A/N: FINALLY updated. Lol I am so, so, so, so, so sorry! You guys forgive me? I am glad I was able to update again. And its it practically tomorrow cuz its 7:00 am, yes I wrote this friggin early without any sleep, so imma post it lol BE WARNED. Might be errors. Like OMG I re-read this story and the freaking errors, misspellings, etc were so bad. Unfortunately I don't have a computer an my screen is cracked completely down and I can't go back and re-write this. It would take too much time on a cellphone an I would over look some still. But I will get a computer eventually and re-do this fic. Like for real, I spelled stared, STARRED. I am a crap writer now but dang I was alot word back then XD Didn't know that was possible. Anyway. Sorry for long AN. To the story.

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Chapter 11- Will I Ever Get To Say I'm Sorry?

Boruto sighed. Naruto, sasuke and Sakura's expressions morphed into a grim one. They stared at the back of Kakashi's head after he turned around. His father looked slightly more irritated than the others, though but Boruto also knew how much being a shinobi meant to him. There was no doubt he would be a splendid one at that. Boruto had faith in his old man. Even if it was hard for him to admit. Just because he got thrown into such a bizarre place in time, it didn't take away all the mixed feelings he still had deep within his mind and heart.

Boruto gazed at Naruto, who was slumped, his shoulders drawn down in a lazy manner. Naruto was frowning and looking at the floor with no interest at it. He looked like he wanted to be anywhere but there. Those silly emotions of hate, regret, guilt, sadness, pride, admiration and love. He had them all and they ate at him until there was nothing but confusion.

He didn't hate his dad. Not even a little but there were times he hated how he was. The fact Naruto's interest remained on the village and never on his family, was what he hated the most. It never dawned on his father that maybe his family needed him just as much as the village did. Maybe that's why Boruto despised him so much. Yet, looking back on that day, the last time he saw Naruto, something within him changed. Not only did he keep Sasukes words in his mind but seeing Naruto look back at him and smile with such fondness and pride was something he's never seen before. All the times Naruto looked at him was either with love or discipline, never pride. It was completely new to him.

Before the world exploded around him and he was thrown into a dark abyss of darkness, sasukes words reappeared and in that moment he understood. Maybe not fully, but he could grasp the meaning of those echoed words. It was ironic, for him to be so oblivious before only to realize that a bit too late.

He wasn't sure how to get home or if Naruto was even alive. It was a thought that gave him nightmares. There were so many things he needed to tell him, things he needed to say. He had to make things right. The more he thought about it, the more he wondered if his time was still moving if it had frozen. If he made it back would it be at the same moment he left? Would Naruto be looking back at him again with that same warmth of a smile? Or would he be too late?

He'd rather not dwell on it. It was painful as it was to think about what happened afterwards. He also worried about his sister and mother. It was complete and utter chaos when those ninja attacked. Boruto wasn't sure if they made it out okay, didn't even want to think otherwise.

I really hope everyone is okay...

"Didn't I tell you, you didn't want to know?" Kakashi's knowing question forced his thoughts away and had him looking back at the teacher.

Naruto threw his head up and announced, "That's crazy! We worked really hard to get here! What was that graduation test for anyway!"

Boruto nodded, wondering the same thing. "It doesn't make much sense ya know, sensei."

"That was just to select the candidates who might become genin." Kakashi answered and added, "Or not."

"What?!" Naruto blanched.

I guess that would make sense...Boruto thought.

"That's how it is. Decide whether you pass or fail. Be at the designated training spot at 8a.m and bring your ninja gear." He explained, his arms crossed, demeanor calm and collected.

Ninja gear, huh. I don't really have anything. Boruto scratched his head. Then again, I'm not a part of the group anyway.

"Boruto." Kakashi said his name, getting his attention. "Same goes for you, too."

"Wait, what? But, I ain't apart of this!" Boruto protested, not really looking forward to getting up so earlier or trying to pass a test he didn't need to pass. Not to mention that he had absolutely nothing on him except the clothes he wore.

Kakashi smiled with his eye. "You may be an observer, but like any shinobi, you'll be a part in exams and missions. Just a bit differently."

Boruto blinked, confused.

"Wouldn't that make the teams unfair?" Sasuke was the one to ask, staring at Boruto with a blank expression.

Sakura agreed. "Yeah. It's only considered of a three man squad. Wouldn't it be cheating?"

Kakashi was silent for a moment. "Lord third believes that Boruto should be a part of your team. It won't be unfair because as far as exams go he cannot help you. Say, if there was to be a tournament between teams, he wouldn't be able to participate as a part of your squad but he will still be a part of them by observing them. On a mission, he won't be graded but he can be useful by helping if you're in a pinch."

Naruto frowned. "That makes no sense! Then why is he even here?" He asked with annoyance.

Boruto glared at him. "Oh yeah? We all know I am stronger than you! Not to mention much more fashionable!" He stated, pointing a thumb at his chest and smirking.

Naruto's eye twitched. Standing up, he got right in front of the kid, scowling. His forehead was pushing against Boruto's. Both of them with heated glares and a firm stance. "You wanna test that theory. I'll win, believe it!"

Kakashi was right next to them in an instant. He used his hands to push them apart only to push them back into each other. Hard. Naruto was on the ground, legs crossed, and holding his head while Boruto rubbed his. "Ow." Both said lowly.

"Good. Now. He's here because he could be help. He's an observer. He will watch and be backup if things go wrong. This is only temporary until we can find his parents."

Boruto winced at the mention of his parents. Good luck there considering I am looking at one right now. The baka. Boruto still rubbed his sore head.

"Whatever." Naruto muttered.

"You two are idiots." Sasuke proclaimed. His eyes were shut but the annoyance in his voice was loud and clear.

"Geez. And I thought Naruto was bad enough." Sakura shook her head.

"That's it. You're dismissed. Remember, 8a.m sharp. One more thing." Kakashi made sure all eyes were on him before continuing. "You better skip breakfast or else you'll puke." He stated gaining looks from the group.

Naruto and Sakura stared, dumbfounded, probably wondering just how intense the training was going to be. Sasuke barely flinched but was looking a bit skeptical. Boruto only blinked. Surely the training couldn't be that hard? He highly doubted it would be so difficult they would fail before it even began. Then again, this was kakashi they were talking about. It wouldn't be unlike him to set up a pretty awesome challenge. It had Boruto anxious to find out.

Kakashi waved his goodbye before disappearing, leaving the four of them sitting/standing there pondering about the test tomorrow. None of them moved quite yet.

"He's kidding right? We can't even eat anything? Not even ramen?!" Naruto blurted out, scratching the sides of his head in dismay at the thought of not eating the delicious delicacy of his favorite food.

Boruto scoffed. "That's what you're worried about? Not the fact it might be the hardest test of your life?"

Naruto glared at him. "Why should I? I'm going to pass it!"

Boruto admired his dads enthusiasm. It was one of Naruto's best qualities even if it did make him an idiot sometimes. Having confidence was a good thing but get overly too confident in your abilities can also prove to be fatal. It often resulted in letting your guard down because you're so sure you would be the victor. Naruto definitely had plenty of determination but could he back up those words?

Boruto smiled. Of course he can. I've seen it. Plus, my dad is the hokage!

"You'll be lucky if you even show up on time." Sakura commented, getting a sad look from Naruto and a 'pfft' sound from Boruto.

Sasuke didn't say anything. Standing up, he threw his hands in his pockets and walked past the three of them. Sasuke held his head down and acted like no one else was there.

That guy. Gah! Why is he so different than the one I know? Boruto wondered.

"Oh Sasuke! Wait for me!" Sakura called out to him, her eyes morphing into big pink hearts as he ran to catch up to her crush.

Boruto stared after her. "Seriously? She's got problems." He crossed his arms.

Naruto was pouting. "Stupid Sasuke."

He looked at his father. Naruto had a deep frown and creased forehead. Boruto could see that it irritated him how Sakura mindlessly chased after Sasuke. He remembered Hinata telling him about how Naruto was in love with Sakura for the longest time but his feelings never got noticed. At least not for a long time and even then Sakura only loved Sasuke. Of course Boruto was glad considering Hinata was his mother and he could never see Naruto with Sakura but, he hated how his father must have felt unwanted, too.

Glancing down, he was at a lost to what to say but...

He knew exactly how to get Naruto's mind of the pink haired girl.

"Hey. Stupid." Boruto poked Naruto's shoulder.

"Don't call me that!" Naruto roared, turning towards Boruto with blazing eyes.

Boruto grinned deviously. "Oh yeah? How about you make me?" He raised a challenge, pulling down his eye lid and sticking out his tongue.

He saw the veins pop out of Naruto's forehead. "That does it! I don't care if you did stick up for me, you're gonna get it!"

Boruto laughed, dodging a punch aimed directly at his face and ran in the direction Sasuke and Sakura went through. He dashed past pillars and down the stairs. Luckily no one was there to risk being knocked down in the blondes haste to get away from his father. Sasuke and Sakura was already long gone.

Boruto looked back to see Naruto right behind him, a look of rage on his face. "Come on! Gotta be faster than that!" He shouted back.

Naruto ran faster.

Boruto somehow managed to lose him after a good fifteen minutes. Naruto stayed on his tail all that time and wasn't being easily shook. The only way to lose his old man was by fading into one of the small ally ways and slinking around like a snake in camouflage. Naruto eventually lost sight of him and went off into a whole different direction, leaving Boruto snickering with triumph. He had to admit, Naruto was fast.

Probably because of the countless times he had to run from the shinobi after doing mischief.

Boruto poked his head out from the darkness and looked around. Naruto was no where in sight. With a satisfied grin, he stepped our of the shadows. It wasn't dark out, but the sun light didn't always hit every corner. Though, it wasn't sunny either. He was able to blend into the many trashcans and dumpsters to keep himself hidden regardless. One of the rules about being a ninja, being invasive. One should know how to 'disappear' using surroundings.

That was the one thing he was good at.

Boruto walked through the street. Many delightful smells hit his nose making his stomach rumble in hunger. All Naruto had in his cabinets were ramen and he really didn't want to eat another cup of it.

Maybe I should see where a good place to eat is. This may be leaf village, and it hasn't changed dramatically, but it still changed to the point there were different shops and locations. The only thing that really hadn't changed was the ramen shop. It's name was different in the future and it was remodeled but it has the same values and food it always did. It was one of the things he noticed when eating there the first time.

Boruto really doubted he could eat more ramen. It leaves a nasty taste in his mouth after eating so much of it. Once or twice a week is enough for him or anyone for that matter. Anyone except Naruto which he'll never understand the guys fascination with noodles.

He walked around a little more and spotted a shop a little different than the rest. It was rice balls. The sweet smell had him sniffing the air like a pup and savoring it's aroma. Licking his lips, Boruto dashed over to the small stand and sat down. He couldn't wait to have something other than Ramen. He could practically taste the soft rice balls already, his mouth watering in anticipation.

"Finally! Something to eat besides those stupid cups of Ramen." He grinned widely.

"What will you have sport?" The cook asked, wiping out a medium white bowl.

"Two rice balls please! Come on, i'm starving!" He answered cheerfully.

The cook laughed at the impatient kid. He set the bowl down and went to the many rice balls that were neatly wrapped in plastic to hold in texture. There were some still being cooked but wasn't completely done yet. "Hope these are okay. They are still fresh so no worries."

Boruto nodded. "It's okay. Anything's better than noodles." He replied cheekily.

"I'd say. Gotta have something a bit different sometimes." The cook unwrapped two rice balls and placed them in the bowl before sitting it in front of Boruto. "Enjoy them."

Boruto licked his lips again, the scent making his stomach growl. He picked one up and took a big bite. The taste filled his mouth, hitting his taste buds. It was sweet, no doubt enhanced with a small portion of sugar to make it even more tasty. It was soft and easy to swallow. Much better. "This is great!" He exclaimed, eating the rest of the first rice ball.

"Thank you. Alot of folks love them. They sell more than anything else. Well maybe not as much as ramen." The cook winked.

Boruto shivered at the name. "I get enough of Ramen." He muttered, glad that he didn't have to eat it for the fifth night in a row.

The cook eyed him and smiled. "It's not so bad. Some people can live on the stuff."

Boruto smirked. "Yeah. My dad loves 'em. Luckily, I didn't inherit that habit."

"Is that really a bad thing?" The cook asked, interested in the blondes answer.

Boruto was just about to start on the second ball of rice but stopped when he heard the soft question. It caught him off guard. He never really thought about if having his parents love for certain things is good or bad. When he thought about it, it really was a difficult answer. At least, for right now. As for liking his fathers favorite food, he definitely knew the answer for that one.

"Well, it's no bad but, I just ain't fascinated with Ramen. I don't hate it but I don't love it either." He answered truthfully.

He didn't hate it. He didn't love it. He did, however, like it.

"Okay. At least that's one thing you have in common." The cook pointed out.

Boruto smiled, showing his perfectly white teeth. "Guess so." He bit down on the rice ball and devoured it much faster than the first.

The cook grinned in fondness as he watched the kid eat the rice ball in two bites. Even though he ate it pretty quick, he could see that the blonde was savoring it's sweet flavor. It made him happy to know that his rice balls were not only delicious but could make someone smile just by eating it. "What's your name?"

Boruto was rubbing his stomach. "Boruto." He replied, leaning back and letting out a satisfied breath.

"Well, Boruto, since you loved them so much, I won't charge you for them." The cook decided, unaware that Boruto was completely broke.

Boruto tensed. He hadn't thought about money or if he would be able to pay for it, too lost in his search for a decent meal. He was completely spent. He had spent his allowance that month already on some really cool comics. It didn't dawn on him that he would need money. It should have been his first thought.

Sitting up, he met the cooks eyes. "Thank you. You wouldn't know anyway to make money would you? Like a job?" Boruto asked, hoping he could do something to make him a little less broke.

The cook rubbed his chin in thought. "Well, depending on your age, you could apply at one of the shops. Or if your genin, you could do small missions to earn pay that way."

Boruto doubted he could work in a shop. He was only twelve and he wasn't sure how the whole 'mission' thing worked. Even if it was obvious in his time, this was a completely different place. Not to mention that test Kakashi has planned for them. Shaking his head, he said in frustration, "This is so irritating!" The only option was to wait until he cleared the test and was able to do a mission.

For right now, that's all he could do.

"I'm sorry. It'll work out."

"Yeah. Maybe. Anyway, thanks for the rice balls old man." Boruto said his thanks and stood up.

"Don't mention it. Come back again." The cook waved him off.

Boruto waved back. "You bet!" If I can get money that is.

It was getting pretty late and he wondered if Naruto gave up trying to find him. Of course, Boruto did out smart him. The thought of him beating his old man at something made him snicker. It wasn't even that hard either.

Borutos steps were small and slow. He wasn't exactly in a hurry and the sun started to set behind the large mountains. It casted out a beautiful red and orange glow that shielded most the village in a colorful cloth. The wind was giving a small breeze that swept back his unruly hair and he closed his eyes. The airs soft touch against his skin somewhat relaxed him. Maybe it was because he enjoyed days like that. When the sun was settling and it gave such a beautiful image. Everything seemed so peaceful then. It wasn't like the times back home. Sure, there were sunsets and warm days, but thanks to the multiple building it was hard to watch.

Now, as he opened his eyes and peered at the blue sky, he could see it perfectly for the first time. It was breath taking. A sight that truly enveloped him in awe. The village was much smaller and didn't compare to the leaf village he knew. If he had to pick between the two, he would definitely prefer the one in this time.

"Found you!" A loud voice rang out above him and Boruto looked up to see a very annoyed Naruto coming at him with a drawn back fist.

Crap. Boruto jumped in time to miss Naruto's punch. "Missed." Boruto smirked. He was wondering where his father was.

Naruto glared at him but instead of coming at him like he expected, Naruto just sighed and scratched his head. "It's getting late. We have to get up at eight." He reminded Boruto.

Boruto narrowed his eyes. Dad never backs down from a fight. Something must be up.

Boruto frowned. "Yeah. So, what do you think the test is about?" He inquired.

Naruto raised a brow. "How should I know but whatever it is I am going to pass with flying colors!" He proclaimed proudly and sure.

Tilting his head, Boruto rolled his eyes. "If ya say so." He mumbled. Naruto didn't hear him. "Let's get back."

Naruto agreed. "Yeah.

They walked back to Naruto's apartment in no time at all. By the time they reached the building, the sun had already vanished and the sky was dark. Save for the multiple stars that brightly hung above the world next to a beautiful full moon. Boruto stared at it a moment longer before following Naruto into the door. He noticed that he never locked the door. Boruto wondered if it was because the village was safe and secure that he wouldn't need to.

Naruto made his way through the kitchen and into the room they shared. He flopped down on the bed. Throwing his arms under the pillows, he yawned tiredly. Boruto pinched the bridges of his nose. He was tired, too and stressed. For the simple fact he didn't know what to expect from tomorrows 'trial'.

He wasn't all that great of a ninja and could only make two clones. The only thing that made him any good was the tool around his wrist. He stared at the metal object in both sadness and disgust. He wasn't a true shinobi. A real shinobi, wouldn't use such a device to cheat their way through a match and win with their own strength. He could still see his fathers face. The disappointment, the sorrow and the shock. It was all towards him because of the tool wrapped around his wrist. Naruto took the head and from his head and disqualified him.

Boruto didn't spite him for it. He deserved itt but it still hurt and caused him to blurt out exactly what he felt.

He wanted his fathers approval. He wanted to see that look of pride aimed towards him. How he thought he would get it by cheating was beyond him. Then, as the beautiful orange light wrapped around them and time seemed to freeze as Naruto turned towards him, he saw that look or pride. His fathers eyes held so many emotions that Boruto couldn't comprehend them all but he knew they were there. Time sped up, the light was replaced with the darkness and that was the last thing he saw.

His father smiling at him.

"Hey. You alright?" Naruto asked, seeing the tears running down Boruto's face.

"Huh?" Something wet and warm ran down his cheeks and Boruto lifted up a hand to touch his face. He was crying?

That's right. All the feelings he had been feeling up to that point just poured out of him. How was he ever going to fix this mess? How was he ever going to get home? Was his family alright? What did those guys want with Naruto? Too many questions filled his fragile mind. The thoughts he couldn't say out loud and the words he said before he was thrown into the past, he was drowning in both guilt and confusion. Guilt because he had relied on a mere tool to pass the exam and the words he told his father afterwards. Confusion because he didn't know if it was the right thing to do or if it was incredibly wrong. He hated this. He hated it so much.

"Boruto?" Naruto sounded concerned.

"Yeah. Sorry. I'm okay. That wound I got from that battle with Mizuki. I hit it earlier." Boruto lied easily and proceeded in fixing his bed on the floor.

It wasn't a complete lie. He hadn't hit it, but it still hurt occasionally. He was just glad Iruka tended to it.

Naruto didn't look convinced but let it go. He knew it would take time to heal. Iruka did a good job cleaning it and wrapping it up after Boruto refused to go to the hospital afterwards. The kid was stubbornly denying medical treatment and Naruto had to wonder if he had a few screws loose. Still, it wasn't his problem even if he did feel guilty about it. It was his fault Boruto got hurt. He didn't know why, but, he felt like he should protect him. It was a strange feeling in the pit of his stomach that he couldn't quite place.

Still, he chose to let it go and ignore it.

Naruto stretched and allowed himself to relax, already falling into a deep sleep a minute later.

Boruto was about to ask Naruto what was bothering him but found his father was already drifting off, sighing when he realized he was already fast asleep. Guess ill have to ask him tomorrow.

Digging out his journal, he turned to a clean, untouched page and started to write.

I can't help but wonder why the villagers seem to hate dad. It's so weird being here. It's nothing like home. If anything, dad is looked up to by everyone in the village. To them, he is their hero. I can't describe the anger I felt hearing them patronize him or spit such cruel words out about him. We may not always see eye to eye but my dad is the strongest- aside from Sasuke, don't really know who would be stronger there- person I know. He's admired by many and is Hokage.

So why is it here that he is hated...? Could it be what that guy Mizuki said? About the nine tails fox? Could that be why the villagers despise him? Maybe that's what's bothering him. I really hate that guy. Fooling dad like that and I can't believe dad didn't see through it. I know. It was because he wants to graduate. He wants to show people that he, too, can be a ninja.

Boruto gazed at the sleeping form of his father, his aqua eyes saddened by the truth. His father must have suffered alot in the beginning. Turning his attention back to the journal he kept writing.

I believe in you dad. I always have. I know that what I said about hating you is a complete lie. I was angry because you couldn't spend time with me, mom or sis. I guess I knew it would hurt you. I don't know if ill ever get to say I'm sorry. I hope I see you guys again. Someday.

I did manage to pass and become a real shinobi. Though, I don't have a headband right now. It still makes me happy to know I didn't need some lame tool to make it as one. And even if it was unplanned, it was still one of the happiest moments of my life. I wish you could have seen it dad. Well, I guess you kind of did. The little you. So I guess its the same.

Tomorrow starts my first test. I don't know what an observer is even though Kakashi sensei explained it. Except that I will be with dad and Sakura and Sasuke. They are so different from the people I know. Sasukes alot colder, Sakura is more dense and dad. Well, you're just an idiot but I am glad I am with you guys.

Boruto closed his journal and put it back under his pillow. He needed to find a better hiding spot for it though. It would be a pain if Naruto found it. Yeah, how would I explain that one. He would just have to make sure that doesn't happen.

Laying back, he let his eyes shut and soon joined Naruto in a comfortable sleep. His mind, finally away from those pestering thoughts and on what tomorrow might hold.