Mitsuki's POV (He was the one who pulled Boruto)
After Boruto was dragged, he grabbed the hand and pulled it away. He turned and looked at me. "Seriously.!? That wasn't funny, Mitsuki!" he seemed angry, crossing his arms and turned around. He looked like a kid.
I wrapped my hands around his waist and kissed him in the cheek. He didn't blush that much. I think he was really angry..
He pulled away and walked away without doing anything. No eye contact, no anything. He seemed really down.. Is it my fault? Did I make him worry? I should just stop talking to him..
Shikadai's POV
Ever since that day, Boruto and Mitsuki never talked to each other, at all.
It has been 3 weeks.
Every time Mitsuki is talking to someone and the person said something about Boruto, he would change the subject.
Same goes for Boruto.
Me, Sarada, Inojin, Chocho, Denki, and Iwabe were all worried.
So we started to formulate a plan. It took us 1 month and 2 weeks to finalize our plan.
After that, both of them went miserable.
The 7th Hokage was really worried about Boruto.
Every time he talks to Boruto, he would ignore him and turn away from him. And sometimes he yells at him.
So we had the 7th Hokage to join our plan.
Himawari and Hinata-san also helped.
I was dozing of in class. The teacher looked angry at me pointing at me with a pointy wooden stick. "Shikadai Nara!"
I quickly lifted my head up as I was about to fall of my chair. The teacher was looking at me furiously. I'm very sleepy. The class was looking at me. I was about to doze off again.
I woke up, lifting my head up on the desk. I looked at the back of the class to see if thee was anyone there. It was already lunch. I saw that there was only Sarada and Chocho. They both looked at me and jumped to their feet. They were walking towards me.
"The Truth or Dare game we played last Saturday didn't go that well, eh?" I said smirking while leaning on the back of the seat.
"It's my fault.." said Chocho looking down, like she's waiting for something.
"You are totally right." said me and Sarada together.
"Ugh.. Guys!" Chocho said annoyed. "That's the part when you say, 'No, it's not! You didn't go too far, it's our fault'"
Sarada sighed. "And why is it our fault, exactly?"
"You wanted us to play in the first place!" said Chocho while throwing a bag of potato chips on Sarada's face.
"Ouch!" Sarada screamed out aloud. Sarada shoved off the bag of potato chips off her face, angrily, with a small scratch on her right cheek. "Seriously!?"
Chocho backed away slowly while I kept pushing her forward. 'Why in the world is she so heavy 💧'
Iwabe walked inside glancing at the three of us, like he was ruining something. "Ahem!"
All three of us looked at Iwabe, surprised.
"Did I ruin something here? What are you doing?" said Iwabe, confused. He looked like he was gonna burst out in laughter.