Authoress Note: It's been almost a year, I think. I don't quite know. I've forgotten.
And I'm really sorry. And a warning: some homosexual stuff lies below. LOL SRSLY.
One Hundred Moments
Chapter 014: Rainbow
"You really think this'll work?"
"Yeah! Of course… Guys love this junk… all sleazy and stuff. I mean, if we fail, then we'll at least definitely know his orientation, right?"
Sakura certainly prayed she was right.
Despite the conviction in Ino's tone, Sakura couldn't help her apprehension. Regularly, Sakura wouldn't have any part in Ino's ridiculous charades and shenanigans. Now, however, she was terribly desperate and didn't believe that she had any other choice at this point.
Still though… this was ridiculous. She was wearing nothing. Or, at least, very close to it. She currently donned a dark purple bikini, one that was a size too small, but Ino had had insisted that it 'emphasized the effect.' She protested then, complaining that her chest couldn't breathe, but Ino wouldn't hear a word of it.
This bikini, hideously paired with a pair of red heels and a short jean skirt, put exotic dancers to shame. She and Ino, standing side by side and being dressed the way they were, they looked like a pair of prostitutes. Whores. Slu—
But Ino was already fervently rapping on the front door of the house. Mouth agape, she briefly considered fleeing. It was a shame, though, for the door had already come to a startling open.
Sakura was dumbstruck, so Ino had been the first to speak. "Hey Sasuke!" she began, smiling much too brightly, much to Sakura's astonishment. "Sakura and I, we need ice. So we were wondering if you had any."
He blinked, and then monotonously repeated "Ice," as if he had not heard correctly.
The blonde-haired woman nodded for emphasis, and pushed a mortified Sakura before Sasuke's unrelenting scrutiny. He scanned her, eyes falling on her bursting chest; she, in turn, wanted to crawl up and die.
She slowly blinked. "We were… A picnic, I think, S-Sasuke-kun… Champagne… we need ice… Can you…help us…? Please?"
He assumed it a rhetorical question, because he never got the chance to answer. Before he could, Ino had—very surprisingly—pulled Sakura into a tremendously provocative lip lock.
He narrowed his eyes at the peculiarity of the situation—and the girl on girl kiss—not actually knowing what to do with himself.
When Ino pulled away from her, Sakura was just as shocked as Sasuke.
"Never mind!" Ino smiled. "I'm sure that we'd just melt the ice anyhow." She then winked at Sakura, before slyly scurrying away the best she could in high-heels.
Sakura stood there for a while, absolutely petrified, before Sasuke took the liberty of speaking first.
Eyes glued on her chest, he furrowed his eyebrows. "So you're gay now? …Shame, really."
And then he slammed the door in her face.
Operation Make Sasuke Drool With Hot Girl-On-Girl Action: FAIL.
Authoress' Note: Crack FTW.