"Are you familiar with your parents' love story?" Chocho asked as she poured more chips into her mouth.

"Ha?" asked Sarada in confusion. "All of a sudden?"

"Yesterday my mama told me about her epic love story with papa. It's so romantic!"

"Romantic?" For some reason I can't imagine papa being romantic in any way, Sarada thought.

"Yes! She told me that papa saved her in one mission. When that happened, the wind stopped blowing, she stared into papa's eyes and then they fell in love!"

"Ha?" Sarada adjusted her glasses in confusion. "Was your mama by chance watching drama at that time? That seems straight like a scene from some melo. How could such things happen in real life?"

"You don't believe me, Sarada?" Choco eyed her with anger.

"No!" Sarada put up her hands in defeat. "It just felt like...eh... a tad bit too romantic?" I bet it's a scene from drama.

"That's exactly what I want to tell you! My parents' love story is super romantic!"

"Eh... nice."

"How about your parents, Sarada?"

"Eh..." Sarada adjusted the glasses on her face in nervousness.

How will I be able to know? she thought. Everytime I ask Mama about Papa, a suspicious blush appears on her face, but she is surprisingly evasive. She talks a lot, but actually nothing is revealed. And I certainly will not ask Papa about such thing. It's totally embarrassing.

Chocho narrowed her eyes. "Sarada... don't tell me you actually don't know anything about your parents' love story."

"Ahahaha, of course not!" Sarada took a step back. "They met in the Academy! They were in the same team! That's where they met and fell in love!" She nodded. Even she herself was kind of persuaded by this.

"Really?" Chocho asked. "But that doesn't seem one bit romantic."

"Well, have you met my papa, do you think he may be romantic in any way?" Sarada shrugged.

"Then why did your mama chose him? Aunt Sakura is pretty and an accomplished medic-nin. She must have lots of suitors. Look! It's Rokudaime! Isn't he the teacher of your parents? We can ask him!"

Sarada turned around to find Rokudaime wandering on the street in his typical laid back attitude. Before she could stop Chocho, she was already in front of Rokudaime.

"Rokudaime, you are Sarada's parents teacher right? Can you tell me about their love story? Is it very romantic?"

"Choco, don't be silly! Don't intrude on Rokudaime." She smiled apoplegetically at Rokudaime.

Ah, but I am also very curious, Sarada thought. Please tell me something!

"Hmmm," Kakashi pondered. "Romantic?" A glint appeared in his eyes. "I wouldn't say so, your father actually mentioned specifically that he would not play with romance."

"As expected, papa is totally not romantic." Sarada sighed in disappointment.

"Well then why did Aunt Sakura chose Sarada's papa?"

"Well..." Kakashi tucked at the mask covering his face as if pondering on a difficult question. "Sarada, haven't you heard anything from Sakura?"

"Mama is surprisingly evasive about this topic."

"Then I should not be the one to disclose this." Kakashi nodded and then he disappeared into a puff of smoke.

"Do you want to know?" Another voice appeared behind them.

They turned around to find an old woman standing there. She was short with her white hair tied into a small bun above her head. Her face was covered with wrinkles. She looked ancient, but her eyes were surprisingly glinting with wisdom.

"Who are you?" Chocho asked.

"Do you want to know?" the old woman smiled warmly. "Your parents' past." She looked straightly at Sarada.

If she put it that way, she would be lying to herself if she denied. She was extremely curious about her parents' past, especially when the two of them were being so evasive about that. Look she even thought her mama wasn't her own mother because of how they were acting! Thinking back it was silly really, but could she really be blamed?

Sarada nodded gingerly as the old woman glanced at her with her piercing gaze.

"You seem like a good child, let me grant you your wish." The old woman smiled warmly and with a snap of her finger, everything turned white.

When Sarada opened her eyes again, the old woman had disappeared.

"What just happened?" She tried to blink away the tears from the flash. "Did you see that flash, Chocho?"

"It nearly blinded me!" Chocho fumed.

"Wait, Chocho, weren't we standing next to a udon shop just now?" Sarada asked. She pointed at the shop next to them. "Why did it turn into a confectionary shop?"

Chocho glanced at the confectionary shop in front of them. "Wait! I have heard of this shop. Papa told me about it. He said this shop sold nice sweets, even though he liked chips more, and that it closed down when the owner retired. Fifteen years ago."

"Then... why is it still here?" It didn't make sense, Sarada thought. That's when she realized, the street looked different. All of the more advanced technology gadgets disappeared.

She ran down the road until she could take a glimpse of the Hokage rock.

"Wait for me, Sarada!" Chocho cried. "What's..."

"We're in the past," Sarada declared. The four faces on the Hokage rock staring back at them.

Author's note

This is going to be a fun and light hearted story. I have always wondered what Sarada will be like if she gets to know her parents' complicated past. I had fun writing it!