Warning: really mushy, yaoi, yuri, het, and various pairings...
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, blah blah blah
AN: (Honeysuckle – bonds of love) WEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!! Chapta 2 is up!!! You must notice now that I am very bored lately....
"A" = speech
A = thoughts
A = actions/sound effects
{A = authors notes on story
[A] = authors notes
&A& = flashback
= P.O.V./scene change
SAKURA
Sakura sat dejectedly, ripping the petals off of the yellow chrysanthemums in her hands. Why do I even bother...She thought as she watched them drift away in the rushing water of the stream she had sat next to. She propped he chin on her bent knees, folding her arms. Love...hurts...Hot tears slid down her face, as her shoulders shook with sobs. She angrily threw the rest of the bouquet into the water, bawling into her arms. Why must I love him? The most sought-after boy in all of Konoha...Why must I care about a boy who doesn't even know I exist other than for missions and training? Why...Sakura wondered, still crying. Right now she wished she could just throw herself into the water, slowly falling deeper and deeper into a dreamless sleep, never to awake again. Why? She thought, but stopped when she felt the soft footsteps of someone coming up to her. She looked up and froze. A wrapped bouquet met her gaze and she stared in astonishment at the flowers. They were daffodils, beautifully rearranged, like yellow shining stars in a moonlit sky. Sakura looked up, and was surprised to find Yamanaka Ino at the end of the outstretched arm, her lone bang swaying slightly in the wind. She was even more surprised when she suddenly smiled softly down at her.
"I'm sorry"
Sakura continued to stare at her. Why...is she being...so nice to me? Why is she even here at all?! After all the mean things I said to her...I called her a pig...why is she comforting me? Her eyes softened and she hesitantly took the bouquet out of Ino's hands. The blonde-haired girl sat down next to her, and they stayed like that in companionable silence, watching the slowly drifting water. I thought she liked Sasuke too...Does this mean she doesn't anymore? Does this mean she's my friend again? Sakura couldn't help but wonder. She was suddenly awoken from her thoughts by Ino's soothing voice.
"It must be hard on you...loving someone...that you know will never love you back..."
Sakura's eyes widened, and she turned to Ino, who continued staring down at the stream. Another gust of wind blew, tossing her hair gently. She looks...so pretty...sitting there like that...Sakura thought. She had never really looked at Ino before, and now that she was, she found that she like what she saw. Does this mean...I'm gay? Sakura thought to herself. For some reason, the idea didn't bother her as much as she thought it would. She jumped slightly when Ino turned to her, smiled once more and stood up. Sakura stared at her retreating back as Ino walked away, loose chrysanthemum petals swaying around her. She looked down at the bouquet that was still clutched to her chest, and read the card.
Slighted love, thou ist chrysanthemums of yellow : Daffodils of sympathy, will make everything all better
AN: This fic is getting mushier and mushier...But, oh well! YAY pairings!!!