The Notes of Love: The Forbidden Tale of Boruto and Sarada

Chapter 1: Sudden Confrontation

The Tokyo skyline welcomed Sarada Uchiha with open arms, its towering buildings casting long shadows over the bustling streets. Tokyo Musical College stood as a testament to dreams and the promise of artistic exploration. Sarada, clad in the anonymity of the crowd, stepped onto the lively campus, her heart aflutter with the anticipation of uncharted possibilities.

The campus was alive with the harmony of instruments and the cadence of eager footsteps. Sarada found herself amidst a diverse group of musicians, each one a note in the grand symphony of Tokyo. A wave of excitement and nervousness washed over her as she settled into the rhythm of college life.Days melted into nights, and Sarada's pursuit of musical excellence became a journey of self-discovery. The cityscape transformed into her canvas, and the unfamiliar faces around her became the brushstrokes of her artistic exploration. In the heartbeat of Tokyo, Sarada lost and found herself.One evening, a distant melody caught her attention. The strains of a guitar, accompanied by a soulful voice, echoed through the corridors of the college. Curiosity pulling her like a magnetic force, Sarada traced the sound to a secluded courtyard bathed in the soft glow of twilight.There, beneath a solitary lamppost, Boruto Uzumaki sat on a bench with a guitar cradled in his arms. His fingers danced gracefully along the strings, producing hauntingly beautiful chords that reverberated in the evening air. His voice, raw and filled with emotion, breathed life into the lyrics of Ed Sheeran's "Heatwaves."(play the music right now)Sarada stood mesmerized, hidden in the shadows, her eyes fixed on the mysterious musician. The lyrics, soaked in melancholy and yearning, resonated with a depth that tugged at the strings of her own emotions. Unbeknownst to Boruto, his music became the soundtrack to Sarada's silent contemplation.As the final chords lingered in the air, Boruto looked up, catching Sarada's gaze. For a brief moment, their eyes locked in an unspoken connection. Sarada felt a surge of something indescribable, a mix of admiration and curiosity.However, before Sarada could muster the courage to approach him, Boruto's eyes flickered with uncertainty. He hastily packed up his guitar and disappeared into the shadows, leaving the courtyard silent and empty. Sarada hesitated, watching the place where he had been, a trace of regret lingering in her chest," who is he".        The Tokyo Musical College auditorium buzzed with the energy of aspiring musicians. Students chatted animatedly, their excitement palpable. Mr. Shinso, a charismatic professor known for his love of unconventional talent, stood at the front of the room, ready to introduce a new addition to the class."Ladies and gentlemen, today we have a special guest joining our musical family. Please give a warm welcome to Sarada Uchiha!" Mr. Shinso announced, his enthusiasm evident in his voice.The room hushed as Sarada stepped forward, a mix of nerves and determination etched on her face. She clutched the strap of her guitar, the polished wood gleaming in the auditorium lights. A gentle applause rippled through the room as the students welcomed their new classmate.Mr. Shinso gestured to Sarada. "Sarada comes to us from Konoha, and she brings with her a passion for music that I'm sure will resonate with all of you. She's a talented musician, and I believe her presence will enrich our musical community."Sarada, though slightly taken aback by the attention, nodded graciously in acknowledgment. Her eyes scanned the faces of her new classmates, gauging their reactions. A few smiles greeted her, easing the initial tension."Feel free to collaborate and share your musical inspirations with one another. The exchange of ideas is what makes this college so special," Mr. Shinso continued, encouraging a spirit of camaraderie.As Sarada settled into her seat, she could feel the eyes of her classmates lingering on her. Mr. Shinso, sensing the need to break the ice, added with a smile, "Sarada, would you mind sharing a bit about your musical journey and maybe playing something for us?"Sarada took a deep breath, centering herself. "Of course. I come from a background deeply rooted in traditional music, but I've always been drawn to the fusion of contemporary and classical styles. I hope to explore and push the boundaries of musical expression during my time here."The curiosity in her classmates' eyes grew, and a subtle excitement filled the room. Sarada positioned her guitar and began to play, fingers dancing gracefully over the strings. A melodic tune filled the auditorium, showcasing her skill and passion for the art.The room, initially quiet, erupted into applause as Sarada finished her impromptu performance. She smiled, feeling a sense of acceptance and connection with her new classmates.Mr. Shinso stepped forward, his eyes gleaming with pride. "Thank you, Sarada, for sharing your talents with us. I have no doubt that your unique perspective will be an invaluable addition to our musical community."As the applause subsided, Sarada's gaze met those of her classmates, and she felt a sense of belonging in the shared love for music that bound them all together. The Tokyo Musical College, with its diverse talents and collaborative spirit, became the canvas on which Sarada would paint her musical journey, one note at a time.             After her introduction to the class, Sarada decided to explore the vibrant campus a bit more. As she roamed the hallways and courtyards, her ears caught a familiar sound — the distant strumming of a guitar, the very instrument that had captivated her during those solitary moments in the courtyard.Following the enchanting melody, Sarada found herself drawn to a secluded area near the college's main entrance. There, beneath the shade of a cherry blossom tree, sat the mysterious musician she had heard before. His fingers danced gracefully along the strings, and a hauntingly beautiful tune filled the air.Sarada hesitated for a moment, hidden in the shadows, watching him from a distance. The golden glow of the late afternoon sun bathed the scene in a warm, ethereal light. The music seemed to echo the sentiments of the campus, a symphony of dreams and aspirations.This time, Sarada decided she wouldn't let the opportunity slip away. With a determined step forward, she approached the guitarist, her heart pounding in anticipation. The musician, engrossed in his playing, didn't notice her presence until she was just a few steps away.As he looked up, his eyes widened in surprise, mirroring the recognition that flickered in Sarada's gaze. It was him—the mysterious guitarist who had played "Heatwaves" and disappeared before she could speak to him."Hi," Sarada greeted, a friendly smile on her face. "Your music is incredible. I've heard you play before, and it's like you can express emotions through your guitar."Boruto, for that was his name, studied Sarada for a moment, the recognition deepening in his eyes. "Hey, you're from the class, right? Sarada?"Sarada nodded, pleased that he remembered. "Yes, that's me. I couldn't help but follow the music. It's beautiful."Boruto scratched the back of his head, a sheepish grin on his face. "Thanks. I didn't expect anyone to notice, let alone remember."Sarada chuckled. "Well, consider me a fan. Do you play often?"Boruto nodded, a thoughtful expression on his face. "Yeah, it's sort of my way of dealing with things, you know? Music helps me make sense of the world."Sarada could relate, her own connection to music running deep. "I feel the same way. It's like a language that goes beyond words."They shared a moment of understanding, the unspoken language of music creating a bridge between them. As the sun dipped lower in the sky, casting a warm glow over the courtyard, Sarada and Boruto continued to talk, their connection growing with each exchanged word.Little did they know that this chance meeting would be the prelude to a beautiful collaboration, both in their music and in the harmonies of their hearts. The Tokyo Musical College, with its diverse talents, became the backdrop for a melody yet to be composed, a story waiting to unfold.

( A/N : hi, I am a new authors in Wattpad in I love Naruto and Boruto, I will discontinued the story because I have big plans for it)