We've Grown. (Naruto FanFiction)

Chapter 21

   "Ok ladies and gents! We have two hours to plan this ceremony, and just like all of you I don't want to be here any longer then I have to, so let's put on our thinking caps and get the ideas rolling." Cho said with a bright smile on her face, as she spoke to the people who volunteered for the party planning committee: both involuntary and voluntary. The alumni banquet was coming up in precisely two weeks, and the group had to plan it perfectly
"Come on guys, there's no bad ideas."
She said after a moment of silence had passed, and people just stared at her blankly. Bolt raised his hand. "Boruto, go ahead."

"I say we make it a casual thing, then maybe the theme could be a lot less difficult." Some people nodded in agreement, "Yeah, no. Their our alumni, so they need to be treated as such. Sorry you guys, but you're not gonna get out of wearing a suit." Most of the guys sighed deeply, except Haron, who sat next to some girl, laughing. Sarada's gaze was upon his back, and she assumed that he felt her gaze because his eyes soon met hers. He winked at her, making her blush before looking away.
"I have a theme." Hima said, "Shoot."
"Throwback to prom. Like an elegant, but retro prom setting." Shika wrote that down on the whiteboard behind Cho, "Good idea."

In twenty minutes they narrowed it down to Himawari's idea, and the exact time.
"Sarada, you're hosting as you know, Boruto you're co-hosting." They both nodded, before she gave everyone else their jobs. "I have the most boring job." Bolt said as they took a break from the meeting that had been going on for the last hour and a half. The two of them were the only people in the usually overpopulated hallway, and they used it to their advantage as they held each other's hands.

"Pretty sure I have the most boring job." He smiled a little, "Well at least we get to do it together."
She nodded, "Not that it matters, you know better than to even look at me while my father is around." Bolt laughed his contagious laugh, making her smile. "Especially since the Christmas party." He shook his head, "I still have nightmares about that night."
"Oh me too." She said while laughing slightly.
"Maybe we should just tell him about us."
Sarada tried to stop myself from grimacing, but she did subconsciously, and he noticed.

"Ah don't do that, Hime."
"No I didn't mean it like that. I just don't know if we should tell our parents yet, in general." He scratched the back of his neck, "Well I told Himawari, and she already told our mom." Sarada sighed, "I wouldn't be surprised if she told my mom."
"Me neither, they've always wanted us together." She laughed a little, "Well if our moms already know, we might as well tell our friends too." Sarada said making him smile, "As for my dad? I'll talk to my mom about it." His smile somehow got brighter.

"Okay, sounds like a plan." She smiled before leaning in to peck his lips swiftly, but he had other plans, as he cupped her face in his hands, and kissed her longingly. The kiss made her knees weak, and her face blush as his lips worked magic. With her hands against his chest, and his hands entangled in her hair, the butterflies in her stomach erupted as they completely forgot about the world around them.
They were brought back to reality by the sound of someone clearing their throat, bringing them back to reality. "You both are blocking the water station." Haron said, "Oh, sorry." Bolt said while they both moved out of his way and headed back into the conference room. "That was awkward."

"Just a little." Bolt said quietly as they sat down with their friends, and got filled in on the information they missed. It was mostly her going over the dress code, and other concepts that were mostly common sense. As Sarada talked to her friends, she could feel Haron's eyes as he sat across from her, staring at her with a hostile look in his eyes. When she made eye contact with him, he didn't look away like she had expected him to, instead he stared into her eyes with a look that made her anxious. Though it wasn't clear to most, she saw that he was angry, and by the way he clenched his sculpted jaw, she saw that he was close to unleashing his anger.