Chapter 1

A Blast from the Past

"BOOORUUUTOOOO!" Sadara shouted after her annoying teammate who'd just painted goofy glasses on his father's monument.

Boruto laughed gleefully and ran away from her at high speed. That little. When I get my hands on him! Sadara raced after him and soon caught up. Taking him by surprise on the street, she threw a punch to his face sending him flying and crashing into a pile of old boxes.

"HA! Got you…" She trailed off when she saw that someone had been sitting on the old boxes and that Boruto had smashed into that person as well. "Oh, my gosh! I'm sorry are you ok?"

Sadara ran over grabbed Boruto and chucked him off the person.

"I'm really sorry, did you get hurt?" She held out her hand to the man in the pile, he took her hand and she helped pull him out. Sadara gasped when the young man stood up, his short dark hair, coal like eyes and deeply defined handsome face took her by surprise. He looked down at her as he brushed bits of wood out of his hair.

"I'm fine," he said in a voice deep for his age.

Sadara realized she was still holding his hand and let go quickly with an awkward chuckle. Boruto finally recovered and was staring at the young man.

"Boruto, stop staring!" Sadara punched him on the top of his head.

"Ow!" He rubbed his head and glared up at Sadara.

Sadara and Boruto scowled at one another until they heard the young man laughing at them, amused by their display.

"Oh, um, are you sure you're really ok?" Sadara blushed and put her hands behind her back.

"Yes, I'm sturdy," he assured her and picked up an old tattered backpack worn out from travel.

Scanning his beat up clothing and sandals that had been mended multiple times, Sadara wondered just how far he'd traveled. Boruto stood up and circle him giving him a once over.

"Hey, Boruto don't be rude!" Sadara chided him.

"I'm not. It's just… You look kind of familiar… Do you know Sasuke-sensei?" Boruto eyed the man up and down.

The young man grabbed Boruto's shoulders surprising him, desperation in his voice he asked, "Do you mean Uchiha Sasuke?"

"Y-yes," Boruto recoiled from the closeness.

"Can you take me to him? I've traveled all this way to see him." The young man's face was determined and set.

Boruto looked over at Sadara for help, she shrugged.

"O-ok, he's usually at the training field," Boruto pointed down the road and led the way.

Sadara looked over the young man again as she accompanied them. "What did you need from papa?"

The young man looked at her surprised. "Papa?"

"Uchiha Sasuke is my father," Sadara explained.

"Oh," the young man seemed sad and kept his eyes forward following Boruto.

It didn't take them long to reach the training fields, standing near a tree with multiple targets filled with thrown shuriken stars was Uchiha Sasuke.

"Papa! Someone wants to meet you," Sadara shouted, Sasuke turned to look at her then the man next to her. Normally her father didn't make many face expressions, but the horror and shock he openly displayed at this man's arrival surprised even her.

The young man dropped his bag and before Sadara could ask his name to introduce him, he disappeared in a flash.

"What the—!" Boruto shouted as a blast of wind pressure through them back.

Sasuke barely had enough time to throw up his guard when the young man's leg side swept him sending him crashing into a tree.

"Papa! What the heck are you doing?" Sadara tried to run forward, but stopped when her father held up his hand to her.

Sasuke recovered and faced the young man who was smiling his eyes lit with excitement.

"Good," he said. "This would be boring if you'd gone down on the first hit."

Sasuke said nothing in response and watched the young man thoughtfully. The young man disappeared again, this time Sasuke reacted faster as a kick came at his head from the right, then the left, then above. He aimed every kick at his face and each time Sasuke blocked a blow a loud boom resounded around the training field. Her father was losing ground, but he also wasn't attempting to dodge. What's up with these powerful kicks, is this guy stronger than mom? The young man stopped his barrage and glared at Sasuke who remained calm.

"It's annoying you're not fighting back," he snapped at the older man.

Sasuke's mouth tightened, and his eyes narrowed, but he quickly relaxed and sighed. "At first I thought Itachi had come back from the grave to haunt me, but you're not him. Who are you?"

The young man's fist clenched, and he glared at Sasuke. "I'm Hatachi, Uchiha Itachi's son."