Shikadai Nara was not one to believe in rumors. Rumors were created by people who have nothing to do with their lives. Rumors were created by people who wanted to ruin someone else's life. Most of the time, said rumors turned out to be far from the truth. What a drag.
But Shikadai felt his soul leave his body when his obviously delusional teammate spit out the most absurd rumor he'd ever heard.
"Shikadai! You are not going to believe what I heard a few days ago!" She had said earlier. Shikadai paled when the girl told him about how she stood there and listened to—and he quotes—Sarada get a mouthful.
He knew it wasn't true. It couldn't be, right? Sarada and Boruto were on the same team but that's all they ever were. Teammates.
No, Shikadai couldn't say that. For anyone that knew them well enough, it was common knowledge that Boruto and Sarada were more than just teammates. At first glance, it'd seem like the two loathed one another but past all that was a connection stronger than anything.
Everyone anticipated the day where the dense pair finally came together, but to hear that they'd supposedly done it was more than shocking.
Shikadai figured that the only way he'd know the truth was if he asked one of the two. And being the smart guy he was, Shikadai chose not to seek answers from the deadly Uchiha girl. A drag indeed, Shikadai thought.
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Guilt filled the boy for lying to the dark haired woman about his true intentions with her son. Though, he couldn't exactly tell Hinata the truth. For that would have sent her flying.
Shikadai found himself in front of Boruto's door. Horrifying memories of him walking in on the Blonde wearing a frilly princess dress resurfaced. At this, Shikadai decided that it was in his best interest to knock.
A loud shout from Boruto's room caught his attention.
"No!"
"She'll be more mad if you try to hide it like this. Just tell her what happened." A feminine voice rang. That doesn't sound like Boruto. Interested, Shikadai inched closer to the wooden door.
"Sarada, do you even hear yourself right now? She's going to go nuts!" Shikadai stiffened. That was Sarada in there? What were they talking about? What was she doing here? Did Hinata know she was here? Maybe not. The woman would've said something to him if she knew Boruto already had company.
"You're so stubborn sometimes." Well, Shikadai couldn't argue with that.
"Whatever. Let's just continue." Continue? Were they doing something earlier?
"Put it in, Boruto." Alarms went off in Shikadai's mind. He tried to tell himself that the girl could be talking about anything. But Sarada's word choice wasn't giving his mind much room for reasoning.
"Like this?" Shikadai could hear the grin in the Blonde's voice. It sent chills down his spine.
"In and then out, just like that." Shikadai felt sick. "Keep going, you're doing great."
It was awfully hot, Shikadai noticed. That only made matters worse. This was way too much for him to process.
At first, he thought it was just a rumor. Something his silly teammate had come up with for her own amusement. But oh boy had he been wrong. There was no mistaking that Boruto and Sarada were getting intimate in that room. He was beginning to regret his decision in coming over. He had to leave. He needed to tell Chōchō about this.
"I'm going to go faster!"
That's what sent Shikadai running.
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Earlier
When Boruto appeared outside of her window again, she prepared herself to see another one of his injuries from her father. The boy looked panicked so she got to him as quick as possibly.
The second she opened the window, he began to spew out words that didn't quite reach her ears. His hands were running through his messy hair as he tried to form a sentence that made sense.
"Is everything alright?" She decided to ask.
He shook his head frantically and she wondered what her father did to him this time.
"My mom is gonna kill me!" Oh. So it wasn't her father this time, she thought. How was she supposed to help him then? The girl sighed.
"Just because I helped you once, that doesn't mean I'll always get you out of the situations you put yourself in." Sarada crossed her arms, expecting the boy to leave.
He never did. His eyes bore into hers and she felt like pushing him off the ledge for giving her such a pleading look. Sarada grumbled, rubbing her temples. "What do you need this time?"
He beamed. Thank god!
"First things first—" Boruto put a hand on her shoulder. "—can you knit?"
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The last time Sarada was in his room, she remembered, it was surprisingly neat. This time, however, it looked like a tornado had struck it.
The floor was covered in yarn. Apparently Boruto ruined his mother's favorite red scarf doing who knows what. Sarada didn't see what the big deal was. From what she knew, Boruto's mother was kind and a bit reserved. She would be understanding if he brought it to her attention.
"Can't you just tell her and apologize?"
Boruto looked at her like she had grown a second head. "No!" He said a bit too loudly.
"She'll be more mad if you try to hide it like this. Just tell her what happened." She tried to reason with him before he could waste any more of her time. He dragged her all the way here to knit a scarf? She would hit him.
"Sarada, do you even hear yourself right now? She's going to go nuts!" And it was true, Boruto tried to get her to see. The scarf is so much more than a scarf, according to his father. It was a symbol of their love and how it came to be. Naruto once told his son about how important the scarf was to Hinata. He had simply scoffed and told his dad how cheesy that was.
But then remembered one night where he had lost the scarf in the snow.
He did not sleep well that night.
Sarada sighed. "You're so stubborn sometimes."
"Whatever. Let's just continue." Boruto picked up the two knitting needles. He stared at them as if they would give him answers.
The dark haired girl snatched the needles from him. He was so helpless. She quickly knitted the cast on for Boruto then gave the needles back.
He took hold if the two wooden sticks.
"Put it in, Boruto."
"Like this?" He stuck the needle in one of the yarn loops and showed it to her.
"In and then out." She told him. Boruto pulled the needle through, then sent it through the next yarn loop, doing the same afterwards. "Just like that. Keep going, you're doing great."
Sarada watched as he gained a steady rhythm. Who knew he was such a fast learner? Did she even need to be here anymore?
She swore she saw a twinkle in his eyes when he looked at her and said "I'm going to go faster!"
He was such a weirdo.
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A/N: so this chapter was REALLY boring! next chapter will be a lot more interesting!
also, thank you to those who left reviews and suggestions.
