Hikari: It's weird, I have been writing fanficts about flowers all night. Anyway, first attempt at a Naruto drabble so be merciful.
Summary: "Most importantly, if I were to describe Him as anything… I would have to say a Black Rose."
Ino sat quietly in her mother's shop. The quiet winter evening was already darkening.
"Why do I have to be the one sitting here, arranging flowers for a wedding ceremony tomorrow?" Ino fumed while she carefully chose matching, healthy flowers.
"All she said was, 'Your father and I have worked very hard today, we are going to bed. Do this small job for me. The information is on the card. Please put as many colors as you can, but only into white vases.' I can't believe she would force me into this! 'Small job' my ass!"
Ino became more and more pissed off as she continued. As she got angrier she began cutting flowers wrong and throwing them away violently.
She held up a large pink carnation.
"Ha! Now this, this cheap weak flower, that can be easily replicated with paper looks EXACTLY like Sakura." She giggle a little in her revelation.
"But, of course I more closely resemble this beautiful unique looking violet with bright, deep colors."
"Ah, and this sunflower is wide and round, but warm and inviting like Chouji."
She grinned a little, feeling herself go crazy surrounded by all of the flowers after a hard day of training. She laughed off the feeling. Who cares if she let herself go once in a while.
"Shikamaru can be this ordinary, boring-looking white daisy."
"I think Naruto is probably like this vibrant, exotic tiger lily.
She put all of the flowers in her hand into a green vase with water and plant food.
Ino walked to the fridge and picked up an even more beautiful flower. She gazed at it softly.
"Most importantly, if I were to describe Him as anything… I would have to say a Black Rose, the flower of my life."
She placed the rose in the center of the vase, where it stood the tallest. Then she checked the white vases, took off her apron, turned off the lights, and carried her green vase to her bedroom.
FIN: Well I hope that was good enough. Lets call it a drabble: 350 words. Au Revoir!