What You Wish For [Complete]

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Boruto flexed his cold fingers in an attempt to restart the flow that had been lost. Ansei had spent the better part of the day healing the wounds he had suffered at the hands of Zetsu and Akuryo and was resting. Releasing Boruto from his chains and halting the brutal torture had been the first order of business after Ansei discovered that his friend was alive. Boruto sat in the corner of his new room while Ansei moved about, finding blankets so that Boruto wouldn't be cold that night. It was amazing. The broken Hyuuga wasn't as broken anymore. It's like he's found his true purpose, Boruto thought. He was happy for his friend, but at the same time, he wished it was for something other than this mess.

"So, how did you find Zetsu?"

"He found me," Ansei muttered softly. "I know you don't agree with this, Boruto, but I'm trying to save the world, not end it."

Boruto sighed. "What's the plan, anyway?" he asked finally. Maybe they had a legitimate plan that wasn't bad after all.

Ansei looked at Boruto. "We're attempting to revive a god," he answered. "And then she will unite the nations of this world in peace!"

Boruto blinked. In theory, the plan wasn't bad, but if he had learned anything in history class, it was that the road to hell was always paved in good intentions. This was, most likely, no exception. "Look, Zetsu was in my world as well. He's not exactly a saint."

"I know," Ansei admitted. "At first I thought he was, but I realized quickly that he wasn't."

"Then why?" Boruto asked.

"Because he can give me what I want... Peace. Peace in our time! Can you imagine it?"

Yes, Boruto answered silently. I live it every day. He realized that he could not fully judge them. It may sound crazy to him that people would be willing to murder, but he grew up in a world of peace. The nations weren't at war with each other. His father was best friends with the Kazekage and Shikadai was the child of two people from different nations and both his parents held high ranks in their villages. That can't happen in this world, Boruto thought sadly. Children who are born in this world from opposing nations must pick a side... a parent...

"It's a good goal," Boruto muttered. "But is it worth it?"

"Nine people," Ansei said softly. "All that have to die for this peace are nine people. Is it right of me? No, probably not... But I am one of those nine people, and I am willing to die. I will not see the peace this will create, but I am willing to die for it! Does that not make all this worth it, Boruto?"

Boruto closed his eyes. It all seemed fine, but in reality, he wasn't sure what to make of any of this. "I don't know, Ansei," he admitted. "I really don't..." He had come to this world to save Ansei, but it was becoming increasingly clearer that Ansei didn't want to be saved. "Are you sure about this?"

"I'm not sure about anything," Ansei whispered, staring down at his hands as if they held the answer. Boruto could see that his presence alone was enough to begin the conflict. He could see that good things did happen in this screwed up world. But he can't go back, can he? Boruto asked silently. He's a criminal. He will spend the rest of his life in jail... Or be sentenced to death.

Boruto stood up and walked to stand in front of the Hyuuga. "Ansei..." The boy looked up. "We have to leave." He pulled out the metal Sharingan. Ansei had worked to get Boruto's stuff back, including the device. "I can take you where you won't be persecuted anymore. You'll be safe."

"Will this world be safe?" Ansei asked quietly.

"The world will fix itself!" Boruto snapped. He was terribly naive.