Of Flowers and Love
Summary: Ino's personal journal that describes all of her friends in her own way… through flowers. Pairings?
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
Chapter Two
For The Fans
Tuesday, October 29Training was boring as usual. Sensei says I don't need to worry about becoming a Jounnin in a few weeks, that's the test, but I know that it's going to be hard. But I decided to write before I went to bed. I'm actually in the park tonight, it's after sunset, but he's coming. He always does about this time of night, to sit in the tree next to the street lamp and think.
Uchiha Sasuke.
He's been ignoring me, like usual, but lately he's been much more distant. He is a chunnin still, after that whole kidnapping deal, he won't be allowed to take the exam until next year. Sakura, TenTen, Hinata, Naruto and I are taking it, everyone else is a Jouunin already, like Shikamaru, but I'll talk about that another day. Tonight, I'm going to think about Sasuke and his flower.
Ah! He's coming down the path, I'm just going to doodle some flowers to seem uninterested in him.
Sasuke walked in silence, hands in his pockets and his head lowered as he moved through the park. Ino was sitting under a street lamp on a bench, pretending to draw a flower sitting in her lap. Sasuke didn't say anything as he walked up the side of the tree opposite of her position. Ino waited until he had forgotten she was there to continue writing.
He never talks to me you know. He always acts like I'm not here. I don't care though, it's not like he ever did, but it's annoying. He even ignores Sakura when she puts on the best clothes and I'm always the one she cries to. I guess it comes with the best friend job. I swear, I don't even know why I ever liked that block of ice… But whatever, this is about the flowers.
Now I'm going to pick one… maybe the white rose, it means silence. Heh, works perfectly. But he talks every once in a while, so I guess not… that's probably Shino… I'll get to him later… probably. Anyway, Sasuke.
Ino looked up to see Sasuke watching the moon. She looked at the sky as well, the thin night clouds covering a few stars as they drifted helplessly in the vast sky. Without thinking, Ino dropped her brush and Sasuke looked down at her, remembering her presence.
"Oops."
Ino grabbed it, trying to hide the angry face she was making at herself. Sasuke suddenly dropped from the tree in front of her, a single leaf floating down as she looked up at him.
"H-Hello Sasuke."
Sasuke looked at the journal Ino was trying to hide under her chest while she tried to bend down and get her fallen brush. Sasuke didn't say anything as he picked up the brush and gave it to her, turning and leaving. Silence actually was a good one for him.
Ino waited until he was completely gone before she let out her breath and went back to writing.
This'll probably take more thinking. He's silent, but graceful, I don't know. Southernwood maybe, means pain. Sakura told me about the massacre one day but I never breathed a word of it to anyone. I wrote about it in another journal a few years back, it's hidden in my secret spot under the bridge. I won't say anything else. Anyway, I just don't know. He doesn't seem to understand that he is hurting or anything. Maybe he's blind? What flower is that? I can't remember.
I might write back tomorrow with an answer. Go ahead and wait for that then, I am still unsure. I'll talk tomorrow.
Wednesday, October 30
Training sucked, Shikamaru nearly took off my head with that damn juutsu of his! Whatever, I'll write about it later maybe.
Anyway, I am back on the Sasuke thing. I saw him after training. He looked really angry and later Sakura was crying. I asked her why but she smiled and walked away, again. I swear that girl never learns. I'm about to go talk to Sasuke about it. I'll write when I get back.
Hey, I'm back. I talked with him. It was scary. Not funny scary, but scary. I wish Shikamaru had been with me, I wouldn't have left without pressing for more. Anyway, all he said was that Sakura was a spoiled pig and that I was no better, that all of Konoha was stupid and…
Ino stopped as a tear splashed the paper and she dropped her brushed in the ink pot. She waited a few minutes before she whipped her eyes and grabbed the brush again.
That moron. I decided what flower he was! A Poplar, white. It means… Time. That's what he is. He's time and there is nothing else I can really say. I don't want to be the one to give my time to someone who doesn't want it. Tomorrow I'm going to Sakura and I'm going to yell like crazy and then I'm going to yell at Shikamaru. That way everyone will know that he is a waste of Poplar, white.
Ino paused and sighed. She was being stupid, again.
I don't know why I'm acting like this. I seriously don't want to put time into this and I know Sakura does. So there you go.
That ice block isn't worth a Poplar, white.
Time.
-If you read this, read a little franticly, because that's how I felt when I wrote it, I was frantic and in a hurry, but it actually is how I would write in my journal when I was upset. Any who, please review. Jya!
Invader Hog OUT!