A.N. – And now for that new perspective that I promised last chapter. Let's welcome Ino to the "concerned, but secretly glad it's not happening to me" party. As for a question to you, the readers: do you care if I place this story anywhere in the timeline, 'cause right now I'm just having fun with early-era genin Team 7.
Lesson No. 21
Ino bade her team farewell and headed home in Konoha's soft sunset, pleasantly content. Her team was gelling, and Asuma-sensei wasn't going easy on her like others did with clan kids. She was weary, but satisfied.
Then she saw Sakura across the street.
The pinkette was limping toward the civilian sector, looking at the walls as if contemplating using them for support. Even from a distance, the mottled bruising along Sakura's arms and legs stood out. Ino stared, shocked still, and Sakura ambled out of sight before she could call out.
Ino re-evaluated her situation. Apparently, she had it good.
