A/N I am completely dedicating this fic to a dear reviewer named HappySuicide! She asked me to add a new chapter to my famous fic "emo Sasuke", she told me I should put "and then Ino tried the transformation justu, and turned into a pig" well this led me to a deep thought. "What if I made a completely new fic based on that simple suggestion." Well I have! This is what I have come up with! I really hope you enjoy it! And please read "emo Sasuke" and review it! (I want it to be the most famous fic ever created so I'll need lots of reviews and hits!)

"This training is just too damned troublesome." Blurted out a very exhausted and frustrated Shikamaru to his teammates Ino and Chouji. All day they had been going over the basics again and again, in hope that they could perfect their skills altogether.

"I'm leaving, besides it's the finale for America's Next Top Model. I need to know who's going to win. I mean Natasha is so Russian and bubbly and cute. But Jasliene is just so damned fab-u-lous!" screamed Shikamaru in a very "drag-queen" kinda way. So he walked off to his house so he could watch the finale of the best bitch-fest on this side of the Mississippi! (A/N do not ask...)

So now only Chouji and Ino were left.

"Uh, Ino," a blushing Chouji started.

"What fat-ass?!" Ino said as she watched Shikamaru walk away.

"Wanna do the nasty all over the training field?" Chouji screamed.

"How many times do I have to tell you that I'm gay!" Ino yelled as she wacked Chouji on the backside of the head.

"Anyways, who would want to do "the nasty" with you? I mean your fat and lazy and you smell like pickles put in a bag of milk, then the bag of milk was left in the sun for about a week, then someone found it and put some blue cheese on it and threw it into a pile of shit! God, its guys like you that make girls like me gay!" Ino laughed, making sure that the fat boy heard every hurtful word that she was blurting out of her mouth.

How can she say this to me! I love her! She will pay, one of these days I will make sure she will be mine! A very pissed off Chouji thought to himself.

Well lets begin the transformation justu challenge. You remember the rules right fat-ass?" Ino grinned.

"No..." Chouji cried.

"Thought so, god, why the hell do they let fat people become shinobi? I mean everyone knows that fat people can't sit through instuctions longer then 5 minutes without thinking about food!" Ino yelled to Chouji, but his mind was somewhere else.

Butter cream filled radishes, chocolate cake, potato chips, triple deep fried chicken...wait is Ino talking to me? Oh course she isn't, yelled a talking hamburger from Chouji's daydream, she isn't talking to you, we are! Because we love you! Come and eat me! I'm double deep fried and chocolate dipped! EAT ME!

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING TO MY HAIR!" Ino cried as she watched in horror as Chouji put her hair in his mouth and started to eat it. She bashed him on the side of his head and started to try to explain the rules of the transformation justu game.

"Well we both try to make the best transformation, who ever's is the coolest wins." Ino said.

"What do you win?"

"Lee's body."

"I'M TOTALLY IN!" Chouji yelled. And just to let you know Chouji isn't gay. Its just everyone wants Lee's body! God even my mom wants Lee's body! My dad wants Lee's body! MY SCIENCE TEACHER WANTS LEE'S BODY!" (going off on a tangent there, so on with the fic!)

"So on with the game!"

A/N OK, THIS CHAPTER MIGHT SEEM A LITTLE BORING! BUT I PROMISE CHAPTER 2 WILL BE FUNNY AS SHIT! I PROMISE! PLEASE READ AND REVIEW!