Enslaved! By Kaline Reine
WARNING: Story contains graphic lemon, lime, and adult stuffs XD. Oooohhhh, that's right, BEWARE!! And please don't read this if you are not allowed, or if you can't handle reading adult stuff. The plotline and characters are also kind of insane, so this is very different from any of my other stories. All I can say is, I was trying to be as creative here as possible. Don't kill me!
Chapter 1:
"No, no, no Sakura-san," The blonde Kunoichi was telling her friend. "If I were you I wouldn't even think of letting your hair grow back out long. It looks much better the way it is. Trust me, I know a lot about hair, and that style suits you perfectly!"
"A-are you sure?"
"Of course I am! Now let me just..." Ino went to work trimming the other girl's hair the way it usually was, and then quickly spun her around in the chair. "There, all done."
Sakura sighed in frustration. "Thanks Ino-san. How much do I owe you?"
"Nothing, Sakura-chan. That one's on the house! You're my friend, and I try not to charge my friends."
The other girl said nothing, just got up and left. What was there left to say? She was on a somewhat remotely friendly basis with Ino, but the fact remained that they were rivals. Of course she had told her to keep her hair short, because she knew that Sasuke liked girls with long hair. Everyone knew that.
Ino stood alone in her little salon, delightfully pleased with herself. Since her parents had died, she'd gotten rid of the flower shop. They never made much money there anyway, unless someone was sick or in the hospital. And she had never liked the fact that they profited off of other people's misery in that way, either. Oh sure they had business when there were weddings, but even more when there were funerals.
While she cleaned up the bit of bubble gum colored hair that had gotten all over everything, she only went deeper into her thoughts. She wanted to keep the flower shop open in order to honor her parent's memory. But Ino had always been much better at things like fashion, rather than flowers, although she had a knack for that as well.
She was so lost in her thoughts, that she didn't even hear the bell chime when someone entered her salon. "I'm here for a shave, dattebayo!" He shouted, and Ino instantly knew who it was.
"Naruto-san, I've told you before. I can't shave that face of yours because of your scars. And you don't grow facial hair anyway, so get out of my salon!" She turned her back, and continued sweeping.
"I was just kidding," He flashed her a chesire grin. "No seriously, I was wondering if..." He switched his voice to a much more feminine one. "You could like totally do my nails?!" He giggled like a true blonde.
"Get. out. now!"
He laughed again. "Relax Ino, I don't want anything. I'm really just here to wait for-"
Just then, the door fell open with a clang, and a slight breeze blew in. A tall boy with dark blue-black hair and even darker eyes stalked in.
"Sasuke-kun..." She finished the fox's sentence for him with a gasp.
"Hn. Ino-san." he merely nodded his head at her.
"What can I do for you, Sasuke-kun?" She did her best to become instantly professional when she heard his tone of voice.
"I'm here for my usual haircut."
Naruto, who had taken a seat on the bench up front, just had to add his two cents. "Yeah, he wouldn't want to end up looking like Itachi!" This was followed by laughter from Naruto, a light chuckle from the Kunoichi, and a death glare at both of them from Sasuke.
She grabbed his shoulders from behind, pulling him down into a chair. "Now just relax, this will be over soon. And then you can strangle the baka all you want, okay?"
"Don't touch me." He gave her a murderous glare, with his sharingan.
Ino stiffened a bit, and stopped giggling. "How am I supposed to cut your hair without touching you?"
"I wouldn't even be here if this wasn't the only salon in town. And I hate for my hair to look bad. Naruto's right, I don't want it to get too long."
The blonde boy at the front of the salon was rolling on the floor laughing- litterally! "Or then he might accidentally use chidori on a mirror, dattebayo!"
He continued his insane laughing, while the other two just looked at him like he was on acid or something.
Ino silently went to work on Sasuke's hair, touching him as little as possible in the process. She had long since learned that whatever his reasons, he did not want a girlfriend. Or maybe he just liked someone else entirely. Whatever the reasoning, he wasn't interested. Ino herself had grown less interested in almost everyone in this village.
Before she knew it, she was done and his hair was back to it's usual duck-butt style. She almost giggled at the thought.
"There we go, that'll be 2,000 yen. Unless there was something else you needed, Sasuke-kun?" She wasn't trying to be suggestive, but merely asking if he wanted anything else done at the salon.
"No," He glared at her, obviously being offended by what she'd said. Fishing through his pockets, the Uchiha pulled out 2,500 yen and told her to keep the change.
"Great," Naruto flashed him a toothy grin on their way out. "Now you look like a cockatiel again!"
"Shut up, dobe. I paid good okane for this hairstyle, and the last thing I need right now is your sarcasm."
"Sarcasm?" He narrowed his eyes, confused, as Sasuke walked off without him. "Hey teme, wait for me!"
'Someday,' Ino thought as she began to rinse out her salon tools. 'You'll be mine, Sasuke-kun...'
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Ino didn't have any more customers for the rest of the day. Everyone had pretty much come and gone. It was a small life, but it kept her sane at least. And she needed to do in between missions, anyway! Shikamaru used to tease her about it, but those days were over. He and Chouji had somewhat gotten used to the idea by now, commenting that at least it was better than the flowershop that used to be there.
With a heavy sigh, she locked the door and began to head outside. It was already dark out when she left; Ino had stayed late to clean things up a bit.
"You goin' home already, Ino-chan?" Kiba remarked when he saw her. His little white dog was by his side, as always. It looked like they were out on a walk.
She smiled brightly at them. At least it was someone to lighten her mood a little. "Kiba-kun! Why don't you and Akamaru stop by tomorrow for a haircut or something?"
"Nah, I prefer to let my hair do it's natural thing. And so does Akamaru," He picked his companion up for emphasis. "Don't ya boy?" The puppy barked twice for emphasis.
"Well, if you say so," She turned and headed to her home, which was in the opposite direction. "See you!"
"Yeah, bye."
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She was almost to her apartment, when she heard a twig snap somewhere near the edge of the forest. Ino looked up in surprise, but saw no one. She had felt as if eyes were on her several times during the day, but she'd just shrugged it off as being her imagination. Now she wasn't so sure.
Ino walked into the dimly lit apartment, after fumbling with her key in the door. She stumbled in, and knocked over the lamp that stood by the sofa. The blonde cursed at her own clumsiness, before closing the door behind her.
Regretting that action as soon as she did it, the girl let out a scream when she was grabbed and restrained in the darkness. A pair of whirling red Sharingan eyes was the last thing Ino remembered seeing, as she slumped against the door. By the time she hit the ground, she was unconscious.
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A/N: I appologize for the little scene between Ino, Naruto and Sasuke. But it just begged to be written! No one is going to like this fic AT ALL! But oh well... I must have used the word "salon" like 50 ba-zillion times during this chapter! But I just HATE the phrase "beauty parlor" for some reason...
Well, as for the money issue, okane means money, and yen is the currency they use, think of it as dollars, or whatever they use in your country. 1,000 yen is equal to about 9 dollars and 73 cents (9.73) is U.S. currency. Wow, this is not only entertaining but educational! YAY! And if you think that price is a little much, well the Andzy beauty salon in Tokyo charges 3,675 yen for nail maintenance, 3,150 for makeup, and 3,990 for a simple haircut! So yeah she didn't charge him that much... Sorry for any confusion or such caused by this. Lol. It's not that hard to figure out.
Dobe means idiot and teme means bastard. Simple as that. Baka, can also mean idiot and/or stupid.
Oh, and I know everyone is always asking me what the hell "dattebayo" means. It has no actual meaning! That's right, it means nothing. Dattebayo has NO actual meaning and is just tagged to the end of Naruto's sentences, its just like his dialect. Naruto's style is '(verb stem)tte bayo!' For instance, wakattebayo is "I get it already" or nan dattebayo is "What (the heck) is that?" etc, etc. You get the idea. If anyone has any questions about the whole -kun, -chan, -san, -sama, -tan, etc. added to end of everyone's names... Just ask me. B/c this author's note is waaaaaay too long already!
But incidentally, I cannot tell you the pairings for this story, b/c... (gasp) It would COMPLETELY ruin the story for everyone! I just love to keep people guessing, it's fun. And oh yeah sorry about the cliffhanger here. Just know that it WILL surprise you, and it WILL be funny! Extremely funny! XD I hope you liked it, so please R&R and comment!
-Kaline Reine