She didn't react at first, just sat there motionless, her face clouded by disbelief. It had been one of those things that happen almost mechanically – me slapping her – the kind that you regret instantaneously. Finally, she glared up at me, fire in her eyes, stood up, and slapped me back so hard I toppled backwards onto Hinata's bed.
"Get the fuck out of my room!" I blared, and was about to lunge forward to attack Ino but she climbed on top of me and pinned me down by my wrists, "Get off of me! Get off!" I wailed, struggling and twisting and kicking.
"NO you bitch just listen! Listen to me!" She snapped, tightening her grip and slamming me down for emphasis. Truthfully, she was strong but I knew I was stronger. But just as I was gathering my energy to throw her off and beat the crap out of her, I realized what was going on. "Listen." She repeated softly this time.
She looked beautiful from my point of view – her fine hair cascaded on the sides of my face on the bed and hung off my shoulders like sleeves; they were draping like curtains, framing her silky skin and feminine features. I could also see into her shirt – a lacey lilac bra and her plump breasts dangling in front of me.
Before I could make a fail attempt at speaking, a sly half smile crept over her lips and she slowly crawled off and onto my bed, keeping her eyes locked to mine the entire time. I lay on my back for a bit, starstruck, before lifting myself up by the elbows and sitting up to face her. I shifted my gaze to the nightstand between us and she started talking.
"Hinata was pretty shaken up by your incident, so I came to keep her company. They had said your fainting was a lack of eating, and Hinata admitted she never sees you eat much." I silently cursed my roommate. "Anyways, it was pretty late and I decided to sleepover but Hinata knocked out pretty quick and I couldn't sleep a wink cuz of you!" She jabbed her nail in my direction, "I was worried sick and antsy soo…I guess I started looking around for a cool book or something and I opened the drawer and thought 'Ooh! A pretty notebook, maybe I'll write Sakura a little note or something…" She took a breath (I noticed she usually talked really fast without frequent breaks): "And when I opened it, I was like 'Wow, this girl has some pristine handwriting!' but then my eye caught all the weights and food and…"
An awkward wave of silence passed over us. My heart started to panic. What was going to happen? Would she report me? Blackmail me?
"I do stuff like that, too," She said in a low voice, then a sad grin sparked on her lips, "You said that to me. Remember that day? In the stall? Stalker." She giggled. I felt my whole face flush. "Sakura," She sighed, walking towards the bed I was on and sitting next to me. She put her hand over mine, on my thigh – my heart stopped abruptly. She looked straight into my eyes, flipping her fringe back, "I think this is the start of a beautiful friendship."
Heller everyone~~! I know it's been a long time and this is a short chapter but… uh… better late than never and at least it's something, right?
RIGHT?!