CHAPTER ONE

Hey! I welcome you to by first ever post-naruto (actually, my first ever Naruto fanfic posted in general)

This is based of some canon material not entirely (Chapter 700 mainly) and also continues maybe past the manga

It's basically a series OF one shots or small bits of stuff (whatever you prefer) of tales of the children

From the Konoha 12 and stuff. May continue further (it's not really a story but each bit

relates to another in a story style i guess) I don't really know how to explain it, but enjoy!

DISCLAIMER: I AM NOT AFFLICTED WITH NARUTO OR OWN ANY THING ALL RIGHTS TO KISIMOTO!

"This is such a drag..." commented Shikadai, slumping inwardly onto the desk in front of him, wishing he was at home, lying down or something else that didn't require much effort. "All this work...ugh!"

"Shikadai, if you want to be a good shinobi, then you'll have to work, it's the only way forward!" exclaimed Inojin, sticking loyally to his usually obedient manner. Shikadai rolled his dark eyes, looking away from the polite child he was destined to grow up with. What an awful drag...

"Well, I have to admit it is pretty hard to go for long with out food," nodded Chōchō, the only girl in the formation, pushing Inojin out of the way, rather inconsiderably with a beam. "Here, do you want some crisps?"

"No thanks..." Shikadai mumbled in reply, shifting over a bit, until he could see clearly out of the window. "Man, I wish I hadn't come so early, but mum make me..."

"Your mother's awesome!" declared Chōchō with a flashy grin. "But, not as good as food!"

"I have to admit she had some pretty decent abilities," agreed Inojin, for once. "However, she's not as good as mine, or my dad."

"NO ONE'S AS GOOD AS MY DAD!" yelled an extremely loud voice as it burst through the doors of the academy classroom. Boruto Uzumaki, in his chuckling entirety had arrived, and he had certainly made himself known to everyone in at least a five mile radius.

"He's the Hokage, right?"

Boruto glanced around, expecting many pairs of eyes to be gazing at him with pure admiration and love. Despite the fact that everyone was now looking at him, it wasn't for the reason that he had originally desired, they were all staring at him like he was crazy. Well, that wasn't exactly a lie in the minds of many who were close to him.

"Boruto, keep it down!" hissed the girl who sat in front of him. She had straight black hair and narrow eyes, and her mouth was pursed in an irritated expression. "I'm trying to get some study in!"

"Sarada, you're so boring," he told her, glancing over her shoulder in such a way it actually made her slightly freaked out.

"Yeah well, you're so annoying!" she retaliated, trying her best to push him out of his way. "Movie it, Boruto!"

"Geez, call me Bolt! Everyone else does!" he insisted, sitting back in his seat with pout. "I'm bored..."

"Me too," said none other then Shikadai. Almost all the students had gathered now, most speaking quietly to one another in their allocated spots. Eventually, footsteps could be heard clacking gently outside, getting louder and louder as their teacher approached. Sarada and multiple others started shushing people, desperate to look favourable in the teachers eyes. Bolt seemed unusually quiet as well, but that was all for one reason.

The door opened, as the teacher walked through. Bolt has his fingers, crossed, preparing to laugh out loud. Bang! A chalk board duster crashed onto the academy teachers head, causing a sharp yell to come from underneath the dust. Bolt didn't have to wait for everyone to start laughing, they were already beside themselves; Bolt's tricks were by far the best, even when Boruto himself could be irritating.

"BORUTO UZUMAAAAAAAKIIIII!"

Not a good start to the lesson...

After an eventful day at the academy, the students were off on their own activities, most of them returning home to eat, some staying behind to train, and others going off with their friends to play. Bolt and his gaggle of crazy friends, including Shikadai, Chōchō and a rather unenthusiastic, Inojin.

"Guess what I'm gonna do!" shouted Bolt, his wavy blonde hair bouncing; his turquoise eyes gleaming mischievously.

"Nothing good," muttered Inojin, rolling his green eyes, however no one heard him over Bolt's loud shouts. "Look, guys, I don't want to get in trouble with my mum or dad! Shikadai, your mum's pretty strict too, isn't she?"

Shikadai nodded, though he looked no different than what from he looked several minutes ago. Sighing, he stepped away from the small crowd, nearing Inojin with a grunt.

"You're right; and my oh so important uncles are here today," he admitted. "It's a drag, but I've got to go and greet them."

"What about you, Chōchō, are you going back with us?" asked Inojin, who liked to stick together in the Ino-Shika-Chō formation just in case of attacks, like his mother had told him to, even if they hadn't even trained that way yet.

"Nah," she replied, but joined them anyway. "I'm gonna go get food with Anko-sensei!"

and with that, she strolled across the road and towards the nearest restaurant.

"Typical..." sighed Inojin, tossing his blonde hair as he shook his head in disbelief.

"Let's go, this is getting a bit of a drag," yawned Shikadai, and the two of them started walking back to their own houses, which were fairly close by to each other's, whilst Bolt, unaware of the departure of the three, carried on plotting his next prank with the few friends left who were clustered around him.

"You should prank the hokage!" suggested one, with approving nods from several others. "After all, he is your dad, you could always show him up in front of the important people!"

"Yeah, that sounds good," admitted Bolt, however he looked a little skeptical. "But maybe something a bit more...well, less direct or something, maybe?"

His gang of scheming buddies stopped to think or all possible pranks he could do on the hokage; Bolt was enjoying this attention very much. He did love getting all the attention, since he was sure his mother favoured his sister, and his father, being the seventh hokage was always busy, too busy for him most of the time.

As they were discussing, in a small section of the road, Sarada walked past, unaware that they were there. As soon as the sharp girl had spotted them, she could tell just by their facial expressions and yelps of glee that they were up to something. I best not get involved, she thought sensibly to herself, or I might get in trouble too. Unfortunately, just before she was about to turn away, Bolt had spotted her, and had a big grin on his tanned face.

"Sarada!" he called her, but she played deaf and hurried past them. "You're smart, aren't you? Come and help us scheme for a prank against the Hokage!"

"I'll do no such thing!" she barked in anger. "How disrespectful, Boruto, especially since he's your father!"

"How disrespectful," mimicked Bolt, with a jeering tone. "Ooh, posh words!"

This was followed by a chorus of teasing laughter from the boys, who found it very comical when Bolt did his impression of Sarada when she was angry. Sarada, on the other hand, got frustrated, and more over, humiliated.

"Be quiet!" she shouted, which was returned with a squeaky, 'Be !". "Go Away from me Bolt!"

Bolt tried to stop her but she rushed away, with some what astonishing speed, her eyes stinging with tears, and her heart thumping fast.

"She's such a snob," remarked one of his friends. "A real loser!"

"Yeah..." Bolt agreed, with a confident grin, but inside he felt sorry for the upset girl and a little guilty for making her feel bad. His mother had taught him not to be unkind, especially to people who were close to family, even if he did dislike him, and his mother never had arguments with anyone, not even his father as she was so sweet and peaceful.

"So, any idea's, Bolt?" he asked, with a sideways glance. "You must of thought of something, before the Kage meeting you painted on the Hokages' faces didn't you!"

"Yup!" replied Bolt, leaping up and down with excitement. "I've got a PERFECT idea, guys, let's go!"

"This is your house, right, Inojin?" questioned Shikadai with raised eyebrows. He remembered it vaguely from family visits with his father.

"Yes. I'll see you tomorrow, good luck with the meeting with the Kazekage!" Inojin, smile slightly, slipping through the doors of his family home. "Mum? Are you home?"

Inojin looked around the reception room, taking of his shoes breifly before looking around to investigate. After a little while he found Ino, his striking mother, in the kitchen, packing a bag of some sort. As she looked up, she saw the confusion on her pale sons face, and immediately put the bag down and went over to greet him.

"Hiya Inojin," she smiled broadly. "Did you have a good day at the academy?"

"Nothing special," he said, brushing her question off. "What are you doing, mum?"

Ino sighed as she picked up the bag again, walking out into the corridor, aware that her son was behind her.

"I've got an important mission to do with your Father and some other squad members," she told him, feeling a little sorry for him. "I'm afraid you'll have to stay with the Uzumaki's for a while."

"WHAT!" Inojin shouted out loud. "But mum, can't I stay with Shikadai or um, well, even Chōchō?"

"You know for yourself that Gaara, the Kazekage is staying with the Nara family at the moment. And Chōchō's parents are coming on the mission with us too!" she explained, refusing to listen to his pleas.

"Can't he stay with Sakura?" suggested Sai, appearing from the doorway with a frown. "That might be easier for Hinata, since she's already got the little one to look after, as well as Boruto."

"Sai..." Ino sighed, looking from her husband to her son. They were more alike then she cared to admit! "Alright then. Go pack your stuff and I'll take you."

"Don't worry about that, I already packed your stuff, Inojin." Sai butted in, with the best smile he could muster. "And i'll take him Ino, if that makes things easier for you?"

"Aw, thanks," Ino smiled, giving each of them a kiss on the cheek. "Now, behave. OR THERE WILL BE TROUBLE!"

"Yes mum!" Inojin squeaked, terrified at her scary tone. With one glance at his father, he could tell he was slightly scared as well, but he was good to cover it up.

"Now, GO!"

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Next time: Shikadai has a eventful time at home. Bolt stirs up trouble, and Inojin stays at Sakura's!