"A marriage proposal -" Shigeru grinned , eyes closed. A short silence followed. "-between your son and my daughter." Naruto choked. And he choked hard. The hot liquid felt like fire on his tongue.Live and burning. But the sensation didn't come without the realisation following right after it. A realisation that made the Hokage wince , certainly not because of his melting taste buds. The train of thoughts in his mind had simultaneous accidents as he worded his reaction in two simple syllables. Oh shit. Shikamaru coughed violently dropping his cigarette. The time the white tobacco roll took to reach the floor was enough for the adviser to come to the conclusion. They were fucked. (OR) A storm evades the streets of Konoha as the rumours of the Hokage's 15 year old's 'arranged marriage' spread like a wild fire. The new gen take it upon themselves to fix the issue on their own. Sarada and Mitsuki swear on their name to convince Naruto otherwise. Before all of it reaches the worst possible conclusion. The worst conclusion? Boruto Uzumaki has no clue. It's the season of disaster in the Hidden leaf afterall.