No Regrets

Boruto the Ninja

A week has passed. School went well. Got all As. The usual. I was in my room on a Friday night getting ready for tomorrow. I had my date with Boruto. I was screaming, freaking out on the inside. All he told me was that we're going to the movies. I had no idea what we're watching. So, I decided to set out my outfit before hand. Knowing Boruto, he might pick me up two hours earlier than he's suppose to. I went into my bathroom to take a shower. I was laughing at how annoying Boruto is. Well, at least he's calmed down. He doesn't do graffiti anymore nor does he drink. Who knows what else he could've done?

---- 11 pm ----

I was laying in bed, reading my books about the human body when I hear a tapping on my window. I look over to see god damn Boruto perched on the ledge. I roll my eyes and went back to reading. If he wants to come into my room, he should've just came into the front door.
"Really?" He exclaimed. I finally got up to open my window.
"There is something called the front door. Now get inside before you fall or get shot by my father," I said as I pulled him in.
"What?" He started waving his arms and sweating buckets.
"Relax. He's rarely home anyways. You just need to worry about my mother!"
He smiled as he sat on my bed. He picked up on of my book and looked through them.
"Hmm, so...what kind of doctor you want to be?"
"I actually do not know yet. I'm study the nerves and and the arteries at the moment. I might go for-"
I was about to answer when Boruto started to laugh.
"What?"
"Hahaha, just that you get all technical and crazy when it comes to the human body!"
"Well, it's a living life. You need to know everything so you may save someone."
"Anyway, I need to go. Hima might not be able to stall my mom and dad for long," he said.
"Hn," I said as he quickly pecked my lips and opened the window to leave.
I swear he's a ninja in some ways.

---- 8 am ----

I woke up to see a note on my nightstand.

Sarada,

You're father is back in town. He's going to want to talk to you. Stay clear from him on your date with Boruto.

-Mom

I sighed and got up to get ready. Boruto was to pick me up at ten but he'll probably pick me up at nine. I quickly put on my clothes. I was going to wear black skinny jeans and a hoodie with some plain converse. I don't care what I really wear and neither does Bolt. I went downstairs to see god damn Boruto already here.
"You're finally up," he smirked.
"Who let you in?" I asked.
"Your mom at seven, before she left for work."
"Hn, and you stayed in the kitchen for a whole hour?"
"Nah, I went into your room to watch you sleep. The usual."
"W-what?!"
"Relax, I didn't try anything," I was blushing furiously. Redder than a tomato. He laughed and went on to eating his ramen.
"Get ready, we're leaving in thirty minutes."
"WHAT? I just woke up!"
"Then hurry up," he smirked.
"I swear you love to torture me," I said while walking up the stairs to fix my hair.

-- 8:45 --

"Sarada! I swear, I will walk up there and pick you up and walk out!"
"Damn it Boruto!" I heard someone walking up the stairs. I already knew it was him. He opened the door.
"Stop texting Chocho and let's go," he walked up to me and picked me up, throwing me over his shoulder.
"Put me down!"
"No."
"Boruto, put me down!"
"No."
"What the hell?!"
"Hn."
"Boruto, please set me down on the floor."
"No."
"Why not?"
"Because."
"Are you you mad? What the hell am I suppose to do for you to set me down?
"Say something."
"Like what?!"
"You know what," at this point we were already downstairs. I thought for a bit. Does he want me to say that I love him?
"What? Okay, I love you? You're the best? What? Most handsome guy ever? C'mon!"
"Hn," he was smiling. That bastard.