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Finally, the move-in day arrived and with it, a whole lot of activity. Itachi and Shisui have taken it upon themselves to rent a moving truck and had most of the furniture in it while Boruto has his car loaded with nothing but clothes. His dad had rented another truck, where they'd been keeping the remaining furniture and things. There was a lot to do, the day would be busy, but tonight, they would stay in their new home for the first time.

It hadn't come as a surprise when he found out Hinata and Sakura met on another day and went shopping together alone to buy many different decorations and other things they hadn't thought about when they were furniture shopping. This time, they won, but only because he didn't have time to argue with them about who was going to pay when all the men were ready to move stuff and he was one of them.

Sasuke and Naruto met for the first time and for some reason, Boruto was really anxious about it. His dad had a thing for embarrassing him or saying the most idiotic things. He wouldn't be surprised if he was right back at square one with Sasuke by the end of the day. Boruto tried to keep his distance at first, though his eyes kept wandering to the pair. He couldn't hear them, so he went a little closer, trying to keep enough distance so that he didn't seem suspicious. If Naruto was saying something ridiculous, he'd have to do whatever he had to, to save his own ass.

"Should have been there to see them every day. Boruto always treats Sarada like a queen." Naruto stated proudly. "I knew they were going to be together from the beginning. I mean, who couldn't have noticed?"

Boruto was relieved that his dad wasn't saying anything bad about him, but he was still embarrassed and what did he mean by together?

Sasuke put the box down that he was carrying and regarded the man, a brow quipped up. "You apparently haven't been around. They're not together."

"The hell," Naruto scoffed, glaring mildly at the other man. "Are you blind? What kind of assumption is that? You do realize what we're doing right now…"

Oh. Boruto wasn't sure if he should intervene, but he couldn't. He didn't have the right words, he didn't want to piss off Sasuke, or Naruto either, so he just pretended to move boxes around while he listened.

Sasuke moved another box with ease and responded, "it's a fact, not an assumption. I don't recall Sarada telling me he even asked." His tone was neutral, though the smirk on his lips was enough to let Naruto know that he was implying something bad about his son.

"Didn't ask?!" Naruto snorted. "He bought them a house and she's pregnant with his baby. What more needs to be said?"

"The honorable thing, if he ever wants the child to carry his name." Sasuke picked up another box and started moving further away, irritated with the blond.

Sarada came down the stairs and walked up to Boruto, watching him kick around the same box she saw him carry down from the car. "What are you doing?"

Boruto blanched at being caught snooping close to their dads to eavesdrop. "Ah, umm… I was just… moving this out of the way." He quickly lifted the box again and moved it for the nth time.

Her hands moved to her hips, shifting her weight to one side, making her baby bump appear slightly bigger. "Can you help me with the bedroom instead? I think Papa can handle the living room."

"I don't know… I may be needed here." He told her uncertainly. Things could get uglier than they already were. And those two were still going at it in hushed tones. He heard his dad growling about "honorable" things.

She looked around, both of their dads were moving boxes around at a quick pace, compared to Boruto's glacial one and these guys were older. She pouted at him then crossed her arms across her chest. "Fine." Sarada walked outside, calling for her uncle's help instead.

The two of them came in, carrying the bed frame. Carefully moving around the other boxes and furniture as they followed Sarada up the stairs.

Boruto shifted a little closer to hear the subdued argument ongoing between Sasuke and Naruto.

"You're crazy as hell thinking that. They've been together for over six months now. Maybe they were a little slow in the beginning, but shit… so was I. You probably weren't any better. Mr. perfect."

Oh god.

Sasuke dropped the box he was holding, making Boruto flinch. Thank god it wasn't marked as anything breakable but the loud thud did sound scary. "I confessed to my wife when I was thirteen."

"Oh, did you?" Naruto laughed through his nose. "Tell me about it then. How did you confess?" He crossed his arms, waiting.

His lips pressed into a fine line. "That is none of your business. My point is, I made my intentions clear from the beginning."

"So, at thirteen, you told Sakura you loved her and were going to marry her one day?" Naruto pressed, not believing it for a second.

Neither did Boruto.

"To marry her, at sixteen," he clarified.

"That's what you said?" Naruto asked. "Be honest. It's just us here… I won't tell anybody."

Sasuke's lower lip jutted out, and his gaze focused sharply on Boruto. "Not exactly just us."

Boruto stiffened, paling even further at being caught by Sasuke. That was so much worse than Sarada. He frowned slightly, but walked a little closer, swallowing hard. "I um… want to hear the story too."

Sasuke rolled his eyes but sighed in resignation. "I've never been one to talk too much, I mostly relied on Sakura's understanding." He averted his gaze, quite uncomfortable at needing to be so honest before… strangers.

"But she always understood what I meant, even when I didn't know it myself. I used to say she was annoying all the time. Focusing on me instead of her schoolwork." He shrugged. "I had to leave for university, but I promised her I would see her again. And then… we got married at nineteen. Before she even finished med school when we met up during summer. I've never parted with her since."

"Wow." Boruto stared at Sasuke in disbelief. "Do you think… Sarada is like you?"

"In many ways, yes. But she is also a lot like her mother."

"Thank god for that," Naruto muttered under his breath.

"Dad!" Boruto huffed, waving him off frantically. "I can't believe it!"

"Believe what?" Sasuke asked.

Boruto looked back at him with a big grin. "Sarada confessed to me forever ago. Ha!" He would have never guessed, but now everything made sense.

Sasuke smirked at that. If he only figured it out, Sakura was right. Boruto wasn't half as perceptive as she was but at least he figured it out already.

"Did auntie Sakura ever stalk you?" His eyes were bright with excitement.

Sasuke's face was the exact opposite. "No."

Naruto replied, "No, Boruto. That was your mother. She used to follow me around since we were kids. I never even noticed for the most part."

"Mom did?" Boruto looked at his dad in surprise. "So she confessed to you first then?"

Naruto laughed nervously and scratched the back of his neck. "Y-yeah she did. Had to tell me straight up, too. Because I really didn't get it. I think she did it more than once…"

"Dumbass," Sasuke muttered.

"Papa, I heard that!" Sarada came marching down the stairs.

Instead of Sasuke looking sorry, he smirked. "Didn't you say that Boruto used to stalk you, Sarada?"

Her eyes went wide, lost with the sudden question. "Yeah. He still does. It's annoying."

Boruto took Sarada's hands and near jumped up and down in elation. "Aw, you're so sweet."

Her face contorted, taking a step back. "What the hell is going on?"

The two men laughed, making Sarada pout. "Were you having a guy conversation? Ugh. Where's Mama and Auntie Hinata when I need them." She pulled her hands away from Boruto and stuck her tongue out at him before going back up the stairs, leaving them alone.

"She totally loves me." Boruto sighed wistfully to himself, gushing over this newfound information. "Why didn't you tell me, Sasuke?"

Sasuke quirked his brow up. It was not his obligation to let this idiot know what his daughter was feeling. "It's not my fault you're not half as perceptive as my wife." He then turned to face the other blond in the room. "You have this one to blame for that."

"Hey!" Naruto barked, scowling at Sasuke. "It's hard when people aren't speaking their feelings clearly." Or when they did, even. "You two should do better."

"Yes, do better than saying people are annoying and stalking them," Sasuke rolled his eyes but there was an amused smile on his face.

"Sarada and I are doing just fine, so you can both let it go," Boruto finally said, pleased with the outcome of this argument between their dads. He couldn't stop smiling now.

"Fine, as long as he does," Naruto grumbled.

Sasuke crossed his arms across his chest. "Not until I see a ring."

"A ring…" Boruto hummed. "A ring! Yes, you're right." He should have thought of that sooner. "I can do that. Easy peasy."

"What's this I hear about a ring?" Himawari popped out of nowhere, nearly giving Boruto a heart attack. He jumped and twisted around to face his sister, quickly recovering himself to grin at her.

"For Sarada!" He told her in a loud, excited whisper. "It's the next thing on my to-do list."

Himawari brightened up, blue eyes gleaming mischievously. "Oh wow! So dreamy! I bet I know just what she'd like." She giggled and hugged Boruto around his middle. "How soon can we go ring shopping—tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow…" Boruto mentally went over his schedule before deciding he could spare some time for it. "Sure! It won't take too long I'm sure, but I have to get her the best ring."

"Ahhh! I'm so happy! Finally, Sarada and I will become sisters. You just leave all the wedding preparations to me, Bro."

Boruto nodded in agreement, pleased with this day as a whole. No amount of embarrassment could ruin his good mood now. "Sounds great, Hima, thanks."

Now that he had even more to look forward to and his dad wasn't fussing with Sasuke too much, Boruto excused himself to find Sarada. She was standing inside, hands on her hips while she watched her uncles finish getting the mattress on the bed. Boruto walked over, trying not to be as cheeky as he felt, but at this point it was just a part of who he was.

"Sorry I'm late, Princess." He whispered at her ear, surprised to find that the bedroom was completely set up and he quite liked the way she'd gotten her uncles to move things. They just needed to add the curtains and bedding and it would be complete.

She pouted at him, but leaned into his embrace when he hugged her from behind. "Did you bring down the curtains and beddings? I want to finish setting this up before we start on the nursery."

"They're downstairs, I just wanted to see where we were at. I can go grab them now."

"Okay," Sarada kissed his cheek and walked over to her uncles, asking for their help to bring up some of the bathroom items.

The two of them nodded and walked downstairs, looking for the boxes. Once the bathroom was all set up and the curtains were in place, her uncles said they would take care of the beddings, ushering the two out of the room to get started on the nursery.

"Better start on the crib! I'm most excited about it and I can't wait to find out if the baby is a girl or a boy so we can decorate more." He chuckled and rubbed her tummy for a moment as he looked around the room. It was right across the hallway from their own, close enough so they could get to the baby quickly whenever they were needed.

Boruto wasn't the least bit dejected about the crib needing to be assembled. It made him happy and proud to be able to do something like this for his baby and he was already anticipating doing so much more. Of course, his and Sarada's child and future children deserved the world and he would do everything within his power to give them just that. It all started with this crib though.

But this crib was a bitch.

"What the fuck?" He groaned, half an hour into the assembly while staring at a skinny silver bar that looked as if it was totally unnecessary. "This is some bullshit."

Sarada sat on the floor next to him, flipping the instructions around. "I don't really know where it goes, either." She watched Boruto try to make it fit in where it might belong, but it just wouldn't work. A grin formed on her face, despite his growing frustration. "Do you want me to ask for help?"

"Not in a million years." Boruto scoffed at the idea alone, no way in hell would he allow that to happen. "This is my baby, ya know. I can put this crib together… I just… need a minute." Or an hour. His blue eyes narrowed on the silver bar before setting it aside. They could come back to that one. "Fuck it, what's next?"

Sarada laughed and handed him a bag filled with smaller, silver parts and bolts. "You should get the base up first."

"Ugh, right." Boruto nodded, feeling slightly frustrated at least until he looked at the whole crib-building as a mathematical equation. A lightbulb went off in his head and soon enough, things started coming together.

It wasn't long before Boruto found out where that annoying silver bar went and after another twenty minutes, the crib was complete. He admired it for a long moment, wrapping his arm around Sarada when she came to stand close to his side.

"Where should we have it? You want it centered in the room, or against one of the walls?" He asked, not really having a preference himself.

She hummed for a while and looked around. "The corner would be nice." Her eyes trailed to the empty space between the windows. "We can have the changing table to the right and the rocker on the left. What do you think?"

"Ooh, that sounds lovely." He smiled and turned his head, dropping it just enough to capture her lips in a kiss. "I'll make it happen."

Sarada smiled back at him and kissed him again, letting their lips linger a little longer before pulling away. "Great. I'll get the rug and curtains."

"Okay, I'll have this done before you even get back!" He told her confidently and she giggled on her way out.

Boruto got right to work, moving the crib where he wanted it, and then getting the changing table and rocking chair in place. He went to stand back at the door and peer inside, deeming it as perfect as perfect could be. His baby was going to love this room, he was sure of it.

Soft footsteps padded into the room, with an arm full of fabric. The curtains were also white, and the rug a light gray. She handed it to him and they both set it up. It hadn't taken long at all, and now the room was complete. At least until they learned the baby's gender and could do more. They were both looking forward to that while at the same time, they were content with things as they were now.

"This little peanut will be in this crib soon." Boruto murmured softly as he splayed his hand out on Sarada's tummy, smiling fondly at her.

She chuckled lightly and looked at her tummy before gazing towards the crib. "I can't wait. They'll be the happiest peanut ever."

"Of course. How could they not, having us as parents?" He smirked and leaned closer to nuzzle her neck with his nose.

"Parents," she repeated. "I still can't believe it."

Boruto laughed at that and kissed her neck before straightening himself. "Well, believe it, Sarada. We're totally parents now."

Her nose scrunched at that, a smile on her lips. "Been it for twelve weeks." Hands coming up to her tummy. "It feels like yesterday."

"Mom says pregnancies fly by… soon we'll be standing in here with the baby and looking back to this day. Next thing we know, we're buying a bigger house." He shrugged.

A gasp escaped her lips. "We have five bedrooms. Stop it!"

"Fine, fine. That'll do for a while." He laughed again. "Besides, we can always just add on to this place when we need to. You never know, one day you might want more kids than I do."

"Never." Her eyes narrowed and she hit his chest playfully. "Not unless you push out the rest."

"Well, I would if I could, obviously." He grinned and took her hand in his. "I guess we should check up on everyone else. Maybe the rest of the place is coming together just as nicely."

She hummed and wrapped her arms around his middle. "I bet. I've been hearing Mama boss the others around for hours."

"These moms and their bossiness." Boruto shook his head, giving Sarada a pointed look.

Downstairs, they found their entire work crew lounging around on all the new living room furniture, chatting comfortably. Boruto smiled at the sight of everyone, their families together as a whole. It was easy to see that things were meant to be this way and Boruto honestly couldn't have been happier. It had been an exhausting, but wonderful day and that night, Boruto and Sarada were able to enjoy their first night at home together.

The next morning, Sarada had to work. Boruto hated it, but it was good for today. He woke up early as always, made coffee and ordered breakfast since they still needed to shop for groceries. They had a great morning before he drove her to work and walked her inside, taking some time to speak with Inojin and Chocho. It wasn't easy, but he was trying to be civil—and thankfully, Inojin had been on his best behavior lately. Boruto supposed even that potty mouth could be nice sometimes.

Once he left there he drove straight to his parents' place and picked up Himawari. She was even more excited than he was, bouncing in her seat the entire drive. When they parked outside of the jewelers, she turned to him with a wicked look that had him leaning back towards his door. She whipped out a ring from her clutch and Boruto blinked at that.

"What the—you already have a ring?" If Inojin dared to propose without asking his permission, Boruto was going to kick his ass.

Himawari rolled her eyes. "No, silly. This is Sarada's. I stole it."

"What?" Boruto screeched. "You stole it? From my Princess?"

"I beg your pardon?" Himawari scoffed and Boruto tried to lean back further. There was no further.

"Nevermind."

"I stole it so we would know her ring size. Ugh, you're so ridiculous."

"Isn't stealing rings a bit ridiculous?"

"Well, I'm really just borrowing it!" Himawari muttered. "You can take it back to her once we're done."

They couldn't have gotten inside soon enough, and when they did, Himawari dragged Boruto to the engagement rings as if she worked there. A salesperson was quick to come and greet them, asking what they were looking for.

"My brother is getting married—and has a baby on the way. He wants to spend a fortune on a ring!"

The lady behind the counter had the widest grin on her face and Boruto gulped when he saw the dollar signs flash in her eyes. "We have a lovely one right here." She opened up the drawer and brought a selection out. "Quite the popular choice among men your age."

It was a nice ring. A big diamond in the middle. But it didn't sit well with him that it was a popular choice.

"Do you have something else?" Himawari pouted. "One diamond isn't enough."

"I definitely want something to dazzle her. She's a princess, so she deserves the best." Boruto sighed, knowing he would gladly spend a fortune on the ring.

The lady brought the tray back into the drawer and told them to have a seat, going to the back to fetch a few more. Himawari was looking around, dazzled with all the colors and sparkly gems. "Do you have an idea of what you want for her?"

"I was thinking something with a square shape, one big center diamond and smaller ones to each side. Needs to be flashy so everybody knows not to try me." He turned his nose up and crossed his leg, resting his right ankle atop his left knee.

The lady came back with another tray. She wore black gloves and set them down in front of the two. Himawari's blue eyes sparkled, there were three kinds of rings set before them. All with platinum bands, and definitely more than one diamond, as per her request.

The first one had a heart-shaped diamond, with a halo of smaller gems around it, and it extended until the band.

The next one was a drop-shaped diamond, a similar halo of diamonds around, until the band.

The last one caught Boruto's eye. It was exactly what he wanted, and his eyes lit up at the name of the ring.

Princess cut

"These are our best selections," the lady proudly announced. Each with the best cut and chosen for clarity."

"That last one seems to be what I'm looking for," Boruto told her, hand patting Himawari in a gesture to get her handing over the other ring so they could get the right size.

Himawari fished out the ring and handed it to the lady for Sarada's size.

"Lovely," The jeweler seemed interested in the ring for a while before grinning at Boruto. "Shall we have a 2 carat fit for it?"

"That sounds fine. It's not too small, right?"

"A little bigger than the one in front of you, sir. We can have it ready by the end of the week."

"End of the week?" He frowned, voice raising the slightest bit. "That's a little extreme. What's wrong with later today?"

She blinked a few times. "These rings aren't ready-made, sir. And looking at this ring, she has quite a small size… probably a five, if not smaller."

"Okay, but I don't care to wait forever. The end of the week is too long. How soon can you make it happen? Rush order."

The lady didn't seem too surprised at his request, but her brows did raise by the slightest bit. "Let me make a call, and I'll see how soon. I'll also have the size checked." She disappeared again into another room, taking the ring selections with her.

Himawari grinned slyly at her brother. "Can't wait, huh?"

"Of course I can't. I was hoping to give it to her today." He sulked.

"Today?" Himawari screeched, making the other customers look at them. She lowered her voice. "What are you going to do, just hand it to her?"

"What the heck else am I getting it for?" Boruto snapped back.

Her blue eyes were ablaze. "To ask her to marry you!"

"She basically already agreed. Relax."

Himawari crossed her arms across her chest. "How? Tell me."

"Isn't it obvious? All those times even in the beginning when she called me annoying and tried to pretend like she didn't want me around, she was confessing the whole time. Her dad told me himself!"

Himawari blinked. Once. Twice. Her mouth opened to say something but nothing came out. Her shoulders shook and she began to laugh. People were looking their way again, this time, a little less kindly. "You two are so stupid. I can't believe this. And you what, confessed to her because you followed her around since Day One?"

"I never followed her around, you're crazy," Boruto said with an annoyed huff. He was not a stalker.

"You're worse than mom," Himawari giggled. "At least dad never saw her. You followed her to the train and she had to teach you how to use it!"

The lady came back out, just when Boruto wanted to strangle it out of his sister who told on him. The jeweler was looking quite pleased, bringing out a receipt with a large number written on it. "Rush order can be done for tomorrow." She pointed at the breakdown on the paper. "For this price. Will it be in cash or card?"

"Card." Boruto rolled his eyes and pulled out his wallet to retrieve his card. Who in their right mind would walk around with that much cash on them?

The lady brought out a machine and swiped up his purchase. "Please fill out this form and we'll call you when it's ready."

Himawari took the paper for Boruto and filled it in with her details. "I'll call you when it's ready." She grinned at him. "Wouldn't want Sarada seeing you get a call from this place. She might run away again."

"I'd catch her ass." He huffed but nodded in agreement. "I want to know as soon as you do."

She rolled her eyes at him and gave the paper back to the jeweler. "I can ask mom to come with me to pick it up for you. But seriously, are you going to just hand it to her?" Himawari took the receipt and slipped it in her pocket, leading them back out of the store. "No dinner? Flowers? Romantic set up?" Her eyes were getting wider the more she talked, practically begging her brother to let her plan it.

"You think she needs all that? I don't… Sarada is happy just to have me."

Himawari waved him off. "I know that but it's nice to be extra."

"That's you who likes that, not her. Sarada is simple, ya know… perfect." He smiled, happy with the fact that everything was working out. Almost as perfect as she was.

"Then why did you get her such an expensive ring?" She deadpanned.

Himawari was always asking questions that had obvious answers. "Because my princess deserves a princess ring." It was as simple as that.

She rolled her eyes. "You're so mushy."

A/N: Oh my goodness! We're finally coming close to a confession, or rather, they both have confessed early on in their own silly ways. Haha!

The next few chapters are going to be really fun and we hope you will enjoy them, just as much as the previous chapters!

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Kairi and Tyy