Chapter 4✅

                                    

                                          
Sarada Pov:
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*Sarada is 6 years old*

"Mama, when is Boruto coming home?" I ask. 
Mama looks startled at the question and blinks wearily before cuddling me. 
"Boruto will be home soon darling. Don't worry about a thing." She reassures brushing my hair back. 
"And Papa? He'll be home soon too?" I ask. 
Mama doesn't answer this time, simply squeezing me tighter in a hug and letting a shaky breath out. 
"Would you like to play with Himawari?" She asks.
"Mama, I can't skip my lessons. How else am I going to become Queen? The Queen doesn't choose playtime over her duties. Just look at Aunty Hinata, she's not putting off any time to play!" I beg.
Mama's eyebrows crinkle together and she pouts furiously. 
"Sarada Mikoto Uchiha, don't be silly. You need to have some time to play with your friends. And...they really need it, okay?" I feel bad now and tears start leaking out. Much more softly this time Mama speaks, "take the time to be a kid okay? I know you'll be the best Queen ever alright?" 
"Okay Mama." I hug her tightly. 
"Let's go play with Hima!" I grin. 
Mama ruffles my hair and smiles, "It'll just be you two and a guard today. I have to go to the healer bay." She informs, "is that okay with you?" She adds.
I scowl but nod. Mama has work to do...but I want her with me. 
"It's fine. Will Papa be here later though?" 
"I hope so." She sighs. 
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Hima giggles as we paint all over our guard's face. 
With the contrasting patterns of purple and orange he looks positively adorable if I do say so myself. 
"Go get some glitter Hima!" I grin. 
The guard grimaces at my suggestion and another giggle makes it way out of my throat. 
Mama was right, it's good to be a kid. 
I wish Boruto would come back from his trip already! This would've been much more fun. He's a really good drawer! But I'm still better. 
"This is quite cruel, Princess Sarada." The guard protests but a smile dances on his pretty lips in a way that says he really doesn't matter. 
"I'm not the princess silly. But one day I will become Queen!" I giggle. 
"I know you will sweetie." He presses a kiss to my hand and bows. 
"Princess Sarada, soon to be Queen of all the nations." He gives me a dazzling smile and bows, "I bow to you, princess." 
I turn away smiling and clap.