Title: Beetch, Lova, Brotha, Motha :D
Author: Muu
Fandom: Naruto
Rating: K+ (PG) Because of violence and the stupid-ass title --;
C2: PLEASE note or e-mail me before adding any of my stories to a C2. I'd like to know where my stories go.
Warnings: Violence? Sortof.
Pairing: NONE! Could be interpreted as InoSaku if you want, but that'd be... weird, considering exactly what this drabble is about. Oo;
Word Count: 255
Genre: General
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto D:
Summary: Yamanaka Ino is like a mother.
Author's Notes: This drabble was inspired by the song Bitch by Meredith Brooks (IT SUITS INO SO WELL, DONTCHA THINK?) so that's why the title has the words Bitch (Beetch) Lover (Lova) and Mother (motha). Brotha's just there because... I wanted it to rhyme? D: -shot-

Yamanaka Ino is like a mother. She nurtures, cares for, and loves everyone she knows the way a mother would love her children. And so, in a way, all of Ino's friends were her children (or so she said).

One of her children was Haruno Sakura. Sakura was Ino's first child, and she had cared for her deeply, even after the girl had declared that the two must be rivals. Ino had at first been shocked, then hurt, then just plain pissed. Sakura was not treating her with the respect a mother deserved. And so, she decided that she would take Sakura seriously, and hopefully beat some sense into her in the future (be it figuratively or literally).

Sadly for her, her child is extremely dense, despite being one of their class' smartest students, so at age 12, the two are still going at it with their silly rivalry. And yet, Ino cannot help but seethe as someone laughs at her poor daughter's forehead. And so against her better judgment-- she doesn't want Sakura to think she forgives her yet-- she always finds herself stomping over, fist held high as she prepares to give some poor bully the beating of their life. After all, she must punish all those who dare bully her kids. Because Yamanaka Ino is like a mother, and she loves her kids to death, even though they aren't even technically her children and pick petty fights with her over a boy. She still loves them regardless, and little things like that are easy to overlook if she tried hard enough.

A pretty simple drabble, and when I think about it, it could be SO. MUCH. BETTER. If only I could add s'more DETAIL. But, for some reason, I hate my LONG stories compared to my short stories, which i love muchos. Sometimes.

That is why I will never, ever be able to write a chaptered fic. Ever. Because it won't flow as nice as these short ones. Though, admittedly, this could have been better... OHWELL!

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Julie♥♥