YAYYY FOR NARUTOOO! :3

Ughh, I honestly wasn't going to make this but my heart is just... *Places one hand on heart and other on forehead* Ughh.. Borsara is my life now. But I just love the idea of Sasuke being all protective and stuff like urgghhh! *Squishes cheeks* Ｏ(≧∇≦)Ｏ

SO WE'RE GONNA MAKE DRABBLES FOR THE UCHIHA PRINCESS, SARADA! YAYYYY! MOST OF THEM WILL INCLUDE BOYS BECAUSE WE ALL NEED PAPA SASUKE! :3

LET'S BEGIN WITH THE FIRST DRABBLEEE!

IF SARADA WAS ANYTHING, SHE WAS PROUD.

Proud of her round, red glasses. Proud of her sleek, midnight black hair. Proud Of her cheerful but short-tempered mother. Proud of her never-home-for-long, protective, quiet, push-over, powerful father. Proud of her blood. Proud of her history. Proud of herself, her teammates and her friends.

Sarada Uchiha was proud. And proud of being proud.

Hell, if you every tried to mock her and her pride you might as well be dead because her pride would CRUSH you in one second. Unless you were Bolt, because he always got away with it.

Yes, But no matter what, Sarada Uchiha, would always be proud.

Of course if you ever asked what she wasn't proud of she'd lie and say she was proud of everything.

Though she was never proud of wearing a skirt to school everyday and have some of the boys flip it up just to see her underwear. She wasn't proud of following Boruto around like a lost puppy, knowing if she stood close by nobody would stalk her down like prey. And she was definitely NOT proud of doing the Poki challenge.

It wasn't her fault, maybe if her parents had decided they weren't going to her Uncle Naruto and Aunt Hinata's house than it wouldn't have happened. Maybe if Himawari was eating ramen instead of Poki, Boruto wouldn't have brought the stupid challenge up. Maybe if Himawari hadn't said that she'd wanted to do the challenge or at least see someone do it, this wouldn't have happened. Maybe if Boruto hadn't suggested they do it this wouldn't have happened. And maybe, just maybe, If Sarada's pride wouldn't have gotten in the way she wouldn't have done it.

But little princess Sarada was proud, and proud of being proud.

"Oh C'mon, Sarada, what's so bad about the poki challenge?" Boruto questioned, pouting, large lavender eyes looking down at her. She'd glared at him, crossing her arms.

"The stupid challenge is only to kiss someone who's stupid enough to do it. I think it's a complete waste of time." Sarada retorted, crossing her slender, pale arms. Boruto snorted. "I think you're just chicken."

Now that, had caught Sarada's attention.

"Excuse me?!" She screeched, Sharingan activating her Sharingan at the thought of being chicken. "Say's the boy who tries to get his fathers attention with his 'Senpai-notice-me' attitude!" She replied, adjusting her glasses so she could glare at him once more.

He laughed. "Whatever, so what if I want my father to notice me? At least I'm not chicken about it." He taunted.

Sarada was seething. No one made fun of Sarada Uchiha and got away with it.

"Oh? Do you hear that?" Boruto questioned suddenly.

"Bac-Bac-BACAKAA!" He yelled, mocking her.

"All you're doing is making yourself look like is an idiot." She huffed, crossing her arms once more after they had slumped to her sides. Her closed her eyes, looking away before slowly opening them.

"Besides, it sounds like you're trying to say 'Baka' instead of 'Bacaka'" She snorted.

Boruto pouted again.

"Saradaaa.."

"No."

"SARADAAA..."

"No."

"SARADAAA!"

"I said no, Dobe."

"SARADA-CHANNNN! PLEASE!?"

"Your begging is getting you nowhere." She stated, lifting her prideful nose high into the air.

"Hmmph. You're not doing because your pride is getting in the way." Sarada choked. "Pardon?"

"Yep, I bet if I cracked your skull.. Well no, I wouldn't do that, I'd probably suffocate on all the pride wafting into the air."

Sarada turned pink. "Sh-Shut up! Being proud is nothing to be ashamed of." Snorted Sarada.

"Then if there's nothing being wrong with pride you'll do the Poki challenge!" Coaxed Bolt.

"Ughh. Fine." Sarada finally replied, edging a bit farther away, the blush spreading farther over her pale cheeks.

Himawari gladly gave a poki stick to her brother.

"Which side?"

Sarada loved chocolate but if she wanted to get it done fast she might as well have the bread.

Bolt smirked. "Trying to get out the fast way, ehh, Salada?" She'd glared at him.

"Fine. I'll take the chocolate side." She snapped, crossing her arms.

So both of them started on the poki.

Please. begged her mind make this go faster.

Crunch Part of her side gone.

No noise from Bolt's side, barely a nibble.

Sneaky son of a..

Crunch. A larger piece of the Poki gone.

crunch. Bolt took a bigger bite.

She gulped.

Crunch.

Almost...

Crunch!

Bolt chomped on the last of the poki, their lips pressed together, attaching in a kiss.

Sarada felt herself freeze in place.

Was the little son of a..?

Strangely she actually kind of liked it (But she'd never say that out loud, her pride would get in the way). The Dobe's arms wrapped around her holding her in place and..

I'm so screwed. Her mind blurted. Ehh, Sarada's heart shrugged. What the heck. She kissed him back.

But everything was ruined when..

"HIMAWARI! BOLT! SARA-" Uncle Naruto's voice stopped short. Silence. Bolt didn't seem to care (Possibly even notice. Tch. Dobe) and Himawari was giggling at the scene before her.

"Naruto?"

Shit. Shit. Shit.

That was her dad's voice, oh yes, protective papa Sasuke Uchiha.

"What's taking the kids so-" Her fathers voice stopped short and she could hear more footsteps.

"Sasuke, dear are you all-"

The voices turned hushed and...

"BOURTOOOO!"

The two of them jumped apart, faces flushing red.

Bolt's eyes filled with panic.

"I'd love to stay around and kiss you Sarada but I think I've gotta run." Bolt quickly explained, turning around and sprinting in the other direction.

"BORUTOO!" Sasuke Uchiha screamed after him, a Chidori lighting up in his hand.

"YOU GET BACK HERE YOU SON OF A-"

Sasuke's sentence stopped short and he gave an apologetic smile to Hinata.

"YOU GET BACK HER YOU BASTARD! NO ONE KISSES MY DAUGHTER. SHE'S MY PRINCESS YOU-" Her father spat profanity's chasing after Bolt who ran around the house in quick and alarmed circles.

"YEAH! RUN BORUTO! WHEN YOU TWO GET MARRIED I WANT LOTS OF GRAND CHILDREN!" She heard Uncle Naruto yell at his son.

Sasuke stopped short, as if the notion of his princess giving birth was impossible. His eyes flashed a bright red and he pulled some of his hair back.

"What did you say, Dobe?"

Naruto gulped. "Uhh.."

A hand tugged on Sarada's sleeve.

Bolt smiled cheekily. "C'mon, they're distracted." He whispered. So, Sarada, letting her pride get the best of her, followed Bolt. It wasn't at least 15 seconds later when..

"BORUTOOO, DON'T TOUCH MY DAUGHTER!"

Bolt laughed, tugging on Sarada's arm to get her to quicken up.

They were eventually caught and Bolt would've been headless if Sarada's mom hadn't burst from the bushes screaming "SHANNAROO!" and slamming her fist into Sasuke's head.

Yep. Sarada was not proud of that.

Or maybe she was. But you'd never know,

Because Sarada Uchiha was always, always proud.

YEAHHH FIRST CHAPTER OMG HAVE TO GO TO BED IT'S LATE MY STOMACH HURTS GOODBYEEEE!

-Fantasy

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