Author's note

HI guys, made a new fanfic for my "rouge Boruto" fantasies.

Got some inspiration from this Fic I read about

Boruto escaping to the land of the Eddy, and him being a thief.

Whoever that was, THAT STORY WAS AMAZING 3

Thanks, and enjoy! Diamondfishy

He doesn't understand. How can he do this? His hand brushes my hair as he reaches for the Konoha headband. My father's eyes are full of disappointment and sadness. He is putting the village before his own family! What a monster!

My gaze is stuck on him as he utters the words I forever dread.

"Boruto Uzumaki, I hereby strip you of your honor as a Konoha shinobi."

He leans in close as he finishes the sentence, murmuring "We'll talk later."

By now, my cerulean eyes are brimming with tears. I scream how unfair this is in my head, how outrageous! A stream of harsh words enter my mouth, but never leave. This is it. My feet pound the ground as I turn towards the house and sprint. Sprint far, far away until I can leave the shame behind.

Boruto ran fast. Soon his humble home came into view, and he slowed to get inside. Pictures of Himawari and him filled the walls, glaring at him accusingly. He should have known even the freaking PICTURES on the WALLS were against him. What would his mom think? She didn't matter, because she took Naruto's side. Hopefully, Himawari wouldn't become sad. He would leave her a present.

Gathering the last of his supplies, he streaked towards his dad's room. There he found a box of cash, approximately 45,000 yen. It would sustain him for a while. Sitting down on his fluffy bed, Boruto unconsciously grabbed Hachiko, his silly teddy bear.

Letting a smile grace his face, he tucked away the precious plush and left a vase on the countertop in the kitchen. Boruto filled it with sunflowers and left a small note that told her how much he loved her. Grinning, he opened the oak door, happy to finally leave his dad behind him.

Sarada covered her mouth with her hand, trembling. Boruto CHEATED?! How could he? Sarada had put all her faith in him and yet, he failed her. Boruto was such a….a BRAT! She should have known. His unnatural mastery of the elements, how his chakra didn't seem to decrease, how he never had any other feeling then confidence. Sarada knew that this was what he deserved, but why couldn't she accept the fact that he was practically gone?

Shouldering his heavy leather pack, he snuck past the (very distracted) guards and burst into woods. Birds chirped and chipmunks chittered as Boruto slipped his way towards the land of lightning, where there were rumors of a fruit that could grant you… eh, something awesome. Whatever, it gave him something to do.

Sarada sighed. It had been 3 days since Boruto left, and Ninja were out everywhere looking for him. He couldn't hide for long. Meanwhile, she had gotten amazing at healing. It was the worst. Why, you ask? Okaa-san kept pestering her! If only she could focus more on getting mangekyou sharingan, but she never wanted to kill someone close to her. Activating her blood-red eyes, she lazily struck the training dummies Konahamaru-Sensei set out for her to train with. This was all she had been doing lately, because Sensei was busy finding Boruto. That Baka. "Mistuki! Get your ass over here!" Now that guy was just sitting around all the time. He was trying to find his origins, or create a new formula for the Ninja Research team. He wouldn't bother with her either! It was such a PAIN! The best thing that had happened is the past 3 days is the ramen Hokage-San treated her to, because everyone needed some consoling.

Holding up her fist, she emitted a glowing green aura as she got ready to punch the manikins. Sarada cried out as she released her chakra-filled punch. The dummy got blasted into smithereens. Collapsing next to Mitsuki, who still hadn't budged, she cupped her face in her hands. "Mitsuki, Please? Train with me?" When he didn't move, still pouring vials of liquid into jugs, Sarada huffed and wiped the sweat from her forehead. She surveyed the huge training clearing. Kicking her feet through the dry dirt, Sarada paced restlessly. The days were so boring. Looking towards her engrossed companion, Sarada stomped her foot.

"That's it! I'm going home! There is no point in this." Mitsuki simply nodded and Sarada raged like a lion. She furiously took the dirt path down to her house, upset at how everyone was acting lately. How could the disappearance of a blonde dofus who had the nerve to cheat in the Chunin exams, just to impress his dad with his 'notice me' attitude.

Sarada's head started to throb and her stomach was retaliating against the sandwich she had earlier. "Okaa-san! I'm not feeling good." Stepping through the door, Sarada stumbled onto the floor. "Oww…" Whimpering, the injured girl held her stomach, which was cramping. "Mama!" Sarada desperately called, hoping for help. Instead of her mother, two gleaming eyes appeared at the foot of the stairs. Activating her sharingan, Sarada stood up queasily and tried to fend them off.

They easily dodged her slurred attacks, and after a few minutes of bravely holding her own, Sarada crumpled to the floor. All the feeling in her muscles were gone, and it seemed that she was going to be killed by her stomach. The man and woman snickered, recalling the moment they drugged her water in the morning. A dark-haired, well-built man hoisted Sarada onto his back, and the other blonde haired, model-looking women covered the tracks with an excellent concealing Jutsu. "Oy, Aderu, do a good job." The man sternly told her. "Hai-hai, Riam-Kun!" The woman giggled, her dark blue tank top blowing in the wind. Sarada was blinking her eyes furiously, because she saw 3 or four of the same person. Hazily, she thought what is going on here? And slipped out of consciousness.

Well? Did you like it? Review please, I really appreciate it. Thanks, and anything from ideas to criticism is welcome! You guys are the best! I want to make this multi-chapter, but I don't know…

XOX,

Diamondfishy!