I know I'm not the only one who ships Boru x Sara! So here's a fanfic about them. Oh, and Shikadai's female. I really wanted a love triangle, and Chocho didn't seem cut out for it. So just imagine a Shikadai with a high ponytail and eyeliner.
Also, some of you probably read Naruto Gaiden already. This story has nothing to do with Gaiden, so no Sarada running around trying to figure out whether her mom is Karin or Sakura. (Sorry to any of you who haven't read it, I probably just wrecked it for you.)
Disclaimer: Naruto doesn't belong to me. (In my mind, he belongs to Sasuke, but that's just my way of thinking.)
Sarada was depressed. No, she thought. More than depressed.
She was... lovestruck.
Quite literally.
During break, a huge fight had erupted between Boruto and Sarada about whether Naruto or Sasuke was better. Sarada had lost it when Boruto declared himself the "son of the best ninja in Konoha".
"The Seventh isn't the best ninja in Konoha, idiot!" Sarada had spat out.
Boruto puffed his chest out proudly. "Then explain why my father is the Hokage of Konohagakure and yours is wandering in a forest somewhere."
The raven snapped. She threw herself at Boruto, every inch of her body wanting to punch that smug smirk off of his face.
Unfortunately, since they were only Academy students, that only resulted in Sarada and Boruto in a heap on the ground.
What was even worse was the fact that she found herself blushing.
Damnit! Uchihas do not get embarrassed!
So now, Sarada was sitting on the branches of a tree on Academy grounds, watching her classmates silently.
Especially Shikadai.
Sarada had hated that girl ever since they both joined the Academy. The Nara was rude, selfish, and, somehow, popular.
Maybe it was because of her looks. She looked like a flawless jonin stuck in the body of an Academy student, and somehow she managed to look amazing even in a white jacket and standard shinobi wear.
Shikadai was also insanely pretty, even by Sarada's standards. She had jet-black hair that was always tied up into a high ponytail, and dark green eyes, inherited from her mother. In short, she was pretty much a younger female version of her father, Shikamaru.
Not to mention her knack at mastering her clan's skills. She could probably beat Sarada any day with her Shadow Bind thing.
The raven watched, hidden by the leaves, as Shikadai conversed with her friends.
Sarada swore she had enough friends to fill the Chunin Exam arena.
Suddenly Boruto appeared, and Sarada nearly fell off the tree.
The pest was such an idiot. Sarada hated the way his hair stuck up like fallen leaves. It made her want to shred it and yank it and run her fingers through it and snuggle with it and... wait, what?
The Uchiha firmly told herself that she did not like Boruto's hair, and she most certainly did not want to curl up with the blonde. Seriously, though, where the hell had that come from?
The same feeling had shot through Sarada's heart one day when she walked in on Boruto asking Shikadai to meet him at the training grounds.
Sarada knew they were obviously going to train together and not make out the entire time, but something in her gut sagged a little at the prospect of Boruto asking Shikadai to train with him, not her.
It was a weird feeling. Sarada really, really hoped that it signified her hatred towards the dumb blonde, but she had a feeling it was something else.
Something like... affection.
Sarada groaned. Please don't tell me I'm falling in love with the idiot!
So Shikadai's gonna be like the mean girl in the love triangle who wants to steal Boruto's attention. To be honest, I do feel like she's a little OOC. Meh, I'll make her say "troublesome" later.