A/N: Brace yourselves for the longest chapter I've written yet :D

It's actually been building up in my mind for a while so I hope you'll enjoy it!

Chomei breathed the liberating fresh air with a sense of relief. Free at last, she was, from years and years of captivation. It was a man, a rather subdued and introverted man in his olive-coloured long coat and dark glass, that unlocked her seal.

She could instantly tell that he was an Aburame, a shinobi that meticulously specialised in handling insects. His chakra and the cloud of bugs swirling around him, seeping in and out of his sleeves, betrayed his identity. She was an insect herself, sort of. She wondered what his intentions were. He was unlikely to be affiliated with her devious captor, for she distinctly remembered the man's resolute declaration that she and her siblings – the other children of Hagomoro – would spend eternity in incarceration.

Curious, she sought answers: "Who are you?"

Sasuke didn't seem fazed at all. Granted, years of Machiavellian politics and ruthless slaughter had made such tactics seem rather blasé in his eyes.

"Go on. Enlighten me me," Sasuke snorted.

"It's… complicated," Boruto said, striking a balanced tone. "But, in short, I believe this world could be in danger. Existential danger."

"And what makes you think that?" Sasuke asked, more amused than concerned.

Boruto panicked, for just an instant, struggling to select the correct words to proceed. He had to get this right. He was no match for Sasuke in terms of physical strength, but if he could find some way to lure the man into a battle of minds, into his memories, he might have stood a chance – a barely existent fragment of hope.

Boruto was sure of it now. This man wanted to avoid talking about his past, the bonds he had forged back in his halcyon days with Team 7. That was why he fought and killed Naruto in the first place. That was why he refused to interact with Sarada, for she reminded him of Sakura, a woman who once loved him deeply. That was why he dealt with Sakura in such a brusque manner. That was why Sasuke approached the two with ruthless precision, batting away all emotions when dealing with them. That was why the man slaughtered so many members of the Konoha Eleven and wiped out the Taka. He wanted to severe his past completely and totally.

But in the midst of all this carnage he, Boruto, stood out as an odd case. The more he thought about, the more he realised that while Sasuke's hostilities haven't entirely subsided, the man did not want him dead. Perhaps it was sentimentality: Boruto had, much to his personal irritation, been reminded on a regular basis his physical similarities with his father. Perhaps Boruto represented something else, a sliver of humanity Sasuke never truly wanted to relinquish.

"Boruto," Sasuke scolded. "I'm warning you, if you're going to say something, say it now. I want none of that nonsense you've been spewing before."

"Does the name Otsusuki ring a bell?" Boruto finally began. He needed to be a little vague, to pluck the man's curiosity.

"Why of course, the Sage of Sixth Paths was an Otsusuki, as was his brother, as was his mother… Kaguya Otsusuki," Sasuke replied, still not entirely impressed with the boy's words. "And you're bringing them up because…?"

"Has it ever occurred to you – I mean, have you ever even contemplated about the possibility that… there may be more of them out there?" Boruto explained carefully. He had to appear levelheaded lest Sasuke started dismissing his words as part of a delusional rant. "Because there are."

In a different world, a frustrated Naruto Uzumaki punched a tree. It shook furiously, almost crashing down.

"Naruto," Hinata said as she approached him, gently placing her arms on his shoulders. "Calm down, please."

Naruto considered himself a fairly even-tempered, sensible man with occasional outbursts explained by his inherent hyperactivity and vestiges of brashness back in his younger years. Yet he hadn't felt this infuritated, this helpless, this impotent for a long time. Even when Momoshiki and Kinshiki attacked Konoha, for at least during then, he still had the ability to do something about them.

Not this time.

His son was still trapped in the other dimension and he had no way to reach Boruto.

The boy was on his own now. No. He still had his teammates, Naruto assured himself. Mitsuki and Sarada will help Boruto overcome all the obstacles; they'd do everything for each other, follow each other to hell and back. The three were a close team.

Yet, Naruto reluctantly admitted, that that wouldn't be enough. They still wouldn't stand a chance against Sasuke. Naruto found himself wondering just how his friend turned out in that other world. Would the man spare Boruto? Does he regret any of his actions? Feeling exasperated, Naruto slammed his fists into another tree.

"Naruto! Stop!" Hinata sounded very worried now.

All of a sudden, Naruto felt bad about his behaviour. His wife was likely just as agitated as him, yet here she was, doing her best to calm him down. He hung his head in shame.

"I'm sorry for my outburst, Hinata," he apologised to her and pulled her close.

"There's no need to," she simply replied. "I share your frustrations too – but we have to believe in our son. He's not a weak child. He will find a way, together with his friends."

"It's just… I wish I could have been there to help him," Naruto confessed. "At the time when he needed me most – I mean, you know, survival wise- I'm not going to be there for him. If only I could find a way to reach him-"

"I know, Naruto, I know. But he's not going to live under your protection forever. I'm worried sick for him too, yet there comes a time in every person's live when they must stand on their own," Hinata said, trying to convince both herself and her husband. "Besides, he won't be alone," she added with even more desperation present.

Oh the irony. The most powerful man in the world and he could only hope his son was fine and nothing more.

"Remind me again, how is this suppose to be relevant?" Sasuke pressed on Boruto.

"Momokishi and Kinshiki," Boruto began with a slightly accentuated dramatic tone. He was so going to milk this. "Ever heard of them?"

"No," Sasuke admitted, frowning. "How am I supposed to know if you didn't just make up these names out of thin air?"

"Because they exist," Boruto rebutted confidently. "A year ago, in my dimension, they attacked. They invaded Konoha because they were after the Kyuubi."

"Right – and who are they exactly?"

Boruto could sense a shift in tone. The man was starting to appear interested.

"Two aliens from a different planet, Kaguya's planet to be precise. They absorb chakra from their enemies to form chakra pills and they've been roaming around different planets in search of concentrated forms of chakra. Hence why they were after the Kyuubi," Boruto explained. "They have, at least according to what I've heard, devastated entire planets."

"So… you believe they'll come for us eventually too?" Sasuke asked. "Interesting theory." His expressions were unreadable.

"I have proof," Boruto insisted. "See for yourself."

"…Fine."

Boruto cheered internally. This was his chance. There was no room for messing up.

"Shino Aburame," said the man with dark glasses. "Pleased to meet you."

"Chomei."

They were interrupted by hurried footsteps. Shino disseminated a few tracking insects to determine whether they were reinforcements or from a hostile party.

"On behalf of Hi no Ishi, I've come to free you."

They were whisked to an alien landscape, where the sky was blood red and where they looked more like shadows than fleshed human beings.

"Tsukyomi," Sasuke explained matter-of-factly. "It was my brother's favourite genjutsu technique. Three days here can be but three minutes in the real world. We'll have plenty of time."

Boruto nodded.

Crap, he thought, I'm in Sasuke's territory now. He controls everything here; I'll need to be careful.

Then again, the odds were never stacked in his favour.

"Allow me then," Boruto said. "To show you my childhood. There's a good reason for that."

"Remember: one word about that bullshit idealism of yours and we're out."

"Got it."

They were in Boruto's Konoha now. It was only a few weeks before the graduation exams and ceremony at the Academy.

"Yup, we're here," Boruto remarked. "Let me show you around my hometown."

They strolled around the streets, walking past multi-story buildings, laughing families, game arcades and large, colourful neon billboards advertising women's clothing, family activities, bars, children's toys and other less… savory products. It was about 9 or 10 in the morning.

"Hmmm… I know this place," Sasuke simply said.

"Well, the streets haven't really changed since the village's foundation, it's the stuff in it that has," Boruto responded.

"This sure is different," Sasuke noted. Boruto thought he could detect a faint trace of awe – but then again, there's no real way of knowing with this guy.

"And that place, is where my mates and I always go during our free time," Boruto said as he gestured towards the games arcade. "I suppose you've never heard of video games." Witnessing Sasuke's lack of response – presumably the closest indication of incredulity possible – Boruto continued: "It's like virtual reality? I mean, games come in all shapes and forms. My favourite is the one where you get to join a team and you guys have to complete missions, fight other teams, retrieve rare objects, whatnot.

"And what's the point of that?" Sasuke asked wryly, "That's pretty much what you do as a genin in real life anyway."

"It's different! It's so much cooler!" Boruto said, almost pouting. No one insults his favourite game. No one. "Plus, there are other games. There's this one that I got Chocho addicted to for a while, much to Sarada's irritation, which involved one playing the character of a waitress and serving people food in a restaurant. Oh and another one where you start a virtual family."

"You haven't really answered my question, kid," Sasuke sighed.

"I'll show you!" Boruto offered, not waiting for a response. He started dragging the man towards the archive.

Sasuke pushed Boruto away: "I know how to walk."

They've spent almost and hour there and Sasuke was visibly annoyed.

"And this is what you wanted to show me?" Sasuke asked skeptically after they finished another round of "Dinner Dash," which involved two players racing to serve the most people in a take-away restaurant. Boruto was topping the scoreboard – though not by astronomical levels. Sasuke seemed nonchalant as ever, but Boruto could tell that he got annoyed whenever he lost. The competitive spirits were up.

"It's great isn't it?" Boruto beamed.

"Irrelevant. I'm warning you-"

"Hey, it's okay to admit you've enjoyed this!" Boruto said, grinning in the most irritable manner (from Sasuke's opinion, at least.)

"Boruto," Sasuke said, sounding serious again. "We didn't come here to waste time on silly games."

"Yeah, silly games that you've spent an hour playing!" Boruto remarked gleefully. He was so going to enjoy taunting the man about this. "You gotta admit, the fact that I've constructed this place out of my memories is pretty impressive."

Indeed, Boruto had been in that arcade for so many hours that he could almost recall every nook and cranny, every trick and cheat of every single game there.

"Explains why you've been winning so much," Sasuke quipped.

"Are you accusing me of cheating?!" Boruto yelled indignantly.

"I never accused you of anything, kid," Sasuke said in a mildly mocking tone. "Now," he continued as the room around them suddenly darkened and the air turned colder, "We're leaving."

Boruto gulped.

"And that kid over there," Boruto commented as he gestured towards a virtual duplicate of himself, "is me."

"I can tell," Sasuke scoffed.

"And the girl he's handing the bento box to," Boruto resumed, ignoring Sasuke's words, "is Sarada Uchiha."

"… yes…" Sasuke noted, nodding. "I've seen her."

"Yeah you knocked her unconscious," Boruto responded with a hint of accusation. "Then again, you've done the same to me, sort of."

No reply from Sasuke.

Whoops.

"Anyways," Boruto continued describing the unfolding scene, "Sarada is heading off to find… well… you're counterpart in this world, who has been gone pretty much since she was born. But here, she's actually following Naruto because he was going to meet up with, well, the other Sasuke."

"Right," Sasuke said as he folded his arms and nodded. "And I'm presuming there's a reason for that?"

"Correct," Boruto answered. "According to dad, the you in my world – my god this is confusing isn't it? – had been hopping between different worlds in search of a threat beyond Kaguya, a threat that the rabbit-goddess herself tried to subdue. In the process, Sarada was left to being raised by Sakura alone. Heck, she even thought she was adopted for a while. But after this affair, well, she's been much better. She wants to be Hokage now-"

"Stick to the point," Sasuke interjected. He appeared rather uncomfortable, or at least as uncomfortable as someone who has spent his past decade hollowing out his emotions could be.

"The threat came during the chuunin exams," Boruto explained.

"Would you like to take me there?" Sasuke pressed on. This wasn't a question, nor a request; it was an order.

They were now in Boruto's house and a scene of celebration transformed into one of disaster right before their eyes. Himawari burst into tears as Naruto's shadow clone evaporated, dropping a vanilla and strawberry cake. Boruto recalled his own feelings of rage as he witnessed himself yell about his father in fury while his mother's disappointed gaze did not go unnoticed.

"You know, being the Hokage's kid wasn't all that great. I hated it at first. Dad was so busy all the time he'd always just send his shadow clones to spend time with us. I really resented him back then," Boruto started speaking. It came out spontaneously – he hadn't planned to tell Sasuke all of this.

"And may I ask, what changed that?" Sasuke asked. There was no semblance of impatience, no irritation at Boruto's disclosure of information and affairs unrelated to Momokishi and Kinshiki.

Boruto paused and took a deep breath: "A lot of things."

"Who's the vague person now?"

"You'll know later."

Enemy forces and Hi no Ishi reinforcements are approaching at roughly the same speed. Shino sighed as his reconnaissance insects informed him about the status of the newcomers.

"Chomei, looks like we've got to battle our way out of this."

"Oh, I'm so on! It's been seventeen years!"

"Has it?" The man didn't even realise he had spoken, feeling surprised at his own wistful voice. Yes, of course, it has been such a long time since the Fourth Shinobi World War.

"Did you have to try and punch me?" Sasuke raised his eyebrows.

"I was really mad back then," Boruto shrugged. "Besides, that guy wasn't really you."

"True."

They started walking out of Boruto's house.

"So," Sasuke asked, "what did you try to do after that?"

"Watch." It was Boruto's turn for monosyllabic replies.

Sasuke watched the scene before his eyes unfold with amusement. "So it is true… you were my apprentice," he muttered. "They weren't ravings of a delusional kid."

"What?"

"I overheard you sleep-talk," answered Sasuke in an attempt to clear the confusion.

"Yeah, I suppose," Boruto said. "I really wanted to beat my dad, surpass him and become known by my own name and not just some kid of the Hokage."

"Forever in someone's shadow then?" Sasuke asked, this time with a trace of sympathy. "Yeah I know how it can feel like."

"You do?" Boruto questioned surprised at Sasuke's sudden emergence of emotions.

"It's not easy being a second son," Sasuke simply explained, sighing. "Especially if you're brother's a prodigy. But then again, I suppose your case is different."

"Yeah probably," Boruto agreed. "I mean, I'm sort of over this now. I have absolutely zero desire to be Hokage – it's all Sarada's for the taking."

They stood their grown as their surroundings shifted again, morphing into a forest. The grey pavements gave way to soil and dirt, the houses with their dim lights to dense dark foliage, the somber street lights to solid tree trunks, night to day.

"What do you want to be?" That was Sasuke's query. He sounded mildly curious and invested.

"I… I want to protect all my friends and family and my village from the shadows," Boruto answered. "I don't need titles or honours. Just a trail of good deeds would be enough."

"Well you're more articulate than that idiot ever was," Sasuke commented, his attention being completely fixated away from the two figures camping in the distance. He didn't care what the other equivalent of himself and Boruto were talking about. It did not concern him whatsoever.

"Yeah I haven't exactly succeeded much to be honest," Boruto remarked in a self-deprecating manner. It was true, brutally so.

"You're still young."

"I guess," Boruto said, sighing. "Anyways, I probably should tell you more about what's going on here."

"You really don't have to."

"I was just really frustrated with everything," Boruto continued talking. "It was a bad day of training. I tried asking if my dad had any weaknesses. You know, from what I've heard, he overcame a lot. Loneliness, abandonment, resentment. He was a pretty bad loser at the beginning – heh, he still is at times – but bit by bit he learnt how to conquer his weaknesses. That's what's important. And you? You helped him along the way, a great deal more than you could have suspected."

There was no reply.

"Right, we should get going," Boruto announced, sensing the awkwardness.

They arrived right in the midst of a fight. Boruto was facing off against Shikadai Nara in the third round of the chuunin exams. And he was losing. To be precise, it was the moment when Shikadai had encircled Boruto with his shadow binding jutsu.

Then Boruto turned everything around almost miraculously (if one hadn't noticed his usage of the scientific ninja tool), producing hundreds of shadow clones that instantly overwhelmed Shikadai, overstretching his jutsu and forcing him to surrender. On the distant balcony, Temari and Sakura chuckled while Ino facepalmed in annoyance.

"You cheated," Sasuke commented.

"I did," Boruto said, wincing as he remembered that infamous day: the humiliation, the shame and the tumult that came after. "I used the scientific ninja tool-kit. It was a pretty recent invention."

"Technology has progressed a lot in your world, hasn't it?"

"Indeed."

"So not only were you a loser, you were also a cheater," Sasuke said, switching the topic.

"Yeah I was," Boruto concurred.

Sasuke looked taken aback by the boy's acquiescence: "You're not offended?"

"It's true," Boruto admitted frankly. "I'm ashamed of it, of course. But no, I'm not offended when people point it out. I can't exactly erase what I've done."

Naruto was now descending the stares, making his way towards Boruto, who was still basking in his triumph in the middle of the stadium.

"Oh you're about to get exposed," Sasuke noted.

Naruto was now holding out Boruto's arm, stripping away his sleeves and revealing his hidden cheating tool. The boy hung his head in shame. As the whole stadium was gripped in disbelief, Katasuke – head of Science Ninja Weapons Team – approached centre stage and began talking about the marvels of the scientific ninja tool, boasting about its ability to enhance the strength of its user.

"I know," Boruto said, more resigned than irritated. "What happened already happened. That," he continued as a giant, otherworldly ogre descended upon the stadium and stripped everyone's attention away from Katasuke's ramblings, "was when Momoshiki and Kinshiki appeared."

Sasuke's gaze was now fixated on Kinshiki. Naruto shielded his son from the encroaching enemy. Kinshiki hurled his finger trips, which were laced with bright red chakra weapons, into the ground, creating a huge way that sent everyone flying on their backs. This guy was dangerous – it would be problematic if he indeed decided to target the world.

All around them, the stadium was crumbling, crumbling, crumbling.

In fact, Sasuke and Boruto were the only ones not running around in panic. The boy pointed the man towards members of the Konoha 11 and their descendants, much to the latter's displeasure ("For the last time Boruto, stop with all that distraction," Sasuke would complain.) The other Sasuke rescued Sarada in the brink of time, saving her from a collapsing structure – Boruto especially emphasised this to the man standing next to him. He thought he could detect a tinge of emotion. Was it regret? Shame? Boruto couldn't tell.

Then, out of the blue, emerged Momoshiki, who eyed Naruto excitedly with his Byakugan and proceeded to kick the Nanadaime right in the gut, causing him to fly out of the stadium.

A dangerous scenario indeed. None of Boruto's attacks via the scientific ninja tool worked. Yet Naruto emerged from behind and attacked Momokishi while Shikamaru used his shadow binding jutsu to temporarily paralyse the two. But soon, Momokishi was able to dispel the jutsu by absorbing it into the Rinnegan embedded in his left hand.

"We can't use our powers out here, everyone will get dragged in."

"It seems like I'm the one they're after."

Those were the words spoken between the Naruto and Sasuke of Boruto's world. The intimacy and camaraderie they displayed was so evident that Boruto thought he saw his companion shift in discomfort.

"I am Kinshiki Otsusuki and this is Lord Momoshiki Otsusuki," the giant ogre explained.

"Just what do you want with me?" demanded Naruto.

"We'll turn the scattered chakra into one fruit and finish what Kaguya failed to do," came Kinshiki's raspy voice

"The scroll said these guys would come to retrieve the chakra from the divine tree, which is why Kaguya was amassing an army of white Zetsu," the other Sasuke elucidated.

"And this fruit stuff?"

"They want to use it to make pills."

"Pills?"

"A kind of medicine."

"That's right," Momoshiki said smugly, smirking at the inferior beings that lay right before his eyes. "As long as we have this, we remain young, immortal and invincible." He brandished out a red pill, which resembled some sort of fruit. "You poor awkward humans," Momoshiki taunted, "unless you train and preserve endlessly and pointlessly you get nowhere at all. But me, just watch, with this pill I can acquire true power instantly, with no effort whatsoever."

"Don't make me laugh," Naruto rebuked resolutely. "True power is something you have to earn."

Momoshiki laughed as he swallowed the pills and summoned a giant tailed beast ball surrounding by swirls of fire, water and wind: "Here's a jutsu I acquired."

The other Boruto trembled in fear, creating a shadow clone in hopes of better protecting himself and Sarada.

"How brave," Sasuke noted sardonically.

Momoshiki hurled the giant tailed beast ball at them and out of the ashes emerged the giant head of the Kyuubi as Naruto guarded everyone from the attack. The other Sasuke quickly coated it with the armour of the Susanoo. Yet the relentless barrage of jutsu coming from Momoshiki began mercilessly peeling the purple layer off, even snipping into the Kyuubi's left ear.

Finally, Momoshiki summoned an even larger tailed beast ball, preparing to finish this battle once and for all.

They were now in the Hokage's office, or to be clear, Naruto's office. They were alone with a despondent Boruto, gazing at the portraits of other former Hokage's in shame.

"The two are indeed dangerous," Sasuke said gravely. "If they were to attack my world… Things would be very difficult indeed. No, near impossible."

"It took five Kages, plus me and, well, you in the other world to defeat them," Boruto added. "So yes, things are very bad indeed."

"Or they might not even decide to attack. Still, it's good for precaution to plan for the worse scenario."

"You know, you can't take on these guys alone. Right?" Boruto asked.

Silence.

"Do you… regret anything?" Boruto added after sensing unease in the air.

"… Boruto, being Hokage is a solitary job. Like what you said, you can't erase what you've done. There is no doubt that things… turned out differently in your world." Sasuke was mincing words. "But it has all come to far, things have diverged too much for me to be thinking about any alternatives. In reality, the five nations are united into one. In reality, there have been no wars for nearly two decades, not even minor skirmishes. In reality, even those who hate me and oppose still have their place under the sky."

"And Sakura?" Boruto gently prodded on.

"I never understood why she liked me," Sasuke said, sighing. "Truth to be told, her turning into the leader of Hi no Ishi, her resentment of me is… more preferable to all the heartbreak that would have happened. It was all so long ago."

"And Sarada?"

"You the girl who could have been my daughter? What about her?"

"Do you… have any feelings for her?"

"Ah what could have been… She may be his daughter, but she is not mine. She is but a person from another dimension," Sasuke whispered.

"So am I?" Boruto pointed this out.

"So are you."

The door opened and in came Sasuke Uchiha.

"I think we can skip this," the Sasuke from the other world stated.

"You got that right," the other Sasuke told the other Boruto.

"Er… I think we may have missed something," Boruto said while scratching his head. "We may have spoken a little too much."

"Whatever."

They stayed quiet as they observed the other duo interact.

"… without the sister who adores you and your mother who cares so much about you, you'd be just like how your father used to be. Well, what now?"

"So my dad.., can you tell me what he did?"

"So it's not just his weaknesses you are interested in? Ask him yourself. I'm to go rescue him."

"I can sense his chakra. In other words, he's still alive."

"I don't get it uncle Sasuke, why are you even bothering with me at all?"

"You're actually quite a strong shinobi. I may have lost to him, but you can be the one who surpasses him."

"But how are you able to tell that?"

"Well, you are his son aren't you? And my number one student. But even more than that, you're a worse loser than Naruto ever was."

"Loser – what do you mean?"

"All I mean is that you hate to lose."

All of a sudden, the world started turning and turning all around Boruto. He was whisked out of the room, out of that genjutsu-induced world and into the real one, or at least one particular version of it.

The remainder of Boruto's experience? It seemed that Sasuke would have none of it.

Sarada sat in silence in the Hi no Ishi base, listening with hostile disinterest at the way Sakura communicated with Kakashi and her fellow comrades. The way the woman talked, the way she smiled, the way she gestured – it all disgusted Sarada.

"We've got a prisoner!" declared a Hi no Ishi operative as he walked into the room, dragging in a man covered with seals.

"Get a Yamanaka to interrogate him. We need to obtain as much intel as possible," Sakura ordered.

"Permission to use torture?"

"Permission granted."

Of course, Sarada thought. Of course torture was a phenomenon. Who would have guessed?

From the corner of her eye, Sarada caught a glimpse of Sakura's worried gaze. If that woman was afraid of saying such things in front of Sarada, she can bugger off. Granted, Sarada tried to rationalise again, torture was a thing in her own world too. Though it wasn't used as sparsely as in her parent's childhood. But still, her personal exaggerations aside, she could not get rid of the nagging feeling in her stomach that this Sakura had other things hidden from her.

A/N: So there you go, a scene with Naruto in Boruto's world! :D It's not much but for real, there's really not much the guy can do but hope for the best. He's basically in a state of panic since Boruto's second departure but he's still coping and carrying on with work. He's still got a day job as Hokage after all.

I also took several liberties. One of them being the assumption that Chomei was a she.

Furthermore, I hope this chapter clarified part of Sasuke's seemingly cold attitude towards Sarada and Sakura. Point is, Sarada is not his daughter, at least not in the alternative world. And Sakura is complicated. They're technically arch-enemies for the past 17 years.

Another note: this is not a Sakura-bashing fic. Here we are merely seeing her through Sarada's eyes, which at the moment, are unfavourable towards her. Sakura isn't a perfect character; she's not the same as she was in canon. For obvious reasons. And for the record, I don't hate Sakura at all. I'll admit she isn't my favourite character nor my favourite female character, but I don't hate her. She has her strengths, her flaws.

And finally, the whole thing with Momoshiki and Kinshiki. Before all of you speculate about anything, a small reminder that Boruto bringing them up is mainly a strategy done to get Sasuke interested in hearing about his experiences. That being said, they may show up or they may not. You'll have to wait and see!

Please leave your thoughts and comments in the reviews! I read every single one them and they make all the hours spend working on this story so worth it!

Until next time :)