@ofsarutobi | | | Continued
perspiration rolled down one whiskered cheek as the boy shut a light blue colored eye, wincing at the graze. maybe he overdid it and hit his bodies limit with shuriken training today. but he had to impress sasuke, he had to train harder to become stronger, right? usually boruto was never like that but lately, there’d been a minor change. a heavy sigh before he looked at his sensei’s back --- such a stubborn look, one that would have rivaled that of his uncle’s. piggy back riding? was he serious? such a scrutinous gaze and squinted eyes.
there he stood for minutes until birds flew from their nests, cawing loudly. all that he was missin was metal’s and lee’s training shouts within the training field. as if he were going to be seen getting a ridiculous piggy back ride into the village. what did his sensei take him for? a child?
‘ no way, ‘ttebasa! so uncool... ’
