"In Hunters. Seven months after last chapter"
Sarada holds Boruto's hand as tears well out of her eyes, she screams so loud to the point a window cracks. Sarada has her legs spread, Chocho stands between them
Sarada: Mother f*cker! Get this out of me!
Chocho: Just breathe! I can see the head!
Sarada: F*ck! It feels like I'm taking a shit through my vag!
Sarada squeezes Boruto's hand tighter. Boruto slaps his knee with his free hand
Boruto: Kill me.
Sarada: I should be saying that! I'm pushing a life out of my vag!
Chocho: One more big push!
Sarada: Raah!
A baby cries
Chocho: Finally done.
Sarada lays down on the bed, she lets go of Boruto's hand
Boruto: So, what is it?
Chocho: It's a boy.
Chocho wraps the baby in a towel and holds him to Boruto
Boruto: I can't.
Chocho: Shut up and hold your baby.
Boruto carefully takes his son, and his crying turns into whimpers
Boruto: Hey there, bud. I'm your dad, with a lot of f*cking issues.
Sarada gently slaps Boruto's face
Sarada: Those are your first words to our son? Really?
Boruto: This is your mom. You better not piss her off or it'll be the last thing you do.
Sarada sits up, and Boruto gives her the baby. The baby opens his blue eyes and giggles, and moves around in the towel he's wrapped in
Boruto: Looks like he's a mama's boy like me.
Sarada: Your dad is pretty stubborn. Hopefully you don't become like that.
Boruto: What's wrong with being stubborn?
Sarada and Chocho: A lot.
Boruto: Hmph.
Chocho: So what are you gonna name him?
Sarada moves the towel off the babies head and sees he has black hair
Boruto: You can name him.
Sarada: You sure?
Boruto: You spent six hours getting him out.
Sarada: Saruto. Saruto Sasuke Namikaze.
Boruto: All right.
Chocho: Now we just wait for the after birth.
Sarada: After birth? Ow. Ow!
Chocho: There we go.
Chocho scoops it in a plastic bag and puts it in a trash can
Chocho: Boruto, wanna cut your sons cord?
Boruto: Do I have to?
Chocho: Just do it.
Boruto cuts the cord
Chocho: I'll be back in a few minutes.
Chocho gets up and leaves
Sarada: Are you going to teach him how to fight?
Boruto: Every Namikaze was taught how to fight. Lawrence only learned our style from finding scrolls with the fighting positions drawed in, and combined them with his style of fighting.
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