It was a fine Monday, down the hall the noise kept on buzzing with the sinister of occasional topics among the crowd. On the other hand, Sarada was with Chocho, the chubby one insisted to accompany her.
The loud talks only made them hear nothing but scrambled voices out of everyone's interesting topic. They were heading to their lockers, they weren't so obvious to the unpredicted ominous threat.
When Sarada open her locker, papers swam out of it with the word 'Nerd' in every note. Everyone in the hall was staring at her, to their surprise, she wasn't showing fear nor embarrassed of what had happened to her. She was just... Calm.
Chocho got enraged in hee stead, "This is outrageous! Is he out of his mind?!"
Sarada gave a smug, "maybe he is." She looked at Chocho with that deadly smile on her face. "Is this how threats people?"
"... Yeah? What about it? Shouldn't you be infested with madness right now? What's with the look?"
"Nothing. This seems boring..." She retorted lamely
"Boring? Do you have any idea how this will cost big time here? Did you just said it's boring? 'cause if I were to know, THIS IS HUMILIATING!"
"Good point, but I happened to experience bigger threats than this, I'm not moved by this little scare of his. Pity, but I will get my ways right under his nose."
"What are you planning?" Chocho seems to understand by her actions
"Oh, playing a reverse game. But I'll take the throne. He must know that this is just the beginning, and I won't dare to stop revenging."
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It was the end of their PE class, Bolt was heading to the showers. His legs felt a little sore from running, it was a little sticky on his side, his shirt was drench in sweat.
He slowly lifts his shirt, showing off his muscular bodice, it patterns with great curves that play an interesting view for the ladies. It's intriguing.
From his point of view, he didn't care cause he thought that it's natural. The only 'unnatural' was that Uchiha girl that's been driving him crazy! Like how many days should he suffer from being nuts?
Hope she got those notes I specifically wrote for the whole night. It was exhausting. But if she got infuriated then it was worth the work...
A smug came crawling down his thin lips, he was satisfied with no certain validation but he was indeed...
When his hair was finally wet, he went to get the shampoo that was right beside him. He didn't carefully check since it's always been the same thing. Oh, how dense he was to scan it properly, he might be too confident about himself...
_ _ _
All eyes pointed at him, they were looking at him with a strange expression. Was there something on his face? He touches it, but nothing was there. So, what's their deal?
He went into his next class feeling a little odd about the atmosphere. When he went inside, all heads turned on him.
Shikadai started laughing, Iwabe and the others join too. Mitsuki only smiles, feeling a sense of excitement. Little did they know they'd pissed him off.
He throws his bag at Iwabe. "What the fuck are you guys laughing about?"
Iwabe started to cry out of his silly laughing, "dude? HAHAHA did you just landed from Mars? What the fuck is wrong with your hair! HAHA"
"Hair?" Why are they all laughing? He didn't quite understand. "What do you mean?" He looked at his reflection from the window. He didn't saw his blonde hair, it was instead the color of a parakeet.
Now he understood why everyone was looking at him with odd faces, she did this on purpose! He was certainly pissed by now, this Uchiha girl does have ways to get back at him!
He ran out of the room swiftly. All the boys looked at each other with concerned faces.
"He's not going to strangle her, will he?" Metal asked in a shaky voice.
"Nah, probably going to go compete with her. I don't believe he'll duel with a girl in a physical match. He ain't stupid." Shikadai rolled his eyes
"Yeah but -"
"Don't worry metal. It was just hair."
"You know that his blonde hair is already his signature of being an Uzumaki." Mitsuki clarified
"But he can't blame her, he's the one that started it." He crosses his arms
_ _ _
Those steps came echoing down the hall, he stops at the very door of the room, his eyes gave a fearsome stare, scanning every inch of the classroom.
"Where's Uchiha?!" He was furious
Everyone looked at him unusual, his parakeet shade hair gave an issue. The blonde hunk of the school turns into a green hair hulk.
"She isn't here." Chocho retorted, only her voice dares to speak up.
"Where?"
"Who knows? She disappears quietly." She looks at his ocean blue eyes, uninterested.
He ran again, going for the school grounds...
Did that bitch just ran off after giving me this shit! I swear to find her! She'll pay for this!
His madness was uncontrollable, he had that frightening look. He was rushing off the building while his parakeet hair was dancing onto the wind as he ran fast.
On the rooftop of that building, a girl in spectacles was smirking in satisfaction. Her hands rested on the handrail while her head bent down on the ground.
Seeing that parakeet hair, he seems to get what he deserves. He shouldn't have messed with her, like hell would she let him go.
"Oh, dear. He seems to be looking for me. Glad that my prank did him right..."
She was chuckling contentedly, that note wasn't that big of a threat. Boruto should learn his lesson, never go against an Uchiha if you don't know what they are capable of.
Her guts told her that Bolt won't let her get through this, but what would be life if it isn't fun?
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Borusara: Teasing A Mafia's Daughter
FanfictionA highschool transfer from America to a particular school in Tokyo, where she would meet Bolt; a teenage boy whose behavior is unlikely she have ever seen. For his point of view, he thought that she was just a mere average girl and never knew she wa...