A/N: Originally written for the femslash100 prompt "home". Sakura and Ino's animosity doesn't get played for fluff often enough, in my opinion.
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She's covered in blood and sweat and grime, but so tired that she barely notices. Noticing would mean bathing before falling into bed, but there's no need to slay the dragon that isn't in the room.
"Oh, ew," Ino says, nose wrinkling as she sets eye on Sakura. "Forehead, you're totally disgusting."
"Some of us get our hands dirty for a living, pig," Sakura snarls back, almost collapsing from the effort.
She closes her eyes and sways on her feet, and suddenly Ino is there supporting her-—muttering about getting her new outfit dirty, but supporting her all the same..
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Praise appreciated, concrit treasured, flames raspberried.