"Give it back! Get back here!" I yelled as I gave chase. Ino was staying the night at my house, as was tradition every two weeks, provided that either of us weren't on a mission. My mom was out of the village on a business trip, otherwise she'd be yelling at us to stop shouting.

"Not until I bust it open!" She shouted.

"Piggy, give me back my diary!" She couldn't find out what I had written down in there, my life would be over! Wait, maybe there'd be a chance that I could escape to a foreign country, reinvent myself, maybe even become a cross dresser! No, that wouldn't work, what guy in there right mind would have pink hair? I could dye it! …Wait, no, it'd cost to much for the upkeep… *thwack!* I lost my train of thought as I ran straight into the wall, causing me to fall backwards and land in a pink and red heap on the floor.

"Never, Forehead!" She shouted as she somehow managed to get the keeper of my darkest secrets open. Now how'd she manage that? I shot up off of the floor and made a mad dash to get my diary away from my best friend. Right before I could grab the accursed book she pulled it away, causing me to grab onto thin air and face plant on the floor. I heard a gasp fill the air behind me, making my stomach drop and my heart turn to ice. "I knew it! I knew it!" she said happily, turning to me with a haughty expression. Why do things like this happen to me? Did I do something irredeemable in a past life or is it because my luck is just that awful? Well, perhaps I should start from the beginning, maybe then you'll understand why I'm absolutely horrified that she just read my diary!

Okay, first of all, Ino and I have been best friends since we were three and she defended me from the bullies in the park. Before she'd come along and done that, I'd been a lonely child, an outcast, the freak with the large forehead. Second, I have been in head over heels in love with her older brother since I figured out that boys don't have cooties. Ino's always suspected it, but her suspicions have never been confirmed. Until now.

"Why didn't you tell me you were in love with him?!" she accused, wearing her patented you-will-tell-me-everything-or-else look on her face. "After all of the years of me asking you, why didn't you tell me you love my brother?" I got up off of the floor and flopped onto the couch with a sigh. I crossed my arms across my chest, blowing hair out of my eyes, knowing I was in for it now.

Suddenly she squealed and jumped up onto the couch, landing on her hands and knees, facing me with a wide-eyed look on her face. I plastered myself as tightly against the arm of the old floral-print couch, trying to put as much distance between myself and the deadly little piggy. I didn't know which was more terrifying, Ino when she was angry or Ino when she wanted to know something. "Since when have you felt this way about him? And more importantly, why my brother? I just wish you would have told me sooner! I can't wait to try to set you two up! I mean it's gross cause he's my brother, but once you two get married, we'll be actual sisters! And- "

"Ino! Wait!" I shouted at her. "I can't date your brother, let alone get married to him!"

She frowned in confusion, "Why not?"

I stared at her like she was insane. I was beginning to wonder if she was. "Because!"

She stared at me like I was stupid. "Because isn't an answer, Sakura! Don't even try to pull that with me right now!"

I slapped my forehead. "Because he can't be interested in me Ino!"

She glared at me, "And why not? I mean, I know my brother is an idiot, but any guy would have to have an IQ of two not to want to date you, and I'm pretty sure his is at least five!"

I glared right back at her, "He is not an idiot! He can be incredibly obtuse at times, but he is anything but an idiot! And he can't be interested in me 'cause; One, he's a Jonin, two, he's four years older, three, he's so sweet and nice to everyone, four, he's funny, five, he's flippin' hott and sexy, and, and he has these muscles and his abs…" I trailed off, probably drooling.

"Sakura!"

"Huh...? Oh! And why would someone like that want anyone like me? I mean, I'm only a Chuunin, I'm sixteen, half of the people I know are afraid of me and/or hate my guts, I'm not funny at all, and I have pink hair and no curves! And since I know what he'll say, we might as well just forget about it!"

She glared at me again. "Sakura, none of that matters! He won't care if you're a Chuunin or if you're sixteen, if he likes you, he wont care about that! Besides, what do age and rank matter? I'm pretty sure he's not afraid of you or your temper. Yes, you are funny! And…" she got up off of the couch, pulling me up with her and turning me around. She pulled my extremely loose nightshirt tight around me. "…You say you don't have curves, then what are these? There the curves you hide behind all of your baggy clothes! And I don't know why you hide behind them, you're a knock out! You need more confidence in yourself!"

"But-"

"But nothing!" she yelled at me, I think this was the first time I was actually truly afraid of Ino. "If my brother doesn't see how amazing you are, then he's more of an idiot than I thought!"

"Wait, you're going to tell him?!" I blanched, turning to face her. This was not good, not good at all!

She glared at me again. "No, of course not! We're going to make him fall for you, if he hasn't already!" She said, putting her hands on my shoulders.

"Wait, what?" I asked as I scrunched my eyebrows together in confusion.

"You heard me! We're going to show him just how awesome you are, Haruno Sakura! And after we're through with him, he isn't gonna know what hit him!" She let me go, clapping her hands together and jumping up and down.

I raised my eyebrow skeptically and asked, "And how do you know that this is going to work, Piggy?"

She stopped the clapping/jumping thing to glare at me, "'Cause I'm the master of relationships and I know this is going to work! If I didn't think this was going to have at least a seventy-five percent chance of working, then I wouldn't bother. But with my romantic expertise and your awesomeness this is sure to work!" She said flippantly with an evil smirk on her face. I wouldn't have been surprised if thunder and lightning had gone off in the background.

"How are we even going to pull this off?" I asked, flopping back down onto the couch and burying my head in my hands. I knew that when it came to things like this, especially when it came to me, there was no stopping Ino.

I couldn't see her, but I'm pretty sure she'd given me another evil smirk and flipped her hair over her shoulder, just as she often does when she's planning something. "You'll see, Forehead, trust me! Once we're through, Namikaze Naruto will not know what hit him!"

I continued to sit there, bemoaning my fate, praying to any and every deity I could think of to get me out of this mess.

Looks to me like Sakura is in for it, huh? Does anyone else think Ino is a little insane/scary in this chapter? If you do, then I agree… xD If you have any questions, ask me and I'll try to answer them if I can without giving spoilers! And any grammatical mistakes that are made while they're talking are probably made on purpose. Hope you enjoyed it!

~Kassy