Chapter 10
A/N: I know, I know. dodges flaming avocados I realize I have mad you all wait three days longer than I usually do, and for that, I'm sorry. But now I'm all relaxed and rejuvenated and ready to write more stories! So is three days and okay trade for a less stressed author? I say "Yes." and this is my story, so what I say goes. I say, "Enjoy!"
Disclaimer: I am but a poor, little, eighth grade girl. Not Masashi Kishimoto, or MGM Studios, as it turns out. So, one can infer that I do not own Naruto or The Wizard of Oz. (By the way, I've never owned the Wizard of Oz, I just though you would figure that out.)
It wouldn't budge open! Ino grumbled and tried to open the pouch again. It still wouldn't move, as if someone glued the flap down. Ino was really angry now. She performed the hand signs and attempted to enter the pouch's mind.
This didn't turn out particularly well, because, as Ino found out, pouch's don't have minds. As she released herself from the pouch and rubbed her aching head, she came to the conclusion that the only way she would ever get those scrolls was if Billboard Brow was dead. Now, she didn't really want to kill her ex-best friend, but she figured that sacrifices must be made for the greater good. And the greater good said she deserved those scrolls, damn it!
Sakura was sitting on the floor, tied up, while Pakkun looked at her. Her pink hair was utter chaos and her clothing had seen better days, but at least Ino wasn't going to get those scrolls from her. She let out a sigh of relief then noticed that Ino had a very murderous look on her face. Sakura gulped. This was not going to be good.
An hour later, Sakura found herself tied to a pole in the middle of a sound proof room, covered in explosive scrolls and a timer that would set off a flame when it stopped. "Well, Forehead," Ino cackled, "When that timer goes off, those scrolls are mine. Too bad you won't be alive to see me use them to improve myself so that I'm even betterer than you!"
Even in her current situation of being about to die, Sakura couldn't help but mock Ino a little. "Ino-pig, betterer is not a word. You are supposed to say, 'More better'. Can you get that through your thick head, Pig?" She smirked.
Ino's eyes raged for a minute then calmed down. "Oh well, Billboard Brow," she began, "perfect grammatical skills won't help save you from your doom!"
As Ino said this, Pakkun took the opportunity to escape. Obviously, Ino wouldn't care if he took off as long as she had Orochimaru's scrolls to think about. And he was right. Ino didn't even notice that Pakkun jumped out the window as she cackled away.
Meanwhile, Kakashi, Sasuke, and Naruto had kicked those flying monkey's asses all the way to Timbuktu. They were sitting around, wondering how to save Sakura, when Pakkun showed up, panting and out of breath.
"What is it, Pakkun?" Kakashi asked his poor little dog. "Sakura," Pakkun breathed, speaking for the first time since he got to this strange place, "Is in the... castle... I'll show you where."
So the three men and their dog hurried off to save their favorite kunoichi from the clutches of Ino.
A/N: So??? What'd you think? Don't firget to review! Plus, here's the million cookies I owe you for updating so late. Dig in!