'My son's as dumb as I am' thought Naruto shamefully. Sarada's clearly been vying for Boruto's attention for a long while now. Everyone, even Naruto, noticed it. 'Sasuke won't be happy.'
But Boruto only thought of her as a friend. Or so he thought.
Naruto thought back to the time he first met Hinata. His eyes softened and his lips curled gently upwards as he leaned his head on his hand. He closed his eyes as he recalled one of his favorite memories. A cute girl was being picked on by three good for nothing punks. Her eyes drew him to her. They were unique. Wide eyes with gentle, moon-like lavender orbs flanked by long, thick lashes. He felt a strong surge in his heart and was ready to take on the bullies. Thinking back on it, the surge was the same thing he felt when she confessed her love as she attempted to protect him from Pain. He realized it was his heart skipping a beat but had mistaken it for an adrenaline rush.
"Dad!" Boruto tried to snap his father out of his daydream.
"Uh, right. What were you saying?" He picked up his bowl and slurped the rest of his broth.
"Sarada! She's been acting weird since she decided she wants to be the next Hokage."
"Oh, yeah? How so?"
"She's been staring at me more. Said something about my eyes being bluer than yours."
Naruto felt proud that the Uchiha developed a crush on his son. Maybe Boruto will succeed where he failed. He wondered how long it would take Boruto to realize it. If he takes after him, even a blatant confession of love wasn't enough. "Keep her happy, Boruto. An Uchiha's emotions are a very fragile thing."
"…what?" Boruto stared at his father with confusion.