Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. Otherwise there would not be long pauses of shock that take up a whole episode.

Summary: I tryed to summarize this. Really, I did, but the words just weren't flowing for me you know.

Warnings: Girls

"Oh. My. God. Sakura you totally have to let me borrow this top. It's like so majorly eeeeek!" cried the bleached blonde barbie at the edge of the bed.

Sakura instantly became alert and swung around from the math sheet she had just recently been so absorbed in. Ino asking to borrow her clothes? That was like hell freezing over or Switzerland taking a side. It just didn't happen.

"Ok, so what did you do this time Ino?" she questioned wearily. Honestly, the girl really had to stop disobeying her elders. Life was so much easier when you did whatever you were told.

Said Ino screwed her face into a slightly guilty frown and said, "Nothing Sakura gosh. Can't I even borrow your clothes without you getting suspicious?"

"No." It was a simple answer. Never in anyone's life would the queen bee be caught wearing anything remotely related to the queen nerd. Even if they were secretly best friends. "Now tell me or I'll dye your hair black and replace all your clothes with the non-brandnamed kind."

"I hate you." she replied with a pout, "Fine, I got drunk at the football party last night and had Sasuke's name tattooed on my stomach."

She hid her face in her hands to hide the immense blush spreading across her cheeks.

Sakura laughed, "So that's why you're wearing a shirt over your bikini. I thought you were actually cold."

Ino glared hard at her pink-haired friend, fully intending to sabotage her closet later. "Yes, well, you thought wrong. Now could you please possibley give me the money to have it removed?" She tried her best to copy Sakura's puppy dog eyes.

It obviously didn't work because Sakura just gave her a skeptical look and said, "Won't that leave a scar?"

Cue Ino falling off the bed.

"WHAT?! It can't! I can't have a scar! Please tell me you have a different solution! I don't DO scars!" She scrambled on her knees to Sakura's chair and grabbed the arm. She then procceded to shake it back and forth frantically. "Tell me you can fix it and I'll never get drunk again. Well, at least I'll do it less, but that's not the point. The point is you need to fix it because I can't have a scar! Please, please, please!"

Ino paused in her shaking to take a deep breath and Sakura took the oppurtunity to clamp a hand firmly over her mouth and to pry her fingers off the chair.

"Calm down." she sighed, "When do I not have a plan for you, hmm? Have a little faith and listen."

Ino immediately perked up as much as she could with her restriants.

"Get it covered with that princess tattoo you were so set on getting last time we went to the tatoo place."

Ino squeeled and attempted to glomp her her friend. Unfortunately, Sakura was having none of that and simply tossed her back on the bed.

"God, thank you Sakura!" cried Ino, "You are the Bomb Diggity. I'll go do that right now and I'll call you so-"

She froze in mid-sentence. All was quiet. Sakura got worried.

"What's up Ino?" She asked, getting up to go to her friend.

Ino was staring at her vibrating cell-phone with a look of shock, "S-Sas-uke-s call-ing." She then, promptly, passed out.

Rolling her eyes, Sakura grabbed the phone and sighed once again. She flipped it open.

"Hello."

(A/N) So, I know it's super short, but I figured that the more reviews I get, the longer the chapters will be...unless I feel like writing a long chapter. So review my lovelies. Flames, compliments, I don't really care.

Kitty