Boruto POV:
I looked towards the house to find two eyes glaring at me with a death glare, he was more taller than me, he have two onyx eyes and long hair that cover the half side of his face, it was Uchiha Sasuke!I stared at his eyes, it was most terrifying thing I have ever see, people say that when I glare at them they get hell scared, but Uchiha Sasuke glare is a devil glare!
I don't know how an angel like Sarada and aunt Sakura are living in the same house as him, I felt like that time had stopped, his glare kept going over my mind, my heartbeat slow, I don't know if I'm happy or scared
this moment was all broke when Sarada turned around and saw her dad "Papa?" She said as she walked to him and give him a hug, well in situation I'm imagining an angel hugging a devil, no I think I'm over imagining
like if he has a devil glare or whatever he is still Sarada dad, the dad of the girl I loved, I cleared my mind as I walked toward him
his face changed when he saw Sarada smile, he smiled back at her, but once again it changed when he looked at me, he glare with anger in his eyes, I can't blame him, after all Sarada is his daughter and he is of course over protective
it is the same when it come to Hima-Chan, like I will not allow any guy I don't trust to get near to her,
"Sarada, what are you doing with this brat" he said as he glared at me, "Didn't mom tell you?" She asked "nope and who is this brat" he answered as Sarada chuckled "Dad dont tell me you forgot Boruto?" She smiled at me, well as you guess it melted my heart,
"Boruto? Oh that Uzumaki little brat" his glared started to fade a little bit, I felt relived, if Sarada wasn't here I would probably be dead! "But still I'm can't allow him to get near to you" he said with an angry tone, "dad you don't have to be overprotective, I'm old enough, plus Boruto and I are nothing but just rivals and friends"
she said as I was heart broken, I don't want to stay rivals, but at least she considered me as a friend, "dare to hurt her and you're dead, Understood!" he glared, "yes sir, I will be at your trust" I said
"I don't even consider you to give you my trust, I just wanted to let you know the result of playing with my daughter heart" he said "yes sir, I understand" as i said, Sarada smiled at me as she entered her house, he glared one more time as he entered as well
I stood still in front of their luxurious house, I looked at the window hopping Sarada will show up, it met my expectations, she saw me, she blushed a little bit, I waved my hand and give her a smile, she smiled back,
Im really happy when I'm with her, she the only girl that had drive me crazy,she is always in my mind over and over, but I can't even confess my feelings, I went to my car as I drive back home.
Sarada POV:
I closed my window, and sat on my bed, something was going over my mind (Boruto), if I recall everything, I can't hold my blush against him, why the hell am I so weak when it comes to him? Maybe because I knew and he knew me since 10 years, or it something elseI cleared my mind, I was so damn tired, I took a shower under the warm water and went to bed, I'm so lucky tomorrow we don't have school, I rested my head on my soft pillow and went into deep sleep.
I woke up from my peaceful slumber of call from ChoCho, I robbed my eyes, and answered her "What's it?" I asked "oh come on at least say good morning I hate when you're like this Sarada" she said with angry tone, like what she expect from me, I literally just woke up
I sighed "Good morning ChoCho" I said "yes that the Sarada I like" she said "so why did you call me?" I said, "oh yeah, I decided that me,you,sumire and the other girls are going to have a sleepover in my house, dad and mom aren't here for business stuff, so yeah let have fun" she said
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"Rivalry to Romance" ( BoruSara Fanfiction )
FanfictionUchiha Sarada the daughter of the great businessman Uchiha Sasuke, talented in sports, and skilled in everything and high grades and marks, Uchiha Sarada has a certain goal to achieve, is to win the long battle of challenges against her childhood fr...