The Uzumaki and The Jewel Hunter

Chapter 1

Menma POV:

Damn it! It's always Boruto this! And Boruto that! He's nothing more then a whiny bitch who constantly complains that Daddy isn't home! The only two members of my family who actually acknowledges my existence is my Aunt Hanabi and my little sister, Himawari. All because I don't have chakra! Hell I've been living with my aunt for the past five  years. Anyway since then, I met a Pro Hunter, the Jewel Hunter, Biscuit Kruger. She was teaching me something called Nen. Apparently you don't need chakra to use Nen. The training was hard. It was the hardest thing I've had to do. Not only that but the woman of my dreams, Sarada Uchiha, rejected me. Though that's not what pisses me off, what pisses me off is the fact that she said that she has no intrest in, I'm just quoting here, some crossdressing, chakraless nobody who I have never met, despite knowing her my entire life and the person who she rejected me for being Boruto. Though on the bright side, Biscuit said she'd give me a chance if I became a hunter. Anyway, where are my manners? My name is Menma Uzumaki. I'm the younger twin of Boruto Uzukami.

???: Are you okay, Menma-Kun?

I then turned to see Aunt Hanabi.

She's the only one who I told about my Nen and Biscuit. Though she was a little disturbed by the age gap, but she came to accept it.

Menma: Yeah. I'm just thinking about Bisky.

Hanabi: What about her?

Menma: What if she thinks I'm not good enough?

Hanabi: Menma-Kun. You are a great guy who was dealt a terrible hand. She knows you as well as I do. She'd be insane to think you weren't good enough. You're a beautiful young man with a heart of gold. Your Nen abilities never fails to amaze me. Your stronger then your parents were when they were your age.

Menma: Aunt Hanabi, that means a lot, but you know I don't consider Lord Seventh and Lady Hinata my parents. If anything I consider you my mother more than Lady Hinata. I know that may sound awful, given the fact she's your sister. But given the circumstances, I'm sure you'd agree with me.

She then hugged me.

Hanabi: Menma, you are the son I've always wanted. Thank you for loving me as if I was your mother.

Menma: Does this mean I can call you mom?

Hanabi: I'd be honored if you called me that. Now go you have an exam to go take. But more importantly a date to make.

I then gave her one last hug.

Menma: I'm gonna make you proud, mom.

I then left the village with little to no trouble and headed to a pier. From there I got on a boat where I met three people.