We've Grown. (Naruto FanFiction)

Chapter 16

    Standing in front of the mirror against his wall, Boruto buttoned up a shirt that would hide the bruise on his neck. He didn't think it was too noticeable, but his mother saw everything. The last thing he needed was for her to scold her in front of his friends and family. The Nara's, Inzuka's, Akimichi's, Sarutobi's, Yamanaka's, Uchiha's, and Hyuga's, all gathered in his home to celebrate the holiday, like they always did. This was the only time of the year that they all gathered under one roof, just to enjoy each other's company, and Bolt wouldn't have it any other way.
Walking down the stairs, he was met with
laughter, and the sweet smell of food.

  As he rounded the corner and walked into the crowded kitchen, he saw everyone's mother, and his aunt Hanabi. They all sat in the kitchen, conversing about whatever, with glasses of wine in their hands. Except for his mother, who had dropped the habit of drinking  alcohol a long time ago. "Hi, Boruto."
They all said, and he smiled before saying saying hello to them also. "The food will be ready in about 30 minutes." Walking to his mother, she kissed his cheek, before saying quietly, "I haven't forgotten about last night. We'll talk after dinner."
"But, Mom-" He said but she put her hand up, which meant that he needed to stop talking.

"Aunt Sakura? Is Sarada here?"
"Yes, she's with Sasuke." Sakura said with a smile, and he nodded, before walking out of the kitchen to find the guys, who were most likely watching football with their father's. While walking down the long hallway, Sarada walked out of of the bathroom, and smiled at him.
"Good afternoon, Sleepy head." Laughing he said, "Afternoon, Sarada." While hugging her and kissing her forehead, he said, "You look beautiful." Blushing, she smiled cutely at him. "And you look handsome, Boruto." Her manicured nails, stayed on his cheek as they talked about anything.

"Merry Christmas." He said while pulling a wrapped gift from his pocket. She blushed with a bright smile on her face, "You shouldn't have." He shook his head, "No, it's my pleasure." Taking it from his hand, she unwrapped it, to be met with a charm bracelet. A few days ago he had gone Christmas shopping with ShikaDai, and as soon as he saw the beautiful bracelet, he thought of Sarada.

"It's beautiful." She said with a bright smile,
"Thank you, Bolt." She said while hugging him.
He slid it on her petite wrist as she said,
"I feel bad, I didn't get you anything."
"That's okay, the only thing I want is you."
She blushed, "Underneath my Christmas tree, preferably unwrapped." He whispered in her ear, before kissing her already bruised neck.
"That can be arranged." She said softly, with her hand against his chest, making him blush, and clear his throat.

"Hima told us about what happened last night, did your parents find out about you?" She asked, and he shook his head. Bolt heard someone walking down the hallway toward him, and he pulled her into the bathroom. "No, but my mom somehow saw a hickey."
"Oh God." She grimaced, "She hasn't asked me about it yet, and I'm hoping that your mom convinces her to drink so that she'll forget." They both knew that the chances of that were slim considering her mother stopped drinking in high school. However, as long as she didn't bring attention to the bruise on his neck, they figured that he'd be fine.

Bolt knew that his mother didn't care about whether or not he was sexually active, but she definitely cared about him being involved with her best friends daughter. If his mother found out about them, so would Sakura, and that was a conversation neither one of them wanted to have with them mother's; Especially now considering they didn't even know what they were doing.
Laughing, Sarada hit his arm. "I hate you." Leaning over her, his hand locked the door. He put his hands on her hips, and sat her on the counter. "You weren't saying that last night." She smiled while wrapping her arms around his shoulders, "Oh? I'm pretty sure I did." Her eyes watched his lips, as he smirked,
"If my recollection is accurate, you were moaning how much you loved me."