Borusara: Teasing A Mafia's Daughter

Eight

Day after day, they pull pranks and pranks at each other. It was getting on everyone's mouth everyday, it's like the topic died and arouse that circulate around only to them. But the funny thing that was, they were beginning to enjoy it.

"DAMN YOU UCHIHAA!!!" Bolt was screaming as he tried standing up but his butt was glued to the chair.

Everyone were laughing and tearing up. Sarada played the game of childish tricks, as to his wishes. Though everyone find it amusing, as of this point; Bolt was really going to tear her apart when he sees her.

She leaned over to the classroom door while everyone hadn't noticed her arrival, partly due to them laughing their hearts out.

She made a victorious smirk while her onyx eyes was transfixed at Boruto. "How's my surprise, Uzumaki?"

His eyes was less than a second when he look at her, mixed with rage, frustration, and embarrassment. "UCHIHA! YOU BETTER WATCH OUT!"

Sarada laugh it out. Then suddenly, she slowly walk towards Boruto, everyone's gaze was on her as they take a thought on how brave she is walking to a lion's den.

Placing her hands gently onto his table while facing the furious Bolt with a smug on her face. Though, he was in a petrified state. Not expecting Sarada to be more vicious in daring.

"This will be the last trick I'm gonna pull on you here. The dean isn't happy with 'us' being on each other's neck all the time."

"What? Scared of such shits?"

She lean more closer to his face, "why the fuck would I fear something like that? I just place myself in the Dean's territory... I only will stop my pranks on you on this school grounds. Never let me catch you outside, or you'll be in trouble."

He scoff, "the hell I care!"

"Oh, you will... eventually."

She take a step back and began to turn around, heading out of the classroom. Everyone that seen her presence were left astounded by her unpredicted aura.

"Damn Bolt. She'll suck your soul out of you if you take another step further." Shikadai had her hands flung into the air and placed it at the back of his head.

"Yeah, it's like she'd be enjoying all your hard core tricks on her but when got her more serious, she can be someone else in a slight second." Inojin agreed.

"It doesn't bother me that the Dean does not like me getting him troubles. Why would I even listen to that Uchiha just because she said so?" Bolt at his defense.

"You have two reasons." Mitsuki started

"What's that?"

"Well, she has her point considering that the grounds you're both making unformal greetings to each other isn't yours to begin with. Second, the Dean has the say and all you have to do is to follow the legalities and regulation that is placed for every student."

Boruto frown at Mitsuki. "when did I ever cared."

"Well, you don't. Not until Professor Iruka calls auntie Hinata. Does it make you think twice?" He smiles, the usual ones that you'd think it's kinda creepy.

Boruto sigh in disbelief, "you're right..." everyone thought that he had a change of heart, that would odd since Boruto was the child of mischief.  "but I won't promise."

***

Those blue eyes stared upon those sunflowers for a while, a little push to tempt Hima to buy those for her mom. She keeps shaking her head and stops, and the same thing all over again...

"Would mama like those? Papa haven't her flowers yet this month." Still her eyes set transfixed at those flowers with yellow petals.

"Urgh! It's really hard to pick. I don't even know the flowers mama likes." With her face printed with a worried look, still trying hard to think the right and exact decision before buying. 

"What's with that face, Hima?" 

Himawari turn around to see a stunning, gorgeous blonde girl looking down upon her. Not all odds are particularly a mishap but just as what you needed.

"Aunt Ino!"

Ino bend down a little to her size, patted her head "Hello Hima. What brings you the trouble?"

"Oh, I was just thinking of  buying mama flowers since papa haven't got the time to give her yet."

"Is you father working over time lately?"

"Been two weeks."

"I see... well, so much had been going on with all the fuss in this city. With all the collaborations with the police and military, you're father had been greatly busy for such safety measures. So you kids could enjoy normal days without any worry."

Hima sigh, "If only onii-chan could understand the logic of those reasons. He wouldn't be such a headache to papa."

Ino raised her brow, though she knows pretty well. "Is your brother still causing him troubles?"

"Well, apparently, it wouldn't be a surprise if I say yes. But yes, he is still causing troubles - enraging papa." She placed both her palms onto her cheeks in a exclamation of disbelief. 

"Well, he is the son of Uzumaki after all. It would make all sense."

Himawari made a soft giggle. Both of them knew, no matter how hard the punishment be place on Boruto, he would eventually make things all work in his way. And no one can ever stop him, exception exist with Hinata.

***

It was a comfort in the afternoon, having a solo walk on the busy streets of Tokyo. Her eyes glancing at the people she passes by and vice versa. She was blasting music in her headphones and singing inside her head.

She heard a mumble, like a rhyme of her name as much as she knows the melody of how people call her. 

"Hey! Uchiha!"

She continued walking and not looking back. She lowered her volume until there was no sounds coming from her headphone. 

"Hey, Uchiha!" She felt someone grab her left shoulder and harshly pulled her aside. "Hey! Aren't you listening?!" with his raging face, full of impatience, more likely being impertinent.

Uzumaki?