First Day

                                    

                                          
Chapter Two: First Day
Sarada sat up from her bed and blinked her eyes. Everything was blurry so she couldn’t tell where she was. As she began to panic she remembered that she was at Naruto's house. Sarada got up and looked for her glasses and found them on the desk where Boruto had put them the night before. When she finally had them on she checked the digital clock on her nightstand. It read 6:30. Sarada frowned and rushed out her room. She was behind schedule. She usually wakes up at five and is ready by seven but because of the book she was reading she went to bed late. Sarada walked into the bathroom and took her usual thirty minute shower. As she opened the curtain, the door to the bathroom swung open and a half asleep Boruto walked in. He stared at her, she stared back. Sarada tried to cover herself up with the curtain but it only did so little because it was see through.
                          
“Get out you baka!”  Boruto eyes widened in realization. He quickly slammed the door shut and turned away.
                          
“Niisan?” A sleepy Himawari asked as she stepped out of her room. She was rubbing her eyes. She took a step closer to her brother and examined his shocked face. “Why do you have a nosebleed and why is your face so red?” Boruto placed a hand under his nose and swiped. When he looked at it there was blood.
                          
“Um...n-no reason!” Boruto exclaimed while placing his hand behind his back. “Go back to bed.” Himawari nodded and followed her brother’s instruction. He stood at the bathroom door and couldn’t help but think of Sarada.  Boruto felt his pants get tight. Boruto heard the knob on the bathroom door turn. He ran back to his room and pushed the door shut. 
                          
“Boruto?” A voice asked from behind the door. 
                          
“Yes, dad.”
                          
“Can I come in?” Boruto placed a hand over his nose and opened the door. Naruto looked down at his son and raised an eyebrow. “Why was Sarada screaming?” Boruto looked away without answering his father.
                          
“How would I know?” Boruto shifted from one foot to another, he was getting really uncomfortable and the thought of Sarada just made his pants tighten more. He didn't know why. Naruto looked at his son’s hand and pulled it away from his face. Boruto looked down. 
                          
“Look at me.” Boruto hesitantly lifted his eyes to meet his father's. Naruto smirked when he saw the bloody nose. 
                          
“What's wrong with me?” Boruto asked while he rubbed his legs together. 
                          
“You're growing up dattebayo!” Naruto ruffled his son's hair and smiled. Boruto groaned in defeat. 
                          
“What does that have to do with my bloody nose and tight pants!” Naruto winked at his son before leaving. Kaaaaaaaa-saaaaaaan!!” Boruto ran down the stairs and into the kitchen where his mother was making pancakes. 
                          
“Yes, Boruto.” Hinata put down her spatula and turned to her oldest child. 
                          
“What's wrong with me?” Hinata looked her son up and down. 
                          
“Hmm.” She grabbed a wet wipe and began cleaning Boruto's nose. 
                          
“Hmm, what!” Boruto exclaimed. 
                          
“Looks like a case of puberty.” Hinata moved back and placed her hands on her hips. “I would handle that if I were you.” She gestured towards the bulge in Boruto's pants. 
                          
“How?” Hinata winked at her son and turned back to breakfast. "You're just like Tou-chan!" 
                          
“Do it quick! You have to take your sister to her first class today!” Boruto huffed before turning back to the stairs only to see Sarada walking his way. He felt his face flush and his pants got even worse. Sarada looked up at the stiff Uzumaki and glared, but she was blushing. 
                          
“What are you looking at!” She tilted her head to right. Boruto shook his head furiously as he watched her hair and pushed past her. Sarada raised an eyebrow in confusion. “Ohayo Hinata-oba. What's his problem?”
                          
“Oh nothing! Just had a weird experience this morning is all.” Hinata responded. Sarada's blush darkened as she sat at the table. 
                          
“G-good to know.” Sarada pushed up her glasses awkwardly. Ten silent and uncomfortable minutes later, a sniffling Himawari ran into the kitchen. 
                          
"Mama! Bolt ripped my favorite sweater!" Soon after Boruto ran in holding a piece of yellow fabric. 
                          
"Don't call me that and it was an accident!" Hinata stared at her children before motioning for Himawari to come to her. 
                          
"Hima, why don't you go with Sarada into her room to see if there is a sweater that she can  give you?" Himawari sniffed as she looked up at Sarada with her big, light blue eyes. Sarada nodded and took her best friend's hand. They walked out the room, as soon as they were gone Boruto threw the ruined sweater on the table and sat in a chair. 
                          
"Okasan, she's eleven! Stop treating her like a five year old!" Boruto glared at his mother with his armed crossed. Hinata looked down at her son. 
                          
"She's a princess and she gets what she wants. Just watch, she has your father wrapped around her little finger." Boruto looked behind him to see Naruto walking down the stairs cuddling a giggling Himawari. Behind them stood Sarada who was smiling with her arms behind her back. Himawari was now wearing a light pink sweater with black shorts. In her hair was a pink bow the same color as the sweater. She also had white shin high socks with her black sneakers.
                          
"How do I look!" Himawari smiled at her mother and older brother. Hinata smiled back at her while Boruto rolled his eyes. 
                          
"You look like Sarada just with sweaters." Boruto sneered as he looked his sister up and down. Himawari crossed her arms. Sarada was wearing a red long sleeve button up with a gray skirt, around her waist was a black cardigan with her family crest. Her hair was up in a ponytail with a red ribbon and she had on black knee high socks with gray ankle boots. 
                          
"That's the point! She's a princess-in-training! I wanna be just like her." Sarada snorted as she rolled her eyes. 
                          
"Who told you that?" Sarada asked as she tried not to burst out laughing. 
                          
"Uncle Sasuke..." Sarada's face paled and she was no longer laughing. 
                          
"Well then."Everyone looked at Sarada expecting an explanation. "It's kinda true." Hinata and Naruto didn't look surprised. On the other hand, Boruto's jaw had dropped to the floor. Himawari clapped her hands. 
                          
"Nani!?!" Boruto exclaimed. 
                          
"Don't act so surprised, your mom's family is more up on the 'royalty' meter than mine." Sarada stated putting air quotes around royalty. Himawari nodded and Boruto stared at his mom. 
                          
"Mom is... Dad knew..." Hinata ushered the children out the door, Boruto still in shock. 
                          
"C'mon, niisan! How could you not know? Mama tells us about her family all the time." Himawari patted her brother on the back. 
                          
"We better hurry, you know how Chouchou gets when we're late." Sarada linked arms with Himawari and they walked down the stone steps to the street leaving a still confused Boruto behind. 
                          
A/N
I know this chapter is silly but I like how it turned out! This is actually my first attempt at a modern au story. 
                          
Lol, so what do you think? How was it? Grammar issues? Anything wrong? Suggestions? Lemme know! 
-Hime