Chapter 2

"Okaa-san!"

Naruto looked at his friend and her husband, he didn't blame her, he couldn't bring himself to blame her.
'They look happy...' he thought one last time, glancing at a pair of lovers, unable to look at them any longer.
He continued his way to the Hokage Tower. 'Despite many years... it still fucking hurts.'

Meanwhile, in the Hokage's belief, stood Shikamaru, the right hand of the seventh Hokage. Against him were Boruto and Sarada, children of the two most important people in the village.

A few minutes earlier, they and one of the ANBU had come to fetch some suspicious boy who was hanging around at the entrance to the village. The three of them stood in silence and waited for the blonde-haired Hokage to finally show up.

'Where are you, Naruto? We slipped it a bit.' the black-haired man thought, looking up at the ceiling, he couldn't hold back the two in front of him, they looked too much like their parents.

The sounds of footsteps spread across the corridor and after a while the long-awaited blonde appeared in the room. The situation surprised him, because his son would rather not come to him, if he didn't have something to pass on from his mother or if his team was to get a mission, the blonde was already used to it.

"Shikamaru?" he said, finally getting the attention of the other three. "Boruto, Sarada? What are you guys doing here, has something happened?" he asked, looking directly at the children.

The black-haired girl turned towards him and with a smile replied, "Ohayo Hokage-sama, we wanted to make sure-" she was not given to finish, because the older black hair cut her off. "They found some weird jet black boy hanging around at the entrance to the village." explained for the girl. "I don't know what was so strange about him, because from what they said he was just walking in the surrounding forest, the ANBU also confirmed it."

Yes, you are not allowed to catch or lock anyone for walking in the woods yet. "That's not the point." the younger blonde said. "The boy looks suspiciously similar to Sasuke-san, only the eye color doesn't match," he explained turning to his father.

Naruto stiffened at the news 'It could have been a coincidence, right? It did not have to be after all...' He looked at his friend, the expression on his face didn't like the man, it was not a coincidence.

"Boruto is right, this boy looks similar to my father, but they are a bit different..." Boruto was watching his father closely, something did not suit him in his behavior. 'Calm down, over the years you've done it and now you will, at worst I'll have to tell them, right?'

He was wrong, it was beyond him. A secret hidden for 16 years, he hoped that, at least the cause of the confusion was important, otherwise he would not be able to vouch for himself. "Where is he now?" he asked with mock composure, he couldn't help but pretend, he was always good.

"Together with one of the ANBU, he is waiting for you in the next room." the black-haired man explained then let the woman know that they could go out to them. A short boy with jet-black, wildly disheveled hair and red wisps in a tangle entered the room.

He had a pale complexion, which made his scar-like markings on his cheeks hardly visible, he was dressed in orange pants tucked under the knees and a short indigo kimono, with black fingerless gloves on his hands and black sandals on his feet.

"Saruto?" the Hokage said, the boy opened his eyes at the sound of a familiar voice saying his name and raised his head, revealing beautiful blue eyes. Something began to reach the younger of the blond, the boy was not only similar to his teacher, but also to his father.
However, it seemed that his black-haired friend didn't notice it or she was surprised by the fact that the boy reacted to the name spoken by the blond.

The black-haired boy was surprised at first, but after a while the surprise passed, and in his place was happiness, shame and guilt.
Tears sprang to his eyes and he flew towards the older blond, not caring about anyone.
Nobody had time to react to such a sudden behavior of the boy. The boy ran up to the blonde and hugged him tightly, almost knocking them both over. 

"Okaa-san!"