Hey y'all this is my first Naruto fic so pls be gentle lmao I tried my best, anyways this will (for the most part) be told through the pov of Sakura, and will be mainly sasusaku, but I will also be incorporating the other pairings listed in the summary as well. Anyways without further ado, please enjoy!
Sakura groaned at the persistent noise coming from her nightstand. She thrusted her pillow onto her head at a lame attempt to block out the chiming noise when she realized that it was coming from her phone. With a dramatic sigh, she turned over towards the source of the rude interruption. Sakura lazily grabbed for the device and squinted her tired eyes open to see just who had the nerve to interrupt her much needed beauty rest. Once she recognized the caller ID she sighed and swiped right.
"What the hell do you want pig", Sakura grumbled into her phone, as she rolled her emerald eyes as high as humanly possible. Sure, Ino was technically her best friend, but boy did Sakura hate her guts right now.
"Jeez somebody woke up on the wrong side of the bed, what's the matter billboard brow are you constipated?", Ino giggled into the phone. Sakura huffed as she pulled off her blankets and stumbled to her bathroom.
"Ino you fat pig, you know damn well how late I was up last night working on our history project, now get to the point or I'm hanging up", Sakura rubbed her sleepy eyes and let out a dramatic yawn in the hopes that Ino would finally get the picture and leave her alone for Kami's sake.
Ino let out yet another chirpy giggle, "Calm down forehead, I was actually just calling to warn you that I'll be there to pick you up in 10, you remember my friend Shikamaru right? The one who I'm practically forced to be friends with since our parents are like in love with each other or something?", Sakura snorted as Ino continued with her rant," Well the douche happens to have quite a few hot friends so I guess he really is good for something other than annoying the shit out of me…" Ino trailed off for a moment. Sakura smirked, Ino can was such a damn liar. As if it had never paused, Ino's incessant mouth sprang right back into action, "Anyways I made plans for us, along with Tenten and Hinata, to meet up with Shika and his attractive man friends on the boardwalk at the beach today, so wear something cute! I mean it Sakura!". Sakura rolled her eyes, it's not like she tries not to look cute, she just hasn't had the time to put in any effort lately.
With her time spent interning at Konoha hospital, and her senior classes, along with applying to University, Sakura's time had been all but used up. Today being Sunday, she actually had the rare treat of having the day off. Ino continued, "Anyways, I'm almost there so you better be ready!", Sakura's phone sounded off those 3 iconic beeps to notify her that Ino, the rude chatterbox, had hung up without even letting Sakura get a word in to protest.
Sakura preferred to spend what few days she had off peacefully in her room reading a book, or watching a baseball game with her dad. She had no desire to get herself all dolled up just to go see some lame-ass high school boys. Sure, Sakura might not mind a boyfriend at some point, she might even want to get married someday, but right now she was completely immersed in her studies and her work at the hospital. She didn't have time for silly boys; she had goals to reach, stars to shoot for, and dreams in need of becoming a reality. Whatever, she thought, a day with her best friends might be a good thing for me. A little socialization never hurt anybody.
And with that, Sakura glanced into her bathroom mirror to assess the situation at hand, if she wanted to be ready by the time Ino arrived, she would have to hurry. Thank god the bubbly blonde was always at least 10 minutes late.
As soon as Sakura saw her reflection she grimaced. Yikes, she thought, I really could've used that beauty sleep. Sakura's beer bottle green eyes were rimmed with dark circles due to lack of sleep. Great, she thought to herself, I look like a damn meth addict. She quickly grabbed her eye-concealer from her bathroom drawer and dabbed it onto the bags under her eyes. After blending, the circles finally transformed into her typically ivory skin. While she was at it, she added a light coating of mascara to her already lengthy lashes. Even though she wasn't interested in any of them, she didn't necessarily want to meet the guys looking like a complete rat.
Next she moved on to her hair, it currently sat atop her head in a messy bun. She slowly unraveled it and combed it down to reveal what she was working with.
Her typically shoulder length rosey pink hair was now hovering slightly above her shoulders in a mess of kinky curls, to any other human being her hair in this style would appear to be absolutely adorable, gorgeous even, almost fairy like. But to Sakura, it made her look like Bobo the clown. She let out a cry of frustration from her plump peach lips, as she tied her hair back up in a gesture of defeat. She stomped out of her bathroom and retreated back into her bedroom to search for something to wear.
After a solid 2 minutes of questioning what would be considered "cute", to her very judgmental blonde best friend, she decided on slipping on an old sublime t-shirt and some high waisted shorts.
While writing a note for her still sleeping parents, she heard a honk coming from her driveway. "Shit", she mumbled to herself, as she grabbed her backpack and the nearest shoes she could find (which happened to be an old white pair of chucks), and ran out the door.
As she approached Ino's obnoxious purple convertible, she glanced at her friend. Her insanely long, bleach blonde hair was slicked back into her signature high ponytail with her bangs pulled out and covering her right eye. It looked great on her, but Ino had a way of pulling almost any and every hairstyle off regardless. Her outfit consisted of a bright purple(of course it would be purple) halter top, that didn't quite meet the top of her denim jean skirt. Sakura admired her friend for her way of making any ensemble look like a runway ready look, although her friend did make her feel a little homely looking in comparison. As the pinkette hopped into the car, Ino lowered her Ray-Bans to give her a once-over. After doing so Ino slid her glasses back op the bridge of her slender nose, and began pulling out of the driveway.
Once they were speeding down Sakura's street and well on their way to Hinata's estate Ino opened her pouty rose lips to speak, "Sakura, Sakura, Sakura, did you even try with today's ensemble?"
Sakura snorted, "Whatever pig, I got out of the house on time didn't I?" Ino giggled, "Don't worry about it billboard brow, I'll fix you up before we meet up with the guys", the blonde proclaimed, as she lowered her shades yet again to show her friend a wink of her baby blue eye, and a devious grin.
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