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Greetings tumblr ao3er readers of mine,
I swear I have not abandoned yall I'll be back soon. Basically I became hella busy and then it became hard to get back into writing ahah😭 but I will upload eventually guys pls forgive me 🙏
(When u have 37389748329 fanfic ideas but no time and fleeting motivation 😀)
Boruto carries Sarada!?
Boruto: It's not a crime to accept help when you're offered, y'know! Jeez, you're still that same little girl that refuses to admit when they need help, huh?
Sarada: What if you're too weak to carry me? Boruto: HAH!? Isn't the line "what if I'm too heavy?" Sarada: Are you saying I'm too heavy!? Boruto: No! Sarada, I work out almost every single day. I'm pretty sure I can carry you! *Sarada contemplates* Sarada: Fine, but you better not drop me. Boruto: I wouldn't dream of it. *Sarada climbs onto his back* Boruto: Now, was that so hard? Sarada: Shut up.
Excerpt from Raining With You on AO3 - Read HERE
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She looked at him as a friend until she realized she loved him.
Boruto swears to protect Sarada
Boruto: When you become hokage, I swear I'll be your right hand man and look out for you! *Sarada feigns a small laugh, looking away embarrassed* Sarada: Are you saying that I can't protect myself? Boruto: Wha-!? No! *awkwardly scratches back of neck* I just mean that I wanna be like your dad! I'll protect you for the rest of my life! (He doesn't realize how important that goal is to him until after saying it.) Sarada: *Tries to hide blush* But...you'll probably have a wife by that point, shouldn't you protect her? *Boruto's eyes widen, and he frowns* Boruto: Oh. Haha, yeah maybe. (He doesn't tell her that she's all he can picture at the thought of having a wife.)
Boruto casually forgets the concept of 'inside thoughts'
Boruto: Shocked by my genius? It’s okay, I understand. Sarada: You just don’t have an off switch, do you? Boruto: You keep me turned on, President.
Excerpt from Raining With You on AO3 - Read HERE
Sarada's honest reaction:
Can the jock of the school and the student council president just learn to get along already? (Maybe they'll end up getting along too well.)
(Boruto and Sarada being stubborn asf)
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“Prez?” Boruto broke her out of her thoughts as she looked back at him. “Are you thinking about something?”
“What? No.”
“Really?” The blond countered. “Because it always feels like there’s something going on in your head.” He tilted his head, eyeing her as if he were trying to see through her. Sarada recoiled, the tiniest of red smudged on her face at his sudden attention.
“That’s how it is for everybody, it’s not unique to me,” she retorted, still too embarrassed to look back at him. How did he still always manage to distract her?
“Sure, but you don’t seem to share your thoughts with anyone,” the blond remarked, straightening his head. “Won’t you let me in?”
“W-what?” Sarada stammered as she inched backward from him. “We’re getting off topic here, we need to refocus.”
Boruto frowned as if in disappointment before sighing, offering a light chuckle. “You’re no fun, President.”
The Uchiha scowled at him. “Fine then, you wanna have fun? Why don’t we discuss how you’re being a huge hypocrite right now?” If he wanted to be stubborn, so could she!
“Oh?” He eyed her as if challenging her. “How so?”
“Why do you think it is that we never have genuine conversations?” She snarked, jabbing a finger into his chest.
“Um, what?” Boruto asked, a puzzled look painted on his face. “We’ve talked plenty before.” Sarada groaned at his cluelessness.
“We’ve spoken, yes, but that’s not what I mean.” She paused, suddenly hyper aware of the attention that he was giving her. “I don’t consider it a real conversation if you don’t even act like yourself.” Now Boruto looked even more confused.
“Why wouldn’t I act like myself?”
“That’s what I don’t understand. It’s why you bother me so much, nothing ever feels genuine with you,” she explained, wondering if perhaps he was pretending to be ignorant to his obvious facade.
“Well, you don’t exactly feel genuine either y’know,” he chimed. “You reject everybody before even giving them a chance, not to mention all you care about is school,” he scoffed.
“School is important, of course I care about it!” Sarada argued back, caught off guard by the sudden change in their conversation but not willing to back down. “I’m not like you, I can’t just breeze through tests without a care in the world,” she snided, reopening a hurt wound. “I actually have to work for everything I have.”
“Are you saying that I don’t!?” Boruto snarled, his voice laced with a sudden irritation that only provoked her further, and all her built up resentment came spiraling.
“Yes, that’s exactly what I’m saying!” She was now yelling.
“Don’t act like you fucking know everything about me!” He yelled back.
“Of course I don’t know anything! Any meaningful question I ask turns into some cocky idiotic quip of yours!” She argued, before realizing just what was happening. The reality of the situation dawned onto the two of them as they received glares from everybody, a lady walking up to them.
“I’m going to have to ask you two to take your quarrel outside.”
Excerpt from Raining With You on AO3 - Read HERE
Sarada offers to be Boruto's private tutor?🧐
“Yo prez, my presence at this sacred room of nerdism doesn’t offend you, does it?” He snarked, watching Sarada’s face morph into a scowl.
“Wha— sacred room of nerdism!?” She scoffed, her eyebrows furrowing as she crossed her arms.
“Well yeah, I thought that this room has gotta be some sacred place that nerds with no life like you gather, seeing as how you were so adamant on defending its honour,” he teased, cocking his head up mockingly.
“It’s the student council room, Boruto! And wow, calling your friend a nerd with no life is another level of low.” She snapped, jabbing a finger into Boruto’s chest.
“Oh?” His grin grew even wider. “I thought you said that we aren’t friends?” He cackled, as if he had caught her in some genius trap that deemed him the victor of everything.
“I was talking about Shikadai,” Sarada deadpanned, watching the smirk get wiped off his face to her satisfaction. If bickering was what he wanted, then she’d happily deliver and give him a taste of his own medicine.
“Oh, did I say nerds? I meant just you. Sorry, I thought you’d be smart enough to pick up on that,” he sneered, stubbornly refusing to back down. Well, Sarada could easily match his stubbornness.
“Look at you, an idiot lecturing me on what makes me smart,” she grabbed his uniform tie, tugging on it, “does that mean it’s my job to lecture you on what it takes to be an imbecile?”
He smirked, his face inching dangerously close to hers as if his tall figure wasn’t already looming over her. Sarada desperately hoped that she wasn’t red from embarrassment right now as she kept a strong hold on his tie.
“Are you offering to be my private tutor right now? Because I’d love that, president .” He gave her a daring gaze, challenging her to pull on his tie all the way. Sarada immediately relented, letting go as she pushed him away.
“Why does everything have to be weird with you!?” She chastised, her eyebrows twitching as she urgently attempted to forget how close his face had been to hers. “I’m leaving!”
“Your interpretation is what makes it weird!” Boruto jibed to the Uchiha that was on cue, angrily stomping away.
Excerpt from Raining With You on AO3 - Read HERE
Sarada finds Boruto in the rain - this isn't the last time
Sarada had frozen, afraid to move or make a single sound as she tried to wrap her head around what was currently happening. She questioned if perhaps she was somehow hallucinating or had mistaken someone else for Boruto, considering the darkness due to the storm.
But no, upon further inspection, she had no doubt that it was Boruto standing outside of his house in the pouring rain. Why would he be outside at a time like this? Shouldn’t he be busy packing for his move to Sunagakure?
He was just….standing there numbly as the rain soaked him to a whole. He stared apathetically at the concrete in front of him, seemingly without a care in the world. No umbrella, no sign of wanting to go back inside, Sarada couldn’t help but wonder just what he was thinking. It seemed as if he didn’t even notice that she was there.
Before her brain could stop her, she slowly walked closer to him, wondering if he would retreat upon her arrival. To her surprise though, he didn’t, even though he had surely by now noticed that she was there. He looked so…. drained . Sarada had never seen Boruto with such a look on his face, and she didn’t like the way it made her feel.
Was Boruto always capable of making a face like this?
Hesitantly, she looked at the folded up umbrella that was in her hand, because she would never forget to bring an umbrella. Would he accept it if she gave it to him?
Shakily, she extended her hand with the umbrella out to him, her mind barely containing the load of questions that it had. After a few seconds — he finally looked up at her, a distant, icy storm surging in his eyes that almost made Sarada tear up. He didn’t say anything, and she wondered if it had even registered to him that she was there. Did he think of her as a hallucination too?
He looked so defeated, so overpowered. Nothing like the goofy, carefree Boruto she had grown accustomed to. The sight of it panged at her heart.
And just as she thought that he wasn’t going to take her umbrella — steadily, his hand reached to hers.
Excerpt from Raining With You on AO3 - Read HERE
Does Boruto still what? 👀
Shikadai: ...So. Boruto: So? Shikadai: So, Sarada... Boruto: So Sarada? Shikadai: You remember her, don't you? Boruto: Tch, it'd be pretty hard to forget someone like her. Shikadai: Does she remember you? Boruto: Like I care. Shikadai: Wait, do you still- Boruto: No!
Excerpt from Raining With You on AO3 - Read HERE
A rowdy school jock and the studious student council president - what could possible go wrong?
Oh, did I mention that they used to know each other in elementary school?💙❤️
Or so she thought, until she heard a handful of rowdy snickering coming from a hidden corner. She heard the pop of a lid come off, only to hear a shake and a continuous fizzing sound, which could only be spraying. Delinquents.
It looked like Student Council President Sarada was being put right to work the moment she arrived. Scoffing at the audacity, she sped to the corner intending to put a stop to the delinquent vandalists who clearly had no other sense of purpose in life to stoop so low.
“Hey! You guys are violating school rules! Stop what you’re doing immediately!” She scolded, her tone sharp and reprimanding.
“Ugh, I told you this was a bad idea, getting into trouble is such a pain…” a boy with a ponytail groaned, tugging at the perpetrator’s collar who was still using the spray paint. “Let’s bounce, dude.”
“Aw come on, it’s almost done!” The other boy countered, and Sarada’s heart dropped at the sound of his voice. No. No. This was a joke. A foolish attempt at comedy. A big, fat—
“Look Boruto, I know that you’re new to the school, but the girl in front of us is the Student Council President. She could actually get us into trouble.”
“Oh?” Boruto teased, before turning around to see the girl that his friend was talking about. “Oh.”
Oh!? That’s all he has to say!?
“ Oh is correct, Boruto. ” It had been so long since she said that name, but it still fell off her tongue just as easily as it used to. “Since you’re new, I’m willing to let this slide just once as I don’t really feel like ruining my morning either.” She stepped forward, glaring at him dead in the eye. “But you should know, this school doesn’t let delinquents like you off the hook easily, and neither do I.”
It wasn’t like Sarada to be this aggressive in a school setting, but something about the person that she was reprimanding seemed to throw her off balance, just as it did back in the day. It only frustrated her further.
“Hmm? Oh wow, a threat from the president on my first day here? I must be special,” he mocked, stopping the paint that was spilling from his can as he let his hands rest behind his head, elbows pointing upward. “Don’t you wanna try?”
“What did you just ask me!?” Sarada yelled, scoffing even further at the audacity. School hadn’t even started and he was already causing problems!?
“Oh sorry, I shouldn’t have assumed that your ears are fully functional, my bad,” he passed his paint can to his friend, immediately starting to move his hands in a way that Sarada didn’t understand.
“...What?” The ravenette deadpanned, wondering if this was his idea of a sick joke.
“Oh? The president doesn’t even know sign language? Damn, does that mean even I’m qualified for student council?” He snickered, clearly amused by everything that was going on.
Sarada was even more pissed at this. How dare he not only violate the school’s code of conduct, but now mock her for not knowing sign language!? There was no way she would let this slide.
“The school council isn’t something to laugh at! Not like a spoiled daddy’s boy like you would ever understand what it takes.” Boruto’s eyebrows furrowed as his sky blue eyes pierced into hers. Sarada had said that knowing that Boruto’s father was the head of their education district, clearly he hadn’t taught him any manners.
“Wow, they really elected a busy-body like you for president? Were there even any other candidates?” He scorned, bitterly laughing as he grabbed the paint can from his friend and started to shake it up. “And I really don’t get what the problem is, I mean, all I did was make a homage to ThunderBurger.” He pointed to his piece on the wall that read “ThunderBurger Rules” in different shades of blue and pink.
“I hope you know that you’ll be expected to stay after school to wipe this all off,” Sarada snided, putting her hands on her hips. She didn’t understand what his problem was.
“And if I don’t?” The blond raised an eyebrow, a calloused smirk emerging as his face inched closer to hers. Sarada was taken aback by their proximity, but she refused to back down.
“Then I’ll report you, and you’ll be suspended on your first day of school.” Sarada scowled back, her onyx eyes carrying her fury. Boruto merely cocked his head back in annoyance before sighing. “And I don’t think your dad would be happy to find out that his son is a delinquent,” she found herself saying before she could stop herself. This earned her another glare from Boruto.
“Whatever you say, president. ” He tossed the paint can into her hands as she barely managed to catch it, not failing to rub a little bit of leftover paint from his finger onto her cheek before leaving.
Excerpt from Raining With You on AO3 - Read HERE
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Boruto (Anime & Manga) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Uchiha Sarada/Uzumaki Boruto Characters: Uzumaki Boruto, Uchiha Sarada, Akimichi Chouchou, Nara Shikadai Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - High School, School Dances, School legends, vampire, Kitsune, Transformation, Magic, Halloween, Romance, Denial, Kissing at Midnight, Romantic Tension, mythical creatures, borusara - Freeform, Temptation Summary:
Things get heated between Boruto and Sarada as one thing leads to another at the Halloween dance. With a bit of bewitchment, could this perhaps be the push they need to become something more?
BORUSARA ONESHOT - High School AU - Halloween
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 9/? Fandom: Boruto (Anime & Manga) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Uchiha Sarada/Uzumaki Boruto Characters: Uzumaki Boruto, Uchiha Sarada, Kawaki (Boruto), Uzumaki Himawari, Akimichi Chouchou, Nara Shikadai, Kakei Sumire, Haruno Sakura, Uchiha Sasuke, Uzumaki Naruto, Hyuuga Hinata, Mitsuki (Boruto), Yamanaka Inojin Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - High School, Romance, Rivals to Lovers, Idiots in Love, Drama, Fluff, Lots of Angst, Perfectionism, Academic Validation, parental neglect, school stress, Trauma, Repressing Emotions, Denial, Hurt/Comfort, dense idiots, Misunderstandings, Nerd x Jock I guess?, Slow Burn, Jealousy, school fights, lots of miscommunication, but it will have been worth it, Will update tags as story progresses Summary:
Perfectionist Student Council President Sarada is resolved on not letting her crown slip even the slightest bit - until of course a blond, now-athletic idiot from her childhood happens to reappear and unravel her life in ways that she never could've imagined. Just like back then, they hate each other....they think.
BORUSARA HIGH SCHOOL AU.