Chapter 15: Hyuga Style vs MMA Style

Perched on Boruto's sturdy shoulder, Himawari's face is lit up with a radiant smile. The siblings are leisurely strolling through the bustling streets of their beloved town, soaking in the vibrant energy that surrounds them.

Boruto, with a hint of uncertainty in his voice, breaks the comfortable silence, "So, what's the plan for today?" He glances at his little sister, his eyebrows raised in anticipation of her response.

Himawari's eyes sparkle with excitement as she suggests, "Can we visit the flower shop, Onii-chan?"

Boruto chuckles at her enthusiasm, "Sure, little sis. Do you want me to sprint at full speed or should we take a leisurely walk there?" He teases her, knowing her love for their little adventures.

"Go full speed!" Himawari exclaims, her tiny finger pointing forward with determination.

"Hold onto my head tightly," Boruto warns, a playful grin spreading across his face.

As Himawari wraps her arms securely around his head, Boruto propels forward with an astonishing burst of speed. The world around them blurs into a whirl of colors as they zoom past the town's landmarks. To the average onlooker, it would seem as if Boruto had just teleported. Within a matter of minutes, they arrive at their destination - Yamanaka Flowers.

"We're here," Boruto announces, slightly out of breath. "Do you want to get down or stay on my shoulder?"

"Stay on your shoulder," Himawari decides, her eyes already scanning the colorful array of flowers in the shop. "Let's go in, Onii-chan."

"Okay, okay, be patient," Boruto chuckles, shaking his head at his sister's eagerness.

As Boruto and Himawari step foot into the flower shop, they are warmly greeted by the owner, Yamanaka Ino, a close friend of their parents. Ino's eyes light up with delight as she spots the familiar faces of the young duo.

"Well, well, if it isn't Boruto and Himawari. Are you here to pick out some flowers today, Himawari-chan?" Ino asks, her voice filled with genuine curiosity.

Boruto, seemingly unimpressed by the floral surroundings, casts a nonchalant glance around the shop. Sensing his indifference, Ino can't help but feel a twinge of annoyance.

"What's with that face, Boruto?" Ino questions, her eyebrows slightly furrowed.

Boruto turns to face Ino, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips. He points at his own face and replies, "Oh, this face? It's nothing, really."

Ino, choosing to ignore Boruto's antics, shifts her attention to Himawari. With a warm smile, she asks, "So, Himawari-chan, what kind of flower are you looking for today?"

Himawari's eyes light up with excitement as she responds, "I want a flower named after me!"

Ino chuckles at the adorable request and continues, "Alright, how many would you like, Himawari-chan?"

Himawari glances at Boruto, seeking his approval. Before she can even finish her question, Boruto interjects, "Go ahead and take as many as you like, without emptying my wallet. I still need to buy more weights for training."

Himawari beams at her brother's generosity, her voice filled with gratitude, "Okay, Onii-chan!"

With Ino's guidance, they carefully select five vibrant sunflowers, their golden petals radiating warmth and joy. As they make their purchase, Himawari waves goodbye to Ino with a sweet smile, "Bye, Ino-san!"

Ino returns the wave, bidding them farewell, "Bye, Himawari-chan!"

However, Boruto remains silent, his sister's farewell already spoken. With a determined expression, he heads towards the shop that specializes in training equipment, eager to purchase a few weights for his intense training sessions.

Ikai (Underworld),

In the midst of her inner turmoil, Sumire seeks solace in the presence of Nue, a majestic creature that bears a striking resemblance to a chimera. With a heavy heart and a gentle touch, she finds comfort in running her fingers through the soft fur of her loyal companion.

"Nue, I'm at a crossroads. I don't know which path to follow - my father's or Boruto's," Sumire confides in Nue, her voice filled with uncertainty and longing for guidance.

Nue, understanding the weight of Sumire's words, leans into her touch, rubbing his head against her hand in a reassuring gesture. His presence alone brings a sense of calm to Sumire's troubled mind.

"Do I need to contemplate my future? I feel so lost, as if I have no one else," Sumire ponders aloud. However, as she gazes into Nue's eyes, a glimmer of hope lights up her face. "But you, Nue, you are my only family now," she declares, her voice filled with a mix of sadness and gratitude.

In response, Nue's eyes twinkle with affection as he barks softly, almost as if trying to convey his unwavering loyalty and love for his human companion.

Sumire's smile widens as she embraces Nue, cherishing the warmth of their bond. "I suppose I should let go of those dark thoughts. I can't bear the thought of leaving you behind, Nue. You are my pillar of strength, my only family," she confesses, her voice filled with determination and a newfound sense of purpose.

Unable to contain his joy, Nue showers Sumire with affectionate licks, his tongue gently caressing her face. Sumire giggles and playfully protests, "Nue, stop!"

In that moment, surrounded by the unconditional love of her loyal companion, Sumire finds the strength to face the challenges ahead and embrace the precious bond they share.

Uzumaki Household, Konoha,

The TV was on, and Boruto and Hinata were sitting together, watching the TV news broadcast. Boruto couldn't help but comment on his mother's constant presence in the house. "Kaa-san, don't you have anything to do besides staying in the house?" he asked, a hint of curiosity in his voice.

Hinata looked at him, slightly taken aback by his question. "Hah?" she responded, not quite sure what he meant.

"I mean, I hardly ever see you go out except when you're buying groceries or meeting friends," Boruto explained, trying to make his point clearer.

Hinata raised an eyebrow, a faint smile playing on her lips. "What are you implying?" she asked, genuinely curious about his intentions.

Boruto took a moment to gather his thoughts before speaking again. "Can I spar with you, Kaa-san?" he asked, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "I've noticed that you've been training less and less, and I think it would be good for both of us."

Hinata looked at her son's determined face and couldn't help but feel a sense of pride. "Sure, my son," she replied, her voice filled with warmth. "You should have started with that."

The two of them walked towards the backyard, each finding their own spot to begin the spar. As they made their way, Hinata noticed Boruto loosening his muscles and cracking his neck, preparing himself for the fight ahead.

Once they arrived, they took a moment to create some distance between them, choosing their respective fighting positions. Boruto then removed all the weights he was wearing, a gesture reminiscent of Rock Lee during their Chunnin exams. Hinata couldn't help but recall the image of Rock Lee throwing his weights off, but the image quickly faded as Boruto assumed a different stance, his own unique style.

Hinata shook her head, refocusing her attention on the present. She entered the Hyuga fighting style, ready to face her son in combat. "Boruto, why aren't you using the Hyuga fighting style?" she asked, genuinely curious about his decision.

"Because it's useless for me," Boruto replied with a confident grin. "Get ready, Kaa-san. I won't hold back."

Hinata prepared herself for the spar, her focus sharpened and her senses heightened. However, she was taken aback by Boruto's incredible speed as he swiftly moved in front of her, launching a powerful wide punch.

Reacting quickly, Hinata prepared to counterattack, but to her astonishment, Boruto suddenly dropped down, catching her off guard. In a fluid motion, he grabbed her knee and lifted her right leg, causing her to lose her balance. Before she could regain her footing, Boruto swiftly swept her other leg, sending her tumbling to the ground.

Hinata found herself on the ground, momentarily stunned by the unexpected turn of events. Before she could gather her thoughts, Boruto swiftly moved in, executing a perfect armbar. Hinata felt the pressure on her arm, realizing that any attempt to escape would risk serious injury.

With a smirk on his face, Boruto taunted his mother, "Will you give up, Mom?"

Hinata took a moment to assess the situation and the skill displayed by her son. Despite being caught off guard, she couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in Boruto's maneuvering. "Yes," she admitted, acknowledging his victory. She was genuinely surprised by the speed and precision of Boruto's moves, impressed by his growth as a fighter.

As they both stood up, Hinata couldn't help but ask, her curiosity piqued, "What was that move, Boruto?"

Boruto, still brimming with confidence, replied, "That was an armbar. But don't worry, Mom, let's go again!"

Hinata was taken aback by the effectiveness of the new move that had taken her down so swiftly. She couldn't help but admire her son's growth and determination. With a renewed focus, she positioned herself once again, ready to face Boruto head-on.

Feeling the intensity of the spar rising, Hinata activated her Byakugan, her signature eye technique. The veins around her eyes bulged, and her vision sharpened, allowing her to perceive even the smallest movements and weaknesses in her opponent.

With her Byakugan activated, Hinata was prepared to give her all in the upcoming round, eager to see how Boruto would respond to her heightened senses and formidable skills. The atmosphere crackled with anticipation as mother and son locked eyes, ready to engage in another intense battle.

With a burst of speed, Boruto charged towards Hinata, his eagerness to prove himself evident. However, his impulsive move proved to be a grave mistake, as Hinata swiftly countered with Hyuga style technique, the Eight Trigrams Thirty-Two Palms.

As Hinata's hands moved in a blur, striking precise pressure points on Boruto's body, a wave of realization washed over him. The only word that echoed in his mind was a startled expletive, 'Fuck.' He found himself caught in a relentless barrage of attacks, each strike landing with pinpoint accuracy.

Boruto's body reacted on instinct, his muscles straining as he desperately tried to defend against Hinata's onslaught. But her mastery of the Gentle Fist style was unmatched, and her strikes continued to find their mark, leaving Boruto with little room to counter or escape.

Despite the intensity of the situation, a mixture of awe and frustration filled Boruto's mind.

"Are you going to keep going, Boruto?" Hinata asked, her voice filled with anticipation. She knew that she had already blocked Boruto from accessing his chakra, but she was curious to see if he would find another way to continue the fight.

"Yeah," Boruto replied confidently. Determined to overcome the obstacle, he forcefully opened the Eight Gates, reversing the effect of Hinata's chakra blockage. As he did so, his body started emanating a vibrant green aura, a visual representation of the immense power he was tapping into.

With a wide grin on his face, Boruto exclaimed, "Let's go again!" His enthusiasm was infectious, and Hinata couldn't help but be amazed by his abilities. She knew that Boruto had only trained under the guidance of Might Guy for two years, which made witnessing him utilize such an advanced technique all the more impressive. It was a testament to his natural talent and unwavering determination.