Title: Clarity

Prompt: Written for BoruSara FFWeek - Eyes

Rating: T

Genre: Romance / Humor

I sit on the chair, willing my heart to stop racing. It's a good thing he's only an ophthalmologist. If he were a general doctor and had to listen to my heartbeat, I would be done for. I watch him search for his flashlight on the counter, once he finally found it, he clicks it on and rolls his stool back to me. Our knees brush, but that's the least of my problems right now.

"Alright, Sarada. Just gonna flash this on your eyes for me to check something, okay?"

"Yeah, sure," I reply, as casually as I can.

Boruto's left hand holds on to my cheek. His hand is warm, and his hold is gentle. His index finger and thumb help to open my eye a bit more and he flashes the light. It hurts, and I'm temporarily blinded. I'm somewhat thankful that without my glasses my vision is blurry, it's distracting being able to see his face so close to mine. He does my right eye next and then returns to the counter to write something down.

I can't see his face clearly, but I know there's a small smile on his face. He's humming, too. Boruto was always a ball of sunshine, but he seemed extra happy today for some reason. I rub my eyes with my fingers and blink away until they normalize. Heat creeps up to my face as I feel his warm hands hold on to mine, and then cool plastic is deposited in them.

"Here are your glasses. We're done with your check-up."

"Thank you," I mutter and withdraw my hands away from his. He lingers in front of me a little longer. I place my glasses on and then, I can finally see him clearly.

I cannot help but stare. He's grown so much since the last time I saw him, and he's definitely not the annoying boy I went to middle school with, either. He's nearly a head taller than me now, his shoulders are broader and his chin and jaw are so well defined. Boruto grins at me, and I cannot help but stare at his blue eyes. I always did find them beautiful. All those years playing video games probably got to him, as he now wears glasses too.

"Can you see me now?"

I nod. "Yeah, I can. Did my grade get higher?"

He shrugs one shoulder up. "Maybe."

"That's not an answer a medical professional should give," I scowl.

He laughs. "Still such a stiff! They did. Four hundred," he points at his right eye, "Four-fifty," he points to the left. "You need a new pair."

That was for sure. My current glasses are nearly a hundred below each. No wonder my eyes were straining far more than usual. "Alright. When can I get them?"

Boruto stands up, and I do the same. He places his hands in the pockets of his white coat and leads the way out of his office. "Let's help you pick a frame first. We can have it done within the week."

I hum and nod my head, even if he can't see me. A week didn't sound so bad.

It was unusual for the doctor to personally help you choose your frames, and then fill out all the forms needed. That's what his assistants were for. Then again, if you've known each other for years, some special treatment was expected.

He teases me a bit as I try on frame after frame. He takes a photo with his phone after I try out each one so I can put on my glasses and take a look.

"Oh come on, smile, will ya? You look so much prettier when you smile, ya know?" he teases.

"You think I'm pretty?" I perk a brow up at him and grin for the photo. I may not see his facial features clearly, but I do catch the color on his cheeks. I hear the camera click and I remove the frames. I put on my glasses and lean in close enough to smell his cologne. I release a shaky breath. Even after all these years, he still has this effect on me.

"Those look really cute. They're red, too. Like the ones you used to wear when we were younger." He's grinning at me again, and I could have sworn that I felt my treacherous heart skip a beat. I've had a crush on Boruto since I was twelve. Ten years later, apparently nothing has changed.

"You're right," I force myself to speak. "I think I'll take those."

Boruto smirked. "Now we can go matchy."

"What?"

He adjusted his glasses and smiled. "They're the same frames, except mine are black."

I blush. I didn't even realize. "Oh…"

"Is this the part where we get married?" He grinned.

I scoff and push his shoulder lightly. "You haven't changed, you know? Still always teasing me."

He laughs. "I can't help it. You're just so cute when I do."

He's called me cute so many times today. My heart cannot take it. "Yeah, yeah." I wave him off.

"And even until now, you still can't see me…" he mutters, too soft to hear.

"What?"

"Ah, nothing!" he walks towards the counter and writes down the specs of my glasses on a note before handing it to the cashier.

"How much?" I ask as I pull my wallet out.

"Don't worry about it, Sarada. I got it."

I blink and puff my cheeks at him. Getting glasses made for my grade is expensive. "This isn't a dinner that you can just pay for, Boruto."

"Oh? Then why not go out to dinner with me next week when you pick them up and we can call it even?"

That sly smile on his face sends my heart fluttering. I open my mouth to say something, but no words come out. I close it and try again but still nothing.

He pinches my cheeks and hands me his card. "Call me if you need anything else, okay?"

Before I can say anything more, his assistant calls him to inform that a patient is waiting. He waves at me and smiles before disappearing from my view.

I look at the card and read his name and position.

It's been more than ten years, and my feelings for him haven't changed. I always thought he never reciprocated—that he never saw me.

Boruto was always so supportive of all of my endeavors. Be it my study time, or my dreams of becoming a lawyer. He was always there whenever I needed a friend. Ready to defend me against anyone or anything—be it annoying boys who wanted to go out with me, or loaning me his jacket to protect me against the bitter cold.

All our memories together flooded through my mind. There were so many instances wherein people thought we were together, and would often ask how long we've been together. Now that I think about it, why did we never get together?

What Boruto said earlier finally hit me.

"Can you see me now?"

I gasp and hold his card to my heart. Perhaps I was the one who couldn't see him all this time. Although now, maybe things could change.

Maybe now, things would be clearer between us.

A/N: I wrote this for BoruSara Week 2018.

I miss writing fluff, hopefully, I can find some time to write up some new one and work on Functions and Feelings again.

Do leave me a review to let me know what you think of this fic! :)

Have a great week ahead.