Hey guys! Sorry, this chapter's gonna be short, but bare with me here. I hope you like it! And don't worry; we all want the nieces to die a cruel and painful twisted death. Don't worry, they'll get what's coming to them later!

Chapter 10:

That's Not Just Oil Guys

The girls arrived at their table first, followed by the boys.

"Oh good," Sakura said as the girls slid into their seats. "Food's finally here."

The girls heard some giddy mumbles coming from the nieces and looked up at them.

"What?" Courtney spat, daintily chewing a piece of lettuce. It made her look like a rabbit.

"Oh, nothing that concerns you, don't worry," Ino said, looking down at her plate as she started to cut her wrap with a fork and knife. She had an odd habit of eating finger food with a knife and fork.

The rest of the girls just shrugged and looked back down at their plates too.

Sakura was about to eat when she gazed down at her plate. Something was giving her an odd feeling…

"Huh," she said, looking up form her dish, an eyebrow tweaked. "…It looks like they put a lot more oil on this than they should have."

"So?" Blurted Clarissa. Sakura looked up at her funny. Clarissa sat back in her chair again, catching her mistake. "Not that I care or anything," she covered up, crossing her arms.

"So my stomach acts up with a lot of oil…" Sakura bit her lip.

"Just ask for a new dish then, less oil," Sasuke offered, taking a bite out of his rib slab. Sakura looked back down at the 'oil'.

"Maybe I should…" she said unsurely.

The nieces knew that this could foil their plot…well, for Sakura that is. This mainly unsettled Clarissa.

"Come on," Clarissa scoffed. "Do you really want to cause the waiter that much more trouble?" She drummed her fingers on the table and looked at Sakura with a disciplinary look, as if Sakura was stealing from a homeless shelter.

"I don't think they'd mind," said Ino, having not gotten into her dinner yet (luckily…)

"Me neith- wait a second," Tenten said, narrowing her eyes at Hinata's and her own food. "…These have got a lot of oily stuff too. Must be some weird restaurant policy or something."

Hinata's eyes widen. "Oil….in pulled pork?" she asked this in disgust. Tenten scrunched her face up too.

"You're right. That's gross," she agreed, pushing Hinata's and her own plates away. "Make that three new orders. Filets shouldn't have too much oil in the first place," she said. They all looked at Ino.

"What about yours?" Hinata asked her. Ino looked down at her wrap and studied it. The nieces were watching anxiously. They were cursing terribly in their heads that their plan had failed for more than half of them, but if they could pull off at least one, it would be enough…

"I don't see any oil in this," Ino said simply, popping a piece into her mouth.

Whitney cheered in her head. …That should be kicking in in about five minutes, blondie. Boy am I glad I put those drops inside the wrap.

"Oh, ok," shrugged Sakura. "Just three then. Hey, wait!" Sakura waved her hand above the booth to the waiter, who was crossing the room. He spotted her and walked over to the table.

"Ok," Sakura said. "These have a bit…too much oil for our stomachs to take. Could you possibly get us some new dishes with less oil? If it's not that much trouble that is." The girls waited for a reply from the paused waiter.

"Um," the waiter scratched his head. "Ladies, we don't put oil on top of our food. We put it in our dressings, dips and sauces, but not as topping like I see here…"

The girls tilted their heads. "Oh…" Sakura looked at their plates in confusion. How did the oil get there if the chef didn't put it there? "Then…"

"Are you sure you didn't put any on after you got it? Because I don't remember all that oil being on the food when I served it here," the waiter asked, stroking his chin thoughtfully.

Sakura looked at Hinata and Tenten. Then at the nieces who were looking particularly…satisfied.

A bit too satisfied.

Sakura then gasped and her eyes widened.

"What is it miss?" The waiter asked worriedly at Sakura's random intake.

"Oh, um, nothing," she said. "Just…some bread would be great," she said, not sure if she could face a whole meal after what she was thinking about.

"Ok," the waiter said, scribbling it down. "Would that be all?"

"Yeah," Sakura said, looking at the nieces without blinking. "Thanks."

The waiter walked away. Tenten turned towards Sakura.

"What was that all about?" Tenten asked in regards to Sakura's shock from before.

"Our food," Sakura said. "When it got here, it was with the nieces for about what, three minutes?" Tenten nodded.

"Yeah…and…" Tenten moved her hands progressively.

"Do you have any idea what they could have done in that time?" Sakura asked this more fiercely, giving Tenten's sleeve a yank in emphasis.

"What do you mean?" Tenten asked, yanking her sleeve away.

"I mean that they probably-"

"Oh my God…"

Sakura's words were cut off by Ino, who was clutching her stomach, a hand over her mouth as she hunched over. She was no more than an eighth way through her wrap.

"What is it, Ino," Sakura asked sternly, steadying Ino by the shoulders.

The nieces tried to contain their satisfaction. Everything was going as planned.

"I, I don't know, I just feel like…Oh god, I've gotta go-"

From then, Ino dropped below the table and crawled under and out, seeing as about five people would have had to move for her to get out by the seat. When she had crawled out, She ran to the bathroom as fast as she could.

Sakura, Tenten and Hinata looked at each other in alarm. The nieces just kept straight faces.

The boys, who had been tearing hungrily into their food the whole time, finally took a halt.

"Is she all right?" Shikamaru asked seriously, not taking his eyes off the bathroom door, as if expecting Ino to jump out and tell him he'd been punk'd.

"I really don't know," Tenten answered worriedly, standing up. "Here we need to get out-"

"I'm sure she's fine," Whitney interrupted, rolling her eyes as she swung her hand in whatever fashion. "The pig just probably ate too much. I mean look how she dug into that wrap!" She pointed disgustingly at Ino's wrap, which again, was no more than an eighth of the way done.

Tenten just looked at her flatly and coldly.

"We need to get out," she repeated to Neji and Naruto. They obeyed without question and slid out of the booth, giving the three girls a clear way out.

"We'll be back soon," Hinata assured them before the girls set off to the bathrooms.

"Hey," Shikamaru said to them. They turned around. "Make sure she's all right…ok?" He asked this, his complexion growing slightly red.

Sakura understood. "Right," she nodded. Shikamaru nodded a thank you back before the girls turned around and ran into the bathrooms.

When they flung the door open, the first thing they heard was a groan of pain, followed by what sounded like stuff being spilt into water. They already knew what that probably was.

"Ino!" Hinata squealed. "Which stall are you in?"

"Here," they heard a hoarse voice reply from the third stall.

They all followed the sound and ran into the stall to see Ino on her knees, her head hung over the toilet bowl, spewing into it like no other.

Back at the table…

The boys kept looking at the bathroom door, waiting for the girls to emerge. The nieces shifted uncomfortably in their seats.

"Um, hello?" Mollie waved her hand. "Still here?" The boys didn't show much interest.

"Sorry," Naruto closed his eyes. "We're just worried is all."

"What, about her?" Whitney asked incredulously, gesturing at the bathrooms.

"No, about tomorrow's weather," Neji said sarcastically, crossing his arms. The nieces rolled their eyes.

"Your bread?" the waiter came by with a breadbasket in hand and set it in the center of the table. "Where are the young ladies this time?" he sighed, looking at the empty spaces, annoyed at the fact that the girls who asked for the bread weren't there to receive it.

"They had….an accident," Courtney answered smoothly, setting her hands on her lap, forming a side smile.

This set something off in Neji's head. He looked at the overly happy nieces oddly.

"So," Neji crossed his arms. "None of this seems to be bothering you."

The nieces changed their expressions, dropping them to look saddened.

"Oh, don't get the wrong idea, it is!" Whitney defended. "Just, pageant queens are raised not to show intense expressions," she explained.

"So they aren't," Neji nodded, finding this hard to believe. He then turned to the waiter.

"Hey," he hissed, just so them to could hear.

"Yes?" the waiter sighed again. Obviously, it had been a long shift for him.

"Would you mind boxing this, and the other girls food?" He asked. The waiter raised an eyebrow.

"But they sent it back," he reminded Neji hesitantly.

"I know," Neji said, thinking on his feet for an excuse. "Just, please, box it. Hers too," he pointed to Ino's wrap. The waiter looked from Neji to the plate.

"Fine," he said, taking the plate away. Neji nodded in appreciation.

"Thanks," he said. He had a plan.

"Hm ."

In the bathroom…

"Ino!" Sakura ran to her friend and held her hair back while she threw up into the toilet. "Are you alright?" she asked after Ino was done with the first spill.

"I've been better," Ino answered weakly, turning her head. Her eyes were worn out now, and her face looked bloodless.

"Oh my god, Ino," Tenten gasped, kneeling beside her. "What is it? Did you have a lot to drink or something?" Ino looked offended by this.

"Of course not!" she rasped, spitting into the toilet. "I haven't touched a drink in my life, you know that," she told Tenten. Tenten nodded.

"I know, just a thought," she apologized.

Sakura held Ino's hair back again as she leaned back into the toilet to puke. Not that there was a whole lot to puke, seeing as all Ino had that day was bit of wrap and some breakfast. She knew right away that no ordinary stomach problem could bring around something like that.

"Ino," Sakura asked her when she was finished again. "Are you sure you didn't see any oil on your wrap?" Ino thanked her and sat up, pushing her hair behind her ears.

"Well, not on it," Ino answered. "But maybe in…" Ino's eyes widened and she swung her head around to Sakura, her mind just meeting the realization Sakura had earlier.

"What? What is it?" Hinata asked the two frantically. Tenten leaned in on them.

"Why are you guys so stern all of a sudden?"

Sakura stood up and helped up Ino, who wobbled to her feet.

"That oil…" Sakura began darkly, the niece's images flashing through her mind. "Wasn't oil."

The girl's revenge is coming up soon. Sorry this chapter was so short, I didn't have a lot of time tonight, but I swear it'll get better this weekend. Thanks everyone! R and R!