Love Sickness (Mutuality)

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Achoo!"

Sarada closed her eyes and moved her face away a millisecond too late. She was hit by the flying germ projectiles that her teammate spewed.

"Cover your mouth, Boruto!" Slightly disgusted, Sarada wiped her face before she lightly threw the towel to cover his face. Direct hit! It covered his entire face.

"Achoo!" The towel nearly flew off. "This sucks!" He complained as he lay back down on his back.

He had caught a cold when he jumped into the freezing river the previous day to save a village girl from drowning.

Mitsuki's hands were glowing green with healing chakra as he placed it on Boruto's forehead. "He's coming down with a fever. I think it's best he sits this one out."

The blond whined. "Nooo! I'm fah-fay-ACHOO!"

Sarada crossed her arms in front of her chest and sniggered. "That's what you get for being a show off."

Boruto shot back up from his bed. "Shut up! I saved that girl from drowning."

"She wasn't drowning," Sarada bit back. "She was only in waist deep!"

The two started arguing and glaring daggers at each other. Mitsuki simply watched their exchange with an amused look on his face. Their bickering never got old. What he found more entertaining was how they always reacted when he said something in the lines of, "you two argue like an old married couple," With a wide smile on his face.

In which the two never fail to stop their arguing immediately, snap their attention to him—faces as red as tomatoes—and reply in unison, "WE DO NOT!"

Konohamaru ignored his team as he sat on the tatami mat in their shared room, studying a map of the valley. This was B-rank mission. They were hired by a small village in the Land of Fire to detain a large group of bandits who had inhabited the nearby forests and river. There were a few low-ranking rogue ninjas that mingled in the group. Even so, Konohamaru thought the mission was easy enough, considering that he was now in a team with three fifteen-year-old chunins. He was no longer their sensei. Now, they were equals.

Sarada had been taken by the Hokage as his apprentice, while Boruto remained to be Sasuke's student. Sakura had then taken Mitsuki under her wing, and he was now a growing medical ninja. It was a complete four-manned cell.

"Alright," Konohamaru made up his mind. "Sarada, you're with me. Mitsuki will stay here with Boruto."

"What?" Boruto protested. "I'm fine, I can fight!"

Konohamaru shook his head. "Missions are important, but a comrade's well-being is of utmost priority." He grinned, "the Seventh taught me that."

"But Konohamaru-sensei," Sarada spoke up. Like her mother with Kakashi, she couldn't shake off that honorific when referring to him. "How do we find them? Doesn't it make more sense for you to take Mitsuki with you since his snakes can sniff them out?"

The jonin stroked his chin. There was a reason why he thought she was the voice of reason in this team. "That makes sense," he conceded. "But who will stay to heal Boruto? We need him to be in top shape tomorrow."

Mitsuki smiled cheekily, "Sarada can do that. She can manage basic medic techniques." He eyed her. "Isn't that right? Shishou was telling me how good you're getting at it the other day."

Sarada kept her cool demeanour. True enough, she was learning how to do basic medic-nin procedures like healing cuts and bruises. Her mother also taught her how to ease sinus pains and lower fevers by manipulating the chakra flow. This would be a good opportunity for her to test her progress, too.

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