We've Grown. (Naruto FanFiction)

Epilogue

"You look beatiful." The young woman said to the adorable toddler. "Thank you!" Anzu said to her God mother as she fixed the assorted flowers in her basket. "Are you ready to see your Mommy and Daddy get married?" She nodded her little head with a bright smile on her cherubic face, bringing a smile to her God Mother's face. "I can't wait!"

"Sarada?" She heard one of her fellow bridesmaids say. Smiling at Himawari she said, "Yes?"
"It's time. Do you know what you're doing?" Himawari teased, making Sarada roll her eyes, "I'm the maid of honor, remember?" She rolled her blue eyes, "Yeah, whatever. Just don't walk too fast down the isle." Sarada had became a very busy women, balancing work and school, and considering she no longer lived locally, she hadn't seen her friends in a while.

A few times a year her friends and her would meet to catch up, but other than that, phone calls, and social media kept them in touch with on another.
Though they lacked seeing each other constantly like they used to, their relationships hadn't changed a bit, and the fact that she was at her best friends wedding proved that.
As for Boruto? In the beginning, they saw each other frequently, and continued their intimate relations. They had definitely matured into responsible young adults, and they were finally healthy, mentally, physically, and emotionally.

However, things changed a little of a year ago, when Boruto met a girl from his university, and though Sarada was very supportive, she subconsciously hoped it was only temporary. Like they both had promised, they still very much loved each other, and they had been doing great for themselves since breaking up.
They all, with the exception of Himawari, would be graduating college in the next few weeks, and Sarada would be coming back to her hometown to study at the local medical school.

Being away from home gave her the break she needed, but she missed it. She missed being able to see her friends and family every day, and she missed her ex-boyfriend incredibly. They hadn't seen each other in months, because he had been extremely busy since she arrived back in town for their friends wedding. To her, she felt as though Bolt was avoiding her, and it made her nervous. Truthfully, she still felt the same she always had about him, and though she tried to forget about him, she couldn't.

"I'm so nervous, and it's not even my wedding." Sarada said to the fellow bridesmaids, making them laugh. "It's probably because you haven't seen Bolt yet." She sighed, "Do I look okay?" Himawari watched her start to fidget with her perfectly done hair. "You look amazing."
"Thank you, you too." She winked at her,
"I know."

  In ten minutes, the Bridesmaids and groomsmen emerged from their seperate rooms. Almost instantly, Sarada looked into a pair of ocean blue eyes, she hadn't seen in over five months. His eyes looked at every visible inch of her, and he still got the same butterflies in his stomach that he always had. She wore a burgundy colored dress, that clung to her beautiful curves, and paired nicely with her gold accessories. Sarada on the other hand, looked at his handsome face. He had matured into his already handsome looks, and now looked even more attractive. When her onyx eyes met his ocean blue ones for the second time, they both began walking toward each other, as the world around them seemed to slow down.

"You look-" They both said in unison, making the both of them laugh. "You go." Sarada said softly while tilting her head cutely, and watching his plump lips as they began to part. Instead of telling her how beautiful she looked, his soft hands cupped her face, and kissed her lipstick coated lips. She could feel him smile during the kiss, as she kissed him back. With her hands on his forearms, and their lips moving in sync with each other's, they felt the butterflies in their stomachs seize to exist.
It was perfect, just like it always was.
The people around them, their friends to be exact, all rambunctiously cheered them on, before they pulled away from each other, with smiles on their lips.