Prologue
As the sun began to set in Konoha, Boruto waved goodbye to his fellow genin. They were all talking about Sarada's father, Sasuke Uchiha who had recently returned to the village. Supposedly this man was his father's rival and friend. Although the more he thought about it the more skeptical he became. From what Sarada told him about her father's personality, he was the last person who Boruto expected to get along with someone like his father. As he walked along the streets, he breathed a sigh of relief that his own father wasn't brought up in the conversation. He hated having to talk about him. Sure everyone in the village loved him, but they didn't know the truth. How this "great hero" couldn't even be there for his own family, using the same old excuse that the whole village is his family now.
Boruto came home to find his dinner laid out for him. His sister was already sitting down and eating while his mother was washing the dishes. As he sat down to eat his freshly prepared meal, Boruto looked over at the empty chair across from him. He stared intensely at the chair, growing more annoyed as he thought about the man that was supposed to be sitting there. Finally, he broke his gaze, though not before muttering incoherently causing his sister to look at him with a confused look on her face.
The following morning he sat down in the living room, thinking of the conversation of the day before. His thoughts drifted back to Sarada's father, the enigmatic Sasuke Uchiha. Having heard bits and piece of his history from Sarada, Boruto couldn't help but feel a rising sense of admiration. A cool and composed genius, he continued to prove himself to the world, even after he was branded an enemy of the village. He was a stark contrast to the airheaded goofball that was his own father. He began to picture his father in his head. He was there with his usual carefree smile. To the villagers, that smile was the trademark sign of their new hokage. It was a sign that represented his love for the village. In Boruto's mind however, that smile represented nothing but lies and false promises.
"How did mom ever fall for him?" Boruto wondered. He was very proud of his mother. She was beautiful and graceful, and unlike his father she was always there for both him and his sister. He often wondered if she felt the same way as him. She would have no problem finding a new husband if she wanted to. Every now and then, the debate of who was the best looking woman in the village would arise between some of the men in the village. His mother was often in the top three picks. Still, who would be brave enough to actually try flirt with the wife of the hokage? Not only that, he was also a great hero who was well known throughout the land.
Looking out the window he saw his mother. She was walking outside tending to the garden by herself, with a sort of melancholic look on her face. His father had promised to help her with the garden, and yet again he was nowhere to be seen. Boruto's face began to turn red with rage. "That's it!" he yelled jumping to his feet. "If he can't be a good dad and husband, I'll just get a new one!" He immediately went back to thinking about Sasuke, who was the only shinobi in the world capable of rivaling his father in terms of strength and skill. Earlier he asked himself who could possibly compete with his father in terms of status and power, and Sasuke Uchiha would be his answer. He started to smile brightly thinking of the future, it would a brand new family, the on he always wanted.
Family. His smile began to fade as he focused on the word. Of course, in his anger he forgot that Sasuke had his own family. "What about Sarada and her mother? " Boruto thought, "Well he's never around for them either…which means…" He stopped thinking and closed his eyes for a moment, and then suddenly his grin started to widen again," They must be a horrible wife and daughter!" he rationalized to himself. And so his goal was set, he would simply make a new family. From his point of view, making a family was as simple as making dinner. "First, they have to notice each other, and fall in love", he said while rubbing his chin, " then they just need to sleep in the same bed while naked, and a new baby will be born," he thought while remembering one of his classmates at the academy telling the rest of the class how babies were made. "After that, we'll all live together and I'll finally have the family that I deserve!"
And so with this in mind he began devising his plan, to make his perfect family.