Genderbend Problems [BoruSara]

Chapter 4. Heartbroken Tuesdays

Splat !

Blood red spattered everywhere.

Sarada was standing in front, protecting the venerable blonde.

The figure had its kunai stabbed inside of the Uchiha's stomach while the gaping mouth stayed on his face.

"Die." Sarada muttered, taking the chance of his shock and casted genjutsu right into his defenseless mind.

Boruto finally stood up with shaky legs and dashed beside the male.

The figure got his mind crushed by the genjutsu Sarada cast and fell onto the ground lifeless.

Or he just got KOed by Sarada's extreme godlike sexiness.

Who knows ?

But, Our heroine or hero ? got a problem on his/her sleeve.

What the !?

Crap.

Sarada growled and groaned, bending over slightly while clutching his wounded stomach while squeezing his eyes closed.

His glasses were slipping off his nose, but Boruto gently pushed it back.

Sarada's eyes widen and harshly push her away, wobbling on her unsteady posture, she forced a glare to the shocked and hurt Uzumaki.

"Get the fuck away from me and go home Uzumaki." Sarada spat vemonly and slowly trudged inside the school.

Probably to the infirmary.

Boruto could felt her heart clench at the mean words, her tears fought to slipped out of her once bright sparkling eyes.

"Sarada...." Boruto could only whispered to the back of the Uchiha.

Sarada came to a stop.

Boruto was about to jump onto him and said that he could never leave her because he loves her too much, and snuggle to him.

Well.

Of course that's what Boruto always tells herself.

That is until, Sarada turned his head back to the Uzumaki with his sharingan activated.

"Don't let me repeat myself." He warned. His tone showed no hesitation.

Boruto felt her heart froze at the coldness in his voice.

Sarada deactivated it and slowly went inside the school.

Leaving Boruto standing out the gates, alone with tears streaming down her whiskered cheek.

Sob.

Sob.

Sob.

Boruto finally fall to her knees, sobbing and desperately wiping the tears away but it never stopped.

Just like her love for Sarada.

And the hurt of constantly getting rejected.

***
"Sumire...." Sarada muttered, shocked and fell to the white patient bed thanks to her unbalanced walking.

Sumire gasped quickly getting to his side and carefully helped the Uchiha to the bed, letting him lay down more comfortable to lessen the pain on her wound.

Sarada groaned, slowly lifting his hand to his stomach as the green light stared to illuminate from his hand.

"Ano...please let me help !" Sumire who was beside his, suddenly squeaked up.