An: Well... It makes sense to me.
"No."
Pain.
There was pain.
Horrible, hot, hot, hot pain surging through her veins and pumping into her heart to settle there in complete peace and satisfaction. If she peaked in she could see it curling up around the makings of her heart, around everything that made her her, curling up and lying there in a haze of flashed grins full of teeth, grey eyes full of distant promises.
Pain.
And she couldn't move.
"You can't run anymore Ino." He said and for the first time in her life she hated him from the bottom of everything she was. Hate - it came unbidden from the forgotten corners of her troubled mind, it sneaked out, slowly, bit by bit underneath her bones and she felt it move. Move agonizingly slow, crawling into a direction she could not return from afterwards.
"Do you hear me?" He said.
She closed her eyes. Yes, I hear you, she answered back in her imaginary mind, and in reality she bit her tongue and then her lips just to stop herself from talking. But I wish I never heard you in the first place.
Daring to raise her eyes in his direction she caught a glimpse of his dark hair and the sight alone almost made her retch. Something in her stomach churned and twisted, as if someone's hand grabbed and then pulled with brutal force and tried to pry it off and from her body. Bile rose up in her mouth and her throat narrowed like walls closing in and she lost her breath.
"Ino. You can't run anymore. Not from this."
She tried to neglect him and his accusing words, his nicely shaped eyebrows that were now pulled down in a deep frown of anger and frustration. She tried to turn away again, and stilled immediately after realizing that she couldn't - her muscles screaming at her to not try it again. But she treasured her freedom and she wanted it back. Back, back, back.
"I'll say it again, and again until it gets to your pretty head that it is true." He threatened and her mouth moved on their own.
"No!" She half screamed, half pleaded, her feverish eyes turning up and to the side to look at him, and suddenly she was drenched in sweat. No. She can't. No. He wouldn't.. Panic rose in her, building it's setting up and up and acid in her stomach burned her alive. "No." She repeated, in a low whisper with her eyes misting.
"Always so stubborn." He replied and moved closer, together with her. His hand was inches away from her face, and her own was twitching in emotion she didn't dare name. "Please." She tried, panic, hate, anger, and dread mixing in her brain and in her heart into a dangerous potion called 'yielding'.
Or letting go.
She wasn't sure which expression she despised more, because he was now dangerously close, his lips only a breath away from hers and she willed herself not to break when she heard him speak again. "I love you."
It came to her in waves, like the morning mist rolls in the town at dawn and felt her resolve tremble. "No." She said again, before his lips claimed her in a loving caress and her world exploded. Something inside snapped in half and suddenly she could move again, her first thought - Run.
But he was already pulling away, a slight, knowing grin on his handsome face. "Yes." He answered to all her 'No's' and Ino was suddenly shaking in recognition of what has come to pass. "Yes." She pushed the word through her mouth and everything in her settled back in place. Her heart slowed down and her mind rested for one glorious minute of revelation.
"Yes, Shika. Yes." She repeated to him, to herself and to the world and finally gave in.