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Punishment

Another Borusara drabble, guys!

Punishment

His eyes were heavy and his head pounded harshly. His arms and legs felt extremely hard to move. When he finally regained his senses, Boruto was having a hard time believing it. It wasn't every day that he was tied to a chair with ropes, and that too with no ordinary ropes. These were latest developed chakra absorption ropes.

What the hell?

Suddenly, it hits him.

Sarada!

Dammit! He should have seen this coming. She won't be behaving cute and offering him her favourite caramel machiatto ...and like that? His face burned pink.

What the hell did she think she was doing?!

Even remembering it made his face turn frighteningly redder!

He wanted to scream and slap himself to forget that particular expression on her face, but bad for him, he could not, thanks to his tied arms. He struggled to get out of his restraints but to no avail.

There was a soft tap on the door and Sarada entered but she completely ignored his presence.

"Oi Sarada! Why the hell am I tied up in your office?"

Silence followed.

"Sarada, answer me!"

She swivelled her head, and her expression was serious.

"Fine, you wanna know?"

She grabbed his chair and turned him around so that he was facing the Hokage Mountain. The mountain was covered in red graffiti with insults.

"What do you think you're doing? Did you forget that seventeen years old boys aren't supposed do this?! And you seriously did that on a week before the annual Shinobi Alliance Kage meeting? What were you even thinking?" She scolded.

"Come on! I haven't done anything like this in a while. I can be forgiven this time, right? My old man hasn't come home for almost a month or two. You know, I'm always away on a mission and barely get time to meet him if he's not at home. I just wanted to remind him that I exist you know?" he retaliated.

Sarada breathed out a long sigh.

"I was not supposed to tell you this but since currently I'm the Hokage's apprentice, and the conduction of this meeting falls under my supervision, I will not have any shortcomings going around. Lord Seventh is planning to take a few days off after this meeting which he specifically aligned to coincide with your break from the duties."

He found his eyes widening, "Really?!"

She smirked, "Well, not 'really' after the stunt you pulled."

He groaned.

"And as for the punishment for your deed, I'll be keeping you here in the office till all the stuff related to the Kage meeting is over." She laughed at the look of horror on his face.

"Are you kidding me?! That will take two weeks! You can't keep me here for two weeks!"

He looked at him with fire in her eyes. "I can and I will. And you called this fate upon yourself. I have got nothing to do with it."

"Hey! What if I want to see Mom and Hima! And what if I'm hungry!"

"That's not a problem. I can call Hima-chan and Auntie to give you a visit here and as for you being hungry, I can feed you myself."

Boruto scoffed, "Just like how you offered me your coffee? No thanks."

Suddenly Sarada turned pink.

Something clicked in Boruto's head.

Wait...did she actually attempt to use her womanly charms on me...? WHAT THE HELL!

Boruto felt like he'd faint from the realisation when there was some movement behind him and the ropes were loosened. He immediately jumped off the chair, still astonished by his discovery and turned to look at her properly.

She still had pink cheeks and her gaze was all over the place except him. She raised her hand and placed it on his chest and pushed lightly.

"Go home Boruto. And don't cause more trouble, please."

He nodded and left.

...

It was almost two weeks later, the Kage meeting went without any hitch and finally when Sarada dressed herself formally to give a farewell to all the present delegates, it was then when one of her subordinates burst into the room.

"MAAM! He did it again!"

Sarada looked startled and then she immediately ran to the nearest window and peeked out. The ambience of the room suddenly turned darker and suffocating and the temperature dropped down a few degrees. Her glasses glinted, and a demonic aura covered her.

Chocho who had been inside Sarada's office for a while now, stuffing the potato chips and helping her to put up on the cape, commented nonchalantly.

"Sarada, your evil presence is showing."

Do tell me what you think of it, okay?