the car.

“So…” He started.

“So?” we looked blankly at each other. He wanted to say something but started measuring if that was the right moment to say whatever that was in his mind. I decided for him. “Thanks for the day, see you tomorrow.” I left the car with no more words.

Sincerely I could not take anymore more minute thinking about him when he was right beside me. I don’t know, it felt weird, like if I was hiding something from him. Indeed, I was hiding but still, I didn’t enjoy that feeling. I totally chickened out and I knew it, and I was sure I would hide that part when I told my day to Chocho. When did I become a liar? I waved him from outside the car and waited his car to disappear from my sight before entering my building. I knew I was overthinking a lot but… What was that?

The lights were all turned on in my apartment and the first thing I saw was a blue haired guy underneath a beautiful girl, both faces glued on one another. “…hi?” They stopped the making out session to look at me. Mitsuki waved me with his weird smile plastered on his face. Chocho only took a glimpse at my presence before turning to her boyfriend again. “You guys know you could like, be doing this in her room, right?”

“Yes, we know, thanks.” Chocho said between kisses. Then she leaned to kiss his neck, leaving Mitsuki free to talk to me.

“How are you, Sarada? I heard you were with Boruto.”

I started to move to my room. I sure loved them and the fact that they were together, but did I deserve to watch their make out session? No. Touching my room’s handle, I decided to answer Mitsuki. “Yes, whatever.”

That must’ve clicked a bottom on Chocho gossip side, so she stopped what she was doing to approach me. “Girl what happened?”

That’s what I want to know. “Nothing.”

“Why are you so moody? Something must have happened.” She stared Mitsuki for a brief moment, sadness in her eyes. “I’m sorry, baby, we continue some other day, okay?” She walked him to the door.

“Please not in the living room.” I said. Chocho sent me and annoyed look and Mitsuki only smiled. They hugged and kissed while I waited Chocho to finish saying goodbye to her boyfriend.

As soon as she closed the door behind, her gaze fixed on me. “Nothing must be good because I just ditched my boyfriend to hear you.”

“To be fair, I didn’t ask you.”

“…Out loud, I know what’s in your head no words needed.” Oh, I knew that. “Come on, sit here with me.” She motions for me to sit by her couch. I leave my bag on the floor and pace till the place she pointed. I sighed.

I explained the whole day to her, of course avoiding the ride part, and she listened carefully, not even making any question. “So, that was it. Maybe I’m seeing too much into things and rushing and it was actually not meant to be anything but I’m confused.”

“Maybe you are. You will need to ask him.”

“No way I’m asking him anything.” I shook my head. “I won’t. That’s a fucking no.”

“No cursing allowed in this house, girl. You don’t need to be direct, just ask him about his feelings. You guys are friends and your ask won’t be weird.”

“I guess so…” I looked around the house and noticed a purple figure missing. “Off topic, where is Sumire? Shouldn’t she, like, be here to avoid that kind of lascivious behavior I spotted in our living room?” Our third roommate was generally the quiet and prude kind, the one that kept me and Chocho under watch, saving us from ourselves most of the time.

“First, who the hell says ‘lascivious’? Are you eighty? Second, she’ll be staying at her boyfriend’s tonight.”

My mouth dropped open in total disbelief. “She is what now? And what?”

“You didn’t know about that? Do you still live in this house with us?” Chocho crossed her arms and raised her brows completely pissed.

Oh no, she’s in the mood. I tried to change the subject as fast as I could. The truth is I had been spending too much time with Boruto lately. “So, have you met him already? Does he treat her well?”

“No and I don’t know. She is hiding him from us because she is afraid we will discover something sick about his past. Where did she get that from?” I was pretty sure the “us” was added by Chocho herself.

I giggled. “I don’t know, maybe from her last three boyfriends.”

“Hey, she should be thankful for what we found out, they were trash. Or did she want to marry someone who had a YOLO tattoo?”

“I still don’t know how you found out about that.”

“Girl, I have my methods. Don’t question them, just follow the flow.”

A quick glance at my phone made me notice how late it actually was. “Anyway, time sure flew by today. I’ll have a test early tomorrow so I’ll better be going.”

“Okay, don’t forget that I’m here anything.” I smiled and Chocho smiled back. I knew she would.

…

I usually was a morning person. Seeing the sun rise was something that I loved but I couldn’t give me that lux that day. I woke up 7AM with my alarm buzzing like crazy. But when I took my phone, there was a notification. Who could it be that early in the morning? I got up putting my glasses and unlocking my phone. It was Boruto.

3:23AM Idiot

We gotta talk. Wait for me if you finish

the test first, ‘kay?