The day was a practical blur until she returned to art, her mind was consumed with ideas for her newest work. She worked on it until the class ended, the image in the mirror begun. Now that she had finally worked on it, her thoughts turned to Hinata. The quiet, pale skinned beauty that did not rise to any bait Ino offered, that said very little despite Ino's attempts at conversation. It was infuriating and enticing at the same time. She wanted to know more aobut her. If possible, she wanted to date her.

She sent a mass text to her friends, asking if they knew anything of her.
The replies varied from nothing to that she was quiet and brilliant, she had never dated anyone to their knowledge, and she didn't seem to really have friends that she sat with, she didn't seem to really talk to anyone.
All the more reason to seek her out. She sent another text, asking if anyone knew where she spent her time when she wasn't in class. Most replied that they didn't know, and a few replied in the library, so Ino went there, intent on finding the purple haired girl and getting something out of her.

She did not see her at the front near the computers, so she walked among the shelves.
At last, she saw her, sitting alone at one of the tables in the very back of the library, with some of the largest books, mostly references. She was bent over a few different books, comparing notes. She watched for a time, leaning against one of the shelves.

At last, patience nealy exhausted, she walked forward, taking a seat across from the girl. Her prescence was not acknowledged. Still she waited, at last, Hinata looked up at her with piercing lavender eyes.
"Yes Ino?" her voice was angelically sweet, yet tinged with annoyance.

"I wanted to ask you something," Ino began conversationally, leaning back in her chair, sitting crooked so that she had one arm around the top of the chair and her legs crossed in the middle of the walkway.

Hinata stared at her imploringly.

"Would you go out with me sometime?" Ino asked, with a glance in the girl's direction, eyes searching her face for any hint of reaction, she found none.

"Fine. Just let me know when and where." the girl stated, as if Ino asking her out was completely normal, she even slid a scrap of paper with her phone number in Ino's direction before going back to her books.
Ino sat there, incredulous. All she had to do, was ask. ASK!

Grumbling to herself, she grabbed the paper, stuffed it in her pocked, and angrily walked to her dorm flung the door open, the doorknob denting the wall, and she flopped facedown into her bed.

"You okay?" Kin asked, looking over at her roommate.

"Just fuckin' peachy," Ino growled.

"Uh..., I think I'll go see if Tay wants to hang...," Kin muttered, getting up and exiting the room, closing the door softly behind her.

Ino yelled into her pillow. Angry at herself, unable to believe that all she had to fucking do was ask Hinata out. That was all she had to do. Still grumbling, she flipped herself over, reaching into her pocket and withdrawing the paper. The numbers were written in the clear, elegant script that was Hinata's handwriting. She reached into her other pocket and withdrew her phone, typing in the numbers and saving it.

Then, she laid there, the reality sinking in, she had Hinata's number. The girl she wanted so badly, and she had her phone number. She didn't even know she had a phone! For a first date, she wanted to do something nice. She decided to text her, "This saturday night, at 8, come to the parking lot, I drive a black mustang."

"Ok."

Was the response, even so, Ino felt butterflies swirl in her stomach. She not only had her number, she had asked her out on a date.

- Saturday -

At long last, the day was upon them. And of course, Ino stressed about what she should wear. Surely not her usual clothing? Hmm..., well mostly normal, with the exception of the tank top, instead of her normal fish net, she would wear a plain black in the guys style. Dressed, hours before it was time. She was nervous to say the least.
Kin, unable to stand Ino's pacing, left hours before, to hang with Tayuya.

With effort, Ino made herself lay down and listen to some music to calm herself. Elegy by Leaves' Eyes began and she closed her eyes, drifting on the soft melody. She dozed off, heart pounding when she woke hours later, terrified she had missed her and Hinata's date time. She pulled out her phone, 7:50pm. She swore under her breath, launching to her feet, grabbing her keys and running out to the parking lot. She unlocked it and slid into the driver's seat, five minutes until time.

She took a few deep breathes, trying to slow her pounding heart. She was nearly calm until she saw Hinata.
Breath-taking, as usual, but more so. Her long, purple hair was straight, her bangs hanging in her eyes. She wore black skinny jeans and a blood-red hoody that zipped up.
After a moment, Hinata saw Ino, and walked over, opening the door and sliding in, buckling herself in.

Ino started the car. She was taking her to Godfather's Pizza, a simple place, with the best fucking pizza she had ever eaten. Not much was said on the drive, it was mostly silence. Hinata opting not to speak, and Ino too nervous despite her normally calm and in-control attitude. Something about Hinata set her off balance.

Only after they arrived and ordered their food did Hinata speak to Ino, "What is the purpose of this date?"

Ino stared at her. "To get to know you better, to... maybe go on another..."

Hinata nodded as if she expected such an answer.

"I mean, I like you a lot Hinata. I have liked you for a while," Ino said, going out on a limb, taking a chance, exposing her core, something she hadn't done since Tayuya.

"I suspected so for a while now," Hinata conceded, coolly examining her nails. "Why? I wondered, Ino, who has everything, interested in me, the loner who has nothing."

Ino stared at her, Hinata was so cold.

The pale girl continued, "She must want something, I thought, they always do. I waited for you to approach me, yet you never did. From afar, you would gaze at me, watching me. Ice blue eyes unreadable, except for the longing. Longing for what, I did not know. The day we were paired together in Psyche, I gained some insight, although I was unsure of whether or not to trust it, if it were simply and assignment or your true feelings. By your eagerness, I discerned twas your true feelings. I waited for you to ask me out, and now, here we are."

Ino still could not speak, she could hardly believe her ears.

"Still I wonder, what is it you wish of me?" pale lavender eyes locked with ice blue.

"I... I... I want to go out with you and perhaps, become your girlfriend," Ino stuttered, unable to believe Hinata was capable of such cold, calculatingness.

"To what end?" Hinata inquired.

"Perhaps, marriage, should we both wish it," Ino replied, bewildered.

"Interesting...," Hinata said softly, no more was said as their pizza arrived, and they ate and drove back in silence.

Ino had much to think about, completely taken by surprise, Hinata wasn't at all who she thought she was...