It's been a few months since Inojin made Himawari cry.

It's been a few months since she ran away.

It's been a few months since she dropped the box.

He hasn't opened the box.

He hasn't even looked at it since that day but it's been buzzing around at the back of his mind non-stop. Everytime he got the courage to apologize she ignored him. It hurt. She still came by to see her garden but he never saw her. He only knew because his mother told him. She doesn't know about the incident or the box.

"Hey! Earth to Inojin! You in there?" Shikadai popped his head in the blonde's room as ChouChou yelled. He quickly pushed the box under his pillow.

"Why do you have to be so loud..." Shikadai complained.

"Yeah, I'm in here." Inojin responded. His two best friends walked in. Shikadai fell face first onto the bed while Chouchou looked around. Her best friend's usually clean room was disorganized and messy. His bed was unmade, clothes were hanging off his desk chair, and the floor near his bed was covered with his art supplies.

"Are you sure it's you in here? Looks like you took a page out of Boruto's book when it came to cleaning, or lack of." She scoffed while she sat on the ground. Inojin glared at her head.

"And it looks like you're doing the same with Metal's manners on minding your own business." The blonde snapped. Shikadai sighed at the comment and buried his face deeper into his arms.

"Hey! Don't ever compare me to Metal."

"I just say it how I see it." Inojin sighed as he picked up his sketchbook and began drawing without giving another glance to his friends or the box. Drawing was his outlet, as long as his dad didn't interfere with critics, he could block out everything. Even if those thing were annoying fat girls or the one person he was crushing on hard.
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"Wooo...death." Boruto heard his sister exclaim emeotionlessly from her room. He raised an eyebrow in confusion. He walked to her door and pushed it open to see her eating Sour Power straws and watching tv.

"What?" He asked as he attempted to steal a piece of her candy but Himawari was faster. She shrugged without looking away from her show and put the candy in her shirt. "Okay?"

"Why are you here?"

"I wanted to see what you're up to. Wanna hang out?" Himawari reached in her shirt and took out another straw. She bit into it.

"No."

"Oh."

"Yeah, now get out." Boruto reluctantly turned away.

"Are you sure? I mean we can watch a movie together." Himawari ignored her brother. Her eyes were on the tv but she didn't seem like she was really watching the show. "Hima?"

"Can you stop being so clingy!" Himawari hissed through her candy filled mouth. She was talking to her brother but she was glaring at the screen.

"I'm not clingy, I just wanna hang with my little sis." Boruto responded trying to defend his actions. Himawari let out a dry chuckle, something that reminded him of Sarada, and he felt his chest constrict.

"Okay, if you say so." Himawari bit into another piece of her candy. "But remember, you didn't want to watch movies with me when you had Sumire or when Sarada still liked you."

"That's not-"

"Why don't you call your actual friends and stop pitying your little sis." Boruto let out a sigh and left the room. His chest was hurting, more than usual, and he felt terrible. Did Himawari really think he was pitying her? Did he blow her off for his friends? He always did what he thought was best for her, especially when it came to his friends and how their interactions could effect her innocence. Then it clicked.

"Inojin."

A/N

I've been writing this chapter since July 6... It's July 23 and it's 2am.

I come back to it and literally go no where. So yeah..

But OMG! Drama! We stan a terrible author who lives for dramatics! 😅

Help me, I'm clearly not okay.

Wow Boruto! Your own sister came for you. Get your shit together because she really spilt the tea!

And Inojin, you better watch your back before Boruto beats your ass again.

I. Am. A. Huge. Disappointment. 😁👍🏾

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~Hime