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The Bet

"I can get any guy I want, billboard brow," Ino yelled. She and Sakura had gotten into another one of their many fights. This one, like so many others, was about who was going to get Sasuke. They stood by the bench on the road out of Konoha. Ino had her hands on her hips, and Sakura seemed pleased with herself.

"Oh really?" Sakura smirked. "Is that why Sasuke is kneeling at you're feet?"

Ino glowered. "The only reason Sasuke never fell for me is because he never got the chance to know me. If he'd been on my team—"

"HA, yeah, that's it." Sakura continued to smirk. "How about a bet then? I bet you can't make any guy fall in love with you."

"And why would I do that?" Ino shot at her. "What's in it for me?"

"If you win," Sakura said, matter-of-factly. "Sasuke is all yours and I'll tell you the secret to completing the healing jutsu you're working on."

"And if I loose?" Ino narrowed her eyes.

"If you loose, Sasuke is mine and you have to cut your hair again."

"Hmph." Ino folded her arms across her chest and thought about it. "How will we know if the guy has actually fallen in love with me? And do I just pick any random, or what?"

"Well, I'll give you two weeks, and before that time is up he's got to kiss you. You can't make the first move, it has to be him, or it doesn't count. As for the guy, I get to pick him."

"Hmm…" Ino thought about it a little more. "So if I can do all that, I get Sasuke?"

"That's right." Sakura looked, for a moment, like she wasn't telling Ino something. Ino narrowed her eyes, and Sakura's face was replaced with the smirk from before.

"Okay, you're on!" Ino held out her hand and Sakura shook it. "So who's they lucky guy?"

An evil grin fell across Sakura's face before she hid it away. "Chouji," she said flatly.

"What?! Chouji? I can't have that fatty kissing me! Choose someone else! Don't be so mean!"

"Me? I'm not the one calling him a fatty. He's 'big-boned.' Besides, you already shook on it," Sakura said with a smug look on her face. "You know the terms. If you don't do it, Sasuke is all mine."

Ino glared at her. "Okay fine. But no one hears about this, you got that? Say good bye to Sasuke, Sakura!" And with that, Ino spun on her heal and walked away.

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Ino found Chouji talking with Shikamaru outside a BBQ restaurant. Typical, she thought. As she got closer she figured out why they hadn't gone in yet.

"Shikamaru, please? Just this once and I'll never ask you again." Chouji begged him.

Shikamaru sighed. "That's what you said the last time. And the time after that. I don't have enough right now to treat you. Besides my mom wants me home to clean my room."

"Clean your room?" Chouji eyed him suspiciously. "There's no way you'd actually do that."

"Yeah, but my mom will kill me if I don't at least show up. Why don't you ask Ino instead?" Shikamaru nodded at Ino as she came up to them. Chouji glanced at her and let out a small laugh.

"Good one, Shikamaru. Ino would never do that."

"Then what makes you think I would?" Shikamaru groaned. "You're such a troublesome friend."

"I'll do it," Ino said with a smile. They both stopped and stared at her.

"You do know what we're talking about, right?" Shikamaru said. "You just agreed to pay for Chouji's lunch."

"I know." She continued to smile innocently. The both continued to stare at her. "Well I just figured it's the least I can do to make up for how much I always pick on him."

Shikamaru eyed her accusingly and was about to say something else when Chouji spoke.

"Yosh! Free barbeque!" he grinned and grabbed Ino's arm to drag her into the restaurant without another word. Shikamaru stared after them a moment longer with a look of utter confusion over his face. He shrugged it off and headed to the park.

Inside, Chouji had picked a table and sat down. Ino decided that sitting close beside him would make him uncomfortable so she sat opposite him instead. A waitress soon came over with Chouji's usual order without even asking him. He thanked the waitress, who turned to Ino to ask if she wanted anything. Ino said she was fine, using the excuse of how much she'd owe from Chouji's meal alone to get out of eating.

"So, Chouji," she began. "What have you been up to lately?" He looked at her and raised an eyebrow while he finished his mouthful.

"Look Ino, just because you feel like you owe me barbeque doesn't mean you have to force yourself to be so nice to me." Ino was taken aback by this while Chouji continued eating.

"I'm not forcing myself to do anything! You can't honestly think that," she said shaking her head. "I'm never that mean to you."

"Normally," he said through a mouthful before swallowing. "You refuse to treat me to barbeque because you think I'm a fatty."

"Well I realized your weight doesn't matter," Ino said through a fake smile that Chouji didn't notice. "It's for your jutsu anyway and I've never seen another big-boned person that can pull off the look so well. You wouldn't be Chouji without it. Besides, you're not that fat."

Chouji glared at her suspiciously and continued to eat his food. Ino gave up her attempts at conversation, feeling incredibly uncomfortable. Once he was finished, she went up to pay, groaning at the amount it had come to. "No wonder Shikamaru always tries to get out of this."

She walked back over to their table, where Chouji was getting up. "You ready to go?" she asked.

"Hai," he said. When they left the restaurant and started walking down the bustling street, she walked closer to Chouji than she normally would have. Her hand brushed his a couple times. He seemed uncomfortable with this and tried to move away, but he was unsuccessful due to the crowded streets.

"Ano… Ino?" he said.

She glanced at him. "Hm?"

"I've got to get going. I was going to train with my dad today." And with that, he shoved his way deeper into the crowd and was gone.

Well that was incredibly frustrating. Not to mention embarrassing.

"What's wrong, Ino?" Sakura jeered as she came up beside Ino. "Things with Chouji not going as planned."

Ino scowled. "If Chouji were the last guy on earth, I still don't think he'd make a move on anyone. He's too dense."

Sakura laughed. "Too bad. Anyone else and I might actually loose." Ino stopped and turned to face her, much to the complaints of passer-bys at the sudden stop in the flow of people. With her hands on her hips, Ino smiled with satisfaction.

"That was just one date. I still have two weeks to go. I wouldn't feel too secure just yet if I were you."

"HA," Sakura smirked. "I could give you three weeks and you still wouldn't win."

"Hmph." Ino started walking again and used the crowd to get rid of Sakura, pulling into a side-alley and jumping onto the roof. She jumped across row after row until she was sure she had left everyone she knew behind.

"That Sakura," she mumbled. "This is going to be so impossible."

Author's Notes: Hmm... Will she do it? Will she go against everything she stands for and let a 'fatty' kiss her all so she can get Sasuke? Only one way to find out! If I get some reviews to show that someone has found my story, I'll post the update. .
Until then,
-Atty