Flames of My Heart: Hi! I watched Legally Blonde (for the millionth time) on TNT (or USA, I'm not sure) and I thought that Sakura (or Ino) would've made a great Elle Woods. I picked Sakura, because Ino actually is blond, I thought it would be too literal. So, I picked Sakura-chan! (Plus, I like Sakura more)

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or Legally Blonde. I do however own most of the plot, and the OC characters Yuri and Yoshimi.

Legally Pink

A beautiful blond beach babe rode down the trash-less streets of Beverly Hills, in a pink colored bicycle. In the front of the bicycle there was a small glitter covered basket that had a small heart shaped cushion at the bottom, with a beautifully decorated letter resting against it, that in clear red letters read 'Sakura'. The blond ignored all the cat calls and wolf whistles that the high school football and soccer players sent her and continued to ride down the sidewalk, occasionally having a few non-popular girls yell at her for almost running them over.

She stopped in front of a mansion that was a pure white colored, and had about 5 floors. Though the mansion wasn't extremely tall, it made up for it in width, spreading across the entire avenue. The front yard, which was probably even bigger than the house itself, was covered in rich, thick green grass, a few rose-bushes and about 100 sakura trees. The mansion looked like a palace that had popped out of a magical fairy-tale.

The blond slid off the bike, and chained it to a 'No Parking Zone' poll that was right in front of the house. She grabbed the letter off the heart cushion, and walked down the cement pathway that cut through the front-yard. Ringing the door-bell three short and quick times, she waited patiently, her right foot tapping every other second.

There was a sound of giggles and of many feet running, until finally the front door opened to reveal a red-head and another blond, with many other girls crowded behind them. The first blond smiled at the girls, most of them mumbling "I can't believe today's the day!" or "Did you get it?"

"It's here!" the first blond smiled, waving the letter in the air as the other girl's squealed. They all moved to let the blond enter the house, and then followed the girl as they entered a huge living room. There was a large flat screen T.V. pressed against the wall, and three love seats, two couches, and four arm chairs. There was a giant chandelier hanging above the middle couch, and the entire room was crème colors. At the far end of the living room, there was a small bar.

Most of the girls rushed to sit down, and the few that didn't managed to get an actual seat, just opted to sit down on the lavender colored carpet. The blond, with a French manicured nail, slid her fingers under the fold of the envelope, and opened up the letter. She pulled out a pink fuzzy pen, and signed her name on a random spot on the sheet, and then passed it to a red-head sitting next to her. The red-head did the same thing, and passed it to another girl.

Eventually, the last person, who was a short girl with silver hair and lavender eyes, signed the letter, and then put it back into the envelope. She looked at all the other girls, who grinned at her and wished her good luck, and then she proceeded to exit the living room.

She entered the marble-floored hallway, and then proceeded up the silver spiral staircase. She walked to the fourth floor, and walked down the long, narrow hall way, until she reached the door all the way at the end. The door was mahogany wood, painted a rich pink color. She knocked quietly, sure that the person on the other side would hear it.

"Who is it?" a sweet, sugary voice asked from the other side.

"It's Yuri, Sakura-san," the silver hair girl answered, her voice sounding slightly nervous.

There was a small bark on the other side of the door, which was most likely Sakura's dog, as the pink door swung open to reveal the owner of the mansion. The owner was definitely a vision of beauty… and pink. She had soft, perfectly straight light pink hair that reached mid-back, and sea-foam green eyes that were sparkling with kindness and joy. She was dressed in a pink bathrobe, and matching bunny slippers. "What is it Yuri-san? Do you need help with 'Shampoo Class' again?" Sakura asked, giving a little giggle that sounded like the chiming of bells. Yuri giggled back, but shook her head.

"No, Sakura-san, I came to give you your well deserved congratulations," Yuri recited as she handed Sakura the envelope.

Sakura let out a shrilled scream, and grabbed the envelope, grinning from ear to ear. "I can't believe it, myself. Me and Kiba-kun! Tying the knot!" She opened up the letter, and then gave out a noise that sounded like 'aw' as she read all the signatures and mini-notes people left for her. "I really hope today's the day," she said, suddenly doubting if it really was going to happen.

"Oh it must be. After all, why else would his grandmother come to town?" Yuri tried to reason with her worried room-mate.

"Maybe s-she just wanted to drop by for a visit?" Sakura answered her voice no longer cheerful, but sounding shy.

"But then, why did Kiba-san give you his favorite dog, Akamaru?" Yuri tried for a second time. Her attempt worked, as the bark of a dog was heard, and Sakura's grin returned.

The dog 'Akamaru' barked for a second time, as he stuck his head out from behind Sakura's thin legs. He was a snow white colored dog, with long brown droopy ears, and a short tail. He was also known as Kiba's favorite dog, given to Sakura on their first year anniversary.

"You're right…" Sakura paused for a dramatic effect. "And you know what that means—"

"SHOPPING!" both girls screamed as they hugged each other, Akamaru barking happily in the background.

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"Do you think he'll like this?" Sakura asked Yuri, and her other best friend Yoshimi, as she stood in front of a full-length mirror in a navy blue dress. The dress was undoubtedly beautiful, but simply did not seem good enough for Sakura.

"Why are you shunning away from your color, Sakura-chan?" Yoshimi asked, holding up a pink cocktail dress.

"Because!" Sakura shouted in excitement, causing a few people in the boutique to stare at her. "This is the night, and I can't be wearing just anything."

A woman standing near the counter and a rack that said 'Sale Items' grinned at her friend as she grabbed at a red dress. "I just love a dumb girl with daddy's plastic," she said as she ripped the 'sale' tag off from the dress and headed towards the three girls.

"How about this dress?" she asked the pink beauty, holding up the red dressed for the three girls to see. Sakura's eyes lit up at the dress, and the woman took it as a good sign to continue. "We just got it shipped here, one of a kind."

"Really? Is it 100 percent satin?" Sakura asked running her fingers over the fine red material.

"Yes, of course," the woman nodded her head vigorously, eager to cheat the girl out of her money.

"Oh, well," Sakura's smile changed to that of a smirk, as she let go of the dress. "That's great and all, but I saw this dress in a Vogue magazine last year. It is definitely not one of a kind, nor is it 100 percent satin. It's 75 percent polyester. And if you think you're going to sell me a sale item at full price, you've got something else coming." She raised her hand, and flicked it, clearly telling the woman to shoo.

The sales-lady glared, and stomped off angrily, hanging the dress back up onto the 'Sale Items' rack.

Sakura's two best friends burst out into fits of giggles, along with Sakura as Yuri stated, "Ouch that must have hurt her pride."

"Serves that old hag right!" Yoshimi shouted, shoving the pink cocktail dress into Sakura's hands and pushing her into the changing rooms. "Try it on!"

"Fine, fine!" Sakura shouted back, all the while a small grin on her face.

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Many of the girls from the house ran around trying to find trivial things, such as blush, eye shadow, and that cute little pink purse that everyone loved to borrow off Sakura, but they all stopped short when they heard the loud ring of the front doorbell. "Kami-sama! He's here!" one of the girls shouted, as some began running towards the door, and others crowded near the staircase, waiting for Sakura to run down the stairs.

The first girl to get to the front door, flung it open, to end up being face to face with Sakura's current boyfriend, Inuzuka Kiba. Just by looking at him you could easily describe him as a jock, with his wild and bushy dark brown hair that was slightly covered by a dark-blue hitai-ate tied over his forehead. He had two white tattoos, one on each side of his cheeks, and always wore a fanged grin. He was currently using that grin on the girl that had opened the door, and she was swooning.

She stepped aside, and let him enter the hallway, which he was actually very familiar with. He grinned and waved at the few girls he actually knew by name and face, and waited for his lady-love to walk down the stairs.

His acute hearing picked up the light sound of heels clanking against the floor, as he looked up to see Sakura, wearing a pink cocktail dress, pink strappy heels, and a pink clutch bag. She wore no make-up, and her hair was pinned up by two chop-sticks, only a few hairs falling out, but they framed her face nicely.

When she finally reached the bottom of the staircase, she gave him a long and sweet kiss on the lips, and wrapped her slender arms around his neck. He grinned under the kiss, and wrapped his arms around her waist, as their audience cooed, thinking the scene was utterly sweet.

They finally broke the kiss, her lips slightly swollen. She grinned up at him; he was almost a head taller than her. "So, let's get going?" she asked in a low and seductive voice, as he gulped and led her to his car, not so innocent thoughts flashing through his head. This is going to be harder than I thought. He mused to himself, as he put the key in the ignition and pressed on the gas. He drove away from the mansion, to the restaurant… and to the beginning of Sakura's change.

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Flames of My Heart: Even though, you all know what's going to happen next, I still have to write this part… because it's important. And now, for those of you who think that Sakura is going to go to Harvard, you are sadly mistaken. This story is not going to be about law, but about ninja skill, and how Sakura is going to rise to the top. I've already figured out who is going to be who in this story, except for of course who is going to be Sakura's lover-boy. Now here is the part where I let the readers decide, just because I'm stuck at a fork in the rode.

And here are your choices:

Kakashi

Sasuke

Neji

I encourage you all to vote, because obviously your votes matter very much to me. So please be very kind and read and review. I will start updating, as soon as I have a rough idea of who is the winner. Have a good weekend!

Preview to Next Chapter:

Right now, Sakura was laying on her bed, under her pink covers, the hair curlers still stuck in her hair. There was a giant tub of strawberry ice-cream lying on her stomach, with a giant spoon jammed into the melting ice-cream. Her T.V. was on, and was on full-volume. She was watching a day-time soap-opera and this was basically what was going on:

Girl: What if you forget me?

Boy: Never, Melody. I love you.

Melody: Really, Jason? You promise?

Jason: Of course. You're my one-true love, and even if I might forget this night, it will always be in my heart—

Sakura angrily grabbed at her tub of ice-cream at threw it at the T.V. screen, watching the pink substance drip off the screen. "LIAR!" she shouted, throwing the spoon at the pink goop.