The Uchiha are capable of Loving harder than any clan. Their love is just as pure and raw as their hate, a dangerous uchiha is a hated-filled Uchiha.

Jealousy ran deep in your veins. You leaned against the doorframe and watched. Kawaki was talking to Sumire. Sumire was shy, almost meek. She was a little flustered, ironically she was supposed to like Boruto, Not Kawaki. Your Kawaki.

Kawaki looked down at Sumire, She giggled a little and almost blushed. He could almost smile at her. He didn’t smile. No, Not much. His eyes drifted over to you and looked at you, eyes trailing up and down your body. He was wondering for just a second why you looked so angry.