This takes place still during the Boruto show, way before my other story came to a close.
"Class again?" Boruto slumped into his chair in the third row of the Academy class room. His friend, Shikadai sat next to him. The boy looked like his dad with the hair and bored expression, but had his mother's blue eyes. He sat with his homemade bento and watched the other children come into the room. Shino Sensei stood at the front of the class taking count of all the attendees for the class. Shikadai perked up when he saw one of his friends, Metal Lee come into the class.
Metal was like his father, green jumpsuit, bowl cut and the over abundance of energy. Though he did have a tendency to become flustered easily just by other's watching him. But Shikadai help it, he had an issue with staring at Metal. He didn't know why, he just always caught himself glancing over at him at the window seats.
"But you have class every day." Shikadai finally answered, making his friend and son of the 7th huff as he sat down. He knew that Shino Sensei would drone on and on about the basics of studies. Boruto wanted to learn how to fight not how to figure the shadow of a tree at 5 o'clock.
"At least, Shino Sensei is nice, it could be another sensei." Shikadai looked at the blonde boy, who looked at his teacher and his ever growing green coat that made it to his knees today.
"Sure..."
"Be lucky, Shino Sensei doesn't get mad at you more often." Sadara butted in, she pushed her red framed glasses up higher in her nose. The two boys turned to look at her but didn't make any notice.
"He's just going easy on Boruto because his mom was on a team with Sensei." Inojin said as he sat down at his desk behind Shikadai. The Nara wished he could just have a regular class where everyone got along instead of trying to outdo each other.
"He is not!" the blonde boy yelled making all in the class turn to face him.
"Boruto! Sit down." Shino called out to him as a few more stragglers came into class. A small sarcastic laugh came from Sadara as she sat down next to ChōChō.
Shikadai just kept his eyes to the boy that walked up to Shino Sensei to turn in the homework from the night before. The tall man reached out for it, Metal turned to go back to his seat. But he noticed the teal eyes of Shikadai staring at him, he couldn't help but to feel flustered as he went back to his seat by the window, the trance was broken by Sumire taking a seat in front of him.
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"What do you guys think? Think you can take me on?" Boruto said putting his hamburger down on the tray. He held a small hand-held game along with Inojin. The sickly pale boy just gave a smile, like his father would, and nodded.
"What about you, Shikadai?" Inojin asked the boy who's eyes were transfixed on the fries. He looked up and shrugged.
"I didn't bring my game today, sorry guys." Shikadai sat back in the stall seat. The two boys just shrugged and turned their games on with a bing.
What a drag...Shikadai thought as he bit into his hamburger.