Journey Back In Time

Recapitulation

Tonkotsu..

Miso..

Maybe some Teppanyaki?

Going through the time-space didn't mean that she could disregard the clear rumbling of her stomach. Maybe she should have stayed for breakfast at Miho Obaa-chan's house after all. Besides, it sure seemed like the time-space was taking its sweet time to bring her back where she belonged.

Along with her undeniable hunger, she felt a queasy feeling in her stomach whenever she thought about the fact that she was getting closer and closer to having a much needed conversation with her father. Though she had complete faith in him, she couldn't help but be afraid of receiving something else other than what she had been told.

Even so, she wasn't returning with the same mindset that she had when she first embarked on her journey. It was a lot to take in, and it was going to take time to absorb the fact that after several years, she finally knew the truth about everything that's happened to her family.

In the next second, she felt a tingling sensation plague her limbs, and she kept her eyes tightly shut once the time-space began to distort more rapidly than before. A large force soon overtook the tingling feeling, and she let out a loud whimper as gravity seemed to have finally taken effect.

Her body fell, deeper and faster with every waking moment. Oh holy rules of space, please be good to he-

SMACK.

Sarada grunted as she rolled her eyes in their sockets, her head spinning from the fall. After awhile, she slowly opens one of them to take in the clear blue sky from above.

She layed there for a few seconds, observing the tiny dandelions that danced in and out of her sight. Finally, she hoisted herself up from the hard ground, rubbing her bottom in pain. Nevermind about thinking that the time-space was starting to go soft on her, it was completely unmerciful. She'd have to go find those ninja-weapons people and give them a very colorful review on their little "upgrade".

Before she could go on and devise a well-thought out scheme to do so, her eyes rested on the scene around her. All of her previous thoughts were suddenly abandoned, replaced by a delightful excitement in her chest when she saw that she was standing in the middle of a familiar area.

She didn't have to check it twice to make sure that she hadn't suddenly dropped into another time-point. She knew by every scent in the air and the distinguished marks on the old wooden swing that she was at the playground she and Boruto would always meet at whenever they had burning news to share.

"I'm finally home." Sarada celebrated with joy, the corner of her lips creating a large silly grin on her face.

"Sarada, is that you!?"

The Uchiha heiress froze at the sound of her name being called by a voice that she undeniably recognized. As if on cue, she swung her body around to see a blonde boy with widened blue eyes and an opened mouth gaping at the sight of his friend. In a split second, he darted his way closer to the Uchiha, refusing to spare her the chance of forming words as he swung his arms in the air and harshly crashed his palms down onto her shoulders.

"Boruto!-"

"YOU'RE SO UNFAIR! YOU WENT ON SOME KIND OF CRAZY ADVENTURE WITHOUT ME, DIDN'T YOU!?"

Sarada blinked, widening her eyes at her best friend's loud outburst only a few inches away from her face. Boruto continued to stare at her with a strong gaze, until finally, the Uchiha heiress became evidently annoyed.

Suddenly, a large fist made its way towards the cheek of the Hokage's son, earning a loud grunt and sending him flying to the side and hitting a tree before sinking down onto the grass. Sarada displayed a pissed-off expression, still clutching her fingers. "Don't interrupt me while I'm greeting you, Bakaruto!"