Broken Pieces (Naruto and Boruto Reader Insert)

Sasuke's Ending Part 1

'Miss [Name], 

After years of war we are happy to announce that our restaurant will finally open tomorrow. Only a selected group of individuals will be allowed to assist to our grand opening, it would be a great honor to have you there. The details are at the bottom of this letter. 

And sure enough, there it was.  It was an invitation to some restaurant that was about to open. It was rather strange really, although people did accept you here, it didn't mean they were warm towards you yet.  

You wanted to finish the invitation, but if you didn't people wouldn't take it very kindly. So, tomorrow you would have to attend it. Groaning, you knew that you would have to get something fancy for it, which you didn't have. 

So, although there were a few more hours of your day to spare to do something more useful, you headed to a store and buy something for the event. 

Once you found what you needed, you headed back and...Well, you decided to just retire for the day. Tomorrow morning before the event, you had to go an help at the hospital just like you have been doing for the past few weeks. 

The following day went as usual, but you had to go home early and prepare. Sakura didn't mind you going home early, for... whatever reason. 

Either way, you prepared yourself as best as you could. It wasn't like you were experienced with this sort of thing. You never, ever bothered to put so much effort into your outfit because there was no need for it. 

Being in that kind of clothing and shoes wasn't comfortable, but you would have to endure it for the rest of the day. Taking a long brearh, you followed the directions of the restaunt. 

At the front of it was a single waitess, and not a single about was on aight. "Please follow me, I'll take you to your table."

The woman bowed as she took your invitation, she led you inside. The restaurant was very, very luxurious, but emepty. You didn't say anything, maybe you were just way to early.  

The restaurant was almost empty had it not been for you and a waitress. This was supposed to be its Grand Opening, and you had been invited to it but you were here, seating at an empty table for about ten minutes? The waitress offered you wine, but nothing else was being offered. 

This was making you very, very uncomfortable and something in your gut told you to leave. So, you took the last sip of the wine and rose to leave. 

The waitress noticed and she was about to say something when the front door opened to reveal...Sasuke. Like you, he was dressed for the event, but looked like he didn't want to be here...Until he noticed you there, standing. 

His eyes widened, simply staring at you and slowly his eyes trailed to your form. As soon as he realized what he has done, his cheeks turned red. For a moment his eyes shifted outside, then he let out a breath and walked to you. "I...I'm sorry," he spoke trying not to look at you in the eye, "someone set us up." Then he looked at the waitress, "weren't we?"

The woman smiled, "this restaurant was reserved for the two of you. So yes."

Did Sarada and maybe even Sakura have to do anything with this? Smiling, you decided to return to your seat but Sasuke didn't move. It was as if he was uncertain about what to do, so you decided to give him a little push. "Come on, what's done is done so might as well enjoy it."

Slowly the Uchiha approached you and too the other seat, which was opposite you. His gaze wwmas locked in the table, not daring to lock his gaze with yours. He didn't want to be here, he looked uncomfortable. The waitress started to bring you the food that was prepared, but seeing Sasuke so... Uncomfortable, it pained you. 

The two of you were set up and although it was meant to be a date, was it too much to share the meal like the two friends you two were? Lowering your gaze, you pushed the chair back and stood up and continued to walk out of the restaurant. The waitress was startled, she paused just as she placed Sasuke's mean on the table. 

Sasuke didn't bother to even stand up, he just watched you walk out of the restaurant and out of his sight. Your stomach grumbled, you had yet to eat and you were actually looking forward to that meal. It would have been nice to talk to Sasuke, it had been a while since they two of you had a decent talk. 

But it was alright, really, as painful as it was the experience, you understood him. Sarada knew her father would still be unwilling to take a step like this, all for her sake. That was why she did this for him. 

"[Name] wait!" It wasn't Sasuke's voice that stopped you from walking, it was his daughter. She must have been close by to see what would happen. Then you continued to walk home, the girl quickly caught up to you. "Wait, can't you go back? He's still there."

It was touching what she was doing for him. "Don't push things like this Sarada, he doesn't want to be there...with me."

"No,no." In order to stop you from walking, she grabbed you by the elbow. "He's just nervous, just...Just give him an opportunity. He loves you, he just doesn't know what to do."

But Sasuke wasn't here, it shouldn't be her who should be. Maybe he loved you, maybe not, but this was not how relationships started. "Then let him do it at his own pace. If he does want a date with me, then he can do it on his own accord."

"But," she groaned as she loosened the hold on you and stepped back. "He won't do it, he still thinks that he is going to hurt me by doing it. I thought he would understand by now that, if he decides to even marry you, I'll be more than happy. But he's..."

"If he doesn't want to, then let him. I can't give an opportunity to someone that doesn't want it." If Sasuke didn't look like he was dying inside by just being with you, you wouldn't have minded that the two of you were set up. You would have still concisted it a date if he was willing to do it too. 

The truth was, this had been the first kind of official date you've had. Sasuke blew it, and really bad. If he didn't take advance of the situation, someone else will. That was why Sarada's heart ached.  His father would end up watching as someone else did take the initiative to ask you out on a date, and he would live knowing that he could have been there at your side. Someone else will.