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No Longer Beautiful
Ino's pov

Being inside the war. The constant battles and bloody battlefields. I start to think of my old friend...

I start to think I'm not as protected as Sakura is.

Seeing things the way I once did I realize I was a fool. Floating on clouds and ordering everyone one I could around. I was a spoiled brat. Daddy's little princess.

Sakura is the princess now. A spoiled little princess. She's protected by our Hokage-sama (who seems to play favorites.), by Naruto-kun, and by her old sensei Kakashi. The pink haired little girl might be stronger than me but she knows nothing of pain... Or how horrible you feel after you kill someone.

No. My once best-friend sits on her throne as if she knows everything. When I try to correct her she shoves insults in my face and I can no longer keep up with them. Sakura is the brains and I am the brawn... Always was that way.

So when I go back home I don't speak to her. She's always surrounded by so many people anyway. People who actually like her. I guess her stupidity on real life suits them.

I wonder by them. All of them. Even Shika and Cho has joined in their little games of delusion. I'm stuck in this nightmare. Shikamaru can't even look me in the face anymore.

My face... I am no longer beautiful. I'm ugly, but I've gotten used to it as long as I don't see myself. I've been raped, cut up, burned, and my face...

I have five cuts on my face. One that splits my right eye horizontally so I can no longer see out of it, three cuts that go side to side (My left temple to my right cheek, my left cheek to below my right ear, and one from my right temple straight down.), and the last one which splits my lower lip in two.

Sakura is different. She's beautiful. She doesn't have a mark on her. Sakura can wear a back-less dress and not have to worry about what people think.

I used to be jealous. When I started to notice how protected and loved she is. But I sooner accepted it.

Anko and Ibiki were the only two people who wouldn't look away from my scars. They were proud of them. But Anko soon wrapped herself around Kakashi's heart and joined the delusion group. Ibiki and I were left alone together. On more than one occasion showing we were interested in each other.

Now... now whenever I'm near that sadist he comments on my sexyness and tells me beauty gets boring. I laugh and agree. I am no longer beautiful, predictable, and annoying. I'm sexy, unafraid... and so okay I'm still annoying, but it grows on people.

I should know. Ibiki never left me.

NOTES:

Half way through this I wanted to make it into a story. But I don't think I should do that. No Longer Beautiful popped into my head and I decided to write it down while the plot bunny's and muses were having a party about me. I think I'm starting to get better at writing, but I'm not sure.

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