Ino Yamanaka stared blankly at her sliced apples. She wasn't popular. She didn't "classify" the looks, the weight, and the attitude. She preferred herself this way though because she knew what it was like when she was younger. She used to be popular until she had met Tenten and Hinata. Apparently they weren't to Sakura's liking, and she got kicked out of the group.

"What'cha thinking about?" Hinata spoke softly as ever, her pale violet orbs dancing with what Ino supposed to be curiosity. Although it was hard to tell, since Hinata didn't have dark pupils like almost everyone else she knew.

"Just about before I met you guys." Ino snickered slightly. "I was a real bitch, wasn't I?"

"Don't say bad things about yourself Ino." Another voice interrupted their conversation.

"I call myself a bitch all the time Tenten." Ino looked pointedly at the girl with chestnut strands pulled into pigtails that barely passed her shoulders. "Remember the last time I was PMSing."

Tenten paled, and then added, "At least you're not Sakura, Temari, Kin, or any of those other whores."

Ino smiled. "Of course I'm not." She then proceeded in a singsong voice. "Tenten, Neji at two o'clock!"

"What! Where?" Tenten pushed loose hair behind her ears and turned. "I'm gonna run, alright?"

"Bye bye." Both Ino and Hinata muttered simultaneously.

"I've got to go see Naruto…" Hinata trailed off, turning a pale pink. "We have a project together in History."

"It's alright Hinata, just go." Ino smiled munching on her apples.

After Ino finished her lunch, she stood and stretched, proceeding to walk to her spot in the school where she could be alone. Unfortunately, she wasn't looking where she was going, and fell to the ground from the impact of another body.

"Watch where you're going, you fat pig!" Sakura Haruno glared at her, watching her glare back.

"At least I'm not an anorexic bitch with a large forehead." Ino shot back after she stood.

"Well...large foreheads indicate to bigger brains dimwit!" Sakura stared at Ino until she turned away.

"Whatever." Ino mumbled as she walked in the direction that she had come in.

She slipped into the bathroom silently, gazing at the image of herself in the empty bathroom mirror. 'Am I really that fat?'

She started comparing herself to Sakura. Sakura had bright green friendly eyes while she had illuminated blue boring, slightly unearthly eyes. Sakura's cherry hair shone while hers was dull and tousled. Her body had more curves than Sakura's, but Sakura had a perfectly flat stomach. Sakura's nose was smaller, a button nose and hers was longer and arched up at the tip. Her lips were fuller than Sakura's, but she wore no lip gloss or chap stick, leaving them chapped and parched.

Ino didn't want to make any more comparisons on how Sakura was prettier than her, so she left the restroom, dragging her jean book bag against the floor. She glanced at the time. "Shit, I need to get to class."

She ran to her Biology class, barely making it before the bell rang. As she took her seat, she smirked. This was a room full of snobs and she got the entire two person desk to herself. Since there was an odd number in her class, she obtained everything alone instead of being bossed around.

"Class," Her teacher, Mr. Sarutobi, started, "We are welcoming a new student from a neighboring country. Mr. Nara, will you please sit by that blonde in the corner?"

A boy stepped in from the doorway. "Hai hai."

Temari glanced at him. "Damn, he's fine." She whispered to Sakura. "We should invite him to have lunch with us tomorrow."

Sakura smirked. "Of course we will. Plus he'll be in our group!" She giggled silently.

"Girls, do you care to share with the class just exactly what is so funny?" Mr. Sarutobi interrupted.

"Yes sir, we were just remembering how wonderfully funny that last experiment was. You know the one where Ino spilled Bromthymol blue all over the floor. She's such a klutz."

Ino's eye twitched while she watched the guy standing in front of the class scanning the room for what she supposed to be herself. She gingerly raised her hand slightly as this boy's eyes met hers.

After he found the twitching blonde, he lazily strolled across the room and sat next to her without looking at her. Then he laid his head on the desk and started emitting soft snores.

"Geezuz Christ, I'm stuck with a bum and he even smells." She muttered to herself, putting distance between her and the man slouching over the desk next to her. "Thank God this is the last class of the day."

"Only fifteen more minutes. I can do this." She strummed her unpolished nails against the desk impatiently.

"Oi." An annoyed voice reached her ears. "Stop doing that, your making my head hurt." She peered down to see his irritated eyes boring into hers and drummed her fingers harder.

His large, bronzed, calloused hand squeezed around her pastel wrist painfully as he forced her to stop. "I suggest you listen to me." He whispered in this aggravated tone, frowning all the while.

"Just remember the homework on page 214." The teacher called as the bell rang and students started to file out of the room.

Ino stood, his hand still encircling her wrist. Sakura walked up to her. "What the hell are you doing touching him like that, you pig!" She cast her eyes downward as the insults continued. "You know….Hey listen to me bitch!"

"I don't see the point in having a conversation with the likes of you," Ino spoke calmly. "You know we used to be friends. Is that what you were going to say? Because I don't want to hear it." Ino turned to the man holding her wrist. "Let me go."

He did as she complied and she left the room, bumping into another person for the second time that day. "Ino, are you alright?" She looked up to see Kin looking at her with a worried expression. Kin was, indeed, the nicest prep on the planet. She didn't judge people.

"I'm fine, just a bit dizzy is all." The blonde replied, picking herself off of the floor.

"Then let me take you to the infirmary, you stupid girl." That annoyed tone sounded from behind her. "After all, we have to check your wrist."

"See you and your boyfriend later, Ino." Kin walked down the hall to meet up with Sakura and Temari.

"He's not my boyfriend!" Ino stomped her foot angrily and felt his hand roughly grab her wrist again.

"I thought we were going to the nurse's office." She snatched her wrist back, glaring into his chest. "What the hell were you going to do with me?"

"Mendokusai." He muttered under his breath, before looking down at her. "Why don't you get along with the other girls?"

"Because they didn't approve of my best friends." She mumbled darkly, "Now if you'll excuse me, I need to go prepare dinner for Loki."

"Whatever." He turned and headed in different direction. She watched as he disappeared after turning a corner.

"Geez, he's finally gone!" She threw his fist in the air in triumph.

"Who's finally gone?" The soft voice startled Ino so much, that she jumped and then fell to the ground with a thud.

"Hinata!" She gasped as she tried to stand and failed, her ankle giving out on her with the gravity pulling her body to the ground with another thud. "Ouch… Son of a bitch…..oh, Hinata, I was talking about this really annoying guy that wouldn't leave me alone."

"Ino-chan, we should get your ankle checked," Hinata sated worriedly. "And you know very well that every male on this planet annoys you other than Loki."

"True." Ino laughed as Hinata helped her up and started guiding her to the nurse's office. "But then again, I bet females annoy males too. Hey Hinata, did you know that Loki and I are finally getting a roommate?"

Hinata smiled. "Maybe you and Loki won't be so lonely anymore, huh Ino-chan?"

"Hopefully not." Ino's grin wavered. "I don't want Loki to grow up the way I did."

"I'm sure he won't Ino-chan." Hinata patted Ino on the back as they reached the office. "I've got to get going; Naruto's waiting for me." She left so red that Ino thought Hinata had been in a sauna for far too long.

Ino had struggled to get home after the nurse had claimed that her ankle was sprained, and wrapped it up in bandages, saying not to take them off except for bathing. Who knew a sprained ankle without crutches would make it so hard to get home?

She inserted the key into the door, cracking it open and calling out, "Loki, I'm home!"

The young African American bounded up to her, his light brown eyes shining happily, his hair hanging just above his eyes in a shaggy cut. He enveloped her legs in his arms, hugging her so tight that she thought she would fall over. "Welcome back!" His innocent voice tugged at her heart and her eyes softened.

"What would you like for dinner?" She grinned as he jumped for joy. "I want chocolate chip cookies!"

"How 'bout after some ramen?" He pouted and she giggled softly. "Hey, at least you still get your cookies!"

"Fine." He grumbled, and then turned away. "Oh ya, make enough for three people, our new roommate stopped by a while ago and will be back later. I already gave the apartment key like I was supposed to."

Ino nodded and hummed as she hobbled to the kitchen, grabbing the ramen packages and cookie mix.

"Hey, Loki? Will you please turn on the radio?" Ino called as she hummed to herself.

"Ya, sure thing!" The young boy ran up to where the entertainment center was located in the living room and pressed the power button.

"I hate you but I love you, I can't stop thinking of you. It's true...I'm stuck on you" The voice blasted from the speakers and Ino sang along, stirring the ramen in the pan and getting ready to bake the cookies at the same time.

"Ya know what I'm sayin, ya know what I mean...Yeah. Every now 'n then when I'm all alone, I'll be wishin' you would call me on the telephone. Say you want me there but ya never do. I feel like such a fool!" Her cheerfulness continued that she hardly noticed the pain in her sprained ankle.

That is, until the door slammed open. The radio was immediately turned off. Ino called out a little worried, "Loki, are you still there?"

"I'm fine!" The little boy called from the couch. "But I think our roommate is drunk."

Ino wobbled out to the living room, her eyes widening at who was laying on the couch. "Oh my god. That's our new roommate?"

Hey! This is my first time writing in a while. I absolutely adore shikaino! Tell me if you like it or not, ok?

The song is stuck by stacie Orico (for the radio part for thise of you who didn't know.)

So should her new roomate be:

A:Shika

B: some other unsuspecting character (won't tell ya who though)