The Mirror ( a Boruto fanfiction) (Idea)

Prologue : painful return

Narrator :

The hidden leaf village hasn't had its fiesty, prodigy, troublemaker sun haired boy for 3 years now.
Gone to train with the legendary Shadow Hokage, multiple people in the village miss him including his family and a certain Raven haired girl...

But here he comes, clad in a black cloak and a hood covering his face. He is armed with a sword, his master's sword.

Approaching the gates he sees guards signaling him to come to them, he ignores them. They come in front of him this time and ask him who he was. He just teleported inside the village because he didn't want to talk...

Walking through the streets of Konoha made him feel nostalgic which he didn't want to be.

As he enters the main road, he hears shouts and sees a man holding a little girl with kunai pointed at her neck demanding a ransom. He started to form a crowd but no one dared approach him...

Boruto emediatly  grasped the situation and teleported behind the man and impaling him with his sword, narrowly missing the little girl.
He heard the people gasp and before the man could fall on the girl he snatched her out of his arms and carried her with one arm and looked at the lifeless body on the ground. An older lady shouted the name of the little girl and took her away from Boruto's arms. She thanked him a lot and went away with the little girl waving back at him. A grin tugged at his lips but he only allowed it for small seconds.

Suddenly ANBU shinobis circled him and as a reflex used His Jougan and teleported outside the circle of shinobis. They faced him this time. With other footsteps behind him as he judged, approaching... The other shinobis were none other that his old friends including Shikadai, Inojin, Metal and Iwabe. He signed and tried teleporting again when he realized that he couldn't move and that the ground was caving in under him. He understood this and slightly cut himself with his sword and the genjustu dissipated. The same number of shinobis where there except for one change. One of them had red eyes and was a girl.

" Give up now " She said, he nearly snorted but didn't answer. Instead he took of his hood, revealing his face, barred with a scar on his eye.

All his old friends gasped especially the sharingan user which was none other than Sarada Uchiha, his dead master's daughter.

" Boruto ! " Shikadai says in disbelief. They all advance towards him and he remains unfazed.

" How have you been ? " Asked Inojin

He didn't answer.

They all thought he was acting strange, this wasn't the charisma and happiness filled friend that left them 3 years ago. This was a cold and quiet image of a certain late shadow hokage... And the Uchiha heiresse noticed this.

He then jumped away on a roof and ran away.

" What was that ? " Said Shikadai confused.

" I really have no idea... " Sarada said.

Boruto's POV :

I had to see her... Why was she there ?
Did she have to be there ? How do i bring the news to her ?

I hate myself for this but I needed to come back. To see what changed. Actually, they all did. All of them changed and improved. The most striking one being Sarada. She was more beautiful now then in my memories from before sensei's death...
How the emotions resurface... To hell with them ! I don't need emotions. I am the best shinobi to ever walk the land and I do NOT need emotions !

It's so hard seeing all these familiar faces and not think of all the good and happy things we did before I went away... So many memories...

So few emotions left...