InoxChou!

This would be my first InoxChou fic.

So again with the easiness, por favor?

I do not own Naruto.

Name: Chouji Akimichi

Age: 15

Reason for Tutoring: I don't need to be tutored! It's freaking ART! I just need to catch up!

"Sorry about the "tutoring", Chouji," Suzume-sensei apologized, giving her student an apologetic smile. "But that's how the system works."

Chouji shrugged.

"I hope your parents weren't to upset," Suzume-sensei said, looking up again.

"I didn't exactely tell them," Chouji admitted, sheepishly. Suzume laughed.

"Well, you're helper should be here any moment," she said, standing. "The assignment shouldn't take you to long. And you're teacher is a very skilled artist. Good luck, Chouji." Suzume-sensei waved once before vanishing out of the art room.

Chouji leaned back in his chair and took out his bag of potateo chips. He had missed lunch, trying to catch up on all his homework and assignments.

Stupid surgery, Chouji thought, as he munched. The said boy had gotten his appendix removed three weeks ago, and the surgery had had some negative effects on the boy. He had been forced to stay in the hospital a week longer than normal, and so, had fallen terrifyingly behind in school.

After catching up in all other subjects, Chouji came to the Art room, discovering that Suzume-sensei was unable to give him the assignments and explain to him how to do the project.

So, she assigned him a tutor.

Hey, maybe it'll be a hot girl! Naruto had suggested. Think of it like that, Chouji!

Chouji was almost done with his chips when the door suddenly flew open and a girl stumbled in. Chouji jumped from his seat in surprise, and turned to look at the girl.

His heart stopped.

It was Ino Yamanaka, one of the prettiest girls at KU. Except, she looked...different.

Her long, pale, blonde hair wasn't pulled back into its usual, neat and tidy ponytail. It was lose, with long, silky hairs fluttering in front of her face. Her makeup was smudged, too. Her lipgloss and rougue were smudged to one side, as if she had rubbed her face to hard. Mascara trickled from her eyes like black tears.

Tears.

She was crying.

"I-I-I'm s-s-sorry, Chouji," Ino hiccuped, rubbing her eyes again as she sat down.

Chouji frowned, quizzically.

"What's wrong, Ino?" he asked, concerned. Tentively, he placed a hand on her shoulder and silently willed her to stop crying.

"I...I just broke up with Sai," she confessed, looking up into his eyes with her own blue, teary ones. Chouji frowned again.

"Shouldn't he be crying, then?" he asked. Ino hiccuped a half smile.

"Oh, I don't even know why I'm crying!" she shrieked, suddenly, slamming her hands on the table. "It's stupid! I broke up with him and I am crying!"

Chouji gently rubbed her shoulder, as he had seen his father to do his mother whenever she was hysterically upset.

"I guess...it's because he and I have been together so long," she said, slowly. "And I just thought...I don't know...that we'd get married or something...but, he suddenly turned all cold and...emotionless. I felt like he didn't care for me anymore...and...Oh, I just thought he would at least say something when I broke up with him!"

Chouji swallowed.

"Sai doesn't deserve a girl like you," he said, slowly. "Sai's always been a bit of a jerk. I mean, I know Naruto can be stupid sometimes but did he have to insult him every chance he got? Sai's a jerk, Ino, and you shouldn't be with someone like that. You deserve someone who will take care of you and care about you and everyone else. You deserve someone...I dunno...kind, I guess."

Ino had stopped crying. She looked up into Chouji's eyes and smiled.

"Oh, Chouji, you are amazing!" she cried, throwing her arms around his neck and hugging him. "Thank you for cheering me up!"

Chouji smiled, patting her back as she hugged him again.

After Ino had finished crying and reapplied her makeup, she explained to Chouji the assignment. He had to draw a still object, get it approved by Ino, then paint in the colors.

Ino came out with a vase full of red and yellow roses. She smiled at Chouji, then set the vase down on the table in front of him. Chouji gulped, but picked up the paper and pencil needed to complete the assignment.

As he worked, Ino chattered on.

"Well, Sakura was there for me," she said, as she absently sketched something Chouji couldn't see. "She was right there, even while I was crying and I told her she was missing prime Sasuke-kun time but she just shook her head, smiled then said "Sasuke-kun doesn't need me, you do!" Isn't that sweet, Chouji-kun?"

Chouji jumped at his name. His pencil slipped, and a dark line appeared through the fifth rose.

"Chouji-kun? What happened?" Ino questioned, raising a delicate, blonde eyebrow.

Chouji looked at her, then loooked back at his drawing and began erasing the line.

"N-no one has ever called me "Chouji-kun" before," Chouji muttered, as he scrubbed away at the dark line. "It just surprised me."

Ino blinked, then smiled. "Do you want me to stop calling you Chouji-kun?" she asked, completely understanding.

Chouji finished erasing, then looked up.

"Um...no," he said, then hurriedly looked down at his drawing, a rosy glow blooming on his cheeks. Ino smiled.

"Okay, Chouji-kun," she said, then went back to her sketching.

Half an hour later, Ino approved Chouji's drawing and handed him the paints to color it. Chouji was a fairly quick painter, and breezed through the coloring with ease.

When he was done, Ino seemed to have finished her sketch.

"What do you think, Chouji-kun?" she asked, and lifted her sketchpad to show him.

Chouji gaped at the drawing.

Of himself.

He was bent over, a pencil in hand, his eyes screwed up in concentration. Ino had gotten every detail of him, from the strange birthmarks on his cheeks, to the chipped nail on his left forefinger.

"Wow," Chouji said. "That's amazing, Ino-chan!"

Ino beamed at him, then signed the sketch and dated it.

Chouji picked up his pencil, signed his own piece, dated it, then handed it to Ino.

"Your birthday is next week, right?" Chouji asked, as Ino took it and raised an eyebrow at him in question.

She nodded.

"Happy Birthday!" he said.

And then he kissed her.

Well, it was only supposed to be a kiss on the cheek, but she turned her head at the last possible second, and their lips collided. Chouji's eyes shot open as the taste of Ino's lipgloss hit his tongue. Ino's pretty blue eyes were closed, and she seemed to be smiling into the kiss.

She's happy, Chouji realized, and he closed his eyes to kiss her again.

Because Chouji and Ino are the CUTEST things on the planet!

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.::Honatetsu Kiyasha::.