Chapter One - Morning

Boruto had felt funny during the night but not enough to bother his parents with and now that morning had broken, he wasn't feeling any better.
He lay there in his bed as sun shone through his bedroom window, almost feeling as if he was in limbo. He felt nauseous and feverish and his stomach almost felt as if it was on fire. Even the smell of breakfast carried in from the kitchen wasn't enough to lure him from his room. He didn't want to get up, he didn't even want to move, but he knew that eventually he'd have to as he'd arranged to meet up with Sarada and Mitsuki for training exercises, and he just knew that Sarada would yell at him if he missed it.
"Boruto, breakfast is ready!" his mother's voice called from the kitchen.
The very thought of breakfast made his stomach lurch. He pulled his blanket over his head and turned onto his side, in a vain attempt to get comfortable. All of a sudden, he could hear the thud, thud, thud of little feet running towards his bedroom door.
"Don't come in here, don't come in here, don't come in here..." he chanted painfully under his breath, when all of a sudden, his door burst open.
"BIG BROTHER! BREAKFAST IS READY!" beamed Himawari as she barged into the room and made her way over to her brother's bedside.
"No thanks, tell Mom i'm not hungry." he grumbled from underneath his blanket.
"Come on! Mom made her special omlette!" she smiled as she yanked the blanket away from her brother, making him recoil as the sudden chill hit him.
"I said no, Himawari..."
A mischievous grin crept over the youngest Uzumaki's face.
"Hehe...okay then...You asked for it!"
Knowing how ticklish he was, she jumped onto the bed and began playfuly climbing all over her brother, tickling him roughly in an attempt to get him to laugh and un-knowingly making him feel worse. With his abdomen almost screaming in agony, Boruto couldn't take it anymore.
"Himawari, get off of me!" he yelled, pushing his sister so hard she fell to the floor with a thud.
Himawari said nothing. No tears, just an almost vacant expression. She simply stood up and silently left the room. As soon as he heard the door close behind her, Boruto felt worse. Not because of the stabbing stomach pains, but because of the guilt. He knew he shouldn't have been that harsh on her. With a heavy sigh, he forced himself to his feet and slowly and carefuly made his way out of his room.
Once he had made his way into the kitchen, he braced himself for his mother to scold him for pushing his sister, but to his surprise she said nothing. He looked over to the table where Himawari was sitting, she said nothing but gave him a sympathetic smile.
"Oh, Boruto" smiled Hinata "Himawari said you weren't hungry!"
"Uh, yeah...I changed my mind." he said, forcing a smile as he went and sat next to his little sister.
Hinata placed a plate of omlette in front of her sun and placed a loving kiss on the top of his head.
"Thanks, Mom." he smiled.
His smile soon faded as he looked down at the plate of food. Usually, the smell of his mother's cooking would make his stomache growl in anticipation but today, it almost made it feel as if it was doing backflips. He glanced and noticed Hinata had left the room to get the laundry, he thought he'd take this opportunity to apologise to his sister.
"Hey um...thanks for not ratting me out..." he said akwardly "-and i'm sorry I snapped at you, I was wrong."
"Its okay! I'm not mad!" beamed Himawari "I can tell you don't feel good..."
Boruto gave her a little fist bump and attempted to eat his breakfast. After a couple of bites he began to feel really nauseous and eventually he couldn't handle it anymore, he ran into the bathroom.
After around 5 minutes Boruto had almost forgotten that he was meant to meet his teammates until...
"Boruto!" he heard Hinata call from outside the door "Sarada is here."
Oh crap... he thought.
With his stomach still twinging in pain, he rushed into his room to get dressed and then ran to the front door to meet Sarada, who was standing at the door talking to Hinata. They both looked at him with concerned looks in their eyes.
"Boruto, you look a little pale..."said Hinata "are you sure you're up for training today?"
"Yeah..." he replied "See you later Mom..."
On that note, he and Sarada left for the training grounds. Looking at her friend, Sarada could tell something wasn't quite right with him. He was usually chatty and rather obnoxious when they were today but today, he seemd distant and unusually quiet.
"Are you okay?" she asked
"Yeah, don't worry about it..." he replied "Where's Mitsuki?"
"He's gonna meet us there..." she replied "-and just for the record, you're not okay."

AUTHORS NOTE:
Its been SOOO long since i've wrote a fanfic. I think its clear to see that i'm deffinatly a little rusty...
This is kind of a re-write of one I started ages ago that I never finished so...yeah, um...enjoy?