#mitsusumi

narusaku (naruto)

Jerza (fairy tail)

Nejiten (naruto)

Inohima (boruto)

Saiino (naruto)

Mitsusumi (boruto)

Kakarin (naruto)

Inonezu (demon slayer)

Kacchako (my hero academia)

Dekulissa (my hero academia)

Konomoe (naruto)

Obamitsu (demon slayer)

Inukik (inuyasha)

Bixanna (fairy tail)

And last but not least....

My favorite ship of all time is....

*drum roll*

GRAYLU!!!!!!! (Fairy tail)

Teen Mitsuki:(stuck between sumire and sarada)

Teen Sumire:(zips up mitsuki's shirt)

Teen Sarada:(zips down mitsuki's shirt)

Teen Sumire:(zips up mitsuki's shirt)

Teen Sarada:(zips down mitsuki's shirt)

Teen Mitsuki:(pouts) Ah...

Teen Sumire:(reaches for mitsuki's shirt)

Teen Mitsuki:I'll do it myself.

Teen Sarada:wait wha-

Teen Mitsuki:(rips his shirt and takes it with one hand infront of sarada)

Teen Sarada:(burns the shirt with a fire style jutsu)

Teen Sumire:(her face turns red)

Teen Sarada:(smiles)

Teen Mitsuki:(wraps his arms around sumire's and sarada's shoulders and pulls them close to his body) You alright,class rep?

Mitsuki :- the dishes are very dirty.

I love how both Mitsuki and Boruto are concerned for Class Rep after Kawaki pushes her away. I mean Boruto always had a soft spot for Sumire,but Mitsuki and Sumire went from 'Yeah,I'll kill you and smile and wave tomorrow' to 'We are friends and no one can hurt you!'

Hello, Anon! 

Here’s a super rough summary and two snippets of a long-ass one-shot I’m working on. It’s based on my friend’s sister’s current love life. Well, the start of it, at least. Lol! 

Title: The Bet 

Summary: Sarada knows that she doesn’t need to be in a relationship to be complete. Her best friend doesn’t think so. They make a bet that if Sarada goes on dates, and still doesn’t find the right one, she wins and proves that being single is better and she will never date again. And then she meets Boruto Uzumaki, who apparently has no flaws, and he changes her mind.

Snippet 1, a glimpse of what Sarada is like: 

“Sumire!” Sarada turned around and hugged her friend, side-eyeing the guy who was now walking away, looking frustrated. This gave Sarada a little bit more of a ‘pick me up’, and she continued to hug her friend until she perched on the stool next to her. “What happened? You didn’t answer my texts or calls, and you said this was urgent!” 

“I know, I know!” The girl was all smiles and waved her hands in front of Sarada’s face. “I’m sorry, I got caught in traffic but—oh my god. You won’t believe it, Sarada!” Sumire squealed, holding on to both sides of her cheeks, barely containing her glee. 

That’s when Sarada saw it, a sparkling ring on Sumire’s finger. Her eyes went wide. “Oh no, oh no.” She pulled Sumire’s left hand towards her and there it was: a shiny diamond ring set on a silver band, wrapped around her pretty little ring finger. “You said, yes?” 

“Yes!” Sumire beamed. “Oh, Sarada. I couldn’t believe it.” 

“Neither can I.” Her face twisted. “Sumire, you’ve only known him for what, three months?” 

The girl’s smile melted for a moment, but she quickly put her grin back on. “Yeah, but he’s so nice and I really really like him.” 

“Sweetheart— ” Sarada ordered a drink for Sumire and looked at her pointedly. “This guy has snakes for pets and you don’t even know what he does for a living. It’s sketchy!” 

Sumire smiled sweetly and held on to Sarada’s hand. “I know you’re worried about me, but believe me: Mitsuki’s the one.” 

Sarada swallowed the onslaught of harsh comments along the lines of ‘you can’t marry a man you just met’ lodging in her throat. How could she say those things when her best friend looked at her so sincerely? The spark in Sumire’s eyes was undeniable and it made Sarada sigh in resignation. “If you’re happy, I’m happy.” And she meant that. Sarada placed her other hand on Sumire’s. “But if he breaks your heart, I’m killing him.” 

Sumire giggled and squeezed her hand. “That’s a deal! Oh, I’m so excited. His friends are throwing us an engagement party this weekend! Please, please come.” 

Snippet 2, BoruSara’s first encounter: 

“Sarada, Boruto’s my best friend, and he will be my best man, too,” Mitsuki explained. “Sarada is Sumire’s best friend.” 

Sarada took his hand in hers and gave him one of her business handshakes--nice and firm. “Nice to meet you.” Surprisingly, his handshake was also firm, but not painfully so. 

“Can I get you a drink?” he asked, noticing that her hands were empty. 

“Yes, please do,” Mitsuki walked around them, holding on to his fiance. “I’ll be right back. Sarada, please enjoy yourself.” 

This wasn’t what she expected at all. Sumire was already drunk and was going to be put to bed and now Sarada was being endorsed by a  stranger. Despite knowing a few faces in the room, no one looked available enough for her to scurry over to, and maintain a safe distance from anyone else. The blond stood next to her, waiting with a bright smile on his face. “Can be water, or whatever you want, ya know?” 

She rolled her eyes, failing to stop the curve on her lips. “What alcohol do they have?” Sarada asked as she walked over to the kitchen.

His eyes widened a bit, and he fell in step with her, filling the space with easy conversation. Sarada listened as her gaze wandered to the counter, skimming the bottle labels, seeing if there was anything she fancied. Even if there was no work the following day, she had no plans to get plastered but a drink after a long day sounded like a good idea. 

“Whatever you can think of,” Boruto snickered. “Here, what do you feel like? I’ll make you something.” He walked around the counter, standing across her and washing his hands in the sink. Once he dried them off with a towel, he pulled out a pack of ice from the freezer. 

Interesting proposition, she thought and then teased, “I thought you were in sales, I didn’t know you were a bartender, too.” 

He shrugged, a curve on his lips. “Just something I picked up and like to do. Do you want something sweet?” 

“Do I look like someone who likes sweet things?” Sarada crossed her arms across her chest and huffed, pretending to look offended. When Boruto’s eyes widened, achieving the desired reaction Sarada wanted to illicit, she smirked. “I love sweets. I’ll have whatever you recommend, as long as it’s tequila-based.” 

With a sigh of relief and a bright grin on his face, he took the bottle of tequila and a cup. “Yes, ma’am. Right away.” 

... 

This will probably take me a little longer to write, as I need to get more inspiration from my friend’s older sister, and currently, she has been quiet about the topic. Lol. I also have a lot more WIPs that I’m working on, but The Bet was something I want to write with a little more quality versus my other fics and challenge myself to write it a little nicer. ^^; 

Thanks for asking, and I hope this helps ease your boredom, anon! I’m lazy to format it with the italics. LOL. You’ll just have to wait and see it once it’s posted! 

I hope you’ve all been staying indoors and staying healthy! 

All my love,