A/N: Thank you for all the love and support, dear readers! Domestic bliss is really the main themes we have for this arc. But for this chapter, perhaps some mood swings and drama. Hehehe.

We don't own Naruto/Boruto.

Once they pulled into her office building's driveway, Sarada leaned in to give Boruto a kiss before hopping out of the car. Usually, he would insist to park and walk her to her desk, but not today. She had a meeting to catch up to, with only ten minutes left until she had to dial in. He wasn't too happy about it, but the call would be with Lily and her manager, and Sarada had to be ready.

Hurrying into her office and dropping her belongings on her desk, Sarada took her laptop and notebook and made her way to the meeting room, where Chocho and Inojin were already set up and in the call. She opened up her laptop and waited for Lily and her manager to join the call. While waiting, the mic was on mute, and the three fell into conversation after they said their good mornings.

"I'm so excited!" Chocho gushed. "And a boy! I can already imagine how he might look like."

Sarada grinned. "Yeah? He'll definitely be cute." She held back by saying how much she wished he would have Boruto's blue eyes.

"Hopefully," Inojin smirked. "How have you and Boruto been? Barely see you around here these days."

"It's been busy," Sarada flipped open her notebook, to a blank page. "But it's been amazing." Her gaze stopped at her engagement ring, grin widening.

"I bet!" Chocho practically had stars in her eyes. "I knew you would find love sooner or later. I wouldn't have guessed it would be with the president's son but oh well." She rested her chin on her hands and grinned. "Well provided for, good looking, and is head over heels for you. Nice win, girl."

Inojin opened up a new lollipop and popped it in his mouth. "Yeah, I guess that bastard's okay."

Sarada rolled her eyes. Ever the potty mouth. "Still don't like him? You need to if you want help to get Hima, you know?"

Inojin pouted. "That's between me and her, alright?" He sighed dreamily. "Dating her is like a dream. She's such an angel."

She laughed, guessing that he and Himawari have never gotten into an argument yet. Inojin is in for a wild surprise. "Oh yeah, definitely an angel. Scary, too. I would say Boruto's the harmless one."

Inojin snickered. "Yeah, right. Hey! He asked me to help paint your nursery. Something about a sky theme, right?"

Her eyes lit up. "Oh, he did?" It was refreshing to see Boruto trying to reach out to Inojin. Perhaps they were both going to be good friends, after all. "Yeah, it will be."

"Consider it my gift for Ita-kun. I'll paint it up like the Sistine Chapel."

Before Sarada could respond, a voice called out to them on the microphone. "Borutoooo! Good morniiiing!" The high pitched sugary-sweet voice was unmistakable.

Chocho pressed the button, removing the mic from mute.

"Good morning, Lily," Sarada greeted her, in her formal phone voice. Her manager phoned in to join and was greeted by the rest of the crew. Sarada led the discussion, giving a roll call for the people in the meeting room with her. "May I know who else is on the line?"

"Where's Boruto?!" Lily huffed. "Why isn't he here?"

Oh boy.

Inojin silently mocked her, tucking his hair back on his ear and giving googly eyes. Chocho slapped his shoulder, but also snickered at his antics. Sarada gave them a pointed stare. Today was about business.

"Boruto is no longer connected with the company," Sarada said. "I am the new Marketing Director. I apologize I haven't sent you the notice."

Inojin, Chocho, and Sarada had to push back from the mic, as the pop star screeched. Demanding for an explanation and why did she not receive a note from him sooner. "Since when was this in effect?"

"Since April first," Sarada informed her.

"That's weeks ago!" Lily kept on screaming, demanding to know where he was now and what he was doing. "Why didn't he tell me he was leaving?" She cried.

Taking a deep breath, Sarada replied. "Boruto had a lot on his plate, turning over his work and was preoccupied with personal matters."

"What personal matters? What could matter more than me?"

Oh my god. The audacity of this girl.

Inojin quickly put the mic on mute, he had an evil grin on his face. "So are you gonna tell her you're the reason why he was so busy or are we just gonna like," he threw his hand in the air, "Pretend he was never even here?"

Sarada held up her hand and calmed herself. She put the mic back on. "Boruto is pursuing some investments, and focusing on his self, and family."

"Family?" Lily was incredulous. "What on earth can he do with his family that his father can't attend to himself?"

Now it was Chocho was the one who put the mic on mute. "Umm… his son and fiancée? Can't imagine Mr. Uzumaki would attend to those." She snickered.

Sarada swatted her hand away and put the mic back on. This whole ordeal was putting her in a sour mood, and her morning sickness apparently decided now was a good time to visit. She took a sip of water and finally spoke. "As I mentioned, they are personal matters. And Boruto is not the topic of discussion for this meet—"

There was a click, and Chocho looked at her laptop. "Oh… Lily hung up."

The manager apologized profusely and offered to take them to dinner to show her sincerity. "It seems Lily was shocked to know Mr. Boruto was no longer with the company… you'll have to excuse her. She was really taken by him, you know?"

"We understand," Sarada replied coolly. She felt her breakfast coming up and she struggled to keep it down. "If you don't mind, might we discuss the promo? Chocho will lead the discussion. Please," She looked at her, signaling she had to run. "Share your screen and show them the material Inojin prepared."

"Y-yes," Chocho was shocked.

But the moment she agreed, Sarada ran out of the room to the bathroom, barely making it in time to the toilet. She didn't even have time to close the door, only kneeled on the floor and heaved. Thank god she stopped wearing heels and opted for pants today, but this was nowhere near how she planned her morning to go.

Her morning sickness was persistent, and she spent the whole meeting duration in the bathroom. Later, she requested for a bucket to be brought to her office, and she forced herself back on her desk. It was already eleven in the morning, and she still had no progress with her work. Generally, Sarada had no complaints being pregnant, but today, she wished she wasn't.

It just wasn't a good day.

Boruto called her after a while, asking if she was craving for anything in particular for lunch. Knowing he was coming made her happy, but also stressed her out knowing he would force her to come home if he knew she spent the whole morning vomiting the breakfast he cooked. Just thinking of food was making her sick all over again.

"I'm not hungry," she replied. "I'll be working through lunch today."

"Oh? Oh, that's what you think? Hm? Okay. Ha! I'm on my fucking waaaaay."

She groaned and ended the call. Boruto screaming at her was the last thing she needed right now, but the food really wasn't appealing to her either. Sarada looked at the bucket next to her. It was empty, but she already felt like heaving.

Boruto burst into her office, not even bothering to knock. His arms filled with bags of food. "Hello, my little mood swinger," He said with a very tight smile as he walked over and set all the bags on her desk. "I do hope you've thought this through before I got here."

All those bags of food looked scary. It looked like their grocery for a week. "That's… that's too much." She frowned. "It's not like you to waste food, either."

"Well, somebody wouldn't tell me what they wanted. So, here we are. I'm not stupid. I can't show up with one thing and it not be what you want so of course, I brought options. Whatever you don't eat won't be wasted, don't worry." He sighed after his rambling, finally calming down a bit. "I went by Thunder Burger too… in case you were wondering."

Sarada steeled herself and swallowed, as Boruto opened up the food he got one by one. There was a burrito, a burger, some rice, and fish, fried chicken, and pasta. All the smells were so intense, and it overwhelmed her to see her desk slowly be filled with food. Bile was quickly rising to her throat. Just when Boruto was talking to her, Sarada held up her hand and threw up on the bucket next to her chair. Boruto was quick to move to her side, making sure her hair was out of the way while rubbing her back soothingly.

"Don't tell me you've been doing this all day." He groaned quietly.

She didn't even want to reply to that. Sarada closed her eyes and groped around her desk for a tissue to wipe her mouth with. "I'm fine." her voice was scratchy, though. Totally not cooperating with her to convince her fiancée.

"You're not," Boruto argued, grabbing a tissue and bypassing her hand to wipe her mouth himself. "Don't worry, I'll fix it." He gave her a soft smile and then started packing up all the food again.

Her dark eyes were wide, silently begging him. "I don't want to go home…" Lies. She wanted nothing more than to sleep. "I have so much work to do." Finally, the truth. She had been falling behind, with all of her checkups and events going on. The slightest morning sickness, should it occur before Boruto drove her to work, had him calling Konohamaru to let her stay at home. There were perks to being part of the family in the family business, but it didn't sit well with her work etiquette to keep on going this way. Chocho and Inojin never complained, knowing she was pregnant, but it wasn't fair to them and Sarada felt guilty.

"We can take your work home… and I could help catch you up. It's really not a problem. I'm quick with stuff like that, ya know."

"You've already done a lot," she whined. Boruto had been giving her the world, sun and stars included and it hurt her pride to know that she had rarely contributed anything significant. He could do her work for her, but she wasn't going to let him. "This is my job, and I need to be the one to do it. We're already one manager down, I can't have Chocho and Inojin doing my work."

"Can you just… hush and let me take care of you?" He asked though he was already packing up her things.

"Can't you let me take care of work myself?" She huffed and crossed her arms across her chest.

"You have to take care of yourself first, Sarada," He told her pointedly while putting her laptop away and then gathering it and everything else. "Come on,"

Sarada didn't move from her seat, only glared at him stubbornly. By the looks on his face, him carrying her out of this office was a huge possibility. If he took a step, she was ready to fight.

He did take a step towards her, and she pushed her chair back, but she was saved when Chocho knocked on the door, "Saradaaa!" She stopped when she saw Boruto in her office. "Oh, I didn't know you would be here." She grinned. "Sarada, dinner later with Lily? Her manager was… insistent."

Sarada glared at Boruto. "See? Kagemasa was a better option." Turning her attention back to Chocho, she sighed. "Okay, fine. I'll be working from home in the afternoon. Please send me the details, I'll meet you there."

"Excuse me?" Boruto balked. "You're getting in bed. That's where you'll be having dinner. Why don't you let me handle Lily?"

She narrowed her eyes at him. "No. I'm going to dinner. You no longer work here." Honestly, who did Boruto think he was? He's no longer the Marketing Director, and just because he was the President's son doesn't mean he had the right to boss everyone around. Especially not Sarada. Just the thought of having Lily all over her fiancée was already making her blood boil. "I don't want you anywhere near dinner, too."

"Why the hostility? I'm just trying to help. Why are you so mad at me?" He frowned, backing up a step. "You think I'm trying to take your job or something?"

"That's what you insinuated just a little while ago," Sarada snapped.

Chocho took a step back and escaped out of the office. And she thought she wouldn't have to see them fighting in the office again. Fat chance.

"Let's just go already before I throw up again."

"Fine." Boruto sulked, taking everything with him as he walked to the door and opened it, waiting for her there.

Sarada stood up and picked up her purse, walking towards him and out of the office. She sent Konohamaru a quick text to let him know she would be working from home as they left. The drive was silent, and not half as traffic. Boruto kept his eyes on the road, and Sarada was swallowed up by guilt yet again. Okay, maybe he didn't deserve to get yelled at like that but he was being so annoying.

His hand rested on his lap, and she wordlessly took it in hers, giving his hand a squeeze before resting it on her lap. Boruto didn't say anything for another minute, too torn and mixed up from his own wayward thoughts.

When he finally spoke, it was with a deep sigh. "I'm sorry, Sarada… I didn't know how strongly you felt about this… or that I was upsetting you. I won't interfere with your work again."

Her eyes softened and she brought his hand to her cheek, leaning on it. "No, I'm sorry. I know you were only trying to help. But… you've been doing so much. I don't want to burden you with this also." She sighed. Okay, it really wasn't fair for her to have yelled at him like that. "Just… let me deal with this, okay? And I don't want Lily all over you again," she muttered.

"Lily? Don't tell me she's what really has your panties twisted." He shook his head. "I'm not trying to win her over anymore, so don't think I wouldn't put her in her place."

Sarada dropped his hand on her lap and she puffed her cheeks. "As if. She's so infuriating and unprofessional. Whining like a brat that you weren't at the call." Oh, it was making Sarada mad all over again. She wanted nothing more than to tell the popstar that Boruto was busy because he was taking care of her.

"Aww, my poor Princess." Boruto raised his hand from her lap to poke her cheek affectionately. "Don't be so upset. I'm sure she got over it once you explained I was no longer with the company."

"Not even close!" Sarada scoffed. "She was demanding to know why you left and what exactly were the personal matters you were attending to now. She was so upset you didn't tell her you left. Why didn't you tell her, anyway? Didn't you send that farewell email to everyone?"

"What the hell do I look like, explaining myself to her? She's nothing to me. She wasn't one of my employees and the girl already thought she could have whatever she wanted. Not. I was too happy to pass her off to you."

Sarada rolled her eyes and huffed. "What a good boss. Now I have to deal with her later at dinner." That was something she was not looking forward to. "I hope I throw up on her."

"Oh my goodness, so dramatic." Boruto snorted. "Take me and I'll handle her ass."

She glared at him, lower lip jutting out. "The only ass you're handling is mine." Just the thought of Boruto even touching Lily was already making her upset enough as it is.

"Whoa, shit, back up. That is not how I meant that." He quickly defended himself. "I meant that I'd deal with her… as in, get her to chill."

"That better be," she hissed. On most days, these little things wouldn't get to her but today, it was rubbing her in all the wrong places. "I'm wearing my ring and I hope to god someone asks me about it."

"Well… you never know, from the looks of it, you may just end up with Kagemasa like you wanted."

Her eyes lit up. "You think she'd be willing to pay the separation fee?" Sarada then laughed at herself. Seriously? Hoping for the worst? What was happening to her?

"If you piss her off enough, sure. I don't have anything to do with the company anymore so I don't care what happens."

As a mature adult, Sarada did the only thing that was called for in this situation… she stuck her tongue out at him.

That was a lie and she knew it.

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Thankfully, Sarada no longer threw up in the afternoon and actually got some work done. After Boruto fed her, that is. He got her into bed and nearly forced her to sleep, too. Thankfully Mitsuki called him for an emergency, and she was able to get her laptop into bed with her. The rest of the afternoon was just her taking calls and emailing from her bed with Boruto next to her. It was nice, and she wondered briefly why she even wanted to stay in the office earlier.

Getting ready for dinner, Sarada picked out a nice black dress and flats. She picked out the small diamond studs her grandmother gifted her and paired it with her engagement ring. Simple, yet elegant. Looking at her reflection one last time, her gaze dropped to her tummy, seeing the bump slightly bigger than it was the week before. Sarada laughed, thinking that she already looked like she had her dinner.

Boruto drove her to the restaurant and told her he would pick her up, right when they were done. She smiled and kissed his lips before hopping out of the car. "I'll see you later."

"Try not to go off, if you can, Mommy." Boruto grinned at her and blew her a kiss.

Sarada rolled her eyes and shook her head. He was really something else. Chocho and Inojin were already there. It was no surprise to them that Lily and her team were half an hour late. Sarada thanked Lily and her team for dinner, and much to their surprise, Lily apologized.

"I'm sooo sorry for my outburst earlier," she drawled. "It was just such a surprise. Boruto and I really had a connection, you know?" Her sigh was dramatic and it would have fooled anyone, except Sarada.

Sarada gave her a tight smile. "Boruto leaving was quite sudden, and we were shocked, too. But he's doing good with his new endeavor and that's all we could wish for him."

"Why did he have to leave?" She cried. "He was so good at his job."

Chocho and Inojin exchanged looks. "Shame," They said at the same time.

"Truly," Sarada added dryly and tucked her hair behind her ear.

"Ooh, that's a lovely ring, Sarada-san," the manager complimented. "Is that… an engagement ring?"

"Oh," Sarada looked at her ring and grinned. "Yes, it is."

"Miracles do happen," Lily muttered behind her champagne glass.

Sarada felt her brow twitch. Oh, this bitch was in for it. But no matter how much she raged on the inside, the smile on her lips was pleasant and friendly. "It was quite sudden, but I'm really glad we're engaged now."

"Do tell how it happened," Chocho placed an elbow on the table and grinned. "I love hearing this story," She looked at Lily and giggled. "It always gives me butterflies."

Oh lord. Someone help her. Sarada wasn't planning on telling them until the end of the night. She swallowed and chucked. "It's nothing, really."

"Do tell me!" The manager was already swooning. "And that diamond looks huge. Someone rich, I suppose?"

"Since the day he was born," Inojin laughed.

These two were digging her grave. "I would say he's comfortable. Respectable family."

This got Lily interested, though. "Well, who is it? Do you have a photo? He can't possibly be that much of a big deal." She held her hand out, waiting for a phone or a photo as she eyed Sarada's ring.

There was no turning back now, was there? Perhaps Boruto was right. She would be getting Kagemasa like she wanted to. Taking a deep breath, she smiled her best smile but froze when she felt her stomach churn.

Oh no. Not now.

Her hand came up to cover her mouth and she stood abruptly, looking at Chocho to explain before running for the bathroom.

"Excuse her," Chocho laughed nervously. "Bad stomach and all."

"I thought morning sickness only happened in the morning?" Inojin muttered, too low, only for her to hear. She elbowed him and changed the topic, back to Lily, so the mood would lighten.

Once Sarada was back, she spotted them all laughing and she was relieved to have had the attention diverted from her. But as she was settling in her seat, Lily spotted her tummy and giggled.

"Looks like someone enjoyed the food a little too much."

"What?" Inojin still had food in his mouth, and laughed. "Dude, that's nothing, she's pregnant." And he froze.

Everyone did.

Sarada groaned and wished for nothing more than this day to be over. "Yes, I'm pregnant. Twenty weeks in."

"Congratulations!" The manager grinned.

"So that's why you got engaged?" Lily smirked.

Sarada hummed. "Not really. It was a surprise, is all. After the house, the engagement was the next gift he got me."

Well. No bother hiding it now.

Lily seemed to have lost interest in the topic, convinced her pregnancy was the only reason and changed the topic back to herself. Dinner went by without another word about Sarada and she texted Boruto under the table that she wanted to go home.

He replied almost instantly, texting back he was on the way.

The team walked Lily out to the front, but her car was behind another, and Sarada felt herself smile. Boruto stepped out of his car, blue eyes locked on her, bright as ever. He was smiling his best smile as he closed his door to walk over to her.

"Borutoooo!" Lily screamed, but stopped when he walked right by her. Her eyes followed him, and she gasped to see him wrap his arms around Sarada's waist and kiss her temple.

Sarada wrapped her arms around him, too. And looked at Lily. "Your vacation story in Milan was so interesting, I wasn't able to mention who my fiancée was." Boruto held her hand and led her to the car, opening the door for her like he always did.

The popstar's jaw fell to the floor, unable to utter another word.

"Have a good night." Sarada grinned and waved at them. "And thank you for dinner, Lily. My baby and I are full and happy."

"Then you have my thanks as well, Lily," Boruto said to her with a smile that didn't come close to the one he saved for Sarada. "I need my princess and my peanut in top form. Always." He flicked his finger across Sarada's nose playfully and then closed her door before walking around to get inside.

Sarada rolled her window down to wave and thank her manager, and to wish her colleagues a good night. Boruto waved as well and held her hand before driving away.

"That look on her face was far too satisfying," Sarada laughed. "More than that steak was."

"So then you did eat?" Boruto asked, wanting to be sure. "I could take you for a treat… if you want."

"I threw up and then ate again," Sarada sighed, remembering how sad she was to have wasted food. "But I ordered again." Her voice dropped. "It depends on the treat," she smirked. "I always leave room for dessert."

"Sarada," Boruto faked a gasp. "I was only talking about ice cream. Not sexual stuff. You're naughty."

She laughed and held his hand to her cheek. "Having you and ice cream sounds good."

Even if the day turned sour, it looked like she was going to have a sweet, sweet night.

A/N: Boruto is always doing so much, don't you think? Sarada is also not going to tolerate anyone who thinks they can walk and talk all over her future hubby. Hahaha!

Hope you've been doing well, darling. Wash your hands and stay at home.

In case you haven't heard yet, Tyy and I have a new fic over at her profile (the link is in my profile also), called Deepest Affections. It is a Royal AU, wherein Boruto is a prince, and Sarada is a high born lady and they share a secret romance. Do hop on over there if the AU and plot interest you. The chapters are significantly longer, and we changed the writing style to suit the olden times, too.

Cheers,

Kairi and Tyy