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On to chapter two!!
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Ino awoke the next morning to the bright sunlight scorching away at her eyes.
"Uh…" she muttered, not very happy the sun chose to shine that brightly today. And how again did it manage to shoot its oh so amazingly bright rays ALL the way (about 10 meters) into the room and find her under the canopy that surrounded the bed?!
She got up, and pushed the light material aside, her warm feet loving the cold floor at this point.
Spotting Itachi sitting at the sofa near the huge window, she walked over to him, and sat in the chair opposite.
"Morning…" she smiled at him, before groaning at the sun again.
"Hi…" he smiled back.
Ino was expecting something. She did her 'urging' movements, but they were of no avail.
"So…" she started, "how was your sleep last night…" My God, was that lame.
"Fine…yours?" his voice stayed in perfect monotone.
"Good, too…"
"Oh," he suddenly looked around as if he remembered something very important, then found the paper cup of coffee on the counter behind him, "Your coffee…" he smirked and got up to hand it to her. She genuinely thanked him, and took a sip. He nodded, and was on his way.
"Uh…Itachi…"
He turned around to face her. Something was really bugging him, and it was plain evident.
"About yesterday night?" she knew he knew what she was asking.
"Forget it…" he shrugged.
Ino looked at him with a weird expression of –AS IF!- and jumped from the comfy red chair, jogging in a cute way towards him. Itachi's bored/hurt eyes looked at her with a hint of –what the fuck- but quickly were over filled with –HAH I RULE!-
He gulped back a huge grin, and smirked again. Ino gave him a toothy smile.
What Ino did? She simply pecked him on the cheek. He deserved it.
And so the door finally shut. Cutting between the sanity and the insane…the two worlds of Itachi and Ino.
Itachi wasn't the only one whose heart sprang towards the heavens in utter joy. As soon as he left, and with a satisfied smile on her face, Ino catapulted herself onto his bed…HIS bed.
Taking a huge whiff of his scent that his covers had, by now, been drowned in, in fell back asleep as her soul daintily climbed to the heavens above.
OK…STOP…rewind…WHAT??
Where the hell did that come from?
All of a sudden she liked Itachi?? NO NO NO!! That was going WAY too fast.
She awoke in an instant, reality weighing on her shoulders. She couldn't like Itachi. Nope, not yet. It wasn't right!! Sure, she'd been stalking him, literally for the past three months, but that wasn't because she was a fan girl, oh, no…it was only a mission. So, she developed feelings for the older Uchiha, but goddamn it, she wasn't about to admit she even LIKED him in that way…
DROP-FUCKING-DEAD-GEORGEOUS!! The little voice in her head screamed
SO!? She retorted at her own mind, This is like the FIRST time I've actually met him.
But, admit it, he's got feelings for you…
Her mind WAS right (or whoever the hell was talking to her) … but NO! Those were purely …watcha call it nowadays…hormones?
She was HOT!! And as a guy, he had every right to …
But to go through such lengths as to KIDNAP her. One thing was certain, she just met him, he knew her for a long fucking time!
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Ino, going from pure heavenly bliss to reality in one moment, jumped off the bed, and grabbed a note book. It was furry, black, with a red cloud at the front and that little piece of material that connected the back and clipped in at the front. And next to it a pencil.
In a hurry, she opened the Diary –well…it was one now, she didn't care what it was before- and saw it belonged to Itachi. Taken a back, she was tempted to close it, but something told her to keep reading.
Dear Die-ary,
I'll name you Ino-chan for the time being. Why? Because ever since I can remember I have been in love with a girl five or six years younger than me. Crazy? Definitely. She's my brother's age, but I just can't… seem… to forget her… at all…
Ino's her name. She has long blonde hair, and dazzling sapphire blue eyes, and a figure models would do anything to have. She's a skilled ninja, smart, an amazing scout, interrogator, and spy. She can cook, clean…like basically the perfect house wife with a security system of her own. I can not believe my brother looked her over. I cannot believe that dipshit even considered Sakura over her. She's my baby .
Ok, I'll start by telling you WHY I like her. I have liked her ever since the day she turned twelve, and graduated from the academy. I was what? Seventeen? But no matter…when I came to make sure the secret of why I killed the Uchiha clan didn't come out, I saw her. She was just ambling down the street, listening to her iPod. Of duty, with no missions 'cause she was getting ready for the Chunnin Exams, she walked down the street in ripped jeans that were too long for her height, torn at the bottom, a skateboard in hand, dark purple T-Shirt on top of a long sleeved black shirt. Her hands were covered in fishnets…you know…the kind that goes around your fingers and ends at your wrist. Yah, those. Her hair was up as usual, but this time in a messy bun, and her bangs looked a little sane, with a few strands of hair hanging loose around her face. And she had …matured… if you catch my drift. Her black iPod had a red cloud custom made on the back. Oh if she only knew what it stood for…
And so, she was walking, paying not the slightest attention to me. But I paid attention to her…I have watched her grow up, and now, that's what she became. She was perfect. She was just what I wanted. And if she didn't end up with Shikamaru or my brother, or Gaara, she would have to end up with me. Actually, she'd end up with me anyway. I'd find a way to make her mine…and now…four years later…I'm writing in a diary for the 5 W's and one H on and about Ino Yamanka, and here follows my plan to make her mine. By the way…it also includes the pact I made with --
Ino shut the book to an abrupt close, as the door slid open. As a skilled illusionist, she used misdirection to avoid Itachi's gaze from falling on the notebook, and quickly placed it back.
"H-Hi…" she smiled.
-Oh, MY, FREAKING GAWD!! He remembered EXACTLY WHAT THE FUCK YOU WHERE WEARING!!-
And I thought I was insane, Ino mumbled at her subconscious (is that what it was?)
She rubbed the back of her head, but Itachi smiled. He realized she read the diary. He intended her to read it…but she could never know.
"I just wanted to tell you…that…" he saw Ino was getting uncomfortable, so he made a pause before and after 'that'… then just stopped to stare at her.
"What's wrong?" he asked, eyes filled with confusion.
"Come in, close the door…"
And he followed her instruction, then sat opposite her on the bed.
"I read the diary…" she breathed, closing her eyes, waiting for impact…when nothing came, she opened her eyes to a smug smirk.
"Hi…" he smiled at her.
"YOU!!" and she grabbed the nearest pillow and hit him on the head with it. All that echoed through the room was a really, truly, happy laugh.
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