A/N: I don't really know what happened here. Whoops?
Disclaimer: Surely this isn't your first fanfic?!
She's vanilla. The bland, plain divider between chocolate and strawberry. Funny, because everyone thinks she's strawberry. Is it the hair? No, Naruto is strawberry. Bright and warm with summer sunshine bursting as the sweetness melts gently. Well, she was never chocolate. That was Sasuke, cliché to the end. Dark, a little bitter, but vaguely sweet in the after notes. She's fine being vanilla. There's more to it than that, and the heady, oddly sharp scent makes up for it. Vanilla is potent, strong and sweet sometimes, but bitter when more concentrated. Vanilla is a flavor in its own, but Neapolitan is definitely the best.
A/N: Meh. I don't really like how the ending turned out. I'll probably edit it later.