christmas
"sarada!" i shouted. the uchiha car pulled up to our driveway, and i couldn't help but smile. i haven't seen sarada in a day, okay?
i pushed the door open, waiting for her to come in. i finally see her walk out of the car. she was wearing a really short red dress, and flats. i couldn't help but stare.
she looked gorgeous. like an angel. kami, is this my christmas present? if so, thanks. a lot. i promise, i'll be the best guy in the world.
uncle sasuke walks to the door, a grunt coming from him.
how'd uncle sasuke let her come here like that?
"hey bolt." sarada says, a smile coming to her lips. she places a hand on my cheek and gives it a small kiss. i could feel my face turning red, another grunt coming from uncle sasuke. i ignore it, as auntie sakura and mom let out a small squeal.
"soooo, can i get some details?" auntie sakura says, a smirk on her face. sarada lets out a small laugh. "later, mama." she grabs my hand and runs upstairs to my room. i follow behind, my cheeks still flushed.
"what was that for?" i pout, sitting on my bed. she lets out a small smile. "well, can't i show some affection to my boyfriend?" she innocently asks. i feel my cheeks turning even more red. i grab a black jacket from my jacket stand, and place it on her.
"looks better that way." i tell her. the black jacket covered almost her whole dress, except the front. she shakes her head, as she sits next to me. "papa's going to be so mad. and mama's going to go crazy, you know." she reminds me. i groan. uncle sasuke is just the definition of overprotective.
"uncle sasuke's most definitely going to kill me." i tell her, leaning my head on her neck. her face turns bright red. i pick up a scent of vanilla coming from her. "perfume?" i ask, scrunching my face. she nods, her face even more red.
we stay like that for a few more moments, in silence.
"ouch fatty!" a voice says, coming from the door.
"well sorry! i didn't hear anything coming from them. now i'm too scared to go in." another voice replies.
"you're both dumb. they can probably hear you from all the bickering you're doing." a stern voice adds.
"unless they're too busy.." a calm, yet devilish voice says.
"ew! that was so tmi, mitsuki." a way too familiar says.
sarada groans, as she gets up. she then opens the door, inojin falling smack on the floor. she sighs, and lends him a hand.
"you're such an eavesdropper, jin." she scolds him. he sheepishly laughs, motioning for the rest to come inside. shikadai, cho-cho, hima, and mitsuki come in. they all start laughing.
"i thought you were doing something else." mitsuki says. i groan. "we both heard you mitsuki. that's so gross." i remind him. he does his devilish smile as both sarada and i groan in unison. hima plops on my chair, while shikadai closes the door.
"that jacket's so cute on you, sarada. where's it from?" hima says, trying to act innocent. sarada plops back next to me, her face turning a light red. "your brother's closet." she replies. the ino-shika-cho trio starts bursting into laughter.
"aw sarada, i don't have a name anymore?" i pretend to pout, acting hurt. she smacks my arm, as everyone else starts laughing. "yes, you don't have a name." she groans, a playful smile on her lips.
"pda much? mitsuki's still single, you know." cho reminds us. shikadai places his index finger on her lips, her cheeks turning a slight red. mitsuki shows of a smile. "pda much? mitsuki's still single." he mocks in a high pitched voice.
"and i'm not single, i'm talking to someone." he then says, doing an immature smile. my eyes widen. before i could ask, sarada squeals, as if on cue.
"is it?" she asks, excitedly.
"mhm.." he replies, a smile on his face.
"you guys are so confusing.." i tell both of them. they laugh it off.
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sarada's pov
"KIDS! WE'RE GOING TO OPEN PRESENTS!" i hear uncle naruto shout. i look at bolt, who was looking at shikadai. the two were in a staring competition? or talking with their eyes?
"let's go open presents!" i tell bolt, grabbing his arm. he lets out a small laugh, as i pull him downstairs. "hurry! you gotta see it!" i say, trying to get him to walk faster. i felt like i was pulling a snail.
"i'm coming, i'm coming!" he replies, walking slightly faster. we finally reach the christmas tree, presents wrapped underneath. this was my favorite part of every christmas. not the presents, but my whole family with me. cliche, i know, but the warm feeling of family always makes me happy.
mama, the announcer of the presents, gathers near the christmas tree. we all look intensely at her.
"lower down on the glares! you're reminding me of sasuke in high school." mama said, joking. uncle naruto bursts into laughter, as papa shakes his head. "anyways, presents time! the first present goes to.."
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chapter thirty seven - done!
author's note -
okay i had to kinda chop up the last chapter into two due to length & i felt like torturing someone today and you guys were uh.. a good victim? LOL IM SORRY. next chappy will b out tomorrow or so? ? ?
(ps im sorry again for the delay in chapters. ive been procrastinating this story a lot. bad author vibe,, )
i do NOT own the naruto / boruto series.
word count - 873
stay safe! i <3 you guys so so much.