Disclaimer : I don't own Naruto or anything related to it. This is my first fanfiction. Please go easy on me. Enjoy.
War of the Roses AU
With alterations, fantasy elements and gender equality.
Inspiration : Henry 7 x Elizabeth of York
He was the York heir. The true heir to the throne of England. Bearing the Crest of White Rose. Boruto Uzumaki was betrayed by Kawaki who destroyed his clan, the Uzumaki, and killed his father, his hero, the King of England, Naruto Uzumaki. He was the rightful heir and yet all the forces behind him, the Hyuuga - his mother's clan - and the Senju and their allies, all rallying under the Yorkist white rose, were not enough to defeat the vile creature who had taken over the throne and the realm.
Alliance with the Lancasterians - the Uchiha and their allies - would mean certain victory. But putting three centuries long blood feud and rival claims to the throne behind them is not an easy feat. Boruto Uzumaki however steels himself and taking his mother's advice, approaches Sasuke Uchiha, the current leader of the House of Lancaster.
"A marital alliance?" Boruto hears his voice echoing in his head.
"Yes. My daughter, Sarada, is an excellent warrior and statesman. She will make a fine bride and Queen." The tall, dark figure of his new found ally, who had once been acknowledged by his father as the only man equal to him in the whole world, proposes. He pauses, and adds in a quieter voice, "You need mentorship. I will support you through my seat in the Parliament."
Before Boruto could even think about this, another set of onyx eyes met his. Only this time, his soul and heart were both set on fire. His head feels light and a blush blooms across this cheeks. A cool, confident smirk on her perfect face was returned with a stutter. The Lancasterian heiress curtsised graciously, the smirk still intact, her eyes never leaving his piercing blue ones, with her left fingers reaching out to her swan-like throat, gently pressing upon the pendant of her necklace, the rubies crafted perfectly to form the Lancasterian Crest of Red Rose, beautifully complementing her wine red dress, porcelain white skin and raven hair.
Boruto stood up majestically, his black cape not completely hiding his white clothes beneath. His golden locks resplendent in the sunlight filtering into the abbey where the meeting between the Yorkists and the Lancasterians is being hosted. The smile never left his lips which were now ghosting into a smirk. The stutter is gone. Confidence returns and he answers without even looking at Sasuke Uchiha, his eyes still on the dove-like creature.
"I accept."
A beautiful smile blossoms on her face. Boruto finds himself returning it with unhesitatingly. A fire had been lit in both their souls, hearts and bodies.
Sasuke looks over the two of them. He remembers his old rival and hopes his thoughts reach out to him in Heaven. "Perhaps this could work out after all."
England will be under the Crest of a rose. Only this time, it won't be either white or red.
It will be both. Red and White. York and Lancaster. Uchiha and Uzumaki.