Denki passes out from seeing the crater I made with a single punch. Kind of a disgraceful taijustu spar, to be honest, but at least he tried. The only one who can beat me in taijustu is Uzumaki Boruto, with his mother's Gentle Fist style.
The whispers of my monstrous strength and comparisons to my mother and Tsunade-baachan are heard within a section of my classmates, the rest cursing my clan, with a familiar "damn Uchiha Clan and their prodigies." Only Boruto is different. He's the only one who gives me a challenge, someone I can truly call my best friend and my rival.
I throw Denki onto my shoulders while trying to be mindful of his injuries. I gave him a good few bruises during the spar, and I know that last punch could have severely injured him had it landed, so I missed. If the size of the crater says anything, it's that my punches hurt.
I ignore my teacher's praise of my 'perfect chakra control' and 'mastery of Sakura Haruno and Tsunade Senju's fighting style' which was 'perfectly mixed with the Uchiha Intercepting Fist style' and all other praise I get from my Sensei. My classmates glare at me, as if it's my fault that I fight like my mother, that I'm from a clan of 'prodigies', that I am the daughter of two of the New Legendary Sannin.
My eyes start to sting and my vision gets sharper, sharp enough that I don't need my glasses anymore. Boruto takes one look at me and he knows, he understands. It happens to him too, only it's praises from everyone, even his mother's clan about his abilities. The Hyuuga don't hate him for who is father is. The Hyuuga have changed. Gone are most of the old ways, so why can't we Uchiha evolve too? The clan head marrying someone from a civilian family and having a child within less than a year of marriage? Unheard of.
It hurts being shunned in your own clan. Uncle Itachi and Baachan love me, but Ojiisama doesn't. I know he hates me, hates my mother, is disappointed in my father. Why can't he be like Boruto's Hiashi-jiji? Or Shikadai's uncle, the Kazekage? Why must he hate me?
"-rada! Sarada! It's our turn to spar, dattebasa!"
He shines like a sun, his aura like a warm fire in a cold, winters day. He's powerful, strong enough to match up to my skills. We complement each other, as we have since we were young. Only his temper is nowhere near as explosive as mine.
"Come on, Sara-chan! I bet Ichiraku ramen if you lose! You're going to have to pay for me and my dad! Unless you're too chicken, I guess," he says, as if goading me. Before I know it, my temper flares and there is another crater where I stood. We form the seal of reconciliation and activate our respective dojutsus, his Byakugan, my Sharingan.
Two seconds pass before we fly at each other. Every smart person knows not to fight with a Hyuuga in taijustu, but Boruto mixes his family style with his own. He's not as good as Himawari with the Gentle Fist style, but he's still talented when it comes down to it.
A palm barely touches my shoulder, but I can feel my chakra point close. That's my right arm completely useless. He kicks me in the stomach, but I get up and punch him in the chest. He gets up anyway, even though I've cracked a few ribs.
I dodge a few incoming palms but one strikes my collarbone. I grit my teeth and flip out of Boruto's range.
"What's wrong? Is my favourite Uchiha too scared to continue fighting? Man, if only your chest was as big as your forehead. Then you would be prettier."
Our class goes completely silent.
I take deep breaths to try to calm myself down, I have to try, I won't hurt him, I-
"Boruto, you idiot! Shannaro!"
I kick him in between his legs and watch as he goes flying up. I seethe with anger. What was he trying do, piss me off? It worked, by the way.
"She's a red-eyed demon, that Sarada," someone whispers behind me. I whip my head around faster than Uncle Shisui shunshins and glare in that general direction. Itachi Uchiha Glare #1, the 'don't mess with me if you want to live' glare. I ignore the 'boom' of Boruto's landing.
Silence reigns in my class while I walk to the crater and try to fix Boruto. Yikes, a few cracked ribs, some internal bleeding, a concussion, ruptured organs, his baby maker most likely permanently damaged if that kick meant anything...
"Midori-sensei, I think I need my mom."
"Honestly Sarada, your temper is worse than mine! You're lucky I taught you medical ninjutsu or else Boruto could be dead. What exactly did he say to make you so mad?"
Mama had been in the Academy anyway because I had forgotten my lunch in a hurry today. So imagine my shock when she tells me she was watching the whole time and saw me kick Boruto into the sky. I blush profusely. Uchiha do not lose their temper so quickly. That's what ojiisama says. Uncle says I shouldn't listen to him though, all he says is patriotic clan bullshit, as my Papa said.
"He made fun of my forehead and chest size, Mama. I know Uchiha aren't supposed to lose our temper easily, nor are we supposed to show emotion, but-"
Mama punches the kitchen table, shattering it into pieces. It's a wonder how we still have so much money when Mama breaks so much stuff in our house.
"Sarada! Who told you that?" She's seething, she's angry, oh no, I made her mad-
"If it was Fugaku, I'm going to rip him apart, cell by cell!"
I close my eyes. I try to restrain the tears, but my Mama's personality further cements the idea that I'm not a true Uchiha in my head. After all, what Uchiha gets so angry and shows it? What Uchiha loses their temper like I do? I'm a disgrace, I shouldn't have been born, Mama should have gotten with someone other than Papa. She's not happy here, I know she isn't.
I take off my glasses and place them on the table. I don't need them anymore. Ha, what Uchiha wears glasses.
"Sarada," my mom sighs, "I'm sorry for losing my temper. I don't like that look on your face, okay?"
Mama is so loving, so open with her emotions. She's everything the Uchiha aren't. I hate it, I just want to fit in with my clan. She's from a civilian family, yet she married the head of a ninja clan. She had to work her way up from a civilian and earned her title. The only one in her team without clan techniques or traits. Then why do they hate her? Just because she earned her place in the ninja world?
The sound of the door opening distracts Mama from me. My Uncle Itachi, the Fifth Hokage is at the door.
"Sarada. Care to explain why I had Lord Sixth break my door down saying that you nearly killed his son in a fit of rage?"
My mouth dries. Of course Midori-Sensei would tell Uncle Naruto, he is Boruto's dad. Which leads to Papa being told, which leads to Uncle Itachi being told. Then baachan will be here and so will Uncle Shisui with Tsunade-baachan and Aunt Shizune and they'll all scold me and I'll be in so much trouble and-
"Sarada. Breathe. You know, you remind me of the time Tsunade-sama almost killed Jiraiya-sama because he was peeking at girls in the hot springs?"
"Tsunade-baachan really did that? Wow," I say, my near panic attack forgotten.
"Yeah. Boruto didn't deserve to be hit that hard, but he deserved it. Nobody says anything about my daughter's chest or forehead, shannaro!"
My Mama has this ability to make anyone happy. It's not as powerful as Uncle Naruto's, but it's still amazing.
"He. Said. What."
Shit, I forgot about Uncle Itachi.
"The idiot said Sarada has no boobs and made fun of her forehead!"
Mama no, you're making it worse, dammit.
Uncle Itachi blasts killing internet out of nowhere, and such a large amount too. If I wasn't so used to this when he was stays with us during Papa's long term missions, I would have been on the ground in tears.
"I'm going to kill him," Uncle says. Uncle Itachi doesn't lie or exaggerate.
Ever.
"Sarada! My favourite grandchild!"
"Kushina-baachan, we aren't related."
"You're Mikoto's granddaughter, so you're mine too, dattebane!"
"Minato-jiisan, Kushina-baachan is being weird."
"By the way, I heard about what Boruto did. I'm so proud of you, dattebane!"
"Kushina, she nearly killed our only grandson."
"So? Hima-chan would have done the same thing if she was there."
"Kaachan, he's in a coma."
"Then she shouldn't talk about an Uchiha's breasts. Hell, I bet everyone has small boobs to him, looking at the size of his mother's."
"I-I would rather you don't bring my breast size into this..."
"I saw the whole thing! She was all like 'shannaro!' like me! Poor kid went flying!"
"I would kill him myself, but my dear little niece beat me to it. Just like how I beat Naruto to the title of Hokage."
"Argh, bastard! He really is your brother. How is my sweet little Sarada an Uchiha?"
"Hn."
"Sarada! Don't use that sort of language! Why did I marry into a clan of stuck ups..."
"What did she say, dattebane?"
"Something very bad, Aunt Kushina."
"Yeah, Duckie-chan, I know. What exactly did she say?"
"What my foolish little brother meant to say was-"
"Don't call me Duckie-chan!"
"Mikoto! Your younger duck is bullying me!"
"Sasu-chan! Leave your Aunt Kushina alone!"
"I need some sake."
"Himawari! Where did you learn that from?"
"Tsunade-baachan always says it, 'ttebane."
"Kushina, why did you taint our granddaughter?"
"It's an Uzumaki curse!"
"Karin doesn't say anything. Neither did Nagato, dattebayo."
"Oh, she said something. She's more Uzumaki than you, so she definitely said something."
"Actually Kushina, why did we change Naruto's name to Uzumaki?"
"His chunin exams were in Iwa, remember? I don't think at 10 he could have kept himself safe from anyone."
"Yeah, then he went to Suna for the next ones and we never did change it back."
"Plus you took my name anyway, Minato."
"Can we not talk about this?"
"Aww, the legendary Yellow Flash was made blush by me, the Red Hot Blooded Habanero."
"Touchan, Kaachan, the kids are known as Namikaze on all their legal documents, ya know."
"Yeah, but their chakra reserves and seals scream 'Uzumaki!' Also, the Hyuuga Elders are getting annoyed at Himawari for getting rid of the Caged Bird seals and replacing them with her own ones."
"That's my daughter!"
"She's nothing like you, dead last."
"Say that to my face, bastard!"
"Hn. Papa, Uncle Naruto is an idiot."
"Sasuke! You tainted my favourite niece!"
"I thought Kari was your favourite niece."
"Kari is my favourite baby niece. Sarada is my favourite grown up niece."
"Uncle, you're as annoying as Boruto."
"... did you just call Boruto annoying? Sasuke-kun, did you hear?"
"Damn it, Naruto! Get your son away from my daughter!"
"Papa?"
"Oh ho ho, Sasuke? Sakura? Seems you're going to be related soon."
"Shut up, Kakashi."
"Minato, ya hear? Mikoto and I will be related!"
"Sarada, honey, no boys forever."
"Papa!"
"Hn." She doesn't like Boruto. Hell, she nearly killed the kid! That's why we're all here in the first place.
"I need some sake. It's too early for this."
"Baachan, not in front of the kids."
"Tsunade-baachan, it's 6pm."
"Minato, why did you taint our son with your blond? Now we don't have any red-head Uzumakis anymore, 'ttebane."
"I wanna have red hair, dattebane!"
"Hima, you're too Hyuuga for that, 'ttebayo..."
"Papa, can I have red hair like baachan?"
"Hima..."
"Of course you can! Uncle, if her hair isn't red in the next three minutes, I'll give you a cherry blossom impact, shannaro!"
"Y-yes! Man, Sakura-chan and Sasu-bastard had to go and have a super scary daughter and a sweet daughter and a scary son, 'ttebayo..."
And that's how the Hyuuga-Uchiha-Uzumaki-Senju family spent their evening in Boruto's hospital room.
(2069 words, 17-3-2018)
(Minato, Kushina, Sarada, Sakura, Sasuke, Itachi, Naruto, Hinata, Mikoto, Tsunade and Himawari we're present in the last part. Guess who is who!)
To be honest, I had the idea and it wouldn't leave alone, so here is a non-massacre, Minato & Kushina live fic, but set during Boruto because Sarada is my child.
Bye