"You have a choice forehead, either stay with that bastard Sasuke and let him abuse you, or you can stay with me." The young Haruno was her addict and Ino Yamanaka was slowly becoming addicted.

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Addicted

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Sunday Mornings

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"What are you doing in the bathroom crying Saki?"

"Go away Ino, you got what you wanted! I and Sasuke are through!"

"Yes that's what I wanted but I didn't know you would end up crying. If I had known that I would've let you have him."

"I'm not crying over our relationship in general; just the simple fact that after all these years he remembered our Anniversary on the same day I break up with him."

The sound of the latch being undone filled the silence before Sakura threw open the stall door and rushed into Ino's outstretched arms.

She clutched onto the material of her lovers shirt as she cried, the silver tennis bracelet dangling from her slim wrist.

Ino tried to soothe her, caressing her lower back as she held her closer to herself.

"It's alright now Saki-chan, I'm here. I'll always be here."

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"Mwee wee aloo!"

"I can't understand you Ino-chan; if you would remove your face from that damn pillow I would be able to understand you better."

"No!"

"You are acting really impossible right now, do you know that Ino-chan?" Sakura held herself up onto her elbows, her drowsy lids drooping as she tried to focus on the blonde woman occupying the other half of her small futon. She blinked a few times to adjust her eye sight as her fingers entwined themselves into her lover's sea of blonde locks.

Bringing a long strand to her lips, she inhaled her lover's perfect scent as her heart began pounding. The sunlight peeking beneath the poorly drawn drapes danced over her nude body, her right eye shutting from the impact of the suns bright rays.

Sunday mornings.

Sakura could somehow despise and lust Sunday mornings. She got a thrill of Sunday mornings because that was the only time her and Ino could really be together with the annoyance of her blonde mistress's odd jobs. Ever since Ino had been hired at the Ichiraku Ramen Bar, it had constantly put a strain on their crumbling relationship.

But on Saturday nights, they would patch things up by at least two rounds of good sex and be refreshed by Sunday morning. The other refreshing thing about Sunday mornings was because Ino decided to attend an University closer to her cherry blossom on a Sunday. It excited Sakura the first time that Ino invited her to her dorm where they ended up doing a bit more that they had planned to.( Ino taking her against the computer desktop in her room.)

It had been her first experience of having sex in a college dorm and just the thought of it brought a thrill to Sakura once more as she ran her hand over her lover's slightly covered derrriere. Ino jolted from the feathered touch, her head rising from the pillow that she was previously held captive in. Her bangs were ruffled as of sheets that were hanging from her lower half limply.

"I'm acting impossible, you're the one that wants to come up to my dorm at three in the morning just for lonely sex and wake me from my sleep! I have tests I have yet to study for and you want to just dattle around all day!"

"Dattle around, since when was are sexual fustration dattling?"

"Since I said so, now could you move less and let me sleep more?"

Ino's face lowered back into the soft prison of her pillows as her arms stretched out as wide as they could over the futon, her elbow brushing her cherry blossoms breast. Sakura face flushed from the contact, her soft mound hardening under her lover's arm. How could just a simple touch from her sleeping girlfriend induce this much pleasure?

"Hey, Ino-chan?"

"What is it now?"

"Could you move your hand…right here?" Ino twisted her body so her face wasn't pushed into the pillow as her arm moved. She blinked as her vision cleared, trying to make out where her lover was pointing at. Not being able to figure it out, she moved her arm from her lover's nude body altogether, coiling it beneath herself.

Sakura whimpered, her lower lip quivering as she clutched her hands to her exposed breasts, her green eyes glancing down to Ino as if waiting for the woman to give her her full attention. Ino swiftly turned the other direction, her bare back facing her cherry blossom.

"Ino-chan!"

"What is it Sakura, I can't read your mind! You have to tell me where you want me to put my hand or I just won't comply."

"You're such a mean baka."

"I am not a mean baka, you're the mean one! You woke me up at five in the morning for pretend classes!"

"Which I apologized for!"

"Fine, whatever."

Sakura began pouting once more, lifting herself into a sitting position as she crossed her arms over her well-developed breasts. Her bottom lip poked out cutely as she snapped her eyes shut, her chin held high in defiance. Her back rested against the head board as she huffed. Why was Ino so ticked off today, it wasn't as if her period started or anything…right?

One eye peered over to her lover's snoozing form, inspecting for any signs of discomfort. She might have been considering she abruptly yanked her underwear back on right after they were finished having sex. There wasn't any taste of iron lingering along her tongue so Ino couldn't have been on her period!

Sakura snatched the sheets up, her brow rising in surprise at how delectable her lover's tushy looked in the dimly lit room. But better yet something else caught her attention; a small, crimson pool beginning to form just beneath her lover's bottom.

She also noted that just where her lover's legs met was soaked in the same dark liquid.

"Oh fuck."

"Shut it Sakura."

"No, you're menstruating on the bed Ino-chan and it's soaked through the sheets."

"What?!"

Ino rose from the bed abruptly, her soaked panties leaving behind a foul scent as she hastily made her way towards the restroom. Sakura just sat there, a stupid look captivating her face as her eyes chased her lover's backside. The red liquid patterning her lover's tushy enticed her, she noted as she watched Ino swish out of eye sight.

"Jesus Sakura, you could've told me sooner that I was bleeding!"

"I didn't know until the very minute I told you!"

"Yeah, I bet you didn't tell me because you wanted me to suffer!"

"I'll make it up to you; I'll take you out for Curry. It'll be our first real date!"

Sakura held her hands to her heated face as she rocked back and forth, loving the simple thought of being able to hold her blonde girlfriend's hand in public. Just the thought of being smitten with Ino in public for the first time ignited a fire within her core.

"A date, can you even afford that without a job?"

"I can afford anything that has the word 'cheap' written on it!"

"Whatever Sakura, I'll just wash up and get ready. In the meantime, you should get dressed also if you want to take me out."

"Fine Ino-chan!"

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"Must you be so clingy Sakura?"

"Yes I do Ino-chan, what if some cute guy steals you away?"

Sakura grasped onto her lover's hand tightly as they maneuvered through the thin crowd flaking the sidewalk. Ino tried desperately to remain calm even though her cherry blossom was grasping onto her hand as if it were a life-line. She also tried to remain stotic throughout the leering glances men passed over Sakura.

It wasn't as if she wasn't used to Sakura gaining attention wherever she went with those school-girl min-skirts and cleavage baring tops, but now that Sakura and her was pursuing a relationship it felt as if she were competing against the men just for a chance to touch her cherry blossom.

"What kind of Curry do you want?"

"Hmm let me see," They had already arrived at the restaurant and were already seated; now they were gazing into the menus and waiting for their waiter to arrive. Sakura held a finger to her lips as she inspected the menu, glance down at each kind of Curry they had.

"I think I'll have the Ground Beef Curry."

"I'll have the same then."

"Really?! You're going to order the same thing as I am Ino?"

Ino nodded heartily, her chin resting in the palm of her hand as her gaze lingered over the other couples seated casually around them. She couldn't pin-point the reason why but ever since her and Sakura had become a steady couple, Sakura had been becoming more and more of a basket case and troublesome to deal with.

It was as if her self control switch flicked off as soon as Ino claimed her as her own.

"Would you please be less energetic and more into your food?"

"Why won't you let me feed you Ino-chan?"

"Because I can feed myself."

"Would you like to feed me?"

"At the moment no I would not."

"You're such a spoil sport."

Once they were finished with their meals they headed out, leaving a healthy tip for the cute waiter that was obviously hitting on them both the entire time.

But somehow it didn't faze Ino how much the man had become infatuated with both her and Sakura. He had even pledged his undying love for them both before they left.

"I could never choose between you and your companion because you both are divine in my eyes."

He was a bit shy with how he expressed himself but all in all he won the hearts of both Ino and Sakura. She embraced her cherry blossoms middle as they headed back towards her dorm, the shy waiter still on her mind. Sakura's birthday was coming up; maybe she could give her that waiter guy as a present.

(Sakura still gets weak to her knees at the sight of a cock.) Maybe they could interpret a lust filled threesome. Maybe he could fulfill both their sexual frustrations.

Maybe he could be their toy.

Sunday mornings, god they both loved Sunday mornings.

I updated both Here we go again and this story because they both are my favorite stories to write but I didn't have any idea what I was going to write about so I just didn't update the stories for a while and with college and all I really had no time.

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