DISCLAIMER: This story is solely written for fanservicing. All known characters and plot lines belong to Masashi Kishimoto and the publishers of the Naruto series.

The Period Chronicles

Bloody Stain

"Oh my god... no."

Sakura had never felt like going to the washroom was a problem. In fact, she was a proud bearer of a strong bladder, which let her sit through the oh-so-boring Philosophy classes taught by Kakashi-sensei. She usually found those classes interesting, but Kakashi-sensei's tendency of giving his students homework while he read his porn made his class truly unappealing.

But Sakura enjoyed most of her classes, most of them being science related as she wanted to become a doctor when she graduated from college. She was now in her final year at Konoha High, getting all the applications in for next year's new adventure. Her seventeen year old self found success in many areas of her life. She was one of the top students at Konoha High, quite sociable, and had a lovely relationship with her mom and dad.

"Sakura, is that you in there?"

Ino always purposely went to the girl's restroom at least five times a day, just to 'take a rest' from her least favourite classes.

That was Ino's voice. Ahh shit, what to do! The girl scratched the top of her pink head, looking down at her underwear. It was so embarrassing, how could she not know that it was coming today? Girls always had that weird sixth sense that just told them when it was coming.

Sakura's sixth sense failed her that month, as she had to run away from Kakashi-sensei's class like her life depended on it. She made it to the toilet just in time. The luck of wearing a skirt as a uniform had never seemed so fortunate. She could just pull down her underwear and do the deed. She felt so relaxed after finishing her business that life couldn't get any better.

However, it was that stain that told her that her trip to the girl's restroom wasn't finished.

Because it was right there. That damned stain that ruined all of her good underwear!

"Ummm... Ino?" she asked shyly, sounding a lot like her other friend Hinata.

The blonde girl peeked her hand at the top part of the stall, showing Sakura that she was standing on the other side. Sakura felt relieved and lucky knowing that her best friend had been the one to find her in such a compromising situation. If someone else, some one like Karin had found her, then Sakura would have been doomed.

Why was it always like this? She should've been born a boy.

"What's up? Can I come in?" Ino inquired worriedly.

The two girls had been best friends for years, being in the same schools since Kindergarten. Ino was the one first person who had ever called her beautiful. The moment that those words had come out of the blonde girl's mouth, Sakura had known that they were meant to be friends until death separated them. Well, that was a little exaggerating but the was entitled to think those things, she was a woman dammit!

"Yeah, just a sec!"

She quickly pulled up her panties and straightened out her skirt, trying to look more presentable. After unlocking the stall's door, Ino came in, her blond hair up in a high ponytail while her bangs covered one green eye. She was wearing the same uniform as Sakura; the black kilt and white polo with the symbol of Konoha High stitched on her left side. They always had matching stockings, and this day the two friends had chosen to wear white knee-high socks that contrasted with their black shoes.

Sakura was now regretting the choice of white stockings. What if it was flowing so much that it ran down her leg and stained her socks! That would be the most embarrassing thing ever.

"Oh goodness, Sakura, you're breaking out so bad!"

The girl touched her forehead and Ino was right. She was starting to her pimples all over her face! There were already three –no, ten!—bumps in her forehead, and she didn't even want to feel her cheeks. It was doomsday, Sakura's mind concluded. It couldn't get any worse than this. Not even Karin's pestering or Lee's declarations of love could top this off.

"I just got my period and I don't even have a tampon!" she cried out in desperation. The hormones were starting to kick in too, unfortunately.

Damn her period! Inner Sakura was already putting on her boxing gloves, ready to beat the shit out of her fallopian tubes.

"Let me just..."

Ino searched through the hidden pockets in her kilt while Sakura's insides panicked. What if she had left a mark in one of the lunch chairs? Or worse, on one of the classroom chairs? You couldn't disguise a blood stain as a ketchup spill or a rotten tomato. The pink haired girl tried to remember the last time she had gotten her period, and it was in fact her time to get it again. She hadn't been paying attention to her calendar because of all the extra homework that teachers had assigned to prepare the last grade for university.

Ugh, how she hated having her time of the month! It was worse when she didn't prepare for it. Like now.

She had no pills, no tampons, and no anti-acne cream. To make things even worse, she had no chocolate or ice cream at arm's length to binge on. Life was so cruel.

"Here!"

Ino showed her a long tube that contained a skin colour liquid. It was the one thing Ino carried with her everywhere she went. She called it her true best friend, much to Sakura's chagrin. The blonde girl could be so materialistic sometimes.

"Ino, that's not a tampon!" Sakura's yell quieted when she said the last word, as if she was trying to hide her true issue from the thin walls of Konoha High. Who knew, maybe Naruto and Kiba were on the other side of the washroom listening to their embarrassing conversation!

"No, but it will cover up your acne until it's time to go home, dear Sakura." Ino responded by patting Sakura's pink hair like a little child. It was so unfair, Sakura was almost six months older than her and she was the one being treated like a toddler!

The blonde girl ignored her protests and opened the tube. Sakura frowned in irritation. She suddenly felt a painful flinch on her very swollen belly and covered it with her arms, "Ahh it hurts, Ino! Do something!"

Sakura let out more pained cries, regretting every fiber of her womanhood. She once again wished to have been born a boy; they had it so easy! She imagined her pink haired self walking around shirtless and with hairy legs, not giving a flying damn about an exposed chest and unshaved legs!

"Stop protesting and OH-MY-GOD"

Ino stopped applying foundation on Sakura's face and looked at the floor panicked. Sakura followed her eyes and was shocked to see two little blood stains on the white ceramic. Her eyes followed the trail of blood that had stained the floor until it reached her mid-calf —or rather, the middle of her white knee-length stockings! She had not only stained the girl's washroom floor, but also her very, very white pair of stockings that were meant to make her legs look pretty.

After Sakura let out a squeal, she quickly took a piece of toilet paper and wiped them. It was clear that her favourite pair of undies was stained as well and she needed a tampon, immediately.

"Sakura, you're bleeding so much!" Ino knelt down and rolled down the pink haired girl's socks, with the intention of hiding the stain.

"This is so embarrassing!" she cried in desperation.

"Hey, at least your acne isn't that visible—" Ino didn't finish her sentence when she saw a flash of anger run through Sakura's eyes. The blonde girl laughed lightly and flipped her ponytail casually, "Ne, ne, Sakura. We'll find a solution. Let's just hope that you didn't leave a trail of blood from Kakashi-sensei's classroom to the bathroom," she added jokingly, but the other girl's expression made her regret her words.

"Ino!" Sakura smacked her friend in her arm. The space in the bathroom cubicle was getting too small for the two girls, so they decided to exit it and continue their –or rather, Sakura's—issue in the washroom sinks.

Sakura stared at her reflection in the mirror. Ino was right; her skin was breaking out really bad. She groaned childishly, not wanting to go back to class knowing that everyone would notice the symptoms of her period. Ugh, Karin would definitely take advantage of this situation and make fun of her!

Ino gleefully finished covering up all the signs of pimples on Sakura's face with a grin on her expression. Why was she taking this so lightly? It wasn't fun! Whenever Ino had her period, all hell broke loose. But when Sakura had her period, noooo she couldn't afford to act selfishly. Ino would shrug it off and continue with her oh-so-happy life. Stupid, spoiled best friend!

"Et voila," Ino exclaimed, "Your face is as good as new!"

Sakura watched her skin tone with attention and then wrinkled her nose.

"Ino, I look like a cake now" she complained. The patches of foundation were really visible against her pale skin. Ino had a different tone than her, so it was obvious that the blonde girl had applied tons of makeup on her acne. It was like Sakura's pale skin had random dots of a more tanned shade. It was a horrible job, but Sakura knew that she couldn't say that aloud. Ino would take it as the greatest offense in the Five Great Nations.

"Well, it's much better than before, ne?" Ino placed her hands on her hips, obviously trying to ignore her best friend's protests. "We better get going before Kakashi-sensei gives you detention."

"His class is almost over. Can we go see Shizune-sensei at the infirmary and ask her for a billion tampons?" Sakura asked. She was well aware that Ino would do anything to stay out of class. It was a Friday, after all. Ino never felt like going to school on Fridays.

The blonde girl agreed to her best friend's request without hesitation. She grabbed Sakura's hand and the two girls walked quickly towards the washroom exit. Ino, in front of her, pushed the door open and exited with no problem. Sakura, on the other hand, was a different story.

She was so immersed in her worries of leaving a blood trail behind every step she took that she didn't notice the person walking in front of her. Ino had already let go of her hand and had taken a few steps ahead, whereas Sakura's pace had slowed down with her lingering thoughts. Ino's squeal was just a millisecond before the pink haired girl had bumped into someone else's arm, sending a stinging sensation to her chest.

"Ah my boobs are soooo swollen and they—"

She didn't just bump into a guy and yelled out how sore her boobs were. Nope, she didn't.

She bumped into Uchiha Sasuke and proclaimed that her chest was swollen. Yep, that was it.

And he was looking at her —no, he was glaring at her. He didn't say a word, but the irritation in his black eyes was enough for Sakura to know that her reputation was going downhill by the second. Uchiha Sasuke wasn't a person of many words. He utilized his eyes as a communication devise so much that Sakura had to wonder many times if he had difficulties speaking.

Sakura, on the other hand, was well aware of her spontaneous outbursts. Especially when she was on her period. And the situation she had put herself in was so embarrassing because Uchiha Sasuke was not only the quietest person in the planet. He was also chased after by most of the girls on their grade, and if they found out about her sudden outburst concerning her boobs, shit would go down.

This day couldn't get any worse.

Hi everyone! This is a splurge of inspiration that I had to let out before it haunted me in my sleep. I've never written and AU, much less a high school fic. Well, it's fun to try new things!

Tell me what you think ;)

Sincerely,

Mrs Scorpius Malfoy