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The sound of droplets pattering on the ground was giving her a headache. Waking her up from what felt like an endless slumber.
Slowly her senses came back, her body warming up regardless of her cold skin. After a minute, her numbness slowly disappeared. She felt her body carved into someone's, her back slouched on a chest, a tight chest, both her legs resting on the hard ground, her right hand rested on her thigh, left interlocked with someones.
She tried to see who it was, but when she opened her eyes, everything was pitch black.
Sarada panicked and jerked her hand away. She tried to get up.
"Argh," a grunt escaped her lips as she felt a sharp pang on the side of her abdomen.
She was slowly pulled back by the same hand which was holding her before.
"Who the hell are you?" Sarada shouted as she struggled to get out of the strangers embrace.
"Shhh… Sarada, calm down... it's me."
"Boruto?"
"Yeah..." Boruto's voice was hoarse.
Sarada released a sigh of relief as she let her body fell back into his embrace.
"I can't see anything," Sarada said, touching her eyes. "Boruto, I can't see anything," Sarada repeated with despair in her tone. She was shivering out of fear.
Boruto snaked his hand to hold her by the collarbone and pulled her closer to him, comforting her as he said, "Do you remember anything?"
Remember?
Then it hit her... The battle with the Otsutsuki, and how she protected him with her Susanoo, overusing her eyes, her fainting in the last moments of the battle, that was the last thing she could recall.
"Yes, did we win?" She asked. There was a sense of need in her voice, - she needed to know that her sacrifice did not go to waste.
"Yes."
She released her breath and relaxed against him, a great sense of accomplishment and reassurance welling up in her. Apart from that, she felt safe with him, taking in all the heat he was giving her. His hand, which was earlier on her collar bone, interlocked with her hand again.
"And… to think of it, I don't remember a time losing by your side anyway." His voice was low, but it was very comforting to hear him be himself again. She smirked as she knew that he rarely compliments her. He was trying to cheer her up.
"Well, who is going to have your back when all you're doing is recklessly banging into the enemy". She kept the banter up, she needed to keep her mind busy from paying attention to all the burning bruises and cuts.
He scoffed, "You were the reckless one today."
"What did you say?" Sarada retorted.
He released a tense breath against her neck, ignoring her question he continued, "You didn't need to go that far for me"
She could sense the pain in his voice, the pain of seeing her getting hurt because of him, "I know that you would have done the same."
"But-" He was cut off as her hand held his tighter.
"Boruto, relax - everything will be fine, I'm fine, mom will be able to fix it, she had many cases like this after the war."
"I know...but-"
"Don't worry, everything will be back to normal… just give it time."
"Hm, if you say so..."
"...So, are you planning to stay like this forever?" Sarada could sense his steady chest movement stop for a second.
"We can't, the wound on your abdomen may have gotten sealed, but any heavy movement will open it again." Boruto took a heavy sigh and continued, "I sent Mitsuki our location, he is coming."
"Oh... but can't you-"
"No, I can't pick you up, my... right leg is broken," Boruto said, tightening his grip on Sarada's hand.
Sarada could guess that Boruto was not telling her the truth. She smirked as she thought that he wanted to stay like this for some more time.
"Your fantasies are not gonna come true, Uchiha princess," Boruto said teasingly, trying to bury her suspicion.
That comment was welcomed by a smack on Boruto's legs.
"OW, It hurts...four eyes," Boruto yelped.
"That's better!" Sarada replied not leaving Boruto's hands.
"Could be, but Sarada sounds the best," Boruto said, moving his body to let Sarada fold her legs.
Sarada blushed. She could imagine the smirk on that blond idiot's face.
"You are fairly romantic for a situation we're stuck in," Sarada said while folding her right leg.
"Do you need a situation to be romantic?" Boruto started teasing around with Sarada's hair.
"I don't know, but, I never took you for a romantic one." Boruto moved his face forward to lean with his chin on Sarada's shoulders.
"Hm, maybe I was a doofus when it came to my feelings," Boruto replied with his hoarse voice.
"Feelings? What feelings, Boruto?" Sarada could smell the tension apart from blood and dirt her and Boruto's body was covered with.
"Feelings for the future?" Boruto's voice was hoarse.
Sarada knew what her Idiot was trying to say but, she would not pursue that now, there is always a better time for that.
"What about it?... The war is over - we won, Boruto, I will go back to train under Konahamaru-sensei to become Hokage and then we will start building back the village."
"That's it?"
"Well, there is ONE more thing."
"What?"
"There is this guy, whom I really like." Sarada could sense Boruto's body tense up.
"Must be a very lucky guy…" Boruto had no energy left to show any more emotions.
"...Not that lucky though," she sighed, "He is a reckless ass, who just likes to barge into things... and then I have to clear up his mess. He infuriates me all the time, I HATE to mom him around and I hate him so much for that," her breathing got heavy, "But-but he is sweet… has a kind heart and... he would never leave my side when I need him."
Sarada took a long breath, talking faster than she could think, as she continued.
"I think- I think… I-I love him, but I don't know what he thinks about me, after all, he is as dense as anyone could be and… and-and I just... can't see him get hurt because of me. I don't-I can't see him get hurt," Sarada was out of breath as her heartbeat could be heard from afar.
"But, he is an idiot after all, he had to go promising me that he will protect me." A slight grin came upon Sarada's face. She knew this will do the trick, this will make him know about her feelings for him.
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"Boruto?"
"Boruto!?" Sarada asked again while giving a light push Boruto's folded leg. She heard it fall to the ground. Sarada's fears were confirmed when she felt Boruto's chest stopped to move against her back.
"SARADA!"
"Mitsuki?" Sarada said looking from where the voice came.
"No..." Mitsuki's eyes welled up for the first time in his life when he saw his teammate's pale body slumped against Sarada's, eyes closed with dried up trails of tears down his cheeks, showing his ever shining grin, his right hand in shreds.
A/N: First angsty one for me. I hope you like it. Please leave a comment and let me know if you want know what happened next? *evil laugh* See you in the next one. :)