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Inspired by song : Video Games by Lana Del Rey
Genre : Slice of Life/ Romance

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It was a summer night.

The nocturnal sounds of buzzing cicadas seemed to be alternated by hooting owl somewhere deep within the forests of Konoha. The moon shone at its brightest outside.

Beep beep

She heard a string of familiar beaming sound and looked at the 13 year old boy from the refrigerator door. She picked up two cans of coke and made her way towards the couch where the blonde was sitting. She threw a can towards him- only for him to put it aside. He was too engrossed in his video game - as always;
Or she thought.
Sarada had only opened her can to take a big sip when she heard him whisper.

"Everything's alright?" His blue eyes remained fixated on the flashing screen

"Hmm" she took another sip.

He huffed. She knew.

When he instinctively removed his one hand from the remote control, she knew she just had a second or two to keep her soda can on the hardwood floor and come closer in his embrace. And she did so.

The next few moments were just Boruto and her- amidst those beeping sound coming from the T.V. She knew that game. It was "Kagemasa : and the Legend of the Rogue Ninja" which was released just months before. Boruto and the others had been hyped up for it since its initial announcement. It was true she had no interest in such things -but being with her blue eyed comrade who was an avid fan of such things, it was natural to know some basics. She had her eyes fixed on the screen as she saw the two 2d characters engage in an inticrate duel of their own. Boruto was surely controlling Kagemasa- with other being computer biased.

She looked up from his shoulder only to steal a harmless glance of his side profile- but failed miserably when she saw his blue orbs gleaming with the static light.
It just looked like the bright summer moon.
And Sarada felt a warm fuzzy feeling in her stomach again; like she always did when she looked into those eyes.
Maybe she shouldn't have eaten tacos for lunch. Bad idea.

"So..?" A causal word from that blonde interrupted her trail of thoughts.
"What?"
He didn't answer. Instead he gave her a small pat on the head- almost caressing her black locks , it seemed.
She took a deep breath. He already knew. He always did -somehow.
Sarada felt herself getting closer to Boruto's chest as she kept her brunette head on it.
"I asked him to come home on my birthday - but the mission had been too complicated this time"

" It doesn't make any sense"

" It never does" The familiar fragrance of Boruto's flowery comforter hit her nostrils- only for her to bury deeper into his chest; whilst gripping tightly on his pink t-shirt. "He is not coming again" Sarada's words were nothing but whispers.

But he had heard her. "No wonder he and Touchan are best of friends. Both do not make sense sometimes" He smiled feebly
"Idiots" he whispered.

But she had heard him.

She let out a chuckle- which had made Boruto's smile bigger. The characters on the screen still moved with efficiency.
The brunette involuntary shifted a little- an action that didn't go unnoticed as Uchiha swore she saw the Uzumaki scrunch on the lack of contact- for a moment - only to go back to normal when she positioned her head on his lap. Now many people would have raised eyebrows here- but for them it was perfectly normal; a normal that was achieved only when you had spent all your life with the other person; from diapers to headbands and shurikens.

She didn't care. He didn't care.
They didn't care.
Sarada looked up at the ceiling - but ended up staring at the hyper Boruto furiously fidgeting with all the buttons on his controller. And a small serene smile crept on her face as she turned her gaze back to the ceiling. She closed her eyes- letting the buzzing of cicadas outside and the electronic beaming sounds to sync together in an unusual harmony.
She wouldn't mind if time stopped then and there.

"This dress looks good on you" Sarada would have been too lost in thought for she didn't know when his fingers curled around a lock of her black hair to caress it's ends gently. She quickly turned her attention to him. His shining eyes were still fixated on the screen. Or so it seemed- for a red line of blush seemed to creep on his cheeks.

Wait. Was he blushing?

His free arm was now resting casually around her- and Sarada acknowledged the blonde's exceptional gaming skills and dexirousity of fingers - for she had never seen somebody operating a controller with a single hand before. She shifted and took
his free palm in both her hands. As she opened his fingers gently, the first she noticed was a mysterious visible blue mark- somewhat in shape of a diamond. Nobody knew what it was- Boruto said he got it after a fight with that Momoshiki or something. Suddenly, she felt her lips on that strange blue mark in the middle of his palm.

Game Over! A machanic voice announced whilst the music from the T.V changed .

That was when it hit her. She shot a look at Boruto only to come face to face with a blushing blonde whose shiny blue orbs had now dilated- reflecting a tiny image of her.

"Oi Boruto! We are coming in!"
"Thanks for inviting us"
"As usual Sarada is first"

The blonde and brunette watched as the friends started entering the living room one by one - and soon the room bustled with liveliness. Sarada kept her head on Boruto's lap once again as everybody settled in their places.
"Aren't you bored?" Chocho settled on the floor near Sarada's feet-munching in her favourite red hot chillies flavoured chips.

"Nah"

Beep
The game started again. Shikadai, Inojin and Boruto started. Mitsuki gave a happy smile to Sarada as he dragged a chair to sit close to the T.V

"You and Sarada are so lucky to often have your houses to yourself" Sometimes, Inojin was too blunt for his own good. But that was who he was. And she accepted that.

Beep. Beep
Sarada closed her eyes- as she let the buzzing of cicadas outside sync with the electronic beaming sounds in an unusual harmony. She wouldn't mind if time stopped then and there. She opened her eyes.

She could be like this forever.

She thought as she caressed the blue mark on the Boruto's palm.

Yes, she could.