"Maybe a nap will help." He'd been feeling down all week. He wasn't even sure why. Everything around him was going great. His days were spent training or with friends or the villagers. Constantly someone wanted to hang out with him. It actually felt like he never had a moment for himself . And yet something didn't feel complete.
Returning after the war brought many changes for him. He remembered the days he would walk the streets of Konoha and have to see the awful stares directed towards him. Now he walked the streets and was constantly greeted and followed. He loved it! The attention the knowledge. Except for one thing..
He still was alone at home. He still didn't go home to anyone. There was no one to greet him and make his place brighter. Maybe one day. But it had been so long that he was starting to doubt it…
Yeah maybe a nap will help.
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He felt so warm. He smiled. He felt at home, finally, in his own home.
Then he heard two voices arguing. And he felt soft grass underneath him.
"But brother we should wake him." The voice of a small girl said.
"Why? If he was really as strong as he thinks he is then he should've woken up a long time ago!" WHAT! He was awake. As a strong ninja, he was choosing to be stealthy, by not moving. Stupid kid.
"But I really want to talk to him!" He mentally sighed. Another fangirl?
"He's probably too busy, like always." Now he was confused. Busy with what? Sleeping?
"He doesn't look busy, are you?" He finally opened his eyes. Blinking a couple times to get adjusted to the sun, he saw two kids. There was a blond kid with the bluest eyes he had ever seen sitting on the ground next to the swing. Sitting on his old swing was the little girl, who just asked him a question, with a soft smile that made him feel like.. home.
"I don't think so. AND I WASNT SLEEPING!" The whole time, he defended himself. "You look familiar. Have we met?" He asked the little girl.
She giggled. It was familiar, kinda like..
"Hey old man. Ive always wanted to ask, whats with all the orange? Do you know how stupid you look. An enemy 50 miles away can see you i bet. Dattabasa!"
"You're the idiot! This color is amazing! Dattebayo! Why do you wear black? You look like" he taught about the most offensive person he can compare him to, "like the idiot Sasuke."
"Sasuke-sensei is pretty cool. So thanks." the blond kid smirked.
If he was eating ramen, he would've spit it out. He was so shocked, he would've spit out ramen. Sasuke-sensei?
"What are you talking about? Sasuke isn't anyones sensei. He's nothing like Iruka-sensei! Or old Pervy sage! or like Kakashi.. Eh wait maybe a little like Kakashi-sensei…" They both think they're the elite silent types! He annoyingly thought.
The blond kid looked at him with a frown. "How many teachers did you have?"
"Huh, oh three i guess. Why? Wait so how do you know Sasuke?" It was impossible, Sasuke has been gone from the village for months. How was he going to train someone when he wasn't here.
"Well he's your rival so of course he is the best candidate to be my teacher. If I'm going to beat you then I need to be trained by the person who is equal to you. Dattabasa!" The blond kid smirked.
"WHAT! EQUAL? Yeah right. Sasuke wishes to be equal to me. As it is the last time we fought we BOTH lost our arm. But i still won, Dattebayo! And beat me? You little... "
"Is that how you lost your arm?" The little girl asked sweetly. Looking at her he was shocked to see tears in her eyes. Why was she crying? Was it for him?
"Um yeah. But I'm fine! It doesn't really bother me much. Dattebayo! " He tried to explain, waving both his arms. the prosthesis and real one. He did not know why he felt the need to comfort her.
"Not much? Im sorry that it is even a little."She looked at him sadly.
Now he knew why she looked SO familiar. "So you're Hinata's sister? I heard she had a little sister. You two look so much alike! But you," He glared at the blond kid," don't look like Hinata. Hinata is sweet and nice. You're so full of yourself."
The little girl giggle while the blond kid exclaimed, "Stupid old man! Himawari is my sister! Dattabasa! And.. Hinata isn't our sister.. She's ..."
"Boruto.." The little girl warned her brother. Wow she can look scary when she wants, He taught as he saw 'Boruto' shut up instantly. It actually reminded him of his own mother.
"Well 'Himawari'," He liked saying that name, "looks like my friend Hinata. Her hair reminds me of how Hinata looked during our genin days." He remembered fondly.
"You think so?" Himawari asked excitedly. It made him smile. Her personality was really contagious. Even Boruto had an actual smile on his face. Huh, made him look nice and well cute like his sister. Those two kids did look alike now. Their similar smile and whiskers not only made them now look alike but they reminded him of himself.
Wait, whiskers?
"Why did you two draw whiskers on yourselves?"
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It took forever to write this with school and holidays. And since I havent seen the Boruto movie yet, I was scared to write the kids point of view. But with some spoilers I decided to go ahead and try it out!
Not sure about it but I hope you all enjoy! Hopefully I can update soon.