Flecks of Grey and Blue
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters just the idea.
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"So Ino-Pig what exactly made you like Sasuke? I mean, his looks or his skills?"
This was often a question that the two girls had, after all, during the lunch period in Dai-Chi Academy, their only form of entertainment was to either partake in Shino and Gaara's discussion which ranged from their drama club to card games, talk to Sai and Deidara-Sempai and Sasori-Sempai about art schools, joining Zetsu-Sempai and Tobi-Sempai in a heated game of Go Fish, or to indulge themselves in the viewing of watching their fellow classmates toss an old football around the field not too far from the tree they sat under.
Even Hinata and TenTen were playing.
"Again with this question?"
"Yes." Sakura imply stated. "I refuse to even think that you have feeling for him on an actual level."
"What's that mean?" Ino said taking a bite of her papaya. "You think I'm shallow.
Sakura nodded.
"Yes."
"Well I'm not!"
"Fine. Prove it."
Ino sighed. Did she really come off so shallow?
Straightening her pleated skirt she thought back to when she had first met Sasuke back when she was in grade school.
She had just tripped over a pebble, dropping the small box holding the small pastry she had bought for her mother's birthday. Her hair was plastered on her face from the cold rain, her umbrella had blown away. She was cold, wet, and angry.
'No, mom's chocolate cake is ruined!'
She tried to stand but fell again, she had cut her knee.
'Ow!'
'Hey! You gonna be ok?'
Turning her tear streaked face Ino's eyes landed on her classmate, the new transfer student.
He was almost hidden under his umbrella, dark sweat loosely hanging on him. He tilted his head.
'You need help? You're Ino right?'
She nodded dumbly.
'Yeah…'
He held a hand out to her, she took it, standing wobbly on her feet.
'You've got a cut.' He said pointing. 'C'mon, my house isn't too far away. Get on my back.'
She did as told, being carried piggy back on him, holding the umbrella in her tiny hands.
'Thank you.'
'What were you doing in the rain anyway?' He suddenly asked. 'You live all the way past the school so why are you here?'
'The bakery, I was getting my mom a cake for her birthday.'
He didn't say another word until they reached his house.
"You're not serious…he's not that nice. Sakura said staring at the boy whom was talking to his older brother now, then looking back at Ino.
"Let me go on Forehead. No interrupting!"
So she continued.
He had just bandaged up her knee and had leant her his clothes. They were sitting on his couch drinking hot coco.
'Um, where's you parents?'
He shrugged.
'My dad's working at the police station and my mom's working at the bakery.'
'Bakery?'
He nodded.
'She owns it.'
'Oh!' she said recalling the kind woman behind the counter before smiling. 'Aha! That's why you always smell so sweet!'
He blushed.
'I bake with my mom sometimes in the morning before I go to school but shower afterwards before getting to class and you can still tell? Aw man.'
She smiled.
'It's cute though. Not a lot of seven year olds know how to bake.'
He smiled.
'Thanks. Oh! I'll be right back!'
He stood up and ran towards the hallway disappearing only to reappear a moment later holding a pink container. He handed it to her.
'What this?'
'For your mom. I baked it this morning.'
She looked at the container and smiled.
'But I don't have any money.'
'It's on the house!' He said with a wide smile and red cheeks. It was then that Ino noticed, when he smiled his eyes held fleck of blue and grey.
"You serious?" Sakura asked, her mouth opened wide.
Ino nodded.
"Yup, and since then, every September 23rd, there is always a free strawberry cake there waiting for me for free."
The bell sounded, everyone packed their lunches and headed in.
Sakura still sat there, for a moment dumfounded at Ino's departing last words.
'He was the nicest boy I new in grade school, he had the sweetest smile, he can bake the best of cakes and he's as kind as anyone. I think though, what I like most, is when he smiles. It's always wide, his cheeks are always pink and his eyes are just the prettiest shade of dark grey with flecks of sapphire blue.'
Sakura collected her things and smiled.
"Maybe Ino isn't as shallow as I thought."
Suffice to say that was definitely true.