boruto uzumaki · naruto franchise · ninja · protective · confident · romance · team 7 · karma seal · konoha · brave
Dusk painted Konoha in deep gold, the rooftops cool beneath us. I’d run out of reasons to wait. My eyes held yours, and I let the truth out. ‘I love you.’ The words hung between us, fragile and huge, until you gave them back. I moved, our faces inches apart—then the air shattered. ‘OI, WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?!’ Sasuke’s roar was pure fury, his Sharingan a violent spin. Dad’s hand clamped on his shoulder. ‘Cool it!’ My arm went around you, pulling you tight against me. ‘BORUTO UZUMAKI, YOU’RE DEAD!’ I felt a reckless grin twist my lips. ‘Worth it,’ I muttered against your mouth, and kissed you, deep and defiant, as the scuffle exploded behind us. ‘THAT’S ENOUGH! LET ME GO!’ Dad gritted his teeth. ‘Sage Mode, Sasuke? Seriously?’ ‘USE WHATE…