Sakura's POV
I, Haruno Sakura, nurse in training, have come up with a brilliant plan. It's absolutely foolproof (meaning nothing Naruto does will ruin it). Even for me, it was unusually amazing. I mean, it's the best ever! Well, it would be the best ever if I can convince Hinata to go along with it. Knowing her, she'd hesitate due to the cruel genius of it all. Still, it couldn't be helped, and I was not about to go down without a fight. So I walked out of my apartment to the Hyuuga's house.
"YOU WANT TO WHAT!" my plan caused Hinata to yell, one of the rare moments she surpassed a whisper. Realizing her mistake, her face immediately turned red. I sighed. I really did regret drawing her into all this crap, but without her help, the love square couldn't be broken.
"I want you to switch places with me. That way, we both get what we want; you can get Naruto, and I can get Sasuke. We will do it with a transformation justu; and we can meet up at your place or mine to get familiar with the other's way of life," I repeated dully. See, this is why Hinata sometimes makes me so frustrated. She's the best most of the time. She has great fashion sense, helps me whenever she can, and looses her stutter if you knew her well enough. Sometimes, we even gossiped together. The only problem was that she was completely innocent. If it was Ino, she'd agree with no hesitation. Except Hinata wasn't a manipulating slut like Ino, no offense to neither.
"But we'll be deceiving both of them! What if they find out?" Hinata asked doubtfully.
"Hina-chan, we're ninjas. Or daily lives are deceiving. They won't find out, I promise. If they do, you can tell them it's my fault." Triumphantly, I smirked, sure that the previous argument would work. One glance at my partner in seducing assured me it did not.
"Look, I'll explain the situation; I love Sasuke, but Sasuke loves you. You love Naruto, but Naruto loves me. It's one big love square, and frankly, I can't put up with it anymore. If I switched places with you, I can get Sasuke, while you can get Naruto," I explained. Still, Hinata looked doubtful.
"Are you sure this isn't going to blow up in our faces?" she asked. Sighing impatiently, I shook my head.
"When have my plans ever blown up in our faces?" I said confidently. Shyly, Hinata pressed her fingers together. As one, we both recounted all of my failures. And I assure you, while they were a great many, the success rate was way up high. If you could consider 40% high. Shut up Inner! I yelled to myself. This plan was going to succeed, because it's so damn awesome.
In another placeā¦
"WHAT?" Sasuke yelled with a 'WTF' expression pasted on his face. That's right, emo boy yelled, he was so shocked. Damn, why didn't he come up with that plan? The sheer brilliancy, the simplicity, there was no way it'd fail. Before him, Naruto smiled. In creepy harmony, the two bend their heads over the precious notebook containing their master plan (well, Naruto's master plan), smirking demonically.
A/N: Ohhh, Cliffie! What's gonna happen next? This is our second Naruto fic, and hopefully better than the first, because Demon-Pixie was only allowed to give ideas this time, instead of writing a crappy one shot about someone mispronouncing 'butter'. Sasuke never left in this one, so don't get confused!
Parody Thingy:
Demon-Pixie: How'd you come up with this idea again?
Pie: You're just jealous I thought of it before you did *sticks tongue out*
Demon-Pixie: Oh, this is gonna be good. Double deception :)
