A/N: This is a filler chapter, written for BoruSaraWeek2020 D5: Teasing & Bed

The next update (tomorrow) will also be a filler chapter, also written for BoruSara Week. The canon chapters will resume on Sarada's birthday.

We don't own Naruto/Boruto.


It had only been a few weeks, but Sarada couldn't imagine living without Boruto anymore. They would switch between his house and her apartment every few days but it was always the same. She would go to sleep tucked in his arms and wake up the same way. It made her sleep a lot better, feel a lot safer, and no longer alone.

Gone were the days of her sleeping on one side and observing an empty space on her bed, as whenever she would crack an eye open, his sleeping face or his blue eyes would always be looking right back at her.

She had gotten so used to his presence, that the thought of him going with his father on a business trip for two days made her cross her arms and pout.

Sarada sat on the couch and stubbornly refused any of his comforting words to call and text her whenever he could. "But you won't be here," she pressed. "My apartment will feel so empty."

"Come on, Princess. I'll be back before you know it. You'll barely miss me." Boruto tried his best to soothe her, sitting next to her with open arms even if she was ignoring the gesture.

Sarada stuck her nose up in the air, still refusing to accept that he would be gone without her. It was silly and a little selfish of her. But she would miss him, for sure. Not like she would ever admit that out loud. "You'll be leaving me here. All alone!" She whined.

Boruto chuckled at her poutiness, reaching over to poke her nose playfully. "Well if you start feeling that lonely, put on a horror movie and you won't feel so lonely anymore."

All the hairs on Sarada's body stood on end and she choked on a gasp. How dare he suggest such a thing! Boruto was already leaving and he has the audacity to tease her still. She swiftly turned her gaze to him, eyebrows furrowed together and a scowl on her face.

"I hate you!" She screeched and picked up a pillow to hit him repeatedly with it. "You know I hate horror!" And now, even if she hadn't watched any horror film, the familiar feeling of being watched and followed surrounded her.

"Gah, relax! I was only kidding." Boruto laughed, snatching the pillow away from her and wrapping her in his arms. He pulled her into his lap and kissed her cheek swiftly. "You'll be just fine. We can call as much as you want."

She squirmed in his arms, that stubborn pout still on her face. Although he was being sweet and Sarada knew he meant it, she still didn't like the idea of being all alone. Now the thought of a paranormal being lingering around to keep her from feeling truly alone hung in her head and she closed her eyes, shaking her head. "It's still not the same!"

"Of course it's not. I know that. I'm not happy either, ya know? I knew you would be as upset as me but it doesn't change the fact that I can't get out of this." He sighed and stroked her cheek tenderly, trying his best to reassure her. "It's only for two days."

Sarada hid her face on his chest. Two days. Surely she could go on two days without Boruto. It would be a piece of cake. But the thought of ghosts hanging around… She fought her way out of his arms and stormed into the bedroom, more upset that he planted that idea in her head more than the fact that he had to leave for business with his father. "Don't come into the bedroom!" She huffed and slammed the door. Quickly padding over to the bed and turning on the lampshade, Sarada hid under the covers and closed her eyes, trying to will the images and the feeling of being watched out of her imagination.

It was only a few seconds later that she heard the door open slightly. "Saradaaaaa, don't be mad!"

"I said don't come in!" She exclaimed from under the thick covers.

"Fine! Just waste our time then," Boruto scoffed and closed the door, leaving her be.

Sarada felt her face flood with heat and tears prick at her eyes. She was being silly, and Boruto was right. The only thing she was doing was wasting the little time they had together until before his trip, and it was all because she was being so stubborn. She sniffled and buried her face on his pillow, inhaling his scent and letting it calm her down. Before she knew it, she drifted off to sleep.

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It was dark, and she woke with a fright, feeling cold and all alone—but not quite alone. Her hand groped around and found that Boruto's side was cold and empty. It took her a while to recall that she did tell him not to enter the bedroom, but the fact that he listened only upset her more. She peeked out of the covers and thought she saw a shadow by the door. "B-Boruto?" She hid back under the covers and felt herself shake when she didn't hear him respond.

Pulling the covers around her body, she faced the other way and put her glasses on before slowly getting up, keeping her eyes on the floor. If she ever saw anything in this dark room that was anywhere near something from one of Boruto's stupid horror movies, she was never ever going to forgive him.

Quickly pulling the door open and tiptoeing quickly into the living room, she found the lampshade on the corner on, and saw Boruto's sleeping form, curled up on the couch. She still had the sensation of being watched, but knowing Boruto was an arm's reach away was enough for her to brave walking across the hall and into the living room. She put a hand on his arm and shook him lightly. "Boruto."

His head turned and eyes closed a little tighter as he stirred. "Eh? Sarada?" His blue eyes opened the tiniest bit so he could see what was happening, but when his vision cleared enough to make out the fearful look on her face, they opened wide and he sat up. "What's wrong?"

Sarada sat down on the couch and made him scoot over to give her room. "I thought I saw something," she turned to face him and wrapped her arms around his neck, hiding her face on his chest. "You weren't in bed with me."

"Aw, Princess. You didn't see anything, don't worry… Come on, I'll go to bed with you." He rubbed her back, giving her time to move when she was ready.

She held on a little tighter and shook her head. "Here is fine," she whispered, just relieved to have him close to her again.

Boruto clicked his tongue but smiled softly. "Don't be silly, you won't sleep well on the couch with me. The bed will be much nicer."

Sarada shook her head again, not wanting to go back, trying to erase the memory of a shadow lingering by the door. "I don't want to," she mumbled.

"You don't want to cuddle in bed with me?" Boruto put on a sulky expression and rubbed his cheek on hers, trying to coax her into moving.

"I'm already doing that now!" she huffed and closed her eyes tightly.

"In bed," Boruto repeated. "Come on, let's go. Don't make me carry you."

"Noooo!" she meant to sound firm and defiant but it came out like bratty child whining. Sarada did not want to go back there and if he really wanted to get to bed, "You have to carry me if you want me to get up from this couch."

"So difficult." He mused, but didn't waste any time lifting her into his arms as he stood. "Coming to me all clingy in the middle of the night after you kicked me out. What if I had gone home?"

Her dark eyes flashed at him with a mixture of confusion, hurt, and anger. "You would leave me for real?" Sarada wanted to sound angry but it came out a choked sob.

"Princess… no… never." Boruto promised her with an apologetic smile. "You see I didn't go anywhere, right?"

She shook her head and pressed her cheek on his shoulder. "I don't want you to go." At this point, she wasn't even sure if she was speaking about the business trip, him leaving her for the night, or leaving her at all.

"I won't. Don't worry about it, I'll figure something out." He mumbled as he walked them into the bedroom and carried her to the bed. Once they were lying down, he tucked his arm around her and held her tight. "I can't get out of the trip… but what if you come with me?"

Come on the trip? Sarada lifted her head to peek up at him. "Is that allowed? I don't know if the company will fund me to go with you… or if you two even need me in your meeting."

"Just leave it to me. Don't you worry about a thing." He smiled warmly at her and leaned his face closer to rub their noses together. "I always need you. I'll convince dad, no problem."

Sarada nodded and nuzzled closer to Boruto, already feeling so much better. "Okay," she breathed. "I just don't want to intrude."

"You will be a big help. I always want my best girl by my side. Work or not…" He whispered before pressing a gentle kiss to her lips. "I'll have it all taken care of in the morning before you even wake up."

Hearing him reassure her with confidence made her breathe easier and her heart feel lighter. Sarada cuddled up to him, removed her glasses and put it away before closing her eyes again. "Okay. Good night, Boruto."

"Good night, Princess." He replied quietly, fingers sliding through her silky hair to help lull her to sleep.

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The next morning, Sarada felt a gentle hand on her back, stroking up and down in long, slow motions. Then she registered the familiar scent of coffee—and then a voice that she had grown so used to.

"Wake up, Princess. It's getting late and I have news."

Still, with her eyes closed, Sarada moaned and shifted her position. "Sleepy…" she mumbled.

"I know, Sarada. But listen, you're coming with me and we will be leaving in a couple of hours." Boruto told her, holding her coffee at the ready. "You'll have to shower and all, I'd pack for you but I'd more than likely pack the wrong stuff…"

Her big dark eyes blinked open at the smell of coffee, still not fully internalizing what Boruto said. "What?" She rubbed at her eye, sighing quietly. "I'm going?"

"Yes, you're going… as my assistant. So, you will be working. Sorry about that, but it was the best way to make it happen." He smiled at her and offered the coffee.

Assistant. Although it made her frown for a moment, Sarada smiled sleepily and sat up. "As long as you still treat me like a princess and get to stay with you, that's fine."

"Well, you are my princess so I will always treat you as such." Boruto winked at her. Once she accepted her coffee, he stood straight and she noticed he was already showered and dressed for the day. "Maybe I can even spoil you a bit when we're free from meetings."

Taking a sip of coffee, Sarada quirked a brow up. "What do you mean?" She inched to the edge of the bed, dangling her legs over the edge. "Isn't your schedule full until dinner?"

"It is." He nodded, confirming her words. "But for dinner and after, I'm all yours."

Before and after dinner, like their usual daily routine. Sarada stood up, went on her tiptoes, and planted a soft kiss on his lips. He tasted like coffee, mixed with his own unique taste. When she pulled away, she sighed and leaned on his chest. "That sounds perfect."

Maybe in the future, he would be all hers, regardless of the time.

Not like she wanted that, or anything, though.


A/N: Princess always gets what she wants. Teehee.

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