Chapter One

Summary: Discovering yaoi was an extremely intriguing experience for the young Uchiha heiress; an incident that made her promote the genre as she grew fondness for it. At a seeminly unrelated incident, however, Sarada managed to provoke the release of Kaguya Ootsutsuki.

Warning: Mention of light sexual scenes and violence. Rated T for safe purposes. Mention of original characters (minor). If there is even a slight bit of OOC-ness, please correct me. Mention of potential spoliers, so read at your own risk.

A/N: Hello, hello! This happens to be my first fan fiction! I hope you guys enjoy this as much as I did while I was writing it! The inspiration to write this suddenly came up in my head when I saw a fanart of Kaguya being a closet fujoshi. I thought it was wonderful and the thought was further expanded when there was a headcanon of Sarada also being a fujoshi. I hope you enjoy reading this!

A/N #2: You guys must also be wondering where the eff and how the eff did Kaguya even get involved in this fic. Yeah, me too. I thought it'd be a cool idea to have them both together.

Disclamer: Naruto and Boruto belong to Masashi Kishimoto. I only wrote this fanfiction.

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Uchiha Sarada is well-knowned by her peers and seniors for being a very curious child; and it was that sparkling curiosity that lead her to trod into one of the Leaf's largest libraries. There was nothing that could quench her thirst for knowledge and new information, and she would even go on to excessive lengths to satisfy it.

Earlier, her friend ChoCho was discussing about a very dissentient subject relating to boys and romance with Sumire. She couldn't hear exactly what they were talking about from a distance but their comments about the subjects were negative. Knowing ChoCho's infactuative personality well and Sumire's recognizable redness over any subject or matter related to love, they were showing the opposite reaction; distaste. Had she thought wrong about their personalities? She must've; after all her assumptions were based on the personalities of all the women she had ever met, may they be the strongest kunoichi known in existence, some frail old lady at the local dango shop or a little girl, they all had a strange fascination with love.

But Sarada begun to wonder upon it. What kind of love would make someone frown and rant negativity about it? There were a lot of topics related to this subjec and she didn't have a clue on what to point her finger on. Thus she thought avout searching for it. Surely, there must be a lot of resources and materials along the keywords of "boys", "love", and "frowned relationships".

Which is what brings her to the library. Sarada had already gotten herself a registered card to access the library until long hours since she couldn't keep any books at her home, as her mother would occasionally destroy the house. The scavenge process was the most gruesome and most excruciating task after her mother's impulsive destruction thus, Sarada thought she'd simply get access and register herself as a premium member into the library instead of repeatedly buying new books. Besides, the library also allowed registered members to use their computers with free internet access at the cost of the membership fee.

The young Uchiha quickly made her way towards the desktop cubicles and proped up on a free chair beside the rear end of the wall. If this was something both of her friends frowned upon, related to boys, and love(a highly flustering topic), then she better conceal herself in the farthest corner. Sarada quickly typed in the keywords onto the search engine, however her query was either not specific enough or the results ranged onto unrelated information and there weren't any significant searches. Maybe if she'll find something eye-catching if she just rearranged her words into a much radical structure...

Hence, the field sturcture shiwed interesting results using her new methord, as she unknowingly stumbled upon, one very peculiar relationship type. Something, that would change her ability to preceive the world around her forever. According to the internet, it was dubbed as Yaoi, or simply put, 'the homosexual relationship between two or more males.' Sarada frowned. So this was what ChoCho was talking about with Sumire? She understood why they were showing displeasure, but Sarada wasn't one in favor of judging things, even though her mind constantly jumps into that direction. She needed to look up into it a bit further before she reevaluated her statements.

Upon further inspection, she came to find out more about the topic. Yaoi derives itself from two genres; Tanbi and Shonen-ai, the first being related to aesthetic relationships orientated for female audiances and the latter featuring platonic relationships between males. Apparently it also has multiple sub-genres such as Bara, literally meaning 'rose' (which is a male counterpart of the female term 'Yuri', which translates into 'lily'); shotacon, a genre featuring prepubescent young boys, and many more. It was a vast topic that would take her hours searching.

But there was one very odd thing about it; the more she searched up, the more her curiosity shooted. She wanted to know and read any form of literature pretaining to Yaoi; she wanted to know why and how someone could ever resort to an affair so... So wrong! She wanted to know about their emotions, their experiences, their drives. There weren't many real life experiences or not many people have opened up, but this excited her a bit as she browsed and engrossed herself.

Over the course of 3 hours, Sarada had yeilded even more fruitful information. However, she still felt like all of it was empty. Researching upon it was only interesting while she was still new to it. The Uchiha prodigy knew that she may have only scratched the surface, but in what ways could she dig in further? She was aware that yaoi was primarily a genre of manga that displayed male homosexual liaisons. There could be some hardcopies of yaoi manga in the library, right? She still had a few hours before closing time and she had already informed her mother that she was at the Konoha Public Library, so neither of them had anything to worry about if she spent a little extra time rummaging through the books.

Sarada proceeded to close all of her tabs and shut down her computer so that the next person could occupy the cubicle, while dearly hoping that they do not peek at her 'embarassing' search history. After all, she was still new to it. There was an odd burning sensation in her chest as she left; did she like it, or was it that she didn't want to get caught searching something so unorthodox? She wasn't sure which of the either options pegged the feeling in her heart, as she briskily made her way to the comics section of the library. She knew she was doing something wrong, yet very tempting at the same time.

"Sarada is that you?!" A high pitched male voice called out behind her. The sudden mention of her name halted her in her tracks. Her face drained of color as she slowly turned her head to face a certain blonde kid walk along side Mitsuki; both being the last people she'd want to meet at thid place.

"Oh," Sarada mustered, "H-hello". Her voice fumbled, and her throat didn't allow her to recite any more words. Her mind suddenly reminded her of all the homoerotic text she had read earlier and for a brief moment she let herself think sinister things about Mitsuki and Boruto together. Come to think of it, why are those two almost always together? Sire Shikadai spent much time with Boruto, but Mitsuki almost always taggs along with Boruto, no matter the place or event.

Sarada mentally shook her head to release her thoughts. She was starting to think about weird things now and shouldn't tread into that path. Boruto looked at her in confusion at her reaction. Was his presence too overwhelming for her at the library that made Sarada stutter something so simple as a hello? He wouldn't know any better and couldn't care much for it.

What he did care was why Sarada was walking towards the manga aisle. She was a rather studious person who preferred books on ninja arts and history rather than manga; unless he was wrong about her.

"I didn't know that you also enjoyed reading manga! Thought you only burried yourself in reading history and finding more about ninjutsu and the sort," Boruto brightly squeeked as Sarada tried to resist the urge to look away from him. "So what genre of manga do you like?"

"She's probably looking for Shoujo manga," Mitsuki blandly answered. Him being a synthetic human didn't have much information about girls, and certainly derived his basic information from gender stereotypes.

Much to Sarada's internal dismay, she would've retorted to his statement any day however they would question her again as to what kind of manga she was going to look for.

"Yeah, I was looking for Shoujo," the girl said as she faced Boruto with proper eye contact, maintaining her composure. "I wanted to look over something ChoCho recommended me." Sarada winced at herself for lying to both her teammates, but she couldn't risk anyone, let alone a boy, find out about what she was going to do.

Boruto smiled over at Sarada, knowing that she was also interested in things like manga. He remembered that Sarada was also one of the few people that knew about his favorite hero Kagemasa's delayed movie since Nue was mindcontrolling him. She probably did take some degree of interest to know about it, after all.

"Oh! I'm looking for the new volume of Kagemasa that came out earlier this month."

The Uchiha heiress looked at him for a moment and adjusted her glasses at the bridge of her nose before replying to him.

"Anywho, I'll be taking my leave. You guys go read what ever you where looking for," Sarada said as she prepared to dash from her friends, leaving them off to their seperate destinations.

Sarada ran into the Shoujo bookshelf. Now, she was even more alerted than before knowing that Mitsuki and Boruto were within the area. One wrong move towards knowing about actual yaoi meant that her dignity was at stake. What would happen if her the people she knew found out? Her friends would never let her live it down and her parents? Sakura would definitely get angry and Sasuke would...? She wasn't sure about her father's reaction, but it certainly wouldn't be a upleasing one.

She made sure she spent about enough time in the Shoujo section, before she ventured over to Yaoi. Shoujo was only a mask to hide from the either males. Sarada pondered over her other options while she was at it. She could always come tomorrow, unless they are sent to a mission. However, it was the weekend and it didn't make sense for them to work during those days as genin. Sarada discarded the option and went over nonetheless. Sarada had to brush aside any regrets before she continued her little adventure.

She picked up a random title, keenly looking over the art style and making sure she started from the first volume. The shelf itself was located at the fartest side of the manga section, a place reserved for erotic books. Sarada thought it was weird for romance to be categorised in such a way before remembering what she was getting herself into.

The book, on the other hand, was a mistake. It was all a mistake. Sarada regretted everything the instant the book accidentally slipped from her hands and landed upon a very obscene scene on the marble floor. Sarada could've sworn her Sharingan activated as her face flustered over the page before her. She mentally cursed the Sharingan's ability to have perfect photographic memory and its ability to work as an inbuilt camcorder.

Sarada tried to quickly pick up the dropped book before anyone saw her. Strange enough, although she initially felt like plucking her eyes out, or even evolving her Sharingan into Mangekyou and burning the book with Amaterasu like her father, but no.

She liked it.

And even saying that she simply liked it was an understatement. It breached her curiosity into another level. She wanted more of it. Sarada decided to buy the next two volumes in the series and proceeded to check out, making sure she's steer clear of Mitsuki and Boruto, and make sure her parents don't find out about her purchase.

Before she realized it, Sarada didn't know that she had already stepped into the land of Fu (Fu as in Fujoshi)...

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A/N #3: Thus, I'll end Chapter One. Yeah it seems a little boring from here, but don't worry, things will start to move after Chapter Two. I just needed to create the backstory of how Sarada found out about Yaoi. Its a bit short but then again. It's just the start. This'll probably be around like 4-6 chapters long; but I hope you enjoy reading it. It happens to be my very first fanfiction!

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