So, welcome to Ino's Harem! I've seen a lot of stories/art work of Sakura with just about every Naruto character thinkable. But what about Ino? I'm trying to set Ino up with every Naruto character I find amusing. xDDD
After this, or if I get bored of Ino, I might start a Tenten's Harem, then Temari, then Hinata. Maybe after that, people I have NEVER seen Sakura with. Of course, this is if my ambition lasts. xDDD;
This chapter: Sasuke!
Ino looked up as the door jingled, and quickly looked back down again as she recognized the crest of black hair. There was only one reason the last Uchiha would bother visiting her flower shop.
As she watched him browse, the business-woman in her urged her to tell Sasuke what Sakura's favorite flower was. But the rest of her said the stay silent, and that was the part that won.
The blonde managed to ignore Sasuke as he strolled through the isles, but finally her morbid curiosity won out, and she glanced up. Sasuke was stopped at the display of daffodils, examining them with as blank a face as Ino had ever seen.
She gave a small smile of pride, anyways. It had taken a lot of time to get those daffodils set up right. But even if Sasuke didn't show it, she knew they were beautiful. Sasuke doesn't always appreciate beautiful things.
Except, of course, Sakura. Just like last night.
Flashback to last night
Shikamaru and Choji had already left for their homes, and Ino was on her way to hers. She had heard the voices, instantly recognized them, though the words were indistinguishable.
She knew that she should move on. She didn't need to overhear whatever Sakura and Sasuke had to talk about. But if Ino had always done what was best for herself, she wouldn't have fallen in love with someone as unattainable as Sasuke.
The blonde kunoichi peeked around the corner, and was immediately sorry she had done so.
Sasuke was smiling.
Despite the situation, Ino's heart sped up as she saw that smile on his beautiful pale face. But that smile wasn't for her. She could see Sakura standing there, smiling up at Sasuke.
"Thanks, Sakura." Sasuke's voice emanated down the alley, and Ino finally looked away, biting her bottom lip to keep the tears down. No one needed to hear her cry. She'd known Sasuke wouldn't choose her. So, why did it hurt so much for that to be confirmed?
Present.
"Ino?"
Sasuke's voice broke through Ino's reverie. She looked up quickly, thoroughly startled.
Sasuke had an irritated look on his face, causing Ino to wonder how long she'd been off with the fairies.
She looked down, and saw that Sasuke was holding a bouquet of yellow daffodils in one hand, the appropriate amount of yen in the other. With a blank look on his face, he set the yen down on the counter.
Ino looked down at the yen, then at the daffodils. They were a brilliant, beautiful yellow, a pride to her flower shop. But they wouldn't be what Sakura would want.
She stared at the yen, her mind whirling as she debated within herself. Finally, blue eyes closed, and she shook her head, sighing softly. Before Sasuke could question her behavior, she pushed the yen back to him.
"The best flowers for Sakura would be pink roses." She told him quietly, forlornly. She'd already lost, why not at least let Sakura have her favorite flowers? She looked up at Sasuke, expecting a quick thanks and rush off to the roses.
Instead, he looked mildly puzzled. "I'll be sure to tell Lee." He responded, giving her back the yen. "I'd like these flowers wrapped."
Ino nodded obediently, and set to putting the flowers in the prettiest wrapping they had, not quite sure what had happened. Tell Lee about Sakura's favorite flowers? And what were those flowers he'd just bought for, then? While she tried to figure out the puzzle, she gave Sasuke back the daffodils, wrapped, with the tag waiting to be written on.
Sasuke nodded and accepted them. "Thank you. Do you have a pen?" He asked, holding the tag open.
Ino nodded silently again, not trusting her mouth to work properly if she allowed speech. She opened one of the drawers in the counter, and after a little digging, produced a pen, which she handed to him. What did he have to write that instant?
She watched him write, her curiosity almost to bursting, when he finally put the pen down, and gave a small smile, looking at his handiwork. He looked up, catching her eyes, burning with curiosity. "Would you like to read?"
Ino didn't need a second invitation. She knew that it would probably hurt to read it, but now she needed to know. Fingers trembling slightly, she opened to card and read.
To: Ino, the most beautiful girl in Konoha.
From: Sasuke, with love.
Ino looked up, just in time to catch Sasuke's lips pressing hard against her own. She didn't move. She didn't breathe. She suspected her heart had paused for that one glorious moment. If this is another daydream...I hope it never stops.
It was just like one of her daydreams, for sure. Sasuke's lips were just as soft as she'd imagined. The adrenaline of happiness was even better.
Finally, too soon, Sasuke's lips parted from her. He looked at her flabbergasted expression, and gave a shrug, a small smirk playing on his face. "Sakura told me to write that. She told me what your favorite flower was, too."
The pieces clicked in Ino's mind. "Me? But why—."
"You talk too much." Sasuke replied, and Ino's voice cut off as his lips reunited with hers.