Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. All characters go to Masashi Kishimoto.

Chapter 1

The butterfly pendant winked at her with shining wings. Cho Cho pouted peeking into her purse and seeing what little money she had. Still not enough.

"Eh, Cho Cho were you listening?"

"Sorry girl." She looked at her best friend. The Uchiha heiress was stunning, but that was to be expected considering that her parents were the most good-looking people she had seen. Not that her own mother was not beautiful, she just wondered when she would be as beautiful as her. And yes, she loved her dad more than anything in the world but wished that she was skinny like her friend.

"Still pining after that pendant?" Sarada asked stepping up to the window. "It does look gorgeous, but it would probably cost more than we make in five years of missions."

"I know right! I barely have 500 ryo saved!" Cho Cho pouted again, subconsciously taking a bag of lightly salted chips from her bag. "I mean, if I had that pendant just think of how many boys would be drooling over me right now." She dramatically started swooning.

"Yeah, I can imagine," her dark hair friend chuckled. "C'mon, there's supposedly a special on black tea flavored dango at The Dumpling Shop. I overheard boruto talking about it and I want to see if it's true." Pulling her friend away from the store window was a lot harder than she thought as she tugged her arm.

Cho Cho sighed dramatically before being led away by Sarada. Till next time. Her amber eye's looked longingly at the stunning pendant before walking next to her best friend.

"I hope it's true. Otherwise I'm going to kill boruto the next time I see him."

"You really trust his source of information?" Cho Cho popped open her bag of chips before grabbing one and offering some to sarada.

"No. Yes. Maybe," the Uchiha answered unsurely, taking a chip from the bag. "Maybe." She threw the chip into her mouth, chewing thoughtfully.

"I guess we'll have to see when we get there. Then you can decide if it's going to be me or you that gets to kill him. But, I call dibs first!"

Both girls giggled. "Hey, how has your diet been coming along?" Sarada asked.

"Ugh! Not to good. It seems like every time I try to limit my portions I get hungrier. Then I end up eating more than what I normally eat." Cho Cho looked down angrily at the open bag of chips in her hand. Her worst enemy.

"Hmmm. Maybe you could try starting out slowly at first rather than just going right into it."

"I guess I could try that." She made a mental note.

"I could help you with exercise like training if you want. My dad says that I need more anyway." Sarada offered.

"Really! You would do that sara-chan!" the dark skin girl exclaimed with stars in her eyes.

"Of course, you're my best friend cho cho." Cho Cho smiled at her friend tearing up a bit. How did she get blessed with such a kind-hearted friend.

The girls were nearing the Dumpling Shop when a flash of yellow flew past them stopping in front of the doors.

"What the-"

"Oh hey sarada, you headed to get some dango?" A miniature version of the seventh hokage asked.

"Boruto! What's your problem!" Cho Cho shouted fixing her messed hair.

"Sorry," Boruto scratched behind his head grinning apologetically. "Just here to get the special before they run out y'know."

Black eye's widened. "So it is true."

"Yeah, so you coming or not?" Boruto started walking toward the entrance.

Sarada smiled before following the blonde-haired boy. Cho Cho stood wondering how her friend could get so excited about black tea dango. She could eat anything, but black tea was definitely not a favorite for her. Although she politely ate them when Sarada bought them for her not wanting to upset her best friend. She was also certain that black tea was not something boruto liked. As she started towards the entrance a pale figure blocked her path. Golden eye's locked with amber eye's.

"It is common for most girls your age to begin worry about their appearance. If you would like, I could help you with some training right now."

"What?"

"I overheard you mentioning your diet to Sarada-san and wanted to offer my assistance to your weight loss journey. Although this could heavily impact your clan's jutsu considering the Akimichi's use calories for all combat styles." As he explained his conclusions to cho cho, she was aware that he started leaning in to close for her liking.

"Damn it Mitsuki! Don't you know it's rude to eavesdrop on other people's conversations." She growled out, taking a step back from him.

"I don't see it as rude. Rather as gathering information on people for future reference," he smoothly replied. "Although if you want to lose weight eating chips that are heavily saturated in fats everyday won't help." Mitsuki gestured toward the open bag.

Cho Cho blushed embarrassed. She knew that. The insensitive prick. "Well, I'm starting tomorrow."

"It is best to keep a good motivational schedule so that laziness does not deter you from wanting to complete your goal."

"I know that!" She didn't need advice from him. Everything he's telling her she already heard from Sarada.

"I should also mention that complaining everyday will not make the fat disappear and only vigorous exercise and a healthy diet will. So why don't you put down the chips and come with me to go get some training done." The way he worded made cho cho feel more self-conscious about her appearance. Mitsuki was smiling at her, and she knew he always said everything that was the truth. Tears started to build behind her eye's and before they could fall she glared angrily at him.

"Tch, like I would go with you. I don't even know you aside from sarada, so why don't you stay away from me." She pushed past him, not before shoving her bag of chips against his chest harshly. "Bastard."

As she walked away a tear slid down her cheek for which she brushed away angrily. Who asked him anyway. Spotting Sarada among the patrons at the shop, she stopped, thinking that if mitsuki was following boruto then he must be coming into the shop to. Turning on her heel she ran out of the shop hoping to miss mitsuki coming in. The odds were not in her favor as she spotted him walking in with the bag of chips folded up. Thinking fast she ducked into the women's bathroom pretending to fix her hair. After several moments passed she peeked outside and saw no sign of him and ran out of the shop as fast as she could. Not wanting to deal with what happened moments earlier.