Title: Silent Treatment

Prompt: "Why can't you appreciate my sense of humor?"

Genre: Humor / Romance

Rating: K

Beta read by Bingbin.

A/N: Takes place during my Functions and Feelings story, when Boruto and Sarada are in Sunagakure for the Five Kage Summit. I highly suggest you read this one-shot before you read chapter 7 of Functions and Feelings! It will be up this weekend.

"It's not funny!" She fumed as she walked ahead.

"It so is," Boruto retorted. He laced his fingers behind his head, a triumphant grin on his face.

She snapped her head back. Boruto swore he could see smoke coming out of her ears. "Damn, Sarada. Are you on fire?"

She pressed her lips into a fine and tight line. Stay calm.

"Because you're smokin'!" He winked.

Something inside Sarada cracked. She clenched her fists so tight, her knuckles were turning white. It was taking everything in her to control herself not to punch him all the way back to Konoha.

She whirled around. "It's inappropriate—spewing out pickup lines to me in front of the other delegates." She lifted her hand to adjust her glasses; the light glared, obstructing Boruto's view of her eyes. Her voice was low. "What were you thinking?"

The danger in her voice sent a chill down his spine. "Tch. You're the only one who's taking this seriously! Besides, those guys you were hanging out with were so boring."

"That's not for you to judge," she deadpanned.

He threw his arm over her shoulders. "Oh come on!" He smiled slyly. "You know I'm right. Besides, you know that's just how I am. And I know you appreciate my sense of humor."

"Well, aren't you a know-it-all?" She stubbornly looked away.

Sarada understood, and knew he meant no harm. However, she was still embarrassed that Boruto would do that in front of the other delegates. She wanted to give him a piece of her mind. Once an idea of how she can get her revenge hit her, she smirked.

She refused to speak a word to Boruto.

The first three hours were fine. He found it childish of her, but knew she was doing this on purpose just to spite him. He tried to remain as unaffected as possible, even trying to give her the silent treatment, too.

When the fifth hour hit, it was getting annoying and inconvenient. She wouldn't answer him even if he was asking about her summit schedule.

He was losing his mind come dinner time. She spoke to her parents, Shikamaru and Naruto but wouldn't answer or react to anything Boruto was saying. They were all sitting at the same dinner table, and it made everything awkward as fuck but the adults didn't comment on it, deciding this was for the best in order not to aggravate the situation.

It was nearing midnight, and Boruto was rolling around his bed. If this continued to the next day, he was afraid he might do something he would regret. Boruto was losing sleep and he knew Sarada was, too.

Frustrated, he threw his sheets off of him and sent them flying to the floor. He quickly dressed himself and dashed to her hotel.

To his surprise, he found Sarada standing on her balcony, looking out into Sunagakure's cityscape. He landed quietly behind her and stuffed his hands in his pockets. A light pink was staining his cheeks. Was he really going to do this? Apologize for being funny? He as sure as hell would never do such a thing. But this was Sarada and his relationship with her was far more important than his list-of-things-he-never-wanted-to-do.

Swallowing the lump that formed in his throat, along with his pride, he started, "Sarada, I—I'm sorry. I didn't mean to embarrass you like that. I just—"

She spun around to face him. Her smile caught him off guard. Her dark eyes were glinting with mirth. "Funny, isn't it?"

Boruto was dumbfounded, but relief washed over him that she finally spoke to him. "Wh-what is?"

"Funny that I don't need to say a word to get you to apologize to me," she grinned.

His widened and he was suddenly filled with so much indignation that he balled his fists and stomped on the ground like a toddler about to throw a fit. "It's not funny! You really had me worried there!"

She laughed and it flowed like music to Boruto's ears. "Why can't you appreciate my sense of humor?" she asked teasingly.

Boruto deflated and ran his hand over his face. Well, at least she already forgave him.

A/N: Hope to see your reactions in the reviews for this one-shot, as well your reactions to Functions and Feelings! ^^

Have a great weekend!

~Kairi