"Blue or purple?"

"Well…I would say purple, but you know me. Blue then."

Tsunade flashed a smile, and her head disappeared back into the changing room. Ino held her hands out, and a purple strapless dress flew out, and landed into the outstretched hands. Ino placed the dress back on the rack from which it came.

So it had been three weeks since the first date, and things were going…surprisingly, well. The dates went from being 'friends-in-public' to 'couple'. People got used to the two, and the two got more…'touchy' in public. The first weeks were hugs. The second week was simple pecks on the cheeks. This week was actual lip-on-lip action. At least once, in the Hokage's office, there was a grope of asses. Then again, it was dark. As far as the other is aware, someone walked in and groped both of them.

Now, the two went shopping for dresses. Ino actually hated dress shopping. Especially with someone else. It took too long, going over every dress, size, color, the buttons and whistles, and dear god, did she hate shopping with others for dresses! When she had to do her shopping, she would get her dress size down, then look for what caught her eye.

Well, at Tsunade wasn't as bad as Sakura and Tenten. At least she was sexy…

Woah there. Naughty thoughts. The most skin she saw on Tsunade was the black and silver nightdress she wore two nights ago. Reached the knees!

The light-purple curtains shifted to the side, showing the bright blue strapless dress, which looked…a little tight on Tsunade.

"Tsunade-chan. Can you breathe?" Ino asked, a little annoyed that her girlfriend was obviously trying too hard to be sexy.

"It's one size small. It's okay." Tsunade layered on the spice. She turned around, showing just how tight her dress was on her well-rounded rear. Ino could see a small portion of Tsunade's white undergarments. Ino looked around her, hoping that a clerk or a another customer would walk by so Tsunade could stop her show.

"Nothing to be embarrassed about, Ino-chan." Tsunade turned around to show off her chests, cupping them. Ino took a hard intake of air. "We're sexual beings. Come on, join me in here. It's private." Her hands went down her sides, as if the scene wasn't sexual enough. Ino's face somehow gone even redder.

"Please! Not in a public place!" Ino moved over to get the curtains, but Tsunade was faster, and she drew Ino into the changing booth. "Please! Tsunade!"

Then Tsunade started to laugh, and her grip on Ino loosed. Ino immediately left the booth, closing the curtain behind her. "The hell?" Ino managed to get out.

"I'm just ribbing you, Ino-chan. There's no way I would ever have sex in public." The sound of the zipper could be heard, and Tsunade threw the dress over to Ino, who caught it. "Hold onto it. I like it."

"It's too small."

"I never said anything about wearing it in public, did I?"

Ino blushed, but at least she could feel good about that.

"Now…" The curtain moved to the side again. "What about this?"

"T-th-h-aa-t's jj-ju-u-ss-t a-a-a p-pi-e-e-cc-e oo-o-f s-s-tt-tr-r-i-nn-g…"

"Red, sexy string for the beach. Or for bed."

"Buh…"

"How would you like a bounce when we get home? Ino? Ino? Oh, looks like I overdid it. Sweet dreams."