#bxltdattebasa

[amaryllisdrifts]

He's surprised at the deep longing that hits him upon seeing home. His recent mission only took him away for a few weeks. While he had been excited to be on his own, the ache never left his chest. Baah, he felt silly. Fourteen years old and he missed home like a kid! Upon seeing his mother out in the front of the home, he can't help his excited shout and wave of his arm. "Kaachan!" Boruto dashes in her direction, unable to hold himself back and opens his arms to wrap her in tight embrace.

Weeks.Nearly a month.

Hinata felt it. Counted the days, hours, even minutes--That's if she couldn't be bothered to distract herself with something.

Avoiding most after the first bout of time. Their constant need to remind her that she was overreacting, being silly, childish. That Hinata should be long past this maternal phase. That she would need to get used to it-- being a kunoichi, being the wife of a leader, a Kage.

Where was her pride!

He is Naruto's son, after all!The child of a hero!he would be fine.

All of which became a pernicious force of it's own. Guilty of holding onto the more vulnerable side of her son, a side a mere select few were aware of. That despite having a rounded and supportive upbringing compared to his parents. Boruto was an emotional boy, he harbored destruction, resentment.He is only human.Things.. they.. they happened, no?

And yet there wasn’t regret.

Not when she saw the weight in those sky-blue eyes. Confirming that nothing about what she felt was foolish. Reaching around to tightly hold the boy, nearly her own height at this point. Nuzzling her face into a nest of gold, breathing in that familiar scent.

"A-arigatou."

[amaryllisdrifts]

drabble between Hinata and Bolt; death or blood

Nothing comparable.Inseparable; conjoined and complete.Dependent on the desire to conquer.Chemicals align: This is all there is.This is enough.

Yet when he has consumed all--and there is nothing left to feed.Curiosity's keen but wary.We reject our beloved.We claw.Oust.Chew at the very root until released.Slosh and wail while submerged in amniotic fluid.Dependent anew, of independence and aptitude.

She's left bloody, wounded.Clasping at what was before reaching out in despair.Pacifying his grieve.Entwined-- again.

[manifi-art]

“Looks like it’s time to rake the leaves!!"

The young boy’s enthusiasm was always welcomed. During the time prior to brisk winter days, the family would spend time together and help clean up the back garden that her and Minato had. Their old house was destroyed with onslaught of attack that led up to the Fourth War. Thankfully, more important things were stored away at the time. 

Their new house loosely resembled the one the couple bought after the Third War and Naruto grew up in. It had a bigger garden in the back with two trees that hung over, to provide shade in one area. After a few weeks of letting the leaves fall, Naruto would offer to rake. 

It became a small tradition ever since. Naruto and his family would spend the entire day with the grandparents, where they would have a huge dinner at the end and roast marshmallows over the burning leaves pile. 

Boruto burst through the door with toddler Himawari running after, stumbling into the walls before Minato lifted her up. The four year old grabbed his own little rake from the toy closet and ran to the sliding door, grasping his boots on one side. 

Only for him to let out a shriek of frustration. Naruto had jumped the fence and already began to rake. It was always competition for the two, but the duo was very close. Close as Minato and Naruto were when he was growing up. 

“Don’t make it into a competition, you two!” 

“Aw, but kaa-chan, it gets the little guy hyped up to help out, ‘ttebayo!” 

Himawari dropped from her grandfather’s hold and managed to hop onto the ground from the small deck without falling onto her rear. With an excited noise, she fell into the small pile of leaves already conjured by her father.  

[amaryllisdrifts]

‘a moment of weakness’

My muse is temporarily blind.

A soft thud as something is kicked across the room and into the baseboard. 

“Oh!” she gasped.Pausing mid-step to try and figure out what it was she kicked. Hands out to feel for the corner she just passed, brow furrowed. Hinata had been used to the compound during moments like this. But this new house they moved into was modern and.. very difficult to navigate without sight.

[prinseling]

Hanging out with Mitsuki never leaves Boruto without much to do. Seated outside his favorite sweet shop, Boruto stuffs an entire ice cream mochi inside his mouth and turns to watch people pass them by. Swallowing he glances down and hums. "Ne ne Mitsuki," he calls out while sliding his foot against his teammate's. "Whose foot is bigger 'ttebasa? Or are we the same size," Boruto asks leaning forward to get a better look. "Mmmm looks like my toe beats your by this itty bitty bit."

rarely did he find time to spend with boruto alone. more often than not, the blond left him behind with sarada -- the heriess’s company was pleasant, if a bit stiff because of their personalities. boruto manbaged to be fun to be around without being awkward, most of the time.

he picks at his own mochi, pulling the sticky sweets apart with his fingertips before popping the pieces into his mouth. when boruto gets his attention, he watches the boy measure their feet side-by-side and laughs softly.

“ only for now. i might hit a growth spurt and win, you know. ”

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[amaryllisdrifts]

His expression dims at the mention of his father. No longer as excited knowing the origins. However his mother funny face distracts him enough to giggle. "You look silly ma," he says grinning.

Eyes squint shut while sticking her tongue out at him, only to laugh. Hinata reaches forward to pinch Boruto’s nose tip, “that’s not such a bad thing, ne-ne?”

Pulling back, “it’s healthy to be silly..” making sure to add, “at the right times.”