New chappie! You thought I'd never make it. Well I DID!

Disclaimer: IT'S NOT MINE! I SWEAR IT ISN'T MINE! NOW PLEASE, LEAVE ME ALONE!! (sobs) Ahem, I'm fine now.

0800 hours: Konoha Theatre

These are my friends,
See how they glisten.
See this one shine,
How he smiles in the light,
My friends,
My faithful friends...

Everyone watched as Ino sat before a delightfully demented-looking Gaara, looking at him in mock-adoration as he fingered chased-silver razors lovingly.

Speak to me, friend.
Whisper, I'll listen.
I know, I know
You've been locked out of sight
All these years!
Like me, my friend!
Well, I've come home
To find you waiting!
Home,
And we're together...
And we'll do wonders...
Won't we...?

Sakura stood in the wings, watching Ino as she reluctantly followed her blocking, fuming silently. Temari watched Sakura, worried.

You there, my friend, Gaara murmured.
I'm your friend too, Mr. Todd, Ino whispered.

Come, let me hold you. Gaara intoned, standing and flicking the razor open with a practiced gesture.

If you only knew, Mr. Todd, Ino chimed as she stood with him.

Now, with a sigh, Gaara said, slumping.
Ooh, Mr. Todd, Ino cooed.

You grow warm, Gaara whispered.
You're warm, Ino whispered.

In my hand...they sang together.

Sakura turned on her heel, storming off angrily. Temari, biting her lip, went after her.

"Sakura-chan, what's wrong?"

Sakura looked at the blonde. "Ino's pushing it! I mean, she doesn't even like him!"

Temari looked at her. She continued this for a few seconds.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about Gaara! Have you seen the way Ino looks at him?!"

Temari sighed. She sighed the way she sighed when Kankuro was acting particularly stupid.

"Sakura, she's SUPPOSED to look at him that way! It's in the script!"

Sakura's look of dawning comprehension was absolutely superb.

"You're right," she said, shaking her head, "I have no clue what I was thinking."

"I have an idea," replied Temari, "You were jealous."

"What?! I'm not jealous!"

Temari smirked. "You're mad that Ino spends more time with Gaara onstage than you. Admit it."

Sakura looked flustered. "No I'm not! You can't prove it!"

Temari snorted. "You realize that by freaking out, you're proving me right, right?"

Sakura huffed. "Whatever."

1000 hours: Konoha theatre, Lunch run

Sakura and Hinata sat eating onigiri, singing absentmindedly.

Green finch and linnet bird,
Nightingale, blackbird,
How is it you sing?

Sakura chimed beautifully as she sewed a tear in one of the chorus member's costumes. Hinata went next, laying out their lunch.

How can you jubilate,
Sitting in cages,
Never taking wing?
Outside the sky waits,
Beckoning, beckoning,
Just beyond the bars.

Sakura smiled at Hinata's sweet voice, and joined in.

How can you remain,
Staring at the rain,
Maddened by the stars?
How is it you sing
Anything?
How is it you sing?
My cage has many rooms,
Damask and dark.
Nothing there sings,
Not even my lark.

In the wings, both girls were being watched. Gaara gazed upon Sakura as Naruto blushed at Hinata's voice.

Larks never will, you know, when they're captive, Hinata reasoned, in her calm little voice.

Teach me to be more adaptive, Sakura pleaded.

Green finch and linnet bird, nightingale, blackbird, both girls rang out in clear tones.

Teach me how to sing, Hinata whispered.

If I cannot fly, Sakura murmured, Let me sing.

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