This story is dedicated to XxDarkSarcasm1010xXfor the great ideas and the awesome advice!! And to AnonymousM for being my first reviewer and a great advice giver!!
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of the characters used in this story
Sakura Haruno hated Mondays, something about the smell of early morning air just made her want to throw up. But she dragged herself out of bed, and looked into the mirror sitting on top of her dresser. A bed headed, raccoon eyed monster peered back.
'I look like crap.'
'Way to state the obvious Sherlock.'
Ugh, not her again. Yes, Sakura did, in fact, have an inner. And yes this Inner did talk to her, and yes, Sakura did talk back.
She wasn't crazy though!
'Would you just go away already?'
'Oh please, like you could live five minutes without me.'
'Actually, I would spend that five minutes sleeping! Don't think that I don't know that you've been keeping me up with those stupid dreams!"
'Come on! You know that they were all freaking HOT!! YOU CAN'T DENY THE DELICIOUSNESS FOREVER!!'
' . . . I am not having this conversation with you.'
Sakura continued to tune out the rants of her Inner while she prepared for the day. Brush teeth, comb hair, change clothes. Check.
She made her way through her empty house, going quickly toward the door. She had never bothered to get any real furniture, and it wasn't like she was home that often anyway.
She wasn't going to be able to say that anymore, Tsunade had given her a two week leave, because she had found out that Sakura hadn't taken any vacation days in over two years.
Stupid vacation . . . stupid her for not burning her file when she had the chance.
Sakura walked through the streets, trying to think of something to do.
I know what you are all thinking, she could just go and train! Oh well that's a great idea! HELL NO! Because of Inner Sakura's less than . . . ahem, platonic dreams, the real Sakura couldn't face over three quarters of the Rookie Nine, and their senseis!
Stupid Inner . . . stupid her for having an Inner!
"Sakura-chan! SA-KU-RA-CHAAAAN!!" Well things just took a turn for the worst. She would know that scream anywhere, she braced herself, and sure enough she was hit from the side, tackled to the ground, and looking up at Naruto's beaming face. Heat rushed through her face, he was so close . . . 'Snap out of it Sakura!'
She pushed her blonde teammate away from her, she stood and brushed the imaginary dirt off of herself, she was just trying to buy time for her face to cool down, it wasn't like he'd notice or anything.
"Sakura-chan, there's no dirt on your shirt."
Crap you, Naruto. Crap you.
She straightened, it was just Naruto, and they were just dreams.
But then she really looked at him . . . ah hell. Why wasn't he wearing a freaking shirt?!
Sakura looked over his shoulder, this was beyond what she would have been able to handle normally but now with all of those dreams floating through her head, this was not a good time to have a nosebleed.
"Naruto, where is your shirt?" she had to ask, she knew she would regret it, but she had to ask.
"Oh well, teme was saying that he was stronger than I was, and then I told him he wasn't and then he told me he was, and then I said-"
"Dang it Naruto, give me a summary, not the whole story!" It was just like him to start a rant at a time like this.
"Ah, okay then. Ino thought said that to prove who was stronger that we should take off our shirts so that everyone could vote, but then she said that there had to be other people, and well in the end we convinced Neji, Shikamaru, Lee, Kakashi-sensei, Gai, Shino, and Kiba to compete too, and then Ino couldn't decide so she told us to find you and ask you who wins!"
. . . Really, God? Really!?
They were all coming . . . to her. Shirtless, and undoubtedly sweaty? Every one of them having had a starring role in her dreams at least once, yes, even Gai.
So Sakura did the only she could think to do. She ran. She ran until she was in her house, with the curtains drawn and the doors locked.
'Inner, why did you do this to me!? I can't even face them anymore!'
'You're exaggerating!'
'No I am not! Now stop with the dreams, and stop playing with my head!'
'No, not unless you agree to my terms.'
'Just tell me what they are and be done with it!'
'You have to come in here and live those dreams.'
. . . what?
'You heard me! You have to live through those dreams, each and every one of them, and when you're finished, I'll stop forever.'
'You're insane.'
'Well technically I am you, so that makes you insane too. But of course we all knew that since you're holding a conversation with me to begin with. Now, do you accept?'
' . . . Yeah.'
'Excellent.'
And then there was darkness.
Sakura woke to find that she was lying among black sheets that most definitely weren't hers, wearing pajamas that weren't hers, in a room that wasn't hers.
'Welcome to your dreams Sakura, meet Sasori.'
"Good morning, love."
'Ah, crap.'
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