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"'Where's Naruto?' I ask.
She turns her head to look at the doorway just as I hear a loud thump, along with a growling noise come from that direction.
'N-Naruto!' I shout."

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Part II

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FIVE YEARS PREVIOUSLY

Stumbling out of the passenger's door of the car, a golden-haired boy with bright sapphire eyes doubles over and vomits into the green grass. The driver, a girl with long blonde hair tied back in a ponytail and crystal blue eyes gets out and leans against the door. She flips her hair over her shoulder and rolls her eyes.

"God, Naruto," she says. "You can't handle a few bumpy roads?"

He snaps his head up to look at her, and his blue eyes harden into icy slits. "You almost killed us, you crazy bimbo!"

Her eyes narrow and she clenches her teeth tightly together. "What did you call me, baka?!"

I let out a heavy sigh and step out of the car. "Can't you two go without arguing for five minutes? You argue worse than my parents do."

Naruto lets out a groan as he clamps his hands over his stomach. "Sakura-chan," he drawls. He staggers sideways a bit as his eyelids lazily hang halfway over his eyes. For a moment, he looks like he's going to vomit again, but he somehow snaps out of it and looks up at me. "You can't blame me. I saw my life flash before my eyes at least five times."

"Oh please, don't exaggerate. The only time you were near death was when that tractor trailer came outta nowhere. But even then I knew how to handle the situation just fine, thank you."

"Yeah, by screaming and almost crashing into the guardrail," I mutter under my breath.

Ino's eyes snap up to meet mine. She puts on a sweet, but completely fake smile. "What was that, Sakura?"

I shake my head. "Nothing."

"Sakura-chan," Naruto says, finally straightening up. "Can you please drive on the way home?"

"Pfft, she drives like an old granny."

I roll my eyes at Ino and look back at Naruto. "Yeah, okay."

He lets out a loud sigh of relief. "Thank you."

"There you are!"

The three of us look up. My sister is standing in the doorway of her house.

Her blue hair is tied up into its typical bun on the right side of her head. Her honey-colored eyes look amused as she stares at the three of us with her eyebrow cocked. Putting a hand on her hip, she says, "Rough ride?"

"Ugh," Naruto groans. "What the hell gave you that idea?"

"Oh, I don't know, the fact that you just hurled in my front yard."

He looks down and sees the pile that had come out of his intestines just moments ago. His cheeks suddenly puff out as he covers his mouth, trying not to vomit again.

I give him a whack across the back of his head. "BAKA! Don't look at it!"

"Ow, Sakura-chan," he mumbles, rubbing the back of his head where I hit him.

Ino walks to the trunk of her car and starts grabbing our duffel bags out. "C'mon guys, help me out here. This isn't just my junk ya know."

"No, but ninety-nine percent of it is," I mumble.

Ino hurls two huge pink duffel bags out of the trunk. Her parents are richer than Bill Gates himself.

Okay, that might be a slight exaggeration, but they probably aren't far from it. As a result, she is so spoiled rotten a princess would be jealous of her. I know I am sometimes, but she spoils Naruto and I as much as she can. So that makes us—or rather me– feel better. I don't think Naruto ever gets jealous. If he does, he's good at hiding it.

We grab our things out of the trunk and head up to my room. It's not a very big room, but it's spacious enough to fit the three of us comfortably.

I place my duffel bag onto the floor and turn around to look at my friends. At first I only see Ino walking in with a makeup bag in her hand and a bounce in her step. She daintily places the bag onto my white, polished dresser.

"Where's Naruto?" I ask.

She turns her head to look at the doorway just as I hear a loud thump, along with a growling noise come from that direction.

I look and see a stack of pink suitcases piled so high, I can't see the top of them. The pile staggers towards my room.

"N-Naruto!" I shout. "You're not going to-"

The stack hits the top of the doorframe before I get a chance to finish. The pile leans backwards and one by one, the suitcases hit the top of his head as he topples over with a loud shout.

I rush over to him and try to rescue him from being buried alive by the pink death traps.

"Oww..." He groans rubbing his head.

"Are you okay?" I ask gently. "Do you want some ice?"

He shakes his head as I grab his hands and pull him to his feet. Ino joins us with a huge, pearly-white grin on her face. "Thanks, Naruto. I really appreciate it."

"What are you doing with all these suitcases anyway?!" He snaps. "Planning to move in or something?"

"No," she says, looking at her perfectly manicured nails. "These are my clothes."

"HOW MANY DAMN OUTFITS DO YOU NEED FOR THREE DAYS?!"

"Twelve," she replies, still looking at her nails. "One for the morning, one for the afternoon, one for the evening, and my pajamas for the night."

Naruto stares at her with his eyes wide and his mouth open. After a moment, his mouth closes and he shakes his head. "I will never understand you women." He walks by us into my room.

Ino and I look at each other and then laugh.

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