· Ding-dong. Ding-dong.
Hinata opened the door and a soft smile appeared on her lips at the sight of Sarada standing there. "Aah, Sarada-chan! Welcome! Bolt mentioned that you'd come over today. You two have some kind of a project to do together, ne?" She was always so welcoming, that it sometimes made Sarada kind of.. awkward? She didn't know how to react to such niceness. A simple smile and scratch behind the neck were followed. "Yeah.. uh.. Is.. Is he here?" the Uchiha questioned and then immediately regretted it. Well, of course he was here, why would he invite her then? God.. Hinata was about to say something else, when Bolt suddenly appeared behind his mother and groaned lodly. "Ugh, mom! Just let her come in so we can finish this shit!" Hinata stepped away so she could let Sarada in and turn to her son, her thin eyebrows furrowing in a frown and hands crossed over her chest in disapproval. "Boruto! How many times have I told you to not use such language! My, what a foul mouth! Sarada-chan, excuse my son's rudeness!" Sarada smiled slightly at this statement – she was, indeed, used to his rudeness and stupidity. If only Hinata knew half of the other shit her son was up to.. Perhaps she was bad at controlling him. "No problem, Hinata-san!" Bolt rolled his eyes and went upstairs, not saying anything. Sarada simply followed him.
His room was.. well, not as messy as she expected it, but it was still very usual and boy-ish style with suit Bolt. He put his hands behind his head and laid down on his bed, crossing his legs in the air. Sarada frowned at that –he wasn't planning on doing nothing, was he? "We have a project to do, if you have forgotten!" the Uchiha reminded him, crossing her hands over her chest. Bolt just stared at her for a while with his deep blue eyes, then let out a snort, which made Sarada raise her eyebrow at him.
"Man, I really wanted to go out tonight, now this stupid project.." the boy complained, as if he had every problem in this world. God, he was such a brat! Sarada didn't feel like arguing with him right now, so her only option was to make him do it.. voluntary. "Look, it's just 8 p.m. right now. We do the project for two hours and then you're free to do whatever you want to and we won't be forced to be around each other anymore. Deal?" Bolt stared at her again for a while before shrugging and getting out of the bed. He sat down on the floor and they began working on their project.
A few hours later, everything was done. Sarada let out a yawn escape her lips – around this time she was usually preparing to go to bed. "See, wasn't that hard? Now you can go out or whatever." Bolt shrugged and leaned against his bed. "Nah, I don't feel like going out anymore. Man, this dumbass project drained all my energy!" the blonde complained again, which really frustrated Sarada. "Whatever.. I'm going home." Her words were followed by Sarada getting up, grabbing her now half-empty bag and preparing to walk out. "You want me to walk you home or something? Ya know, it's kind of dangerous around this time.." Bolt suggested, which left Sarada staring at him with her eyes open wide for a while. Wow.. well, that was unexpected, at least from someone like Bolt. "Hn, I can take care of myself." Sarada crossed her hands over her chest, before mumbling a "goodbye". "Yeah.. whatever. Bye." Was Bolt's reply.
On her way of the house, Sarada saw Hinata and Himawari standing on the table, perhaps waiting for Naruto. He was always busy, being a Hokage and all.. but at least he was still there for his family. And Hinata didn't seem to be unhappy and worn-out like Sakura did. Himawari seemed happy and cheerful – she was this innocent little girl who was always nice and everybody loved.. it made Sarada want to protect her and wonder what kind of brother Bolt was.. but nevertheless, their family did seem way more happy than Sarada's.
For some reason, the Uchiha didn't feel like going home yet. Her mother was probably asleep by now – or perhaps passed out because she drank too much again, so she wouldn't worry. Or even if she worried, it wouldn't make any difference. Sakura worried all the time.. that's all she did. And Sarada was tired – she wanted a happy, nice family, too. But she couldn't make her mother happy, only one person was able to do that – Sasuke Uchiha, and he left.
Sarada sat down on a bench which was near Bolt's house. She could see the house perfectly from here and everything that was going on inside.. except for Bolt's room, because of the curtains. Sarada saw how Hinata was looking at the clock, then decided to go to bed. She finally shut the lights off. Now, the whole house was dark. Everybody was sleeping.. suddenly, the front door opened and there was, surprisingly, Himawari. She was wearing short denim pants, a really really short black crop top and a baby purple jacket which wasn't zipped up and showed off the girl's curves.
Sarada just stared at her for a few minutes in disbelief – was this.. was this Himawari Uzumaki? Why the hell was she dressed like that (wasn't she only fifteen?) and was she sneaking out? Didn't her mother notice? Didn't her goddamn brother notice? Himawari began walking until she noticed Sarada – even more surprisingly, she didn't seem scared or worried by the fact that she was caught. The girl simply approached Sarada and sat down next to her.
"Sarada-chan, what are you doing here?" Himawari questioned, putting her hands in the pockets of her purple jacket casually. Sarada was still too stunned to speak.. "Uhh—I—Himawari, what are you doing? Why are you out at such time, like this..?" the Uchiha mumbled the last part, unsure if it would sound offensive. Himawari let out a small laugh; then her lips formed in a smile which was kind of indescribable, but seemed really cheerful and kind of mysterious – only someone like the young Uzumaki girl could pull it off. "Oh, you know, nothing much. But what about you, Sarada-chan? Don't tell me you're stalking my brother!"
Sarada could feel her cheeks flushing red at that last statement. Sarada? Stalking? How.. how could she say something like that! "As if! Why would I- Wait Himawari, don't change the topic!" the Uchiha suddenly realized that the Uzumaki had changed to topic to Sarada, but was again, interrupted.
"No? Then why are you here?" Silence. Sarada wasn't quite sure how to explain it – she didn't have an explanation, not really. "I don't know.. I just.. I don't want to go home yet." The ravenette mumbled, praying that the young Uzumaki wouldn't start asking question. Fortunately, she didn't.
"Well.." Himawari began speaking as she got up from the bench "I have to go. See ya!" and with that, the Uzumaki left, walking down the street until she disappeared from Sarada's sight. Suddenly, the Uchiha felt her eyes becoming heavy and she was way too tired to move – perhaps laying on the bench a little wouldn't hurt, would it?
"Oi! Are you homeless or what? Seriously, Sarada, what the fuck? Why are you sleeping on the bench? Oi, Sarada!"
The girl slowly opened her eyes and realized that her whole body was in pain. Then she saw a pair of blue eyes watching her.. and blonde hair.. and why was she in such pain? A few moments later and the Uchiha came to the conclusion that she had slept on bench last night, therefore the reason of her pain. And now, she felt really really embarrassed that Bolt had to find her like that.
"Man, what is wrong with you? Sleeping on benches? You could have called me, you could stay over or something.. but sleeping like that? All night? What the fuck.." Bolt continued his rambling, ignoring Sarada's groans of pain and she got up from the bench. She just frowned at him in an attempt to hide her embarrassment. Now, she remembered what happened before she felt asleep – right.. Himawari. That would also be a good way to change the topic from herself.
"Last night.. Himawari. She went out really late!" Sarada mumbled.
"Yeah.. I know. Did something happen to her?" Bolt asked, suddenly concerned.
"You know? YOU KNOW? You let your sister out that late? Anything could happen to her, you complete idiot!" Sarada suddenly started yelling, not believing that Bolt could be so.. irresponsible, even when it came to his little sister.
"First of all, calm down. It's none of your business, and besides, Himawari is smarter than that. She's always home in the morning. Also, not to mention that I wouldn't let anything happen to her. Now, why the fuck are you sleeping on the bench in front of my house?"
A frown appeared on her face as Sarada crossed her hands over her chest and snorted.
"None of your business." With that, she just left, leaving a frustrated Bolt behind her.