Boruto sighed heavily as he watched his ceiling fan spin.

Being grounded for three weeks was the worst. It meant three weeks without social interaction with friends, three weeks without video games, and three weeks without online videos. Basically taking away a part of his life.

He had almost nothing to distract himself with, the only things keeping him sane - for the past week that he had already gone through mind you - were a deck of playing cards, his kunai, a bullseye board, and his shadow clones.

"Stupid old man… takes everything too seriously..." he vented to himself out loud, while his shadow clone listened to him rant about nothing really except his frustrations.

"Well you did trash his office, paint the walls, ceiling, and floor, not to mention that the words and pictures were somewhat inappropriate..." His clone retorted as he looked uncomfortable. Boruto quirked an eyebrow annoyed at the lookalike blond.

"Who's side are you on?" he was feeling aggravated to say the least.

Boruto's clone threw his hands up in defense and shrugged.

"I'm just a clone, and honestly… technically I wasn't there…" he tapped his chin with his index finger, "or was I?" Boruto sighed annoyed, he really needed someone to side with him in this.

"Stop playing mind games on me… you...arg!" he let out a troubled grunt and poofed the clone away. He fell back on his bed ready to sleep away all of his worries. His plan didn't last long as a quiet knock came to his door.

"Who is it?" he questioned frustrated as he was in a foul mood.

"Boruto, dinner is ready" Hinata called from the other side of the door calmly, as it was usual for his mother.

"I'm not hungry." the blond snarled as he sat up glaring at the door.

Hinata had respected her son's privacy but she needed to talk to him. Boruto was going through a tender age and he needed to be guided properly. She wanted her son to grow up to be a healthy young man and have good character just like his father.

"Boruto can I come in?" she asked in a soft voice hoping to calm her son.

"...Sure…" it was true he was pissed but it wasn't his mother's fault. Hinata walked in and sat on her son's bed, patting the spot next to her to signal for her son to sit closer to her.

"..." Boruto scooted over without a word; he was ready to listen to his mother's words but unwilling to change his mind. He wasn't that wrong, the punishment forced on him was completely unfair.

"Boruto, you know that your father and I love you very much," Boruto rolled his eyes, seeing this Hinata pulled him into an embrace, "Boruto I'm serious." she hugged him tightly, almost enough to make him forget he was angry but not quite.

"..." he stood quiet forcing Hinata to continue with the conversation.

"You know… that what you did today was wrong, right?" she felt Boruto stiffen in her embrace but said nothing.

"I know..." he sighed defeated knowing that his mother meant well.

"Why did you do it?"

"I don't know..." was his quiet response as he found himself slightly embarrassed by his childish actions.

He really didn't know why he did what he did. He was frustrated and angry; somehow he just wanted his father to spend more time with him. He knew that it couldn't be helped… but at the same time he couldn't help but to wish for the impossible.

"I know he doesn't spend much time at home, but he can't help it." Boruto forcibly removed himself from her embrace.

"You don't understand me either..." he whispered as he refused to look her in the eye.

"Boruto," she reached out her hand to grab his chin and direct his eyesight to her, "you do know-" just as her fingertips grazed his skin he pulled away from her as if the touch had burned him.

"Yes I do know." he stood from the bed and took two steps to the door, "I don't want to talk about it. Let's go eat. Then I can go back to being grounded." the spark in Boruto's eyes was now gone and Hinata saw this.

"Boruto," Hinata's voice was starting to really aggravate Boruto, it felt as if she was treating him like a damn child. He hated the way they looked down on him.

"Mom, I really don't want to talk about it." he sighed feeling anger start to rise once more, "Let's just drop, I'll take the punishment." Hinata really felt Boruto's words pull at her heartstrings. Boruto looked incredibly like Naruto when he was younger and she remembered how things were and how lonely her husband had been when they were younger.

"Boruto..." she got up and tried to hug him. He shoved her away and sneered at her.

"Nobody listens to what I have to say!" hatred filled his eyes as he yelled, "I'm tired of dad never being home! You always take his side even if he neglects us! Yes he's the Hokage but I don't care! He's my dad! And he doesn't care about me!" Boruto rand downstairs in a haste as he quickly slipped his shoes on.

Tears slipped past his eyelashes but he rubbed them away. He exited the building, slamming the door, causing a few pictures on the walls nearby to fall, the glass protecting the memories shattering.

Hinata hurried down the stairs as well heading towards the door her son had exited through but stopped as she saw a small frame out of the corner of her eye. It was Himawari, she had most likely listened to the whole outburst.

Hinata had told her to wait at the table as she went to call Boruto down for dinner. She hadn't expected for things to turn out the way they had. It broke her heart to see her daughter so confused and sad. Tears were running down her face as she stood by the door her brother had run out through.

"Mama… will big brother be okay?" Hinata walked to Himawari and wiped away the fresh tears from her eyes and embraced her gently.