A/N: Perhaps you can call this another arc. Lol!

We don't own Naruto/Boruto.

The sun was already up by the time Sarada peeled herself out of bed, and to her surprise, Boruto was still asleep. A look at her clock and she was flying to the shower. It was already nine in the morning! She didn't waste a second even trying to wake Boruto. Once she was out of the shower, he was still asleep, in a different position. The comforter was pulled to his side, and he was wrapped up in it. Her eyebrow lifted and she crawled on the bed to check on him.

"Boruto?" Sarada shook her fiancée lightly, but he didn't budge. Her dainty hand went up to his neck. He was burning up. "Oh, no." She got out of bed and typed up a quick text to Konohamaru, explaining she needed to stay home. Sarada also sent a text to Chocho and Inojin that she would be working from home today.

Going to their closet, she took off her work clothes and changed back into pajamas, wanting to cuddle a little more with Boruto before getting any work done. "Boruto…" she whispered. "How are you feeling?" She rubbed her nose on his ear, feeling his warmth spread to her face. He was so hot. She stroked his hair a few times when he didn't respond and Sarada decided to look for a thermometer and get some soup ready for him.

Her soft footsteps echoed in the empty house, and Cookie was already at the foot of the stairs, tail wagging, and waiting for her parents to come and play. Sarada ducked down to pet her and smiled. "Daddy's sick, Cookie. We have to make him something."

Cookie followed her into the kitchen, tail wagging and her little hips swaying. Sarada prepared her dog food before getting Boruto some soup. Even if her first instinct was to call her Mama, she stopped herself and decided she would only do that if his fever was hitting the forties. Last time she checked, it didn't seem like it. But still. Boruto almost never got sick and it still worried her.

Almost at the same time she finished making soup and toasted bread, Cookie had finished up her breakfast. Sarada scooped up the little puppy in her arms, but she faltered for a bit, she got heavier. Cookie was growing so fast. "You're getting heavy."

Sarada let Cookie down on the edge of their bed, and the little puppy started running around, not accustomed to being on their bed. Usually, Sarada wouldn't let her on, since she would shed, but she needed some help this morning. "You go wake daddy up for me, okay? I'll get his food up here."

Cookie started rolling and jumping around, until she caught Boruto's scent and started running towards him, tripping on some pillows and the covers as she went. Finally, she found his face and started licking and chewing on his hair. Sarada giggled when she heard Boruto groan and stir, and left the room to fetch his breakfast.

When she returned, Boruto was trying to settle Cookie down. "No. No… Can't play." He whined.

Despite his whining and arms keeping Cookie away from him, the puppy seemed to have thought it was a game, and looked so excited. Boruto was whining, keeping his eyes closed and trying to hide under the comforter.

Taking pity on him, Sarada picked Cookie up and placed her on the floor, where she immediately ran around the room, exploring.

Sarada crawled into bed and stroked his hair, feeling his forehead. "Boruto, wake up. I made breakfast for you."

"Saradaaaaa. I'm sick. I am so sick." He whimpered and buried his face in the pillow. "Why is it so cold?"

"You have a fever," she replied casually and took the thermometer, sticking it under his armpit. "I made you soup. You'll feel warmer after you eat it." This was the first time she ever heard Boruto complaining that it was cold, just when his body temperature was so hot. He kept his face buried in the pillow, ignoring her request. "You need to eat before I give you medicine."

"Not hungry. Cold." He groaned.

Her eyes softened, despite his attitude. Boruto never let her feel cold for long, and now she understood why. "Love, please." Sarada kept her voice soft and she wrapped her arms around him. "I'll stay here and keep you warm."

"I can't do it." He shook his head and then pulled the cover over his head. "Later." He grumbled from his place under the covers.

Her lower lip jutted out. Boruto was always a big baby, but even more so when he's sick. "It's going to get cold." Sarada shook him with a little more force this time, making sure he wouldn't be able to fall asleep again.

"Damn it!" Boruto sulked, shoving the covers down and sitting up as sulkily as possible. He shivered from the cold, chill bumps covering his skin. He pouted at her with his flushed cheeks.

A wide grin spread on her face. Partly because she had successfully gotten him to wake up, and another because he looked so cute when he was being all pouty. Now that his cheeks were flushed, he looked even cuter. Sarada placed the tray on his lap and slid into bed with him, taking her laptop from the side table and turning it on.

"I'll stay with you today," She said and grabbed the cup of coffee on his tray and took a sip.

"You were going to leave me?" He frowned, looking completely wounded.

Sarada put the mug down and poked his cheek. "I have work today. I woke up late because you didn't wake me up." Perhaps it was a bad idea to tease him, but she couldn't help it.

"You're going to work when I'm dying?" He gaped at her, ignoring the cold for the moment.

She chuckled and kissed his cheek. "You're not dying. And yes," she shifted her laptop on her lap and stuck her tongue out at him playfully. "I'm going to work, while you eat and sleep."

"I could be. You don't know. And I feel like I am." His brows were furrowed, his whole face twisted in anguish. "Don't work. Take care of me…"

Sarada put her laptop away and looked at him. "I am. Boruto, you're not even eating what I cooked for you."

He eyed her laptop for a second and then looked down at the soup. "Not hungry." He mumbled, but he still picked up the spoon and had a sip.

"Just try to eat," Sarada smiled at him and moved closer. "At least half so you can take some medicine."

Boruto nodded slowly, still looking pouty. "Why am I sick though? I'm healthy…"

"Not today you're not." Sarada rubbed his arm and leaned on him. "You've been doing too much lately. You need to rest."

He had another spoonful of soup, his pout appearing permanent. "I don't do too much. I rest… And now I'm dying. It's not fair."

Sarada rolled her eyes but an amused smile formed on her lips. "Then hurry up and get better because you can't die on me and Ita-kun. Cookie will also be upset."

Boruto faked a sob in depression and played around with his spoon. Then his eyes widened and he leaned away from Sarada, looking at her fearfully. "Get out."

Her smile melted away. "Excuse me?" Feeling offended with the tone he used with her.

"Get out of here!" He tried to yell but it came out as a feeble croak. "You could get sick… no. Not my Princess." Boruto shook his head quickly, panicked.

Sarada blinked once. Twice. "I won't get sick. I'm taking a lot of vitamins." She tried to lean in again and take the thermometer from him, but Boruto nearly kicked the small table away, spilling some of the soup in his haste to get away from her. "Stop being so annoying!" Sarada grit, stabled the table and made sure the soup wouldn't spill on the bed.

"I know you love me, but it doesn't matter. I love you more, so you have to leave. Get out."

Her eye twitched and she pushed her glasses back up her face. Sarada picked up the discarded thermometer and balked at his temperature. "Get back here. You have a high fever." She told herself if it was this high, she would call her mother for a house check-up, but judging by how annoying Boruto was, Sakura might have to use force to get some medicine in him.

"That's exactly why you need to go!" Boruto finally got his voice to cooperate, but it was still scratchy. He got away from the bed and stumbled a bit. "If you don't, I will."

Sarada grimaced and finally got out of bed, carrying the tray. She walked over to the door, and with every step she took, Boruto made sure to make another one, keeping himself away from her. She threw him a pointed stare once she reached the door, Cookie right by her feet, "you better be in bed when I come back." Her tone was lethal, beyond annoyed he was being difficult and moving around so much. With a fever that high, he could easily fall over from dizziness.

Sarada walked down the stairs and the little puppy stayed on the top stair, still not knowing how to go down. Cookie paced around and cried, being left alone. "Go back to daddy and make sure he stops being so stupid," she ground out. Even if Cookie was young, she knew what to do when Sarada started speaking that way. She yelped and ran back inside the room.

The house was quiet again and Sarada placed the dishes on the sink. Taking her phone, she placed it on speaker and called her mother. It was still fairly early, and she should still be home around now. It took a few rings before Sakura answered.

"Hello, Mama?"

"Sarada, hello. Is everything okay? You sound a little… upset."

Sarada sighed and turned on the faucet to wash the plates as she spoke. "Boruto has a high fever and he told me to get out." She could already feel her pout forming. "He jumped out of bed!"

"Wise of him, considering you're pregnant and more prone to infections. Fever means infection, dear. When did it start?"

That was not the answer she wanted to hear. Sarada clicked her tongue and whined. "I take all my vitamins. It just started this morning. He won't even eat right or drink medicine."

"Won't take medicine?" Sakura sighed. "Shall I come over and take care of it?"

"What did the idiot do this time?" Sasuke scoffed in the background.

"Hush, you!" Sakura huffed.

Sarada groaned. "No, it's okay, I'll take care of it." After finishing the dishes, she took her phone and walked over to a cabinet, pulling out some face masks and pills. "What do you recommend he takes? Is it okay for Cookie to be near him? I told her to make sure he doesn't do anything stupid."

Sakura giggled. "Cookie will be fine. Worry about yourself. Just make sure he takes something. Any fever reducer will do. If it isn't gone by morning, he should be seen just in case he needs a round of antibiotics. Oh and, you should move yourself to another room until it passes. Make him clean up before you sleep with him again."

"What?!" Sarada clamped her mouth shut. Her shock was too loud, and no way did she want to talk to her mother that way. "I'm sorry," she collected herself and added softly. "What do you mean I can't sleep with him? Like, in a different room?" She hasn't done that in months… it felt like years, though.

Sakura laughed a little harder. "What did you think I meant? Yes, a different room, Sarada. This could be contagious and your immune system isn't as strong with you being pregnant. Keep your distance."

"But… but…" Sarada couldn't even stand the thought of taking a nap without him. What more the entire night? "I'm working from home today to take care of him. How can I do that from another room?"

"You can check in on him, sweetheart. Just be cautious. It's for the best. Boruto understands. As long as you monitor his fever, everything will be fine. Soaking in a lukewarm bath can also help bring down the fever."

"Okay," her voice was a lot smaller, but she had to listen to her mother. She was a doctor, after all. "Thanks, Mama. I'll call you again later."

"Sooner, if you need me, anytime. Papa and I love you!"

"I love you too." Sarada ended the call and put her phone down. She took a big inhale and exhaled through her mouth. It looks like this would be a lot more difficult than Sarada expected.

She put a face mask on, took the pills, and a glass of water with her before making her way upstairs to their bedroom. Sarada pushed the door open and found Boruto all bundled up in the comforter, and Cookie was between his arms. She was half awake, but looked comfortable enough. Taking the last few steps to be by his side, Sarada sat down next to him and stroked his hair. He was still burning up.

"Boruto," she stroked his cheek. "I brought your medicine."

"Mm. Mm mm." He shook his head slightly. "Cold."

"Still?" Sarada put the glass and pill down, walking into their closet to fetch another quilt and close the windows on her way back to him. It was a sunny day, and it was a shame he was missing it. She draped the quilt over him and tucked him in, sitting back down and stroking his hair. "Better now?"

"Mmhmm." Boruto sighed softly, the furrow between his brows lessening slightly. Then, out of nowhere, he blanched. "What the hell are you doing back in here?!" He yelled, or tried to, but he was getting hoarse. His blue eyes weakly looked to her and then he visibly relaxed. "Oh…"

Her dark eyes crinkled at the corner, the mask hiding her smile. "Take your medicine, please? I want you to get better. Mama said I have to stay away from you, and I don't want that."

Boruto sat up, grabbing the glass of water and the pills without waiting another moment. He took it quickly and drank half the water, groaning after he set the glass aside. "I don't want that either. How long is this going to last? Couple hours?"

"Mama said if you don't get better by tomorrow you should go to the hospital, or she can come here."

"TOMORROW?!" Boruto gasped and then groaned. "No way. I'm not going all day and all night without you. I'm not going to lose to this shit."

She giggled and kissed his cheek, despite the mask separating them. "I know you won't. Go back to sleep, I have to prepare the other room. I'll come back to check on you in a while and run a bath for you."

Boruto grabbed her hand before she could move, face fallen to show his turmoil. "Prepare the other room? For what?"

Sarada's eyes softened. "Just in case, love. Mama said I might get infected because I'm pregnant… I don't want to stay away, either. So rest up and get better, okay?"

"But… but… I miss you."

She cupped his face and sighed. "I miss you too. Go back to sleep, okay? I'll let Cookie stay with you so you have company."

"You'll come back?" He asked, forcing himself to let her hand go.

"Of course. I'll check in on you."

"Okay… I love you." Boruto said, offering her a small, sad smile.

"I love you too." Sarada smiled and stroked his cheek. "Sleep well, love." She knew Boruto would delay further, so she took her laptop from the bed and walked out of the room, closing the door softly behind her.

She picked the room at the end of the hall, as it had a desk and the windows were bigger there. The breeze was delightful and warm, it made her feel worse that Boruto was still feeling cold. Sarada set up her laptop on the table and placed her phone next to her laptop, quickly checking if she had any notifications. When it was clear, she opened up the cabinet and started putting clean sheets on the twin-sized bed, sad that she might have to spend the night here and not next to her fiancée.

Sarada was able to get a solid hour of work done until she stood up to get some water for herself and check on Boruto. Cookie was running around the bed, while he was fast asleep. Taking pity on Cookie, she put her on the floor instead, and left the door open in case she wanted to wander outside.

After preparing lunch, Sarada ate it up and then brought some to Boruto. He was still bundled up, but texting on his phone when she came in. His fever wasn't as high as it was, but his cheeks were flushed, and he was still hot to her touch. "How're you feeling?" She placed the food on the side table and sat next to him.

"Hot as hell." He muttered. "Am I sweating? I feel sweaty… I was just going to text you…"

Sarada hummed and stroked his face. "Not really… I can run you a warm bath.

"Thank you, but you don't have to. You have enough to worry about. I'll try to eat and then take a bath." He smiled and sat up more comfortably so he could eat.

Seeing Boruto so weak and not feeling well was new to her. His shoulders shuddered when the quilt fell off him and she wanted nothing more than to wrap her arms around him to keep him warm. "I can stay a bit," she offered weakly. "I can also give you a bath."

Being pregnant made her happy, but times like these, she wished she wasn't so she could take care of him properly.

"Give me a bath?" That caught his attention and had him looking at her with arched brows.

Sarada chuckled. "Yes, love. After you eat. You can text me when you finish."

"Okay… you're right. I probably could use your help." He nodded. "As long as you wear your mask."

"Of course." She smiled under her mask and stroked his cheek before leaving him to eat.

Back in the spare room, Sarada opened up her emails and got to work again, but it didn't last long when she received a text from him ten minutes after. She arched her brow. If he was done eating, that was too fast… regardless, she put her mask back on and walked back to their room. True enough, his food was all gone. "That was fast."

"Hungry. I feel a little better now. Hot though." He got out of bed, face much softer than it had been all day. "Bath time?"

"Okay," Sarada grinned and held on to his hand as she led him to the bathroom. She let the water run and placed some bubble bath, too. Turning to face him, she removed his shirt and hugged him before removing the rest of his clothes and helping him into the tub. She pulled up a small chair and sat on it, letting the suds bubble around them. "Is the water okay?"

"Yes, warm but not too hot. Comfy. Feels good." He sighed happily while sinking down into the water. "After this bath I think I'll be good as new."

"I hope so," Sarada said and dunked a small towel in the tub and folded it before putting it on his head. "I don't like seeing you sick."

"I don't like it at all. Takes my princess away." He complained with a pout.

She softened at that and had to agree. His fever wasn't dying down yet, and she was afraid it would turn out to be something serious. Sarada felt sad, and her voice lowered. "I know."

"What if… one day, Ita-kun gets the fever? I think I would be very scared." Boruto frowned, crossing his legs and gliding his hands around in the water.

The thought of her baby suffering made her heart hurt. "I would be, too. But he'll be okay," Sarada placed her hand on his shoulder and sighed. "You'll be fine, love." Sarada wasn't so sure if she was saying that to reassure him, or herself.

"Yeah… thanks to you." He hummed, a look of ease and fondness filling his eyes. "How's work?"

Sarada sighed. "And you, of course. Work is slow today, thankfully. I really like the room at the end of the hall. But I miss having you around already."

"Ha. Don't go getting comfortable. You won't be in there long." He rolled his eyes. "Of course I want you to be healthy… so I will accept it. Just this once. I'm never getting sick again."

She laughed at that. "I do hope you get better soon. I don't think I can sleep right without you later." It was selfish of her to think that, but as far as she knew, Boruto also had trouble sleeping away from her.

"Cookie can't compare to your cuddles," Boruto whined. "She is warm though…"

"That's because she's still small," Sarada shook her head, laughing lightly. "Wait until she gets bigger. We won't have room on our bed anymore."

"She's growing so fast… I bet Ita-kun will be the same. Growing up before we know it."

Sarada hummed and nodded. "I bet he will. And I hope he'll be what I wished for him in his time capsule." Being close to Boruto and helping him soap his body was making Sarada feel better, it made her miss him less and talking to him like this was making her forget he was even sick.

"And what was that exactly?" He pressed, lips pulled apart in a grin.

"Stop fishing," she splashed his face lightly with water. "I already showed you part of it."

Boruto snickered and resisted the urge to splash her back. "Fine, I'll wait. I'm feeling a lot better, ya know. I think I could go for a good thriller."

"You want to watch in the family room?" Sarada asked. "I can bring your quilt down for you."

"You don't have to do so much, Princess. I'm okay." Boruto said, though he didn't bother trying to hide how happy he was with the offer. "I'd rather be down there, but I think I'll stay in the bedroom just to keep the sickness from spreading through the house. Until I know it's gone for good."

"Okay," she replied and helped him get rinsed out. She pulled the plug for him, and helped him out of the tub, taking a towel and drying him off. It was nice to have the roles reversed for a change, as Boruto was always the one taking care of her and drying her off. Despite his skin being flushed, and his occasional shivers, Boruto still looked so good.

Sarada took the pajamas she prepared for him, not letting him fuss when he didn't want to wear the sweater, but he had to sweat the fever out. "You said you were cold," she argued. "Stay warm and go back to bed."

"But I got hot and I'm already warm. I'm not even sick anymore. Right now." He huffed and complained, but he still put the sweater on. "Sweater in summer… never in my life."

"You're sick, so this is your life now," her eyes narrowed at him and she pushed him towards the bedroom and made him sit down on the bed. She took the water and the medicine and handed it to Boruto. "Here you go, love."

"More of this shit?" He accepted both begrudgingly and took the medicine. "Alright, definitely better. No more."

She pressed her hand on his forehead and tutted. "You still have a fever, Boruto. Go back to sleep."

"I'm not sleepy!" He shook his head, glaring mildly at her. "I said I'm going to watch a movie. Or a series maybe. Don't worry, I'll text you."

Sarada sighed and put her hands on her hips. And he said she was difficult. That wasn't the case right now, though. "Fine!" She bit out. "Stay sick, and make me stay away from you even more." She marched right out of the room, leaving Boruto and went straight down the hall into her temporary room. Sarada lied down on the bed and removed her mask. There were a few email notifications on her phone and she decided to check them out while she stayed in bed.

Sarada got a text from Boruto and felt her face pucker up. She was still angry with him, but when she read his text, all her anger dissipated.

"I'm sorry. I love you."

Her face softened and she smiled but texted back. "Stop being so annoying."

Boruto replied after a few seconds, first with a photo of the TV with a creepy looking title on and then another of her fave, up close and personal. He was grinning, cheeks still flushed and blue eyes closed.

"I know. You're so sweet and perfect."

Sarada scoffed, but ended up giggling. "Get well soon, love. I'll go back to work." She took a photo of the white desk, facing the window. Her laptop screen was blacked out, but the afternoon light spilled in, making it look inviting. Who knew a workstation could look so good?

"Okay. If I scream, I'm okay."

Sarada barely felt the rest of the afternoon go by, hard at work and Boruto was no longer sending her texts every minute, spoiling the scary movie he was watching for her. Sarada was glad she wasn't there but felt bad for their little puppy when Boruto sent her a photo of Cookie hiding under the quilt.

It was already six in the evening and the sun was setting when she looked up from her laptop. Deciding takeout would be faster, she picked something from Thunder Burger for them and put on a new mask before going into their bedroom.

Boruto was sitting on his side of the bed, with Cookie taking Sarada's spot. She looked a little calmer now, and Boruto's face didn't look so red. Sarada walked over and crawled into bed, placing her hand on his forehead. "Better!" She beamed. "How are you feeling?"

"Shocked. Sometimes these people really go for the most ridiculous shit." He shook his head and sighed. "It's pretty good though. I say that and yet I'm expecting an end that is really going to piss me off. Only a few episodes left!"

She smiled and hugged him, resting her head on his chest, careful not squish Cookie in between. A satisfied sigh escaped her lips and she closed her eyes. "Maybe we can sleep together tonight, after all."

"Yeah!" Boruto nodded excitedly. "If I'm fever free, I think it's fine. We could even switch beds to be safe and cuddle close on that little twin bed."

"We could," Sarada agreed eagerly. "Though it isn't half as comfy as our bed. Oh, and I ordered Thunder Burger for dinner. Sorry, I lost track of time while working."

"I don't care as long as I can hold you and feel you, and smell you. Thunder Burger, you say? Throat is kinda sore but I can taste the perfection already."

"I knew you would like it," Sarada grinned. "But your throat is sore?" Her hands cupped both sides of his face. "What else are you feeling? Have you been coughing?"

"No." He shook his head slowly. "That was it really. Cold, hot, sore throat. Sweaty, but not since my bath."

That was relieving to hear. "Okay, good."

It wasn't long until the doorbell rang and their food had arrived. Boruto was able to leave their room, and they ate in the dining area, having a sense of normalcy come between them again. While they were cleaning up, Sarada noticed that Boruto's face was starting to get a little red again, and when she pressed her hand to his forehead, she frowned. "Your fever is back again."

"What?" He looked as if that was the last thing he expected, even going as far as feeling his own forehead. "I'm fine. It's just a little cool in here."

This made her frown deepen. "The AC isn't even on, Boruto." Sarada went into the kitchen and put on another mask, feeling frustrated and upset he was still sick. "Go back upstairs, I'll clean up here."

Boruto wanted to argue, he was feeling completely dejected over having fever again. "Should I take medicine again?" He asked, walking behind her. "I could take it and then I won't have the fever…"

"Yes, do take it." Sarada pulled out the bottle of pills and handed it to him. "Just one, okay?" She prepared a glass of water for him to take with him upstairs. "I'll be up to tuck you in. Just give me a few minutes, okay?"

"Okay…" he trailed off, watching her for a moment longer before making his way upstairs like she told him to.

When she finished up and turned off the lights downstairs, she found Boruto sitting in bed, a sad look on his face as he held the thermometer in his hands. Sarada took a peek and gasped at the temperature, it rose since dinner, and it genuinely concerned her. "Oh, Boruto." She hugged him and stroked his back. "You'll be better tomorrow, okay? I'll call Mama to come and have a look."

"I'm sorry…" Boruto whispered as he hugged her back, giving her a little squeeze before pulling away. "Don't worry okay, Cookie will look after me. You go on, you need to sleep."

I won't be able to without you.

Part of her really wanted to say it, and perhaps sleeping with a mask on wouldn't be so bad. But it would only make him feel worse and she didn't want that at all. "Okay. Good night." Sarada kissed his cheek and petted Cookie before walking out of the room, heart feeling heavy that she would be in the same house, but not be able to sleep with him for the night.

Sarada knew she wouldn't sleep a wink without him.

A/N: We imagine Boruto is such a big dramatic baby when he gets sick! Lol. What else do you think he would do, other than tell Sarada to get out. hahaha!

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