-We Will Never Part-
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
-Chapter 3-
-…See You Next Fall -
From: Chouji (count-eats-a-lot)
To: Fashionable piggy (littlemisspiggy)
Sent: Monday, June 25; 10:19 am
Subject: Summer School
Hey Ino,
Sorry to be bothering you, but I couldn't remember what time class starts on the fifth. Was it eight or nine? Shikamaru (do you remember him?) swears that it's eight. But I'm almost positive it's nine.
Your input put would be great ('specially if you agree with me!)
Bye,
Chouji
Ino grumbled as the sun light shone directly onto her face. Why oh why had she chosen the room facing the east and then got the flimsy blinds to cover her window? What happened to her planning skills when she had made those moves? It must have been winter, when the sun didn't rise until eight in the morning as opposed to the six thirty wake up she was currently experiencing.
Rolling out of bed after her attempts to return to the wonderful dream she had been having only moments before failed, her foot came in contact with something soft and squishy. Looking down she realized that the stuffed pig her father had gotten her on her third birthday, the same pig she slept with every night, was halfway under her bed.
She pulled it from its location and after making her bed, situated it dead center on her large, purple covered bed. Many people would say that Ino, being almost sixteen (her birthday was in September), was far too old for stuffed animals. Ino's response to these people would be an hour rant on fading youth and the loss of imagination and how stuffed animals helped cultivate the minds of the youth so they didn't grow up too fast (though that was rare because people would then accuse her of spending to much time with Lee and Gai – not something that would be considered a complement).
The blonde padded down the hallway, hearing sounds from the kitchen before she got there. Her parent's, who both worked in the city and had an hour drive to get to their office, were both up, stomping around the kitchen in an attempt to make themselves breakfast.
"Morning," Ino grumbled as she walked towards the pantry and pulled out a box of corn puffs. Gathering the other ingredients (milk, a bowl, a spoon) the blonde sat at the table and tiredly poured herself a bowl of cereal.
"You're up early, dear," Inoichi commented from behind the sports section of the newspaper, a cup of coffee in his hands.
"Sun woke me up," Ino muttered, using most of her concentration to keep herself vertical. Ino was many things, but a morning person was definitely not one of them. If this was a sign of things to come, then Ino was really not looking forward to the rest of her summer.
From: Fashionable piggy littlemisspiggy)
To: Cherry Blossom (xxvery_cherryxx)
CC: Bear-chan (10.10i-score-every-time10.10); Hyuuga Hinata (lil_miss_sunshine)
Sent: Monday, June 25; 5:15 pm
Subject: Re: Re: The Cherry has landed; I have no witty second to that. That's to bad Hina
I hate you all...
I gotta go get ready for my shift so that's all I can say for now, but don't fret, there's plenty more were that came from!
You now you love me,
But I still hate y'all,
Ino
Ino was lying with her head hanging off of her large bed, listening to music when a soft knock on her door awoke her from her daydreams. Ino jolted up, ripping the earphones out of her ears, and scrambled over to her door.
"Inwo," the soft voice of her baby sister, Inori, drifted through the wood before Ino was able to open the door.
"Yeah, Nori?" Ino asked once she was able to open her door.
"Momma pwomised to make cwookies wift me twonight. See's nwot hwome yet swo I was wondering if woo would dwo it fwo me," Inori's voice was so soft and sad that Ino would have instantly said yes, even if the three-year-old had asked her to rob a bank.
"Sure Nori," Ino replied as she grabbed her sister's small chubby hand.
When Inoichi and Ishiko returned home from work at 7:45 that night, it was to find their two daughters in the kitchen. Ino was buried elbow deep in sudsy water, a rare sight as Ino never did the dishes. Inori was sitting on a chair at the table, covered in crumbs. A plate of cookies (well, what was once a plate of cookies, now there were only two), and a glass of milk sat before the small girl.
Ishiko smiled at the sight. Many people believed that Ishiko was uncaring, the way she portrayed herself in the cooperate world. In reality, she was extremely emotional, and the sight of her two daughters working together nearly sent her over the edge.
The moment was broken when Inori loudly yawned, signalling that it was time for her to go to bed. Ishiko walked forward, gathered the small blonde in her arms and headed upstairs while Inoichi took a seat at the table and began nibbling on the remaining cookies.
"It was a nice thing you did, making cookies for your sister," the only male Yamanaka commented.
Ino turned around, a smirk on her face. "Could you ever say no to Nori's puppy-dog face?" she asked.
Her father simply smiled and shook his head.
From: Papa Bear (RSaburo)
To: Bear-chan (10.10i-score-every-time10.10)
Sent: Monday, June 25, 11:02 am
Subject: Have fun at camp honey bear!
Hey bear,
Sorry I couldn't make it to the airport to see you off. I had something come up. Anyway, have fun at camp, but not too much fun.
Don't do anything that you wouldn't do if I was looking over your shoulder.
Most of all, win those games and show everyone just how amazing you are!
See you in two months,
Dad.
Tenten sighed as she turned off her iPhone. Her father had always been like that, praising but at the same time warning. She felt so happy that he was her father, the perfect one at that, even though he often doubted his abilities. But that was only natural. He was a single dad raising a teenage daughter. There were moments when a mother would normally step in and take over, but they made do.
A single tear slipped down her cheek before she could stop it. Thinking of her mother always caused this.
It had been nearly seven years ago, on Christmas Eve. Tenten had been in the car, her mother and her coming home from the mall, singing merrily along to the carols that played through the car's speakers. The snow had been falling, slightly blocking their view of the road, but the older brunette had been driving very carefully. She had always been cautious, but even her mother's extreme caution couldn't have stopped the semi-trailer truck that ploughed through the snow at the normal speed, skidding on the ice as it attempted to turn the corner and ramming into the driver's side of their small car. Tenten had blacked-out then, only waking up the next day in the hospital, surrounded by her friends and family.
Her mother hadn't made it. The truck had crushed her and she died from the injuries. It had been the hardest time in Tenten's life. For the period of about two months, Tenten slipped into a state of depression and retreated from everyone. Eventually her friends were able to worm their way back into her life and Tenten had returned, somewhat, to her bubbly self. Now, years later, the effects of her mother's death had diminished significantly. The only lingering affect was that Tenten hadn't picked up a soccer ball since that day.
It had been their sport.
They would trek out to the park in any weather and kick the ball around. They would watch almost every game they could on TV and the brunette's mother had even taken her to a few games. And it was because of this, the fact that she almost always associated soccer with her mother, that she hadn't been able to do anything soccer related.
That was why this summer was so big. Going to a soccer camp meant facing the emotions that came along with it.
The bus jolted to a stop and Tenten looked out her window. Sunagakure, which was in a desert climate, was usually referred to as a barren wasteland, but here there were large expanses of grassy fields that lead to a large lake. 'An Oasis, huh?' the brunette thought as she disembarked the bus and was able to see the cabins.
They were of average size; all painted different colours making them stand out. Across the playing fields from the cabins, was a large building labelled 'MESS HALL' in white paint. Councillors stood all along the fields, directing campers towards the mess hall.
Tenten picked up the small black D&G bag Ino had lent her for her vacation and walked over to the mess hall. Finding a seat near the back, she sat down and pulled out her phone.
From: Bear-chan (10.10i-score-everytime10.10)
To: Cherry Blossom (xxvery_cherryxx)
CC: Hyuuga Hinata (lil_miss_sunshine); Fashionable piggy (littlemisspiggy)
Sent: Monday, June 25; 5:57 pm
Subject: Re: Re: Re: The Cherry has landed; I have no witty second to that. That's to bad Hina. Wow you guys so need a life
Hey guys! God I miss you all already!
N e way, glad to hear Sakura got to her grandmother's safely... hope your summer is ok from here on out
Camp so far is ok... though I've only just arrived. I promise to write to you the minute I get more info
Your good friend and loyal bear-chan,
Tenten
Cabin 3 was just like any of the other cabins. It was bright green, had a bunk bed and a single bed, and a bathroom with a small sink, a shower and, of course, a toilet. There were three dressers along one wall so each person in the cabin could put their clothing away. There was also a desk with a very old desktop computer, and a small WIFI box.
Tenten claimed the top bunk, always liking the top, and began unpacking. She sighed as the first suitcase she opened was filled with Ino's clothing. As she was putting the tiny white shorts Ino had packed her into the dresser, she heard a whistle.
"Wow, you sure brought a lot of pink," a girl commented. Tenten turned around and came face to face with a tall blonde haired girl.
"My friend got to it. Trust me. I had one bag of t-shirts and shorts and she turned it into half a bag of t-shirts and shorts and two and a half bags of... this!" Tenten explained lifting up a very short skirt.
"Sounds like a girl I know. I'm Temari by the way," the blonde said, resting her bag on the bed below Tenten's.
"I'm Tenten, and I think it's the same girl. Yamanaka Ino right?" the brunette said as she continued to unpack the copious amounts of pink and small fabric that her blonde had crammed into her bag.
"You know Ino huh?" Temari chuckled slightly.
"Yeah, we've been best friends since we were babies. How do you know her?"
"We met at an all girls camp a few years back and we've kept in touch."
"Ah!" Tenten replied as the memory of the only other time the girls had been separated filled her mind.
Twelve-year-old Tenten sat on the swing at the park as she, Sakura, and Hinata listened to Ino explain why she had been so giddy at school that day.
"You're going to cheer-camp, Pig?" Sakura asked incredulously. After all, they had spent every other summer together.
"It's not for the whole summer, just three weeks then I'll be back. I promise," the blonde said as she jumped off the colourful monkey-bar set she had been sitting on.
"Still, it-it's the fir-first time we-we've ev-ever been apart," the shy Hyuuga explained.
"Yeah, but only for three weeks. Besides, you can't expect us to stay together always. I mean what about university and then our lives after that?" the blonde asked as she threw her hands above her head.
"That's a long time off. We don't have to worry about that now. But this is a big deal Ino. We haven't been apart! Ever! We've even been in the same homeroom since preschool," Tenten explained after seeing the pained expression on her friend's face. Hinata had always been fragile, her feelings being hurt really easily. Ino's slightly harsh words about the reality of their future, had affected the easily hurt raven haired girl...
From: Bear-chan (10.101-score-every-time10.10)
To: Fashionable piggy (littlemisspiggy)
CC: Hyuuga Hinata (lil_miss_sunshine); Cherry Blossom (xxvery_cherryxx)
Sent: Monday, June 25; 6:32 pm
Subject: You'll never guess... roommate news
Hey guys, (Ino 'specially)
Well I've met my roommates (cabin-mates, whatever you want to call them) and you (Blondie) are never going to guess who one of them is...
You know how we were talking before 'bout you knowing someone who liked soccer and dancing? And you mentioned your friend Temari...
Well she's one of my roommates insert girly pig squeal lol
The other one just kinda walked in, claimed the single bed and walked right back out again... but from what little I saw, I don't think we're gonna be friends...
N e way... I hope you guys have fun!
Your good friend and loyal bear-chan,
Tenten
Tenten and Temari had become fast friends. After realizing they shared a friend, they had begun talking about the other things they had in common and found that there were quiet a few. Both girls were fairly tomboyish, with a slight 'in-your-face' personality. And most of all, they both adored soccer.
They were currently sitting on Temari's bed, watching old episodes of Game of Thrones on the brunette's MacBook Pro. Both were obsessed with the show and spent most of the time discussing the various plot twists that had occurred in the most recent season.
They were deep in conversation about the events in the mythical world when their dark haired roommate walked, or more like stumbled, into the cabin.
"Wow, someone's drunk," Temari muttered to the brunette as they watched the black haired girl flop down onto the bed and burst out into a fit of high pitched girly giggles.
"Do you know her?" Tenten asked.
"Yeah, that's Tsuchi Kin. She was at this camp last year. She acts a lot like this, getting drunk almost every chance she gets and flirting with every guy she can. But you get used to it and learn to ignore it. Or at least that's what her last years' roommate told me," the blonde shrugged as she popped another piece of popcorn into her mouth.
The brunette shrugged as well and both returned their attention to the episode that was playing.
-To Be Continued-