I DO NOT OWN NARUTO
Sakura walked to Ino's house with a smug little grin on her face. She had consulted with Hinata and Naruto, and they had agreed with her that it was time to proceed with the second stage of the operation.
Go on a date someone else.
Getting Kiba to set a date for the following evening had been ridiculously easy. He practically panted at her, which she noted with well-hidden disgust. She didn't even have to flirt at all, she just asked him if he was ready to take her out, and he immediately jumped at the chance. She would have used Shino for the plan, but she didn't want to hurt his feelings. Kiba had the emotional depth of a flea, so she didn't feel too bad about using him. Well, she felt a little bad, but since she was sure that he only wanted to get her into bed, she wasn't too worried about it.
Currently, she was headed to Ino to get her expertise on dolling up for the date. She was one hundred percent certain that Itachi would be watching tonight, and she wanted to look good. Partly because she wanted to let him see what she looked like when she dressed up, and partly to make him jealous that she was out with another man looking beautiful. She hadn't let Ino in on the plan, because honestly, the girl couldn't resist the urge to gossip. All she told her when she called was that she needed the 'full service makeover', and Ino was totally on board. She had been begging Sakura for a long time to let her do it, but Sakura hadn't been interested enough in anyone to go for it.
Arriving at her destination, Sakura raised a hand to knock, but she was yanked into Ino's house before she her fist could connect with the door.
"Forehead! I am so-o-o excited! You won't regret this I promise!" Ino squealed shrilly. She pulled Sakura impatiently up the stairs and into her bedroom, where she had several outfits already laid out for the pinkette to pick from. Sakura looked them over with growing horror. Almost every single one showed the maximum amount of skin possible.
She sighed in relief when she saw that the last selection was semi-modest. It was beautiful, a deep ruby red velvet corset top with spaghetti straps and a laced up the front with a black satin ribbon that tied in a cute little bow at the top. The skirt that went with the top was a black velvet swing-style, one of Sakura's favorite styles because of how the skirts twirled gracefully around her legs. Ino had chosen black velvet three inch heels that would fasten around Sakura's ankles with a black satin ribbon that matched the corset.
The outfit was definitely seductive, but it covered a lot more than all the others she had to choose from. Ino smiled knowingly when Sakura indicated her choice.
"I had a feeling that was the one you would pick out, Forehead. It's your signature colors after all." She said archly. After Sakura put on the outfit, Ino pulled her over to her dressing table and made her sit down. She skillfully enhanced Sakura's eyes with a slightly smoky look, and colored her lips with a deep reddish tinted gloss. Satisfied that she had the pinkette's makeup perfect, she turned her attention to Sakura's glossy pink locks.
She used the curling iron to create loose curls all over her friend's hair, and then pulled up the top most layers in a loose bun that she decorated with a few artfully placed black velvet roses. When she finally let Sakura see herself, the pinkette was amazed. In the mirror, she saw a petite sexy woman. She twirled around once, and laughed joyfully, feeling completely feminine. Sakura hugged Ino enthusiastically.
"It's perfect Ino-pig! I am going to knock his socks off!" She said gleefully.
"Honey, you are going to knock off the socks off every single man that gets a good look at you tonight!" Ino threw her head back and laughed at the look of dismay that took over Sakura's face.