Only Time Can Tell

POSSIBLE

This filler in particular will be split into many parts as time goes on, that way I can integrate this event into many of the other fillers, so it's just a touch more chronological. Here you go! Sorry I haven't updated as soon as I thought I would. And also sorry it's so short. Like I said, I'm trying to space it out. I hope to update soon again! I really deeply appreciate the people who have started reading thanks to recommendations. And it makes me so happy to see that just from the last update we've gotten 9K! Only 1,000 more! And it's all thanks to you guys. Thank you so much for supporting me and this book. You are incredible.

FILLER 1

POSSIBLE

SARADA UCHIHA

It wasn't long after I got out of the hospital that I found out. My eyes are a little bit cloudier than usual, but I got some new lenses for my glasses and I can see pretty normally. Sometimes when I wake up my eyes sting a little, but otherwise, adjusting to them is pretty easy. Sometimes I get migraines...and it seems like whenever I have one of those Boruto chooses that opportunity to come over. When I just want to hide in my room in the dark with no people. He's always asking for it. My dad left again. Mom said that this time it wouldn't be for nearly as long as last time. He still hasn't seen me since I woke up. Mom said that while I was asleep he woke up in a panic and said that he had to leave. She hadn't seen him since. But she knew that he would be back...though that's what she always says.

I was getting out of bed and I slowly made my way to the kitchen, read to dig through one of the cabinets to look for food. But instead I found my mother in the kitchen. Sitting on the counter, with something in her hands. Her back was turned to me.

"Um....mom?"

"Oh-" She whipped around like she had been caught doing something illegal and blush rose to her face. "Sarada...good morning."

"Uh....what are you doing on the counter?"

"Um...nothing." She said hopping down from the counter slipping something into her pocket.

"What do you have?"

"Nothing."

"Uh huh." I said smugly. "Show me."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"The thing in your pocket, I know that you have something." Her face turned bright red.

"You don't need to know yet."

"What? Does it specifically concern me?"

"Sort...of."

"Just show it to me already. Don't make me fight you for it." Her eyes narrowed. She knows that I've done it before, I've actually beaten her before.

"Fine...just....don't tell ANYONE about it." She said wringing her hands. "Not even Boruto."

"Of course not Boruto. Let me see." She reached into her pocket and handed the stick like object to me. Once I got a hold of it I immediately knew what it was. "Oh mom..."

"I'm pregnant."

"Wow. Mom..." She looked at me expectantly, trying to gauge my reaction. "Oh mom..." I wrapped my arms around her tightly. "That's wonderful! I'm gonna be a big sister!"

I had asked her time and time again when I was little for a little sister or a little brother. She would just shake her head and say that it was impossible. Papa was never home. And now my dream had come true. 16 years later. We're going to have a 16 year age difference? That's kind of crazy, a little bit ridiculous, but..."It'll be amazing mama!"

"Thank you, Sarada...I didn't know it was even possible."

"We're Uchiha!" I smiled. "We make the impossible possible." I let go of her and started staring at her stomach. "How far along are you?"

"12 weeks."

"Wow...how long were you going to wait before telling me?!"

"I'm sorry...I just didn't know if I'd be able to keep it...since I'm so old. But...I was going to tell you eventually."

"Of course you'll be able to keep it mama. Uchiha are strong."

"Yes...they are." She smiled putting her hand gently over her stomach. "I...don't know if I can do it again."

"Huh?"

"Sarada..." She looked up to me suddenly with tears in her eyes. "I don't know if I can do this again without your father!"

"Mama..." I grabbed her arms and pulled her to me, and let her cry into me. "It's okay. Papa will be home soon."

"We don't know that!" She sobbed. "It could be ages...what if he doesn't come back home? What if he misses this?! When I had you, I was so worried. I cried every day not knowing if he would get my letters, if he would ever come home. If he would ever get to hold you in his arms. I wanted him to be here. I missed him so badly, Sarada!"

"He didn't miss when I was born. So he won't miss this either." I whisper into her ear. "And I'll be here with you the whole time. I'll be there to buy you all your random cravings, and to hold your hand at the ultrasound. I'll be there to help you pick out the colors for the baby's room. I'll be here to help you organize your baby shower. I'll be here when the baby is born. I'll always be here, mama."

"Sarada!" My mother cried. "Thank you."

"And if he isn't here, I will find him and drag him here." I slowly stroked her back and let her calm down. "Now..." I said letting go of her again. "No more tears. My little sister wouldn't want you to be crying either."

"Okay." She said wiping away her tears.

"So when do you want to tell everyone?"