characters: sarada uchiha and boruto uzumaki
genre: angst/tragedy/family
rating: g
tw: major character death
For You
When Sarada saw Boruto, it hurt to look at him. He had her father's headband, her father's sword, her father's principles.
He had inherited the parts of him that didn't need to be passed down by blood.
His fight with Kawaki proved him the victor, and now they gazed at the ruins of Konoha from atop the Hokage monument.
The dust had settled, the Ōtsutsuki defeated, the threats to their village relinquished.
They were safe and her father was dead.
Sarada stared at the small bundle in her arms. Her little brother.
While it hurt to look at Boruto, looking at her brother felt like someone tearing out her heart.
He was born three months after her father left the village for the final mission to end Ōtsutsuki once and for all. Her brother was six pounds, thirteen ounces with dark hair and onyx eyes. He was a tiny baby boy that could've passed as Uchiha Sasuke's bunshin when he grew up.
She'll always remember the stoic man with a soft heart, with more love for his family than anyone could ever see or comprehend. One of the strongest shinobi to ever live and one of the most selfless men to ever exist. Her father was a hero.
As Sarada stared at the onyx eyes that matched her father's and her own, she did the motion their father once did to show affection— she tapped the boy's forehead.
It was a tradition her father passed on that will forever fortify his memory.
I miss you, Papa.
She clutched the infant tighter to her chest.
You can rest. I'll protect us now.