Meeting

After three and a half years,

Today was different from other days, instead of rotting in some corner of the house or playing video games that were released recently the whole family was outside.

It was the twin's fourth birth, thus they were officially four from this day onwards and they were out shopping. It was a special moment that came once a year after all.

'Sasuke had sent too much cash from all the missions he completed, that we had no idea how to use it anyways.'

They were at a designer that made custom clothes so they were taking measurements for four years old kids to tailor a custom cloth with the Uchiha crest on the back.

People in the naruto world unusually wore clothes of the same design for years, It was like their tradition or fashion and he needed to do that, The clothes represented them.

"I want to make a design on my own," Indra glanced at the clothes design that was in the magazine of the designer but he didn't want any of those, "Please, I want to choose my own way of dressing."

"..."

Sakura looked at Indra as he requested to make his own design but she knew he was just a kid who had never seen much of clothes as he was never taken out frequently and he usually avoided other kids.

"There are so many good designs here, I think you will like it if you look a few more pages." Sakura as he handed Indra another magazine of clothes, "I think you should check those out since you are a good boy."

"Nah! I want to make my own design, mother!" Indra made a cute face with puppy eyes that glittered with cuteness, "Pretty please!"

"Auh!" Sakura couldn't resist the direct hit of his cuteness and gave in to her heart, "Sure, you can do it."

'He is just too cute, I can't say no.'

Indra was sitting on a desk with a serious expression as he looked at the blank sheet of paper before him. He had the important job of making a design for the dress. However, he didn't have any idea how to draw, he even avoided it during his school times as he felt they were useless.

"I am ready, how hard can this be?" He picked up the black pencil and started to draw the designs that were pictured in his mind, "It's just moving a pen on a sheet of paper, after all."

Five minutes later,

"Aah! I can't draw the design in having in my mind, my hand won't just draw it but instead make a mess." His draw looked like a pile of rubbish and no one could tell it was a design of cloth from the looks of it, "This is such a pain."

The designer was looking patiently at Indra as he was simply wasting papers after drawing mess and thought, 'It means you don't know to draw, brat'

"How about you tell me how you want it to look? I will draw it for you." Indra glanced at the designer who was giving him a friendly smile as he approached him.

"Sure, I don't mind." Indra handed the pen and the paper to the designer, "I am not good at drawings anyways."

'So, you knew about that all along but didn't ask me to draw for you even then.'

"I...I see." The designer took the pen and paper and put them on his desk and started to draw as Indra expressed the designs as clearly as possible.

"This corner should be like this and that should be that, and this should be like that," Indra started to explain the design in mind, "And this should turn and that should fold."

The designer used 100 percent of his brain to comprehend his words and finally after an hour of mismatch, he managed to pull it off and should help but sigh as he looked at the design, 'It looks just like one from my magazine with just tomoe on the collars.'

"Is this it?" The designer with sweat on his forehead, "This has to be it."

Indra took a nice look at the design for a minute straight and finally was sure that there was no flaw in the design whatsoever.

"It is the same as I had in my mind." Indra replied after taking a nice look at the designs, "This is it, I think this is enough."

Indra waves his hand before turning around as he had a satisfied look on his face along with others after finishing the design.

Sakura was with the designer discussing things while both of them were sitting on the chair.

"Both of you should go to the park and play with your friends, I have some more work to do."

"Sure!"

"Yes, mama!"

Both of them walked outside the building and started to walk toward the park.

"Brother, Will you play with me today?" Sarada glanced at Indra, she was a kid who wanted to play with her big brother, "It will be fun!"

Indra smiled as he looked at her innocent face and thought, 'It is the same kid that will surely go against me in the future.'

"Nah! You can play with the others, I will just watch."

"You are no fun!" Sarada had a disappointed expression on her face but didn't force him to participate.

In the park,

Indra was quietly sitting on the chair watching the kids play their games, he didn't have any intentions of joining them in that. He quietly sat there eating some chips.

"So, you are here, Indra!"

He heard a voice coming right behind him, as he turned he noticed two people approaching the park. One was blondy with blue eyes, Boruto, while the other had brown hair and he knew who exactly he was.

"Uh! You worried now, Asura." Indra smirked as he looked him in eyes, "I guess It's a natural reaction to get scared of someone like me."

Both of them were glaring daggers at each other while Boruto looked at them with a dumbfounded expression, "Are you two friends, Brother!"

"No, we are not friends." Both of them shouted in a loud voice that kids playing at the park heard it.

Indra stood up from the bench and walked into the park with Asura. They had a mutual understanding from the eye contact, with the same conclusion to let the other know their place.

"Let's take this to the park." Asura spoke as he glared at Indra, "There is quite a space there."

Indra nodded his head as he cracked his knuckles, "Just don't cry when you lose, Asura."

Boruto was moving his head left and right trying to understand what they were saying, and things didn't look turning for the good.

Indra and Asura were in the middle of the park ready to fight each other standing face to face, both of them had cupped their fists.

The kids gathered around them to see the fight take place and even started to cheer of one.

"Asura!"

"Indra!"

Both of them rushed toward each other with fists mid-air, aimed at each other.

*Baam*

Indra caught his fist with his other hand while Asura caught his fist with his other and their other hands wrapped around each other's neck.

"Not bad, but not enough!"

*Baam*

Asura swung his leg with full power attacking Indra's leg and successfully landed the hit, Indra lost his balance and landed on the ground.

Asura attempted to kick Indra while he was still on the ground but he rolled slightly and dodged the kicks; the kick landed on the ground.

Indra kicked Asura on the stomach with a full-powered kick, he was sent a few steps back while dropping to the ground.

*Baam*

*Cough*

Both of them stood up from the ground still not willing to back out, both of them jumped at each other again.

*Baam*

Both of their fists were landed on the palm of Naruto's hand, which appeared suddenly out of nowhere.

'He's fast!'

"Calm down! There is no need to get worked up." Naruto as he caught their fists.

Naruto let go of both of their hands, he was coming to the park with Boruto and Asura when a group of civilians stopped him and started taking his autograph and he was late but when he arrived he saw his eldest son fighting with Sasuke's younger son for some reason.

"Brother, Are you okay?" Boruto rushed towards Asura to check if he was fine after getting kicked on his stomach.

While Sarada approached Indra to check if he was okay, "Are you hurt, Brother?"

"Yes, I am fine, his blows are too weak to hurt me." Indra in a mocking tone while glancing at Asura.

"Yeah, Yeah, That's why someone fell down on the ground first." Asura indirectly replies to Indra while looking at Boruto, "Aren't I right, Boruto?"

Naruto slammed Asura's head on Indra's head looking at them fighting with each other verbally, "Why were you two even fighting? This is not what good kids do."

Both of them didn't reply to him, they had an urge to show others their place and nothing more than previous life grudges.

"It's complicated, you won't understand."

"Naruto caught both of their hands and tried to shake them, urging them to make up, "Why don't you two make it up? You might be able to become good friends."

Both of them turned around and walked out of the park, they didn't even look back once, they had no intentions of making it up with each other.