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more teamwork. O_o
Sorry to everyone i still owe a reply to. *group-molests* I'll do that tomorrow, promise. I love you all. X3333
This scene isn't finished -- that's half of it, maybe -- but i have a need-to-sleep-NOW headache and won't be writing more until tomorrow night anyway. So here's some more Sakura, and then i'll go with Sasuke and Naruto.
Her steps had directed her exactly where she always went when things got bad, but she didn't notice until her hand landed on the door of the Yamanaka flower shop. Ino wasn't in sight at first, and realizing that she may very well be on mission, Sakura suddenly felt like crying right in the middle of the street.
"Hello, how may I help you -- ah, it's you, forehead-girl." Emerging from the back, Ino was wearing a dirty apron and wiping her hands on a rag, a bunch of flowers that Sakura didn't feel like identifying under her arm.
"Ino..." With faint horror, she heard herself choke; two seconds later the bunch had been abandoned on the counter, the little plaque indicating the shop's opening hours had been turned and she was being pulled to the backyard and the greenhouse.
"Okay, spill." Ino pushed her until she sat on a bench in the corner, crossed her arms on her chest and waited. Sakura breathed in the smell of the flowers spilling over the sitting spot, trying to calm down.
"I fought with mom." She lowered her head; both her hands were fisted in her lap.
Ino argued with her father about a day out of two; huge rows that contained screaming and throwing things and sometimes ninja skills, and brought all the neighbors to the windows to watch the neverending Yamanaka drama. But it was very different; Sakura almost never did more with her parents than exchange a few annoyed comments -- which were usually enough to worry her to death, seeing as her parents were not the arguing sort at all.
"Wow. Must have been a bad one. What was it about?"
"I -- I... Ino... I don't know w-what I can say..."
Belatedly, she was remembering that there was a fairly good chance Ino would not be happy to learn that Sakura had snagged Sasuke for herself, and she wasn't sure how the blonde would react to learning that the shyer, more traditional Sakura had managed to get herself in a threesome. And there was the Kyuubi problem... what was she going to think of her now?
"What's your level of clearance?" she whispered. It was probably higher than hers; Ino was a chuunin. But she wasn't sure it was enough.
"Whoa there. If it's village business, then you might be better off not telling me."
"It's -- okay, not telling details. But -- Okay." She took a deep breath, then another -- then yet another. Ino was looking worried. "It's -- something happened the other evening with Sasuke-kun and Naruto and I'm pregnant."
Okay, maybe that was a lot to blurt out in one go. Ino seemed to need a while to digest that one.
"Uh. Okay. Just so we're clear, Sasuke-kun and Naruto are related to the reason why you're pregnant?"
Sakura couldn't help but laugh, even if it sounded more like a sob. "Rather, yes."
"So. That sort of related. Yeah, I. Wow. Crap. Wait-- not that I think it's inherently bad that they were but -- wait wait wait, which one of them?"
Sakura whimpered and curled up, hiding in her hands. Her face was burning.
Ino didn't move for a few seconds, her breath just a bit too fast, and then she reached out and tentatively touched her shoulder.
"... I. Don't know," Sakura admitted, so softly she wasn't sure she'd actually said anything.
Ino squeezed her shoulder softly. "Okay, okay. I'm guessing there was a good reason -- I mean, I know you, Sakura." Her tone turned falsely snide and she nudged her gently. "Your forehead is way too huge and your breasts way too small to reel in two men at once. You vile temptress, you."
Sakura couldn't help it, she laughed. Sobbed a little, but mostly laughed.
"Hey, wait a sec. You had sex with Sasuke-kun!! You bitch."
Sakura flinched.
"Was he any good?"
"Ino!"
"Yeah, well, most pretty boys think their looks will be enough for everything, but it doesn't compensate for bad skills--"
Sakura whimpered and put her hands on her ears firmly. Ino smirked at her, tugging on her wrists until she let go.
"More seriously... I'm... a little jealous. Wait, scratch that, a lot jealous. But... sure, I still like him, but... you love him, don't you?"
Sakura nodded, looking down at her knees.
"Then I'm happy for you. And we're going to spar tomorrow, and this time I will kick your ass."
"Heh. You can try, Ino-pig."
This scene isn't finished -- that's half of it, maybe -- but i have a need-to-sleep-NOW headache and won't be writing more until tomorrow night anyway. So here's some more Sakura, and then i'll go with Sasuke and Naruto.
Her steps had directed her exactly where she always went when things got bad, but she didn't notice until her hand landed on the door of the Yamanaka flower shop. Ino wasn't in sight at first, and realizing that she may very well be on mission, Sakura suddenly felt like crying right in the middle of the street.
"Hello, how may I help you -- ah, it's you, forehead-girl." Emerging from the back, Ino was wearing a dirty apron and wiping her hands on a rag, a bunch of flowers that Sakura didn't feel like identifying under her arm.
"Ino..." With faint horror, she heard herself choke; two seconds later the bunch had been abandoned on the counter, the little plaque indicating the shop's opening hours had been turned and she was being pulled to the backyard and the greenhouse.
"Okay, spill." Ino pushed her until she sat on a bench in the corner, crossed her arms on her chest and waited. Sakura breathed in the smell of the flowers spilling over the sitting spot, trying to calm down.
"I fought with mom." She lowered her head; both her hands were fisted in her lap.
Ino argued with her father about a day out of two; huge rows that contained screaming and throwing things and sometimes ninja skills, and brought all the neighbors to the windows to watch the neverending Yamanaka drama. But it was very different; Sakura almost never did more with her parents than exchange a few annoyed comments -- which were usually enough to worry her to death, seeing as her parents were not the arguing sort at all.
"Wow. Must have been a bad one. What was it about?"
"I -- I... Ino... I don't know w-what I can say..."
Belatedly, she was remembering that there was a fairly good chance Ino would not be happy to learn that Sakura had snagged Sasuke for herself, and she wasn't sure how the blonde would react to learning that the shyer, more traditional Sakura had managed to get herself in a threesome. And there was the Kyuubi problem... what was she going to think of her now?
"What's your level of clearance?" she whispered. It was probably higher than hers; Ino was a chuunin. But she wasn't sure it was enough.
"Whoa there. If it's village business, then you might be better off not telling me."
"It's -- okay, not telling details. But -- Okay." She took a deep breath, then another -- then yet another. Ino was looking worried. "It's -- something happened the other evening with Sasuke-kun and Naruto and I'm pregnant."
Okay, maybe that was a lot to blurt out in one go. Ino seemed to need a while to digest that one.
"Uh. Okay. Just so we're clear, Sasuke-kun and Naruto are related to the reason why you're pregnant?"
Sakura couldn't help but laugh, even if it sounded more like a sob. "Rather, yes."
"So. That sort of related. Yeah, I. Wow. Crap. Wait-- not that I think it's inherently bad that they were but -- wait wait wait, which one of them?"
Sakura whimpered and curled up, hiding in her hands. Her face was burning.
Ino didn't move for a few seconds, her breath just a bit too fast, and then she reached out and tentatively touched her shoulder.
"... I. Don't know," Sakura admitted, so softly she wasn't sure she'd actually said anything.
Ino squeezed her shoulder softly. "Okay, okay. I'm guessing there was a good reason -- I mean, I know you, Sakura." Her tone turned falsely snide and she nudged her gently. "Your forehead is way too huge and your breasts way too small to reel in two men at once. You vile temptress, you."
Sakura couldn't help it, she laughed. Sobbed a little, but mostly laughed.
"Hey, wait a sec. You had sex with Sasuke-kun!! You bitch."
Sakura flinched.
"Was he any good?"
"Ino!"
"Yeah, well, most pretty boys think their looks will be enough for everything, but it doesn't compensate for bad skills--"
Sakura whimpered and put her hands on her ears firmly. Ino smirked at her, tugging on her wrists until she let go.
"More seriously... I'm... a little jealous. Wait, scratch that, a lot jealous. But... sure, I still like him, but... you love him, don't you?"
Sakura nodded, looking down at her knees.
"Then I'm happy for you. And we're going to spar tomorrow, and this time I will kick your ass."
"Heh. You can try, Ino-pig."
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*bounces and waits patiently for the next part* Take care of yourself. Headaches suck. -_-
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Chiriko from Fushigi Yuugi
Koganei Kaoru from Flame of Recca
Touya and Hikaru from Hikaru no Go
and Momo and Kaidou from Prince of Tennis.
I'm going to be adding some Whistle! to the mix as soon as I find a good picture. Probably Kazamatsuri. ^_^
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I love this icon of yours. So true. So true XD
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(maybe i could start planting some unacknowledged lesbian tendencies in Ino, so that the inoshikatem thingie doesn't totally fall out of the sky XD)
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Ino has never been in love with Sasuke, like yes, lust most definitely, but never as wholeheartly as Sakura. The envy would come into play with Sakura having two devoted suitors, problems aside, while she has none, but that part would be small and surpassed that her best friend is in the mother of all stituations. Concern, worry, bewilderment, affectionate protectiveness would dominate 'cause why Sasuke and Naruto are devoted and pretty, Sakura-chan is going to be a world of stress in the next few monthes.
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Perfect timing. I get all worked up over a Humane Society case, come home to this.. and.. *happy sigh* The interaction between Ino and Sakura? *lots and lots of love, spiced with a bit of envy, directed your way*
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Keep up teh wonderful writing!
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this is beautiful, my lovely, j'taime. ((^^;;; hope i spelled it right...that's pretty well the extent on my french and it's not even very good...*sigh.*))
in any event, this is the fic that just might convince me to dye my hair pink. maybe. >_>
*LOVES ON! <3333333*
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Great interaction between the two. This is a happy, comfy part of the fic.
~Sam
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Yeah, happy and comfy -- these have to happen sometimes. XD I have to add more angst later. Though right now the fic's gonna keep a normal, dayly life level of angst. I'll try to throw in more action/rollercoaster feelings a little while later ^^
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Ino is more or less writing herself. O_o;; i'm having trouble keeping up with everything she says. I think I forgot a few lines. She's so fun to write. *purrcuddle* *pets ino*
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Heh. "Decent," I say. I'm already a fan, and I've been reading this for what, threee minutes?
I'm assuming you'd not be terribly offended if I friended you.
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More seriously -- *watches "friends of" list grow* *__*muhahaha.
Just so you do know what you're getting into (because some didn't at first and then
dared to tell me to tone it downwere shocked), this fic is a m/m/f threesome -- meaning that there's one whole third of the relationship that's OMGghey. (yay bisexuality! X3) I'm just explaining because from your lj, you do seem to be a guy, and a good half of the male reviewers seem to believe I should be writing a m/f/f threesome instead. If it's not your thing, you can still run away now.no subject
Bi = Better.
<3
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