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Sarada-sensei and Her Boys - Boruto, Mitsuki, Kawaki

Rating: T

Genre: Humor, Fluff, and some light teasing

Warning: Student/teacher teasing for BoruSara.

A/N: Again for Cary’s @saradasensei AU! It’s just so cute and I adore this concept. Hahaha!

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“Sarada!” A tall man with blond hair waved at her from afar.

She stopped immediately and bowed. “Hokage-sama.”

“So formal!” Naruto laughed. He rubbed his nose, that jolly grin appearing permanent on his face. “I spoke to Kawaki last night, and he showed me his progress with his Fireball jutsu. I have to say, it’s coming along pretty well, and I’m sure I have you to thank for teaching him.”

“Oh!” She snapped up and laughed nervously. “It’s really all Kawaki. He works so hard, and I just taught him the hand seals. He picked it up in a snap.”

“Humble too, huh? Are you sure you’re Sasuke’s daughter?” Sarada blushed, which only made Naruto laugh again. “I’m joking, shit. He will kill me if he hears that.”

Sarada laughed for real. “Don’t worry, your secret is safe with me.”

“And so is Kawaki.” Naruto smiled softly at her. “I mean it, Sarada. Thank you.”

Her heart soared with his praise and sincerity. “It’s my pleasure.” She bowed again, and with another wave, Naruto was off.

“I’m home,” Sarada called out as she removed her shoes by the door.

“Darling, welcome home!” Sakura peeked out from the kitchen door, wearing a pink apron. “You’re back so soon.”

“I could say the same for you.” It was rare for her mama to be home so early, but Sarada wasn’t going to complain about it. The smells coming from the kitchen were comforting, too. It made her stomach rumble. “Are you cooking miso soup?”

“Yes, and some of your other favorites.” Sakura went back to the pot to stir it up. “I was able to finish up my medical journals since Mitsuki helped me.”

“Oh?” Sarada took a seat at the dining table and began cutting up some vegetables. “Is he behaving himself?”

“Very much so. He’s better than some of my other interns.” Sakura laughed lightly. “Fast learner and he speaks so fondly about you.”

“What?” Sarada’s heart raced, wondering what kind of stories Mitsuki had told her mother. “What—What does he say?”

“Oh you know, the usual things a student says about their sensei. Like how protective you are, and attentive to his needs.”

She released the breath she didn’t know she was holding. Good. Nothing negative. “Oh… well… Mitsuki’s really blunt and gets into trouble because of it. I just—I have to make sure he isn’t misunderstood.”

“I know, darling.” Sakura turned around and winked at her. “Like that time you nearly slit that guy’s throat because he took Mitsuki by the scruff of his collar, right?”

“He can’t expect to touch my student and get away with it!” Sarada exclaimed, feeling her blood rush just remembering it. “And over a stupid trading card!”

“Darling, the guy was your age.”

“That doesn’t matter! Mitsuki’s thirteen but he knows better!”

“Because you taught him better.” Sakura smiled fondly at her. “I’m so proud of you, Sarada.”

Her cheeks blushed. “Thank you.”

“Dealing with an all-boys team is so hard,” Sarada sighed and rested her cheek on her palm. “You’re so lucky you have girls, Hanabi-senpai.”

Hanabi giggled. Despite being nearly a decade her senior, the heiress would never dream of discounting Sarada’s hard work. “Oh? And here I thought you had it easy, with your boys being all over you and whatnot.”

“What?!” Sarada gasped. “They’re such a handful, I don’t know what you mean.”

“That isn’t what Boruto says,” Hanabi smirked, then continued to tease her, “He’s always going on and on about how he works hard so he can be your right-hand man and protect you.”

Sarada shook her head, yet she had a fond smile on her face. “Boruto found out I want to be Hokage, and… well, he certainly is something.”

“Something? Is that all you have to say? You’re going to break his heart!” Hanabi lifted her hand to cover her mouth as she laughed.

“Break his—what?” Sarada paled. “What has he been saying to you?”

“Oh nothing,” Hanabi replied coyly, just that you were going to be his wife, and he was determined to protect you and love you until his dying breath.” The heiress laughed again at Sarada’s horrified expression.

“He’s just a kid!”

“Oh shush, you’re like what? Three years older than him? You may eat your words once he has his growth spurt, you know.”

“Oh my god, I can’t believe you’re setting me up with your nephew—my own student!” Sarada hid her face behind her hands, absolutely mortified.

Hanabi wagged a finger at her. “My, my, Sarada-sensei, don’t rule him out just because he looks the way he does now. He’s growing and certainly fond of you. Just you wait. You’ll eat your words.”

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