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Title: Pink
Summary: Sakura notices Ino's change in attitude. InoSaku
Warnings: Yuri Cussing PWP (Kinda) OOC
Couple: InoSakura
Written By: Shino
Inspired By: . . . . Readin NaruSakuSasu Het
Comments: Yay! Lesbians:giggles:
Noise- is, well, a noise in the story.
Lyrics (centered) – people in story are listening/can hear it.
Lyrics (centered) - put in for my amusement. (AKA, they cannot hear it)
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Pink
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Ino clacks her nails on the counter impatiently, the other hand pushes blond hair from her eyes. The eyes that look so tired, so lifeless. Not long ago they were bright and happy, she was getting married, to Shikamaru. That's what happens when you get married. Then the worst happened.
Shikamaru was cheating on her. With another man.
She seemed to lose her will then, staying in her house, throwing the mans things onto the yard. Slowly, Ino started venturing back out, mainly for supplies, and such. She started talking to friends again, and going out, but the light never came back to her eyes.
Sakura was the only one that Ino really talked to on a daily basis. Sakura was also the first to see a spark of life behind those sad Aqua Blue eyes.
One day, Ino showed up at Sakura's house, sopping wet. She had walked across town in a storm. When Sakura opened the door, she found herself with an armful of wet blond.
That was their first time.
After that, Sakura kept closer tabs on the woman, even talked her into moving in with her. Making sure she didn't do something reckless again. She was too worried.
When Sakura would leave for missions, Ino wouldn't leave the apartment, nor let anyone in.
Every time Sakura returned, Ino was lifeless and hanging halfway out the window, staring at the street below blankly.
Ino never went back to her aspiration of being a ninja, no need to try and impress anyone anymore.
"Ino?" The soft voice had her looking up. Pink hair registered first, then the soft face.
Her fingers stilled.
Tears pricked the corners of her eyes.
Sakura pulled the female into her arms and rocked her back and forth whispering softly. "It's okay, it's just a little scratch. I'll be fine. Don't worry."
Ino could feel the warm blood sticking to her almost bare chest now, the gash on Sakura's neck still bleeding. "Hospital?" Ino posed it, not really knowing if she had actually spoken or not. She still wasn't returning the embrace, arms hanging at her sides.
Sakura chuckled softly and spoke, but Ino didn't hear the words, she lifted her head. Noticing the tone was optimistic, meaning that there was no danger.
Sakura would be fine.
Sakura would be fine . . . .
Ino pressed her lips against the others, arms sliding around Sakura's thin waist.
And Sakura noticed the life was returning to the once broken girl.
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. . . . How the HELL did it turn ANGSTY?
Dammit. I wanted to write something happy, maybe a little smutty and yet THIS . . . CRAP ends up being written? . . . AUGH! I need to get a life and stop thinking ANGST.
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