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One, Two, I Don't Wanna Know Anymore

                      Valentines’ Day Event 2019

A/N: This story is dedicated to @karinrumi and @darkprincess238 (I tried to make references to your stories, just tried, hopefully, you’ll see). Love both of you, happy valentines' day <3

Pairings: BoruSara

Beta reader: none

Warnings: this is just a small thing, I guess. I had this idea in my mind for a while so I just wrote it.

Word count: 916

There was something about her that day. Something Boruto didn’t know, couldn’t describe, but it was there keeping him from thinking straight. He gave up on understanding why his heart pounded so fast when they were together. He also gave up understanding whatever was different about her that day. Was there something wrong with him?

Sarada was too close, laying her head on his shoulder and sleeping profoundly. Her arms were affectionately around him and the sweet smell of her strawberry shampoo irradiated from her soft hair. He was worried. He wanted to touch her. He wanted to run. He wanted her to feel for him the same way he did for her — but he wasn't sure of how he felt.

He moved a little to the side, afraid of waking her up but willing to get comfortable. A soft sound left her mouth causing him to freeze in place, but as soon as her steady breath restarted Boruto understood she was still asleep. Occasionally a smile played on her lips, and he chose to believe he was the reason behind them even though knowing that during her sleep her mind was far from there, far from him. His mind itself wasn’t functioning properly considering he had just woken up, nevertheless Boruto just rested his body in the tree again and took a deep breath thinking that she was the prettiest girl he’d ever laid eyes on, even while sleeping.  He couldn’t remember which one of them slept first, but he knew it was a good decision for a holiday.

One motion awakened him from his daydream and not much later a pair of black eyes stared at him. Sarada said silent words through them. She was about to detach from him, but he was not even a little satisfied with that and when she started to raise her head, his mind acted without proper thinking. He placed his left hand behind her head and her eyes widened in response. He couldn’t avoid looking at them and the way they gleamed due to the sun rays. A crazy thought passed through his mind. What if…

He leaned closer and she simply let him. When their lips touched for the first time neither of them could deny the feeling anymore, not that they were even considering that.

The first one was his fault.

There was something about him that day. There was something about the way he avoided her at all costs and his usual wide grin was absent. She wasn’t happy about the way their bodies were distant apart so her eyes tried to scan him in search of explanations and found none. Did she do something wrong the day before?

They were on a mission, she shouldn’t be worrying about her stupid friend. Wait, were they still friends? That was exactly the kind of thought she should avoid. If he had a problem with her as it seemed like, he was the one that should talk to her. At least that was what her mind said. In her heart, she wanted to touch him. She wanted to find out what was on his mind. She expected him to feel the same way she did — but she wasn’t sure of how he felt.

The sun was almost set on the horizon and Sarada was done being ignored. She started walking and was legitimately surprised when she noticed her pace guided to the origin of her doubts and daydreams. She knew he couldn’t see her approach, and she thought about turning back and running away. Runaway wouldn’t solve the heavy feeling in her heart.

She got closer, stretching her arms to touch his shoulder but when blue eyes met black ones embarrassment took control and none of them could say a thing. They just stayed looking at each other, mind racing and hearts beating uncontrollably. A crazy thought passed through her mind.

Sarada hugged Boruto all of a sudden, kissing him as he kissed back with as much passion. It felt as good as the first time, they were as happy as the first time. It was impossible to deny the feelings at this point, even if they tried their hardest.

The second one was her fault.

They started to avoid each other but destiny always made purposeful encounters either way. No words were said at these moments but the feelings were continuously there, making cold sweat run down their spine and blush appear in their faces. One day he was done. Boruto woke up early in the morning and headed to her house, thinking about what to say in the way. He thought about nothing more than her, to be honest, nothing but the way she would react when he said whatever he was going to say. Sarada opened the door.

Boruto sighed. “We have to deal with this.”

“Deal? As in ‘those feelings are a problem’?” Sarada was partially curious and a bit hurt.

He took his time to think about what to say next. It was hard to think when she wasn’t there but it was considerably harder to do so when she was right there in front of him, being the perfect girl of his dream — like always. “Deal, as in you’re too important for me to let you go.”

Sarada widened her eyes, feeling her heart skip a beat. It was now or never, they both knew. They kissed for the third time.

They lost count the same day.

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Tied | Borusara Fic~

ahhhh, nights out series will come out soon, tmr or today. just wanted to make this fic. ill use this as a prompt.

Summary: The girls capture Boruto Uzumaki, questioning him to see if he’s perfect for Sarada Uchiha. Sarada doesn’t know about this... Oh boy, how will this end?

Genre: Fluff and a lil of angst.

Rating: T+ 

Word count: 1,599

Character count:9,101

Quick ad that you don’t have to read: My ask is open, and remember to like and follow if you like my fics! if you like this maybe you’ll like, Girl’s Night/The Nights series! ^^

Warnings: Language

I don’t do beta-reads so please reply if I made any mistakes!~

It was a new day, Sarada Uchiha, the heir of the Uchiha clan. She was hanging out with the girls; Sumire Kakei, Namida Suzumeno, Wasabi Izuno, and  ChouChou Akimichi. They all were close to the Uchiha. And there was also, Boruto Uzumaki’s group. Shikadai Nara, Inojin Yamanaka, Mitsuki, Iwabe Yuino, Denki Kaminarimon. Both of these groups had mostly someone who lead it, and inspired everyone of them. For the boys, it was the Uzumaki. For the girls, it was the Uchiha. They all just had.. like a quirk. Everyone around them just felt almost connected to them, y’know? 

“ ‘And then, he grabbed my hand..’ Sumire, what the hell is this?“ ChouChou furrowed her eyebrows to her with a glare. 

“N-Nothing! It’s just...Imagine Kagura if he would do that to one of us! He’d glazed to us, with the sun behind us...! And then, lean one of us to a kiss, and then get a good grip, and hug him tig-” 

Namida scratched her back and throwed a comment at her,”Sumire... you’re obsessed with him.”

“Kya! I’m n-n-not!” Her face was totally wrong for what she said, it countered her statement physically. Poor Sumire. ChouChou noticed Sarada, she was lost in her own thoughts. She kept on looking at her, and poking at her.

“You keep on saying that Sumire!” Wasabi also joined the argument between those two. Her headband threw a shine before she looked at those two. The conversation kept on going on, and Sarada still no response of her saying to the rest that Sumire is fine. This usually happens, but not today? What’s going on with that little Uchiha? ChouChou couldn’t handle it anymore and kept on glaring at her. Her eyebrows changed into a irritated expression. She DESPISED when Sarada was like this. ChouChou then roared,”Sarada!” Sarada blinked twice and then looked at ChouChou. The others stood quiet, the scream that ChouChou frightened them. Sarada just looked at the sight of a furious Akimichi. And boy, when they were mad, they can one-shot you and destroy millions of buildings. Especially when someone said the f word... (fat)

“Uh...ChouChou? Is there a problem?” her glasses released a shine, one side going to another. It fogged up her glasses by how embarrased she was, releasing a tear of sweat. 

“I-Is there a problem?” Sarada was feeling sheepish, and ChouChou the opposite. She was unhinged and upset. 

“Bitch, what do you mean if there’s a problem? You’re supposed to tell us, what the hell was that expression you just had?” ChouChou was boiling, she was like a red pepper.

“ChouChou..! Calm down!” Wasabi had the courage to say something.She put her arm around ChouChou’s to signal that she’s overreacting. Sumire and Namida were in shock, they’ve never actually seen ChouChou this mad. They see her swear all the time, but not have an expression or tone of voice. 

“How the hell can I calm down when my friends are gloomy?” Namida was to say something, but her mouth closed immediately. Wasabi released her hand, and Sarada was petrified. She then fixed her glasses, and brushed her hair off the sides.

“So? What is it Sarada? Is there something you wanna tell us?” ChouChou leaned in closer, and cracked her knuckles. “Do you wanna pick a fight with her? Friends are supposed to comfort them, right?” a smile from the shadows appeared on a rooftop. ChouChou’s mouth opened, and her expression went into a frown. “No! I’m not trying to do that at all! But friends are supposed to tell them what’s going on right?” ChouChou then furrowed her eybrows,”Wait...Who the hell are you?” She crossed her arms and looked down. Sumire was worrying and shouting all over the place,”Uwawah! What’s going on..?!!!” because now, ChouChou isn’t acting like she’s crazy. “I think you know me, I’m pretty friendly. The name’s Boruto Uzumaki!” He finally walked out of the shadows, with a big smile. “You little motherfucker! You’re the reason Sarada’s acting like this, huh?!” ChouChou started to crack her neck. Sarada felt bad, and gave ChouChou a note, then flashed away. 

“Huh?” Boruto was confused, why didn’t she give him a note. He was a bit jealous.  “Bratty Sarada, only caring about girls..hmph.” Boruto looked away in disgust. 

“The reason why I was spaced out was because my father isn’t coming home for about a year. He says it’s just him protecting us...” ChouChou gasped, and so did the girls. “Some dad she has!” ChouChou was mad again, jesus. but not that mad, because this isn’t her family. So she understood. But she also saw a picture fall off of Sarada when she flashed. Boruto’s eyes widened when she read that. He went closer to the Akimichi, and telling her to see it. She passes it off to him, and he furrowed his eyebrows. ChouChou went closer to the photo and grasped it. It was a photo of team 7. She started laughing, and the rest were confused. Sumire ran off somewhere with Namida and Wasabi when they weren’t looking, so she can calm herself. 

“Look, Boruto! It’s a photo of you when you were younger!”, she had an evil grin on. “Huh? Lemme see!” He ran in closer and until ChouChou went even more closer, her hand went in a flash and hit Boruto’s head with some what big hands, not partial expansion jutsu. He collapsed and ChouChou was dragging him on the floor with his jacket. She released an evil laugh when they went to the forest of Konoha. She tied him up with a rope onto the tree. “Sarada would kill for a guy like you, huh?” She was talking to herself at that time. She reached in her pockets and grabbed her phone. She dialed class rep, Namida and Wasabi.

“Time for a mission, girls. It’s called Sarada Uzumaki.”

“Sarada Uzumaki?! Eh? isn’t that Boruto’s last name?! Kyah!” 

ChouChou released a sigh,”Yeah, she’ll be an Uzumaki soon.”

“Give us your location!” Namida said with excitement.

“On it.” ChouChou pressed home and texted all of them where she was located. 

“I’ll see you there in 2 minutes?” Wasabi informed them, then she hung up.

“Uwah!!! I’ll go there in a sec!” 

“Same.”

They all hung up. ChouChou opened a bag of her favorite, chips. The salted ones, just regular. Soon after, Sumire and all of them appeared. Boruto just started to open his eyes. 

“So what’s the details?” Wasabi then stretched her arms.

“Interrogate him. Let’s see if he’s perfect for her.”

“What? For who?” Boruto eavesdropped and closed one eye.

“Sarada Uchiha.” They all released giggles and it made them look super scary.

“Oh god..” Boruto released a sigh.

“You know ‘ttebassa, could you at least try to be nice?” he left a grin for them. 

“You’re still breathing, that’s me being fucking nice, asshole.” ChouChou then cracked her neck in a threatening way.

“Jeesh. If Sarada hears this, she’d just be in love with me after all, I need to deal with you guys.” 

“Shut it, Uzumaki!” the Akimichi was pointing to him.

“I’m sorry...!” Sumire whispered out to him.

Boruto left out a wink. And the rest were signaling that they can hear her...

“So, do you like Sarada Uchiha?” ChouChou sat down infront of him. Brushing her hair aside, in a diva mode.

“Hmm... I dunno. That’s tough. She nags me alot, though.” Boruto was actually cooperating? ChouChou and the rest widened their eyes. “Huh. You’re not that tough to talk. I envy you for that” Wasabi added. “If I had the chance, I would ask her out. Too bad she’s into Kawaki.” Boruto was blushing, and had a tone showing some sorrow. He looked away, and later added,”Just let me go ‘ttebassa..” ChouChou was suprised and giggling. “She’s not into Kawaki! Oh Kaguya, Wasabi is into Kawaki, not her. She actually likes you, but she also gets sad about you. Like when you get hurt, or sometimes when you make fun of her. She’s tough, but she has her weak spots, y’know?” ChouChou closed her eyes, and poked Boruto’s face who was super flustered. “Really? I have a chance?!” Boruto started to dance in the rope, like a little worm. His eyes brightened. “Just like a child... goddamn it Uzumaki.” Sumire, Namida and Wasabi flashed away in a second, just like usual... ChouChou released out a deep, she brought out a kunai and cut the rope. “Just go to her...” “She in her house, she’d be more than happy, Sakura isn’t home, either.” 

“Thanks, Chubbs.” 

“Uh-huh..whatever..” She was waving bye to him while facing the other way. he flashed away, and she left a smile. “Lady Uzumaki..”

Boruto randomly got flower, he probably stole them from the Yamanaka flower shop. Oh well, he’s friends with the owner, after all. He’ll pay sooner. He hid the flowers behind his back, and rang her doorbell. He could her the footsteps coming from upstairs to downstairs. His eyes brightened. The Uchiha opened the door, suprised that it was Boruto.

“B-Boruto?” She had her glasses off, she was resting. He looked away, and said,”Mrs.Uchiha... will you be my girlfriend?” He had the color of bright red all over his face. Sarada’s eyes widened, she then got embarrassed.. And grabbed his hand to pull him inside. He closed the door with his leg, and placed the flowers on the table. She then pulled him close, smashing their lips together. They were kissing for about 10 minutes, their mouths numb and on the couch now. 

“I’m guessing that’s a yes?” Boruto grinned.

Sarada sighed ,”Yeah..” 

In the window of all of that, Mitsuki and ChouChou were recording everything.

Thank you all for reading! Sorry if this didn’t have proper development.. It’s kinda late, but oh well! 

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