Chapter Eight
Today was Saturday and like any other day, it was sunny. You could hear the chirps of birds as they wake up from their nest and fly away, their newborn chicks crying for food. It was a typical Saturday morning.
In a medium sized house that stood on an island far away from the city. Currently there were three people eating breakfast on the kitchen table. On the wall hung a modern clock.
7:30 AM
The three plates to which the three people were eating consisted in white rice and on the side was miso soup. It is a typical breakfast as one might think.
The three people as mentioned earlier were a family, the mother having black hair with a face that just sparked goddesses, having a smile on her face.
A blond father who seems rather calm, having a handsome appearance. One might think that he was some sort of model, or a very important person due to his aura around him that basically spoke "Powerful".
Then next to the mother sat a somewhat small boy with raven unkempt hair, that reached his shoulder, having three large bangs over his forehead, barely covering his eyebrows. One thing that was noticeable was his peculiar skin, which appeared to be pale, it wasn't a sickly pale but more of an unusual healthy pale skin. None thought it was weird since this world did have abnormal skin tones. His facial expression didn't really show much, as for his eyes showed impassive. Ever so he continued to eat his regular breakfast.
"Hey Boruto, at what time are we supposed to go to Master Roshi's place?" The raven-haired girl spoke in a rather soothing tone, as she placed her spoon down and looked at the blond haired man.
It's been about two or three years since they've last seen Master Roshi, since they were busy around their child and work. They still kept in touch by calling once in a while, usually around every other month or so.
He glanced towards her and unconsciously smiled. "I think Goku said around 12:30 PM, or 12:00 Hmm I can't remember it." He said as he went in thought for a second, but a second later his thought process suddenly stopped as his son began to speak.
"12:30 PM." He spoke reverently as he stopped his hand from scooping rice. He looked towards his father who had his eyebrows raised. He looked to be around four years old, one might think that he would become very handsome in the future.
It was very rare for him to speak and would only speak if needed too, so seeing him speak without getting called for was very a bit shocking to both Boruto and Sarada.
It wasn't that the boy didn't really like talking, no-rather he just wanted to hear and observe others. He didn't really know what to talk and would often stay quiet, and when he does talk he speaks in a respectful tone.
He's been this way ever since he's learned to speak, at a very early age. Learning very quick and pick on words that would come out of their parents mouth. As he started getting older, he gradually learned to read books due to the help of his mother.
Both Boruto and Sarada didn't quite understand why that is, but Sarada may have thought that he inherited his father's habit of being aloof. Which really seemed to be running in her family, as her father once spoke about his brother, and this reminded her of him.
"Ahh...that's right you were there with me when we visited Goku's house, huh." Said Boruto as he looked at his sound with bright blue eyes, a smile on his face as he heard his son speak. The same could be said for Sarada.
"Mhmm Yato-kun, you seem rather excited to go...Any particular reason why?" Said Sarada with an eyebrow raised. The boy named Yato looked at her mom and shrugged his shoulders, he then began scooping rice with his spoon.
Both Sarada and Boruto chuckled seeing this, they got used to seeing him act this way, so it didn't really bother them. They would often get told to have him check a psychiatrist but they declined it saying that there was no need for that, since he was only four years old.
"Say Yato-kun, do you want to train with me after we're done eating?" Boruto curiously asked as he again looked at him. Honestly he enjoyed bonding with his son, seeing how he didn't really want to be like his father who hadn't been with him when he was a kid. Although he couldn't really blame him since his father was a Hokage, the leader of the hidden leaf village.
Yato again stopped his movements and without even glancing at him, he nodded his head.
"Hn"
He then began eating his breakfast.
Boruto sighed inwardly as he nodded his head. Sarada who was next to Yato patted his back.
"Well, make sure you come back home around 10 to change, since you don't want to go there with sweaty clothes, now do you?" Sarada remarked.
Both Yato and Boruto shook their heads.
"That's what I thought." She said as she chuckled.
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Boruto and Yato could be seen jumping around a Forest. Yato seemed to be panting as he tried to catch up to his father, who was right in front of him.
"Do you want to stop?" Boruto said as he glanced towards his son as he continued to jump from branch to branch, to tree to tree. Yato shook his head, he took a deep breath and increased his speed a bit.
Boruto grinned seeing his son trying to catch up to him. "Alright then, I'll go a bit faster." He said as Yato looked at him in surprise.
"You didn't think this was my max speed, did you?" Boruto said as he teased his son, who shook his head.
If he was being honest with himself, he already knew that his father was strong, and knew that it would take a long time to barely catch up to him.
Boruto, expecting him to be a bit sad, was slightly surprised to see his son's confident eyes. This again made him grin.
Boruto knew that his son was going to be different than he was as a child, and this was proven as he checked his Ki and Chakra. He saw how every time he got older, his reserves would slightly increase.
When he was at his son's age, he didn't even come close to where he's at. If his four year old self would spar with his son, then he would ultimately lose without a doubt.
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10:30 AM
Both Boruto and Yato had just returned home with their shirts having sweat on them. You could even see the outlines of Boruto's muscles underneath his shirt. While Yato hadn't really developed much, still having some baby fat. Although he wasn't chubby, his cheeks were rather puffy.
"We're home." Boruto announced as he and his son entered the house, taking his shoes off. Sarada upon hearing his voice walked towards the entrance of the house. Seeing his husband and his son, she smiled.
"You're 30 minutes late." She said with a fake angry tone. Boruto chuckled nervously as he walked towards her and hugged her. Yato continued to walk to his room.
"Eww you cover me in your sweat, now what will we do?" Sarada said as she put her hand on her chin, pretending to think.
"Mmm how about we take a shower together?" Whispered Boruto in her ear as he smiled slyly.
Sarada blushed. She already expected him to say that, but hearing him say it was still embarrassing.
"Mhm great idea." She said with a smile still having her cheeks tinted in red. Boruto immediately carried her causing her to make an "eep!" sound. He then walked towards the bathroom.