After a bizarre conversation with friends, I had the idea to write this. (Let's hear it for crack conversations!) Not my usual fare. Mostly, it plays off of the random thoughts that could pop through people's minds.

Warning: Yuri (lesbian) thoughts and situations, but nothing too explicit.

I do not own Naruto – Masashi Kishimoto does. I just enjoy playing in his world.

AWKWARD

"Morning!" Ino exclaimed, cheerfully leaping onto Sakura's bed. Sakura's room had a large bay window that had a queen-sized bed pushed against the wall right beneath it. Sakura had placed her pillows in an L-shape so that she could either sleep normally or lie in the light of the window, like she was doing now. Sakura was still in her pajamas, which consisted of a plain white tank top and her traditional red cotton pants. She was propped up against her pillows, reading a magazine of some kind in the sun. Ino had landed right beside her. Ino propped her head one of the long pillows on the windowsill, closed her eyes, and lay in the morning light. She was also in her pajamas, having only just woken up. Her pajamas included a daring purple camisole and yellow short shorts. Ino was certain she looked better - not that it really mattered, since it was just the two of them.

"Not for much longer." Sakura said, looking up from her medical journal and smiling. The two of them had only been roommates for a few months. Actually, it had been about seven months now, come to think about it. Adjusting to being roommates, not just friends and rivals, had taken time. Sakura had to admit that she was truly glad that she was no longer living alone. It was just too depressing. Too lonely. Furthermore, living with Ino encouraged her to have a more active social life. She would actually go out to clubs and drink now. It's not like she didn't like to go out. She had always liked dancing (not that she was particularly good) and she did enjoy having a few drinks, contrary to popular belief. Her only problem with going out was that only the much older crowd seemed to hit on her. Ino thought it was great because they would buy them expensive drinks, but it made Sakura uncomfortable.

Anyway, today was simply a day to do nothing. They both had the day off and they had cleaned their place earlier in the week, so there wasn't much left to do except relax. A free day was rare for the two kunoichi. Nevertheless, they would both probably do some light training later.

Squinting, Ino looked over at Sakura. She noticed that Sakura's top was tight and a bit low. She could actually see cleavage. That was surprising - Sakura was usually very conservative with her choice in clothes. Ino figured it corresponded with Sakura's comfort level with her body. But right now, when it was just the two of them, Sakura didn't seem to care. Her nipples were sticking out as well. It was, after all, morning. Ino thought of teasing her, but the look of serene happiness on Sakura's face made her forget about it for right now.

"What are you doing today?" Ino inquired. After seven months, Ino still hadn't put up all her posters on the wall in her room. Maybe today was the day to do it.

"Not much." Sakura looked out the window in thought. "Anything in particular you would like to do?"

"Not really. I think I'm going to just do nothing and enjoy the day."

They spent most of the day lounging around. Sakura read her medical books and Ino read her favorite gossip magazines. At about three o'clock, Sakura's stomach rumbled. Ino realized that they hadn't eaten anything all day. She laughed when her stomach rumbled too. Sakura was the first to get up.

"I'll go make us something. What do you want?" Sakura asked as she left the room.

"Curry!" Ino yelled after her. She walked back to their shared bathroom and freshened up a bit for the day.

Ino went to the kitchen and found Sakura working on spinach and mushroom omelets. "I wanted curry" She whined.

"We need something really healthy if we're not going to do anything all day." Sakura replied.

"I thought we were going to train this evening." Ino grumbled.

Sakura just rolled her eyes.

"Can we at least have cheese?" Ino pleaded.

"Fine." Sakura sighed. She reached out for a glass of water absent-mindedly and it fell to the floor. She sighed. "Can you watch the eggs for me while I clean this up?"

"Sure." Ino said. She watched Sakura bend over and start picking up the large pieces of glass on the floor. Even in her pajama pants, Sakura had a reasonably nice ass. Where the HELL did that come from? Ino shook her head to remove the thought. She immediately stared straight in front of her and poked at the eggs.

After a minute, she announced, "The omelets are almost done."

"Okay, take them off the heat would you? I'm going to get some towels to soak up all the water." As she left, she said, "Be careful, I haven't got all the shards off the floor."

"Okay." Ino replied, absentmindedly. She was grateful that Sakura was leaving for a minute. Ino recalled her mother saying something about an idle mind; maybe that's why she was thinking weird things.

Sakura came back, got on her hands and knees, and started pressing the towels to the ground. Ino found herself watching. Sakura still wasn't wearing a bra, so her breasts swayed a lot while she moved. Ino turned and tried to concentrate on the eggs again.

Sakura stood up and started to leave the room. "I'm getting the broom." She said over her shoulder.

"Mmm," Ino acknowledged. She took two steps and opened up the fridge, so she could get the cheese out of the refrigerator. What was wrong with her today? When she moved back to the stove, she stepped on a piece of glass. Hard. She winced. It was bleeding.

Sakura returned with the broom to find Ino staring at her bleeding foot.

"I told you to be careful. I haven't finished picking up all the glass." Sakura said, accusingly. She set the broom aside and knelt to the ground.

Ino shrugged and said "I forgot."

Sakura reached for her foot. "Let me get it out."

"I'll be fine." Ino said as she moved her foot out of reach.

"I'm a medic."

"So am I." Ino stubbornly replied.

Sakura caught her foot, used her chakra as a local anesthetic, and then healed it before Ino could even really protest. Ino was angry and jealous. Sakura used her healing chakra like she was born to it. Controlling healing chakra was so much harder to do than she made it look. Sakura had only been doing it a few months more than her, but they were miles apart.

"Thanks." She managed to mumble.

Sakura shrugged it off, like it was nothing. "Welcome."

Sakura swept up the glass and put it in the garbage. "Think you can keep yourself from getting cut again now?" She chided.

"I think I can manage." Ino said, with a smirk. She handed Sakura her plate and pointed to a new glass of water. "Think you can drink that glass of water without dropping it?"

"Watch me." Sakura took a sip and smiled. She loved their banter.

After eating, they finally got dressed. They put on workout clothes and ran the ten miles to their favorite practice grounds. Then, they sparred for about an hour before going to their separate areas to train individually. When Ino got back, Sakura had just gotten into the shower. "You better not hog all the hot water, forehead!" Ino yelled, mostly to let Sakura know she was back.

Ino went into her room, took off all her gear, and started sharpening her kunai. After a what seemed like only a few minutes, Sakura came in. She was still wet and wrapped in her pink towel. Water droplets dripped from her hair and caressed her skin. Ino wondered if Sakura had ever let a man see her like this. Suddenly, she realized that the silence had gone on too long. She desperately hoped her thoughts weren't showing on her face.

"Your turn to get clean, pig." Sakura said, interrupting Ino's thoughts and stare.

"Humph." She managed. Hopefully, she just sounded out of it. Ino fought her panic back down. It's no big deal. It's only natural that I would notice her body at some point. She has probably noticed mine. It's fine. It's fine.

"I didn't use all the hot water, I promise." Sakura said over her shoulder as she went to get changed.

Ino hurried to the bathroom and turned on the water. She smirked. Sakura did leave her some hot water. As Ino was rubbing the shampoo into her hair, she pondered her thoughts. I mean, I know I've had a bit of a dry spell, but really? I really need to get laid if I am starting to think those kinds of thoughts about Sakura.

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Ino returned from her latest mission satisfied. She had gone out to celebrate completing the mission the night after and had gotten the hottest guy there to take her back to his place. They had sex until she finally gave in to the exhaustion and fell asleep. She had no illusions about sex. She understood the nature of her being and simply made sure her needs were being met. Perhaps it was a result of the fact that she was pretty and popular and it was expected of her. Maybe it was because she could switch bodies she tended to think of a body as only a needy shell. She reasoned that both were probably factors.

Sakura was eating when she returned. She looked up with clear, emerald eyes and stared at her for a minute.

"Your mission was a success and you've had sex." Sakura stated. "Any good?"

"About average." Ino shrugged and sat down. Sakura was the only person who would ever get an honest answer about that from her. Although, it did irritate her to no end that Sakura always knew when she had had sex. At first, Ino had constantly tried to hide it from Sakura. Later, she would try to slip one past Sakura's senses. It never worked. Sakura always knew, so Ino had stopped trying.

"Want some?" Sakura asked, indicating the pasta.

"Sure."

Sakura stabbed some of the food from her plate and held out the fork. She's going to feed me? Ino felt unsure of herself. Did she want Sakura to or not?

"Take it." Sakura said, waving the fork a bit.

Ino relaxed and grabbed it from her hands. She put the fork in her mouth. It was delicious. "Not bad."

"More on the stove if you're still hungry." Sakura said as she got up and started cleaning up the kitchen.

Ino helped herself to some more pasta and put the rest in a container for later. "Do you want some help cleaning up?"

"No, it is okay. I've got it." She said.

Was it Ino's imagination or did she sound a bit sad? She finished eating and set her dishes next to the sink. She glanced over at Sakura. It definitely looked she was trying to work something out in her mind while she cleaned. She was concerned, but let it go. Sakura was an adult. Ino took one last look at her before going back to her room to unpack. She finished unpacking and lay down on her bed. She could hear Sakura still in the kitchen.

A little bit later, Sakura came in and sat on the edge of the bed.

"What's wrong?"

Sakura just made her scoot over, so that she could lay down next to her. Like always, her back was to Ino. Sakura hated people to see her break down after Sasuke rebuked her for being weak.

"Was there another team in an accident? I told you before that you always do your best. You can't save everyone all the time."

Sakura was still silent. Ino wrapped her arms around Sakura's waist and nuzzled the back of her head. "It'll be okay."

She started lightly kissing the back of Sakura's neck. She was certain Sakura would get embarrassed, turn around, and smack her. Then they would yell about it for awhile and Sakura would storm off. It would be worth it because it would distract her from her worries. Something like that almost always worked.

Sakura sat upright and turned towards her. Ino closed her eyes and braced for the punch that she knew was coming. There was a long pause. Then, she felt Sakura's lips on hers and opened her eyes in surprise. She could see the trail the tears had taken on Sakura's face and couldn't bring herself to pull away. The kiss became more needy and Ino closed her eyes and relaxed into her bed. This wasn't like Sakura. What had happened? Sakura's hands were braced on either side of Ino's body. Sakura relaxed her arms, so that the full weight of her body was on Ino. She was fairly light. It was not what she had expected from one of the strongest kunoichi alive. Sakura used her right hand to trace the side of Ino's face. Her hand kept moving further down to her neck and then lightly traced her collar bone. It lingered between her breasts as Sakura broke the kiss. Should she say something to try and stop this? Did she want to? Sakura's hand moved down her stomach and paused when it reached her shorts. She lifted the fabric a little and …

Ino woke up. Fuck.

Light from the sun was just started to leak in through her windows. Tenatively, she got out of bed and opened her door. She peeked down the hall at Sakura's door. She always left it open whenever she left for the day and had it closed while she was asleep. A leftover fear from some traumatic event that happened while she was sleeping. Luckily, it was open and Sakura was already gone. She had early morning training with Tsunade. Ino breathed a sigh of relief.

That evening, while they were having dinner together, Sakura caught Ino staring at her.

"I will not go out with you." Sakura deadpanned, expecting their usual banter.

Ino was startled. She was thinking of the dream and was taken aback by how close Sakura had gotten to her thoughts. Trying to play it off, she laughed. Although even to her ears, the laughter sounded false. She desperately tried to think of something to change the subject.

"Do you even date?" Ino boldly asked, knowing this was a sore subject with Sakura.

"WHAT?!" Sakura exclaimed, her face red with embarrassment.

"I think it's a legitimate question. I haven't seen you go on a single date since we've lived together." Ino said, as calmly as she could. Although it was true and Ino had always wondered, she was glad to have successfully changed the subject.

"I'm just having a particularly dateless period in my life."

"Mmhmm." That noise, coupled with a look of disbelief said it all.

"Shut up." Sakura stormed out of the room.

I'd love to hear what people think. I had fun wriiting it.