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I'm back, and say hello to my second chapter, Getting Over Him. Thank you so much to the people who reviewed, all of you made me so happy! I hope you like this chapter!

A Wish On A Butterfly

Chapter 2– Getting Over Him

Ino wasn't there when Sasuke left Konoha.

Only Sakura was. From all the fangirls, from all the people who could be there, from Sakura and Ino, only she was there.

Only Sakura.

And she used to care about him so much, cried everyday because he wasn't there, regretted not saying at least goodbye to him, but now…

…she didn't know. When someone mentioned his name, she didn't blush anymore. She didn't look at the picture of him she took when she was stalking him everyday anymore. She didn't even get jealous and retort when Sakura said he still loves her anymore.

She had to face the fact that the handsome Uchiha didn't occupy her life anymore, and every single breath she made wasn't really for him. They were hers alone. She was paying attention now to other different aspects of her life.

Like her team, training, taking care of the flower shop, Shikamaru, and…

…

WHAT THE!

No, no, no! She said that last part incorrectly! Yeah, she did! Of course she did! She wasn't thinking!

But, now that she had remembered him, she had to admit that she did find the lazy Chuunin cute. With his pineapple hair, and his black eyes, the little smile of his, and how he walks with his arms crossed behind his head…

No, no, NO! Forget about that guy! He's only a friend! Just a friend! Just a cute friend who I kind of gave up on when I was little because he was too lazy to notice that I liked…

NO! Not that! Stupid voice in my head! Wait!

Okay, let's just rewind that and forget I ever said anything! Anything I feel about him is secret… maybe I'll tell you later…

So anyway…

Sasuke was pushed into a forgotten corner in her mind.

And she remembered that a wise, ancient saying quotes:

"Old habits fade, but true love doesn't."

That was true, wasn't it?

So why did Ino seem to stop loving him?

Was her love true in the first place?

Those were the questions.

The answers were pushed in front of her face, but she was blind. She refused to believe the honest and simple truth that lied hidden in her heart for the past fifteen years.

But now, as she thought about those realities that she so carelessly pushed aside, the past memories with him hit her like a bullet.

He had always rejected her.

Was there a single moment that he, with his own free will, had accepted her love?

Was there a single second that he smiled at her?

Was there even a single time that he considered her someone significant?

No.

And did Ino really care? Was she really heartbroken, up to now?

Surprisingly, the answer was no. Not really.

Startled with the real answer to the questions, Ino was left with one, painful reason that she knew she could never accept.

Had she, Yamanaka Ino…gotten over him?

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A blonde kunoichi sat behind the counter, daydreaming, when a girl with strange pink hair came in.

"Forehead-girl! Ohayo!" Ino waved from behind the counter in her family flower shop.

"Ohayo, Ino-pig." Sakura smiled in reply.

"Damn, forehead-girl, stop calling me that!"

"YOU stop calling me forehead-girl!"

"But that one's true!"

"Ino-pig's true too!"

"No it's not!"

"Yes it is!"

"Not!"

"Is!"

"NOT!"

"IS!"

"NOT!"

"IS!"

They glared at the other with extremely childish annoyance for a few seconds until Ino said something.

"Okay, okay, let's just stop this!" Ino cried in frustration.

"For God's sake and mine, SAKURA, onegai, let's just stop this before Otou-san finds us yelling and grounds me!"

Sakura sighed.

"Okay. Gomen, Ino-pig."

"ARGGGHHHHHHH!"

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A hellish scream reverberated throughout Konoha. Birds flew, and small rocks and stones quivered and shook.

The pieces on Shikamaru's shougi board shook too.

"What was that?" Chouji asked Shikamaru, who was looking intently at the board game, trying to figure out whether the move he was thinking of was good or not.

"Sounded like Ino," Shikamaru replied bluntly, moving one of the pieces. "Checkmate."

Chouji looked at the board, and finding out that Shikamaru was right, just shook his head. It was just what he expected.

He sighed.

"Not again."

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"Okay, what exactly did you want, Sakura-chan?" Ino asked, taking off her apron, after they both decided not to call each other names anymore.

Oh yes, old habits do fade.

"Nothing much. What we usually do. You know, ramen at Ichiraku. We haven't had a talk in a long, long time, you see?" Sakura replied, shrugging. "Or wherever you want to go. Anywhere's fine with me, as long as it's not Naruto's house."

"Oh, Ichiraku is fine with me. I'm a bit in the mood for ramen today. Let's just hope Naruto isn't there."

"Don't remind me."

Both kunoichis shivered, remembering the time Naruto "accidentally" spilled a full bowl of VERY hot ramen on both of their heads.

Their hair was very…soggy after that. Not to mention, tangled with noodles.

I'm not going to give you the details of what happened next. I don't think you want to know.

Let's just say there was a lot of blood and a stretcher, two humongous purple bruises on Naruto's face, and a girly shriek that sounded as if it came from the very depths of the underworld.

Okay, now let's go back to the story.

"Come on now, Ino-chan, let's go!" Sakura called.

"I'm coming, I'm just going to tell Otou-san that I'll be out for a while," Ino replied.

"Yeah."

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"You're going where?"

"Otou-san, I'll just be going to the Ichiraku ramen shop with Sakura-chan. Don't worry about it."

"Ichiraku? Okay, you can go." Her father said. "I'll be here, taking care of the flower shop. Don't hesitate to call me if you need me. And have fun!"

"Hai, Otou-san. Bye!"

Ino smiled and said goodbye before she went out of the entrance with a bubblegum-haired medic nin.

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At Ichiraku's ramen stand…

"Guess our wishes weren't granted," Sakura groaned as a certain loudmouthed blonde shinobi in an orange tracksuit waved hyperactively.

"Sakura-chan! Ino-san! Ohayo!" Naruto yelled, his mouth plastered with bits of ramen. Blech.

The kunoichis just looked at each other exasperatedly, then turned back to the Kyuubi boy.

"Ohayo, Naruto kun." They said simply and sat down.

"So, how many bowls of ramen do you ladies want?" the ramen storeowner asked.

"Two is fine with us."

"Then two it is. Please wait, just a minute," he said and turned to his assistant.

"Ne, Sakura-chan," Ino said, trying to start a conversation. They might as well talk while waiting, right?

"Sakura-chan? Isn't she forehead-girl to you, Ino-san?" Naruto said.

"Stop bugging us!" Sakura said. "Ino's talking to me, not you, okay?"

Naruto just stared for a while, put his empty bowl of ramen onto the growing pile beside him, shrugged, and ordered another bowl again.

"Another ramen please!"

"Coming!" the assistant replied.

"Okay, that took quite long…" Ino said, after the two best friends got their bowls of ramen.

Sakura just nodded in reply as she ate the noodles quietly.

"Yeah, he's such a dobe."

Naruto stared again, trying to inspect Tsunade's apprentice.

"What the? Only Sasuke calls me that!" Naruto yelled with his mouth full.

And yes, ramen chunks did fly all over the place, including Sakura's head. But Naruto still kept on shrieking.

"SASUKE! What have you done to my precious Sakura-chan!" was one of them.

And more and more incoherent words just flew out of his mouth.

Sakura, on the other hand, just blew up.

"FIRST OF ALL, DON'T CALL ME SAKURA-CHAN! SECONDLY, I'M NOT YOURS! THIRDLY, SLURPING YOUR RAMEN IS JUST GROSS! AND FINALLY, DON'T TALK ABOUT SASUKE!"

Everybody who was within the radius of twenty meters near her swore that their eardrums had popped.

"Ow, Sakura-chan, don't scream in my ear…" Naruto said, grasping his ears and holding them tightly as if that would help. Sakura's screams could go through ANYTHING.

"Let's just get AWAY from here! And Naruto, just don't call me Sakura-chan! Go bother Hinata or something!"

"What? Why Hinata?"

"Don't you get it? Oh Naruto, you are so dense," Ino shook her head. "Don't you see that Hinata--"

"Ino, let Naruto figure it out for himself. If it's love, they'll both know! Well, at least Hinata does." Sakura said, and pulled Ino away.

"What? Love? Hinata? Wait!"

Oh, you're too late.

Sakura and Ino had already left Naruto in his dense, dense confusion.

"Hi…Hinata?"

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The two were strolling down the same street that Chouji and Shikamaru had walked on the day before. Sakura had already cooled down.

"Sakura, don't tell me that you're still so affected by Sasuke!" the blonde kunoichi exclaimed, somewhat puzzled, after seeing Sakura still so very much angered by the simple utter of his name.

After all, she wasn't affected now, so she wasn't used to it anymore.

"What? You don't, Ino?"

"Sometimes I do, but not always. He doesn't affect me that much anymore, you know?" Ino shrugged nonchalantly. "I guess he's just a part of my life now. I think that…I've gotten over him."

"Oh…okay I guess." Sakura said quietly, looking down on the ground. She kind of felt weird that she didn't have a rival anymore. But that was her other personality.

Inner Sakura: HELL YEAH! One less girl to worry about getting MY Sasuke!

"Anyway, who's the new guy?" Sakura asked, snapping her head back to its rightful position.

"Huh? What new guy?"

"Oh, you know. Your new obsession." Sakura said, smiling sweetly.

Though, of course, her eyes were fox-like. You know what she's up to.

Ino stopped in her tracks, staring dumbly.

"New…obsession?"

Sakura just rolled her eyes. Maybe Ino was just as dense as Naruto too.

"Duh. What did I just say?"

"Uh…new obsession?" Ino said.

But actually, a certain pineapple-haired genius was on her mind. And she wasn't going to admit that. Not even to herself.

"Oh, forget about it."

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TBC…

Onegai means please.

Hai means yes.

Ohayo means hello.

Otou-san means Dad, Stepdad, Grandfather, etc. (thanks to the reviewer who gave me the info, Natsyourlord!)

Once again, to anyone who reads this, please leave me a comment or suggestion! I'm happy to know that you at least read this!

Also, I'm not sure if this chapter is nice! So leave a comment at least then I'll know!

Anyway, my update times aren't fixed so I can either update early or late! Usually, It will be in three to four days! But unless I'm on a vacation (when I have one I'll let you know), I won't let the updates get posted later than past a week! But I'll do my best to update on time!

Thank you very much, minna-san! (sorry for using so may exclamation marks! Hehehehehe…)