A/N: Orochimaru is basically a MILF in my AU of the new Boruto series lol.

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"For all intents and purposes, I am Mitsuki-chan's mother." Orochimaru states with his own brand of flawless disinterest.

"B-but, how, if I may ask, Orochimaru-san?" Sakura manages to ask after gathering herself from the implications of the situation at hand.

"Well, a mother can be defined as the parent who brought the child into the world, no? If gender is tossed aside momentarily, I am most definitely the mother not only because of that but because I also play the role of nurturing and guidance." The others shift uncomfortably as Orochimaru explains his reasoning, no one daring to retort back nor willing to ask just how he had brought a child into the world.

Despite the cold atmosphere lingering around their small circle of conversation, various adults and children mill about the outside courtyard, enjoying the day's festivities for the occasion called "Parent's Day": a day for parents to gather with their children and essentially make up an excuse to throw a large barbecue party. The Seventh Hokage and his family were there as well as his former teammates' family among many others though it was quite a surprise, to put it lightly, to see the semi-pardoned Sannin join in.

When Boruto had asked his father to extend the invitation to Mitsuki and his parent, he had been hesitant at first, unsure if the past grudges from the war and even before that had faded enough to allow a man of Orochimaru's reputation around Konoha's families. The smaller blonde had assured him, with vigorous pleading, that it wasn't fair to leave his friend out especially when his father knew what it was like to be part of the ostracized. So Naruto had allowed it, only hoping for the best.

"Mitsuki-kun is very bright for his age," Konohamaru adds in, hoping to diffuse the awkward tension, "He's usually optimistic even during hard times. You've raised him very well, Orochimaru-san."

"I'm glad to hear that he hasn't taken after his older brother's rebellious streak. Though Mistuki-chan's still a growing boy, only time will tell just how effective my parenting skills prove to be." The Sannin smiles languidly as he humbly accepts the compliment.

Naruto finally speaks up at the mention of another child, "Eh? You have an older son?"

"Yes, his name is Rogu. Unfortunately, he's had a prior arrangement thus was unable to attend today." To highlight his elder son's missing presence, Orochimaru pulls out a small photo of his family.

On the photo is Orochimaru with a more casual yukata and a loose braid with Mitsuki on his left posing a peace sign and Rogu on the right with his arms crossed and a serious expression. The crowd that sees the picture note the strong difference in personalities between the two boys just from a photo though they both share eerily similar looks.

Just before someone can ask just why they had silver-blue hair instead of their parent's black, the child on the left of the photo flings himself onto Orochimaru's side. The now-attached child drags his parent over to where his teammates are mulling about.

"Orochimaru, I want to show you my teammates!" Mitsuki yells excitedly, his eyes slanting closed as he smiles up at his parent.

"This is Uzumaki Boruto and Uchiha Sarada. They're only small fishes in the ninja world but they've got great potential." The boy says as he still clings onto Orochimaru, both ignoring the ungrateful murmurs of retort to being called 'small fishes'.

"Ah, I've heard a lot about the both of you from my son and your parents. It's a pleasure to finally meet you both." Orochimaru smiles down at the two other children before him as he puts a light arm around his son.

"It's nice meeting you too, Orochimaru-san." Sarada adds politely, skillfully hiding her discomfort at being around a man who had once targeted her father.

After noticing the silent gawking from his blonde teammate, Mitsuki yells out, "Ahem! Mr. Hokage's Son, anything you wanna say?"

Boruto roughly shakes his head out of his daze, though the stars that twinkle comically in his eyes as he stares at Orochimaru are apparent, "O-oh, yeah! I'm Uzumaki Boruto and I'm gonna surpass my father someday, ya know!"

"Oh my," Orochimaru lifts a hand to his mouth to hide his amusement, "Are you planning to become Hokage as well, Boruto-kun?"

Seeing that he's made the long haired man laugh, Boruto produces a light flush on his cheeks and barks out a laugh as well, "Nah, that's Sarada's dream. I just want to be better than my old man, not the Hokage or an official title like that."

"Well, then I wish you luck on your journey and that you show the same stubborn potential as you did your father." Orochimaru says warmly, removing the hand around his face to gently pat Boruto on the head.

If the stars in his eyes could shine any brighter, the whole courtyard would be blinded. Seeing his teammate's obvious growing infatuation with his parent, Mitsuki jumps in between the two to diffuse the situation.

"Hey, didn't you want to go see the puppet booth with your little sister? It's starting soon, Boruto." Mitsuki snips out with his arms crossed.

"You're right! I gotta go guys, and, um, Orochimaru-san?" Boruto asks shyly.

"Hm?"

"Ihopetoseeyouagainaroundthevillage!" The blonde boy yells out in a string of words before dashing out towards the small stage in the center.

The dust that picks up behind Boruto leaves a short beat of silence between the remaining people before Sarada interrupts with, "Huh. So Orochimaru-san is that guy's first crush."

"Gross." Mitsuki rolls his eyes.

"Perhaps this development would be interesting to see," said first crush states, turning his head towards the blonde head in the distance, "Though I do worry what his parents will think..."

The words trail off quietly just as Orochimaru leaves the courtyard quietly; Mitsuki can tell his parent is gone by the absence of his coil-like chakra and trusts that he will see both his parent and brother later tonight in their home. Despite the voice in the back of his head telling him that he should ask his parent further about what his worry meant, the silver haired boy is soon preoccupied with the festivities of the day to do so. Hopefully, it doesn't come back to bite him in the ass.

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A/N: Haha I must've been wayyy outta my mind when I pulled this shit out of my ass. Nonetheless, tell me if you want to see a continuation!