A/N- Out of a request from fan that asked i finished by the end of the weekend. Yes, this is for you. Thank you for reviewing

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Soundtrack of this Chapter? -

Gregory and the Hawk - "Stone wall/ Stone fence" & "A wish"

Thomas Tantrum - "Sleep"

Hardest thing I ever wrote?-

A slow love scene. It's harder than it looks and it's not even that long! Smh.

DISCLAIMER - I do not own Naruto

I don't remember if I slammed the door when I left the house. I couldn't remember if I left my cell phone as I stormed to my car. And I could hardly remember the conversation that I had with Ino as I slid into my car and revved it up. My mind was still white hot from anger, my emotions were raging inside of me, and my heart was pounding inside of my chest as I pulled out of my drive way and sped down the neighborhood streets.

Everything right now was happening out of pure instinct, the rage making all the moves for me because I wasn't able to think. I was making turns to Sasuke's house unconsciously, I was pressing on the gas mechanically, and I was stopping at stop signs automatically because of the years I've been driving.

I didn't know what I was going to say when I got there.

I didn't know how I would be able to explain my rage when I saw him face to face.

I didn't even know if I would be able to stop myself from kicking him in the balls if the chance appeared.

Stop.

I no longer cared about my friendship with him. I no longer loved the brotherly gentleness he gave off. Everything he was to me 30 minutes ago had left me completely. He was a stranger, someone who vaguely resembled Sasuke, but still a stranger.

Ino. You need to go to Ino first.

I needed to get this rage out. It was too vast to keep inside. To enormous to just let it sit there.

Ino is more important!

The thought was distantly true, but I couldn't grasp the idea. It was too far away. I was still consumed by anger.

She needs you!

Sasuke needed to face me. Sasuke needed to realize his mistake here and now. He needed to know that I was done talking to him, that I was done trusting him, that he can go to hell for all I care.

She's crying for you.

I screeched to a stop in the middle of the street. It was dead, crickets were singing, and the moon was in the sky. I don't know what made me stop, I don't know how I managed to contain my deathly thoughts, but everything suddenly disappeared. The white hot rage, the flaming emotions, even the deathly kick to Sasuke's groin.

Ino's crying face took over everything. It floated and lingered in my mind. Her small sobs and soft sniffs broke me down to my senses.

Sasuke wasn't the one who needed to see me right now…

It was Ino.

Exactly…

I sat there for a moment, and the idea slowly took over my mind.

Without thinking any further, I turned around and headed towards her house.

X

I pulled to a stop at Ino's house. It was late, 9:50 now, and her mom still wasn't home. That was one thing about Ino, she was almost always alone at home, her mom always on business or at some meeting. With a sigh, I turned off my engine and wearily looked down at my lap. I didn't know what I was here, what I was going to say, how I was going to explain myself, or how I was possibly going to stop her from crying. She was probably bawling by now, snuggling up to Kenji and sobbing her heart out.

How will she ever talk to me again.

She'll be happy to see you.

I doubt it, I think with a sigh, She hung up right after she said Sasuke told her. Right after I froze and couldn't think of something to say.

And she's been waiting for you to call her back… If anything she's crying more because you haven't contacted her yet.

That could be true…

She needs you…

That's right. She did. Who else was suppose to pick up the pieces? Who else was suppose to make her feel better? I was the only one in the world that could stop her from crying. But…that couldn't happen without little bit more pain.

Because you aren't going to lie.

No. I thought firmly, the mind set already fueling me, She deserves the truth. I thought she couldn't figure out or fix her mistakes as if she were stupid, and that was my fault. If I fucked up, if I was wrong, she deserves my sincere apology.

With sudden motivation I hoped out my car and jogged to her steps. Nervously, I ran my hand through my hair, and stared at the door. My thoughts were still jumbled, I still had no plan, and my stomach was starting to flip from nervousness. How could I fix this? How could I make everything better?

Hurry up. Knock on the door.

My chest felt tights as I continued to look at the deep purple door with the golden knob. A cleansing sigh escaped my lips before I brought my arm up in a jumpy motion and knocked on the door an in awkward pattern.

It took a moment for Ino to open the door. When she did, she opened it slowly, the creaking taking up my senses, that was until I saw her fully. Her hair wasn't done, her eyes were puffed and red, and she was wearing an old hoodie that was blue and took up half her body, so I honestly couldn't tell if she was wearing any shorts of any sort. She seemed not to try to hide her condition when she opened the door, like she didn't care that she looked completely miserable. Usually she'd try tried to hide it. Tried to squeak away the croaking of her sore throat and blink away the wet tears.

Maybe she thought her mother came home early?

That made sense, because when she saw it was me she quickly wiped her eyes and cleared her throat, before croaking out, "Hey."

I gave her a sympathetic smile, "Hey." I mumbled. It was hard to look her in the face, so I settled for looking at her feet.

She continued to clear her throat, and wiped the corners of her eyes again, "Did you leave something here?"

I crossed my arms as I mussed, "Just my wonderful girlfriend." I drawled, looking at my feet now, "You might know her, she's teary eyed right now, and usually a sniffling monster when she's crying. But beautiful all the same."

"No one here by that description." She said in a small voice, already pulling back to close the door.

I tried not to panic as I continued, "And, usually, when she's teary eyed and sniffling she waits for her best friend to come and fix her up, because her best friends the only person in the world who can make her feel better." She paused at that, so I took my opportunity to step closer, right in front of the door to where she couldn't close it, "You sure you haven't seen her?"

"I know of her," She said with a sigh and another step back, her eyes staring at the wall to her right, "But I'm sure she doesn't have a girlfriend."

I frowned at that as I took my palm and placed it flat against the door, pushing it open slowly, "Don't be like that Ino."

"Like what?" She asked in monotone as she turned around, I could hardly detect the challenge in her voice. Without another word, she headed upstairs, leaving me by the door staring after her.

I was still frowning as I stood and watched her, stuck at my spot.

Go after her!

Jumping slightly, I quickly closed the door and ran up the stairs, taking them two at a time. When I reached the top I caught her just as she was walking into her room. Quickly, I walked in right behind her.

The house was quiet, and the silence was ear pounding. The only sound that did come was from Ino's slight sniffles, and those were more heart breaking than ear pounding. My shoes slowly thudded on their wooden floor, which reminded me to take them off. As I bent down to put them in a corner, Ino's voice stopped me in mid motion, "Don't. You aren't staying long."

I frowned and looked up at her from my bent position, "You don't want me to stay?"

"No. I'm not a child I can handle being here by myself." She snapped, emotion finally taking away her monotone.

I frowned, but took them off anyway. When I stood up straight, she wasn't facing me anymore. She had turned around on the bed and sat crisscrossed staring at the wall. With a sigh, that sounded too noisy because of the quiet room, I slowly walked up behind her, and with my back turned to her as well, I sat down at the edge of the bed. My hands came together as I leaned forward, my elbows on my knees as I twirled my thumbs constantly. My heart was still slightly fast, my breath was awkward and uneven because I was too aware of the sound, and my stomach was still doing small flips as I stared at Ino's mirror in the room.

I don't know why the simple task of speaking to Ino seemed so impossible, but every moment I thought about opening my lips, the wet inside would get thick and my tongue would feel sloth like and too heavy, like someone shoved chunky peanut butter into my mouth. And with all the emotions fighting inside of me, it was hard to figure out where to start. I was too nervous to be useful right now, to fix such this situation, so I couldn't possibly think about convincing her how sorry I was. Couldn't possibly think about smoothing things over with us.

So I sat there, in silence, staring at the mirror with nothing to say. I felt like an idiot, I was starting to regret coming, and I was suddenly wishing I was back home, sitting in my room and thinking this whole thing over.

"Why are you here?" Ino asked, becoming tired of my silence.

I nervously shifted, and my eyes darted to the ground, "I don't know…" I mumbled pathetically.

"You don't know?" Ino snapped quickly, and I could feel her anger, "What was the point of coming here if you didn't know why!"

I nervously twirled my thumbs faster, "I just didn't think this over." I started, trying to explain myself.

"If that's the case, then leave. And come back tomorrow when you've figured everything out." She replied in irritation as she shifted on the bed.

I frowned slightly, and lowered my head as I stared at my shoes, "I wanted to say sorry."

"Well don't. Because I honestly don't want to hear it." She answered.

I stopped, my heart pounding as I tried to think about how to continue.

Your sorry.

But that wasn't going to help. She didn't want my apology.

She wants you to try harder.

But I didn't want to try and be rejected just based on the theory that she might want me to try harder.

You rejected her in her most desperate moments… Like when she said she loved you.

My heart suddenly stopped and I shoved the thought out of my mind. I didn't like thinking about it, it made me feel stupid and I regretted over reacting.

Try harder.

I truly didn't want her to reject me. To tell me to go home when she finally had enough of me. I didn't think I could survive the night if I did have to leave without everything being ok. So, the more comfortable solution was to continue sitting here with my mouth shut.

Do it. She deserves that much.

"I really did think that you couldn't figure things out, or solve the problems I had with you." I practically shouted out as I forced myself to continue.

"Leave Sakura!" She yelled. I felt her turn around on the bed, "I don't want to talk to you!"

"I don't know why, but I thought that I would always have to solve things." I continued to rush out, my eyes nervously staring at my feet.

"I said leave!" She was pushing on my back, forcing me off the bed. I stood up and turned, looking at her with apologetic eyes, "For some reason I thought that I had to take care of you, I had to be the one who had to fix us everytime."

"Why!" She shouted her question, "Why, when I try to solve things all the time!"

My eyes fell to her bed.

Look her in the eyes! She needs to know your sincere.

I snapped my gaze back to her eyes, which were puffed and angry, I struggled to continue, "Because I thought you weren't strong enough to handle it. I thought you didn't understand enough to begin thinking of a way to make things better."

"Because I'm stupid? Right?" She continued to shout, raising off the bed now, "Because I couldn't possibly-"

"Because I have always been taking care of you, and making sure you were all right." Cutting her off to avoid her becoming more angry, "Because when we were best friends you were always the fragile one. The one who cried and asked me to pick up the pieces."

"We were young! I'm-"

"I know Ino. I know. I don't know why I was stupid and thought you weren't strong enough to handle it, but I did!" I ran my hand through my hair.

"It hurt!" She cried out, tears swelling up in her eyes now, "It hurt to hear Sasuke tell me how stupid you thought I was."

I nodded, "I know…" I mumbled.

"It really hurt knowing you thought I was some type of idiot!" She continued, wiping her eyes, no longer glaring at me. She looked broken, as she looked down at wiped her eyes again.

"I know." I said louder this time, taking a step towards her, "I'm sorry."

"I don't want your apology." She said, but the fight in her was gone.

I took another step towards her, grabbing her wrist and softly tugging her towards me. She half resisted, "I still want to explain to you how sorry I am." She shook her head, even as she slowly came closer to me, her fist still wiping her eye as I pulled her along, "Yamanaka Ino, I am so sorry for making you cry." I mumbled, my arms going around her waist, "I'm sorry for tearing you to pieces, when I'm the one who is suppose to pick them up." I continued, and as she put her fist down I carefully pressed my forehead against hers, "And I want to ask you a question."

She avoided my eyes by closing them, but nodded as she sniffed.

I took my palm and placed it on her cheek, softly wiping the tear streak away, "I was wondering if you could find it somewhere in your heart to forgive this unbelievable, stupid, brainless, girl in front of you right now. She's deeply, truly, sincerely sorry."

It was a full thirty seconds until I received her answer, which was just two small nods. My smile was small, my nervousness was gone, and my brain finally felt clear. I leaned forward and gave her a soft, gentle, kiss. It was only one, and my lips lingered on hers for a second or two, but as I pulled away she wrapped her arms around my neck and pressed her forehead against my shoulder, rubbing her eyes and nose against my shirt.

I don't know how long it was, but we stood like that for awhile.

That was until I came to my senses and slowly picked her up to where her legs were wrapped around my waist. Her bed was only steps away, so I gently laid her down before carefully climbing on top, hovering over her. My knee was between her legs, - she wasn't wearing shorts- , my other resting against her outside thigh, and my hands were placed right next to her head. She looked up at me, her eyes not carrying hate and anger anymore, but I could still see the hurt there. Even so, she smiled slightly and whispered softly, "I'm glad you came."

I leaned down, staring straight into her eyes as I did so, before breaking contact and allowing my lips to kiss a still wet streak on her cheek. I pulled away slowly, my eyes still on hers, "Your still hurt." I mumble.

"I forgive you." Was all she said back, a small smile still on her face.

"But your still hurt." I press. When she didn't answer, I leaned down and kissed her other cheek tenderly. Trying to erase it from my sight, so I could possibly lie and pretend I didn't make her cry. That I didn't break her down.

"It's ok, Sakura." Ino murmured, her arm raising and resting on my cheek as she spoke, "It doesn't matter."

I shook my head, leaning down and laying my forehead against hers, "It does. I don't ever want to hurt you."

"I know." She muttered, looking me in my eyes, "But it's ok."

"Let me take the hurt away." I say, feeling desperate to fix everything. To take her pain away. To erase the past for her as well. Burry it some how, somewhere distant and dark to where it's almost forgettable.

Her hand ran further back, running against the back of my neck before sliding her fingers into my hair, scratching my scalp softly, "Don't worry about it Sakura. Don't beat yourself up over something so stupid."

"Please." I begged softly. This wasn't stupid, this was important. I wanted her to know I was serious, that I don't just hurt her because I can. I hurt her on accident, I hurt her blindly, I don't do it on purpose just to see her cry and get angry.

"Alright." She gave in, giving me a tiny smile, "Take my hurt away."

I looked at her for moment, looking in her eyes so she could know exactly how I felt. Exactly how sorry I was to make her cry. And to know that I was going to do everything in my power to take all her pain away, I was going to do everything I could to burry the all of this. So, moving very slowly, I lowered my head, moving past her cheek and her jaw, before pressing my lips against her neck. I kissed her skin with slight force, letting my lips brand her after each, moving down bit by bit. She shifted her head slightly, granting me more access, as I continued my loving assault.

"Each kiss is for how sorry I am." I whispered to her, but I wasn't sure she heard me. I continued down ward, and out of curiosity, I let my tongue flick lightly against her skin just to taste her. I breathed in the smell of her hair, which smelled like the lavender shampoo she used tonight, and shifted my whole body downward, not planning on stopping until I kissed every inch of her body.

My hand smoothly went to her waist, and I ran my fingers up, the hoodie bunching up and exposing her stomach as I did. I let my finger nails glide against her skin as I continued to move my hand. I nipped at her collar bone as I took my other hand I slid it up her stomach also. Then, I sat up, moving to take off her hoodie. She lifted up her arms to help as I pulled it over her head and tossed it on the side of her bed. I took my time staring at her body as she laid there, nervously avoiding my eyes. Her flat stomach, skinny arms, and beautiful breast. Her hair was tangled underneath her, her crystal blue eyes glowed in the dark, and skin looked like it was giving off a continuous soft light.

I whispered as I leaned back down, "Your beautiful, you know that?" If she didn't, I would reassure her. If she had doubt about her body, I would make it go away. Tonight was for her. Tonight was to let her now how much I needed her, to let her know that I was stupid and I couldn't survive without her being by my side.

I kissed the middle of her chest, dragging my lips down as I continued, "Your stunning, and I don't ever want to lose you." I nipped at the side of her breast that wasn't covered by her bra. She arched her back slightly, he breathing starting to get uneven, "You'll never lose me." She breathed. But I wanted to be sure. I wanted to forever be seared into her mind, printed on her body. I wanted to forever be the only one she thought about, even if we didn't last. I needed her to only think of me. I continued down to her stomach, nipping at her skin lightly once before running my nose down till I reached her belly button.

Grazing my teeth at the top of it, I let my tongue dip inside as I ran my hands up her stomach until it was cupping her breast. I gave it a squeeze as I dipped my tongue in again, "I'm so sorry." I mumbled.

"It's ok." She moaned out softly, her hand squeezing my shoulder, edging me lower.

I slid her bra off one of breast and pinched her nipple, letting my other hand glide down her outer side, "It's not ok." I argued quietly.

She squeezed my shoulder harder, "Yes it is." She sounded breathless. I glanced up at her see her chest rising up and down. Pinching her nipple a little harder and twisting it between my fingers, I showed my disagreement. Nothing about making her cry was ok. Nothing about her being in tears was alright. I hurt her, like I always did, and I was starting to get tired of it. If I was going to be the one in her life, if I was going to be different from all the other guys, I needed to stop hurting her. I needed to make her happy.

I brought my hand back up her thigh and hooked her stringy panties and started to pull them down slowly. I watched as I exposed more and more of her core, which was radiating with heat. I could feel the comforting warmth from where my face was. I leaned down and kissed her hip, pulling her panties lower and lower.

Soon, they ended on the floor, and I had a full view of what was mine. Something I, only me, had the privilege of seeing. I kissed the bare part of where she shaved, sucking slightly as I moved downward. A lot of guys must have did this to her, a lot of guys must have seen this part of her. But how many did this out of love? Did this out of apology? Did this for her pleasure, because they liked pleasing her and not because they were hoping to get lucky.

I will always be the first of that. I am the only one who has given her the experience of making love, not just having sex.

Taking the little bud that hid between her folds into my lips, I sucked gently. Ino's moan was quiet and begging. She arched slightly and the grip on my shoulder became tighter. Reaching for her other breast with the one hand, I slipped of the bra off and squeezed it lightly as my other hand slowly propped her leg up. With another careful suck, and another gentle moan from her, I pushed her leg slightly to gain more access. With my tongue fully out now, I bent down and slid it between her loving lips. She jerked at the first touch of my slick wet muscle, and wiggled underneath me as I slowly slid it upward, making sure to hit her sensitive bud before moving and doing my assault again. Each time earned me a moan and a deeper nail into my shoulder. I also had the pleasure of tasting her wetness as it slowly leaked out. Taking my fingers, I opened her folds and saw the soft pink inside and the key to her pleasure. Licking my finger pointer finger, I pressed the very tip inside of her, careful not to go too fast.

She jerked at the entrance, and groaned slightly louder as I fully fit my finger inside. Tenderly, I worked my finger inside of her, twisting it, making sure her walls got used to the intrusion, before I started to move it in and out slowly. Her walls pressed against my fingers from all sides, her wetness soaking it and making it slick. Soon, my finger was moving without any resistance.

Ino laid there, tossing her head back and forth occasionally and gripping the sheets for support. I looked up at her, then kissed the inside of her thigh as I worked, "Can you handle two?"

It took her a moment to answer, but I was patient and continued my work. I nipped her down her thigh and let my hand rub the outside comfortingly. She finally nodded, and I slowly stopped my finger work to hear what she had to say, "Yes, I think so." She whispered, her voice hitching slightly.

"I'll be gentle." I assured her with another kiss on her thigh. Rubbing her waist with my hand, I pulled my finger and looked at it curiously, looking at the wetness that covered it. Taking a small lick of it, and coming to the agreement that it was salty and a tad tart, I put both fingers in my mouth to lubricate it. As soon as I thought it was enough, I took them out and swallowed the Ino flavored spit in my mouth. Carefully, I brought my fingers back towards her entrance and pressed them against it gently.

She jumped slightly again, but otherwise held still and waited. I put more pressure on the entrance, and she took them in slowly. I felt Ino tense under me, and noticed her toes curled as I continued to slowly work myself in. I leaned down and sucked her pleasure bud, hoping to take away the uncomfortable pain. She groaned slightly, but her toes still stayed curled and her body still stayed tense. Closing my eyes, I continued to work them in slowly, wishing I could hurry so she didn't have to deal with the discomfort. Soon enough, my fingers were fully in, and I let them adjust inside of her. I twisted them slightly, but stopped when Ino's body winced in pain.

So I kept still and waited.

"I think you can…move them now." Ino said after two minutes, speaking past the slight pain.

"Are you sure? You don't have to rush." I assure her, kissing her thigh "I can wait all night."

I looked up to see her giving me a small smile, "I'm sure."

Turning my attention back to her entrance, I started to move my fingers in and out. She stayed very still, her whole body rigid, as I worked them, so I leaned down and sucked on her lonely bud to add some comfort. Slowly, very slowly, her body slowly melt away from her frozen state and loosened, finally enjoying the feeling. I continued to suck gently, licking occasionally, as I moved my arm at a steady pace.

I enjoyed the symphony of her moans, the soundtrack of her pleasures, as I tried to make her experience an unforgettable one. Her moans slowly became louder, and whines became more begging, and her hips were starting to move at the same pace as my fingers. Still moving my fingers, I went up to her face, which was pressed against the bed as her eyes were closed shut. I leaned down and kissed her neck, moving my fingers faster, "I'm sorry."

"It's alright." She groaned, trying hard to get her sentence out.

I nipped up her neck "Will you ever forgive me?" I whispered against her ear, nibbling on her earlobe.

She arched her back, her chest pressing against mine, "I already have." Her voice was trembling.

"Will the pain ever go away?" I continued to ask, pressing my cheek against hers and closing my eyes.

"It's gone." She tried to assure, her voice hitching.

"Your lying." I mumbled, picking up the pace of my fingers, "Don't lie to me."

"I'm not." She cried out, her hands finding their way to my back and her nails digging into my skin as she tried to press me more against her, "I forgive you ."

I only shook my head, moving to go back between her legs. But she stopped me, one hand forcing me to her face. I looked down at her, and she must have seen my sad eyes because she said softly and sincerely, "I'm telling the truth Sakura."

For a moment we looked at each other, and I started to believe what she was saying. Maybe she did forgive me. Maybe the pain was gone.

She only broke eye contact to squeeze her eyes shut and moan my name loudly. The sound made my stomach fill with butterflies. I wanted to pleasure her more, to make her cum hard, so I moved to go between her legs again, but she stopped me again. I looked at her to see what she needed, but she only looked at me as my fingers steadily pumped in and out of her, "I want to look at you-" She said, her eyes closing in the middle of her sentence and her vocal hitching slightly, "I want to look at you when I cum." She rushed out as she gained some control, which wasn't for very long, because she moaned again.

I nodded, and quickened my pace, no matter how much my arm muscle was screaming. Since my other arm was busy propping myself up, I tried to use the same hand that was pumping Ino to hit her bud every time I fully went inside of her. I concentrated on setting an angle, concentrated on working my fingers faster. I looked down as I did, making sure I was hitting doing it right, but she pulled my face back to her, and continued to look at me, her hand tangling into my hair.

She groaned again, her back arching as her breathed out, "Shit. I'm cumming. Sakura, I'm cumming." She struggled to keep her eye on me, her hand grabbing a fist of my hair as the pleasure slowly built up inside of her. She brought down my head and pressed our foreheads together as her pleasure reached her limit. "Uhn. Sakura. Oh god. I love you. I love you so-" And that's when her body started to ride through the pain. Her eyes were on me till the last minute, but they closed as the waves of pleasure crashed over her.

I kept my fingers inside of her, working them all the way until her ride was over. She slumped on the bed, her hand weak and losing its grip on my hair. It slowly slid off and hit the bed. I looked down at her and kissed her lips, "I love you too." I mumbled between each kiss, repeating it every time my lips weren't on her skin. She turned her face slowly, a weak smile on her lips as she looked up at me with foggy eyes.

I carefully got from untop of her and laid on the bed next to her, grabbing her waist and rolling her on top of me. She laid her head on my chest, her arms hugging my sides. I grabbed the covers awkwardly and folded them on top of her from each side, seeing as we were both on top of them. She snuggled more into me, her fingers curling and gripping my shirt.

I brought my arm up and placed it under my head. Taking my other hand, I played with her hair carefully as I stared at the ceiling, "I'm sorry." I mumbled again.

"Sakura stop." She said quietly, not bothering to look up at me as she spoke sternly, "I forgave you."

"Did I make the hurt go away at least?" I asked.

She shifted, and I could hear the smile in her voice, "Yes. Every single bit of it."

"Good." I said, nodding and staring up at the ceiling.

It was silent for a moment.

"I thought you weren't going to come till tomorrow, you usually do." Ino whispered, "I would have put on shorts if I knew you were coming."

"Some where in the middle of my rage you popped into my head." I murmured, "And the thought that you needed me more than I needed to kick Sasuke's ass entered my mind, so I rushed right over."

"You seemed nervous." Ino said with a slight giggle.

"You make me nervous." Was my only reply as I smiled slightly.

"You're getting better, though." Ino pressed more against me.

"At what?" I asked.

She only shrugged, "At knowing how I work. I always prefer you talk to me or see me as soon as our fights happen. You used to come back hours later."

"Sorry." I sighed, "I don't know what I'm thinking sometimes."

"Maybe," She said, but looked up and kissed my chin before getting comfortable again, "But you're getting better."

"Good." I say, with a nod.

It was silent again, and we listened to each others even breathing.

"Tonight was really sweet." Ino whispered, "I really loved it. I want to remember it forever.

I glanced down at her with a smile, "Yeah?"

She nodded, rubbing her face against my shirt, "Yes."

"Good, that's what I was hoping for." I say, scratching her scalp softly. I heard her small yawn as she shifted and got more comfortable. Moments later, Kenji padded in and jumped on the bed, curling between our feet under the covers. With a sleepy smile, my eyes drooped and I managed to say half sleep, "Good night Ino."

"Good night Saku." She replied with a yawn.

And then we both fell into blissful sleep.

X

I walked up the steps of the house in front of me, my keys jingling on my belt loop. With a casual look behind me, I knocked on the door three times and waited patiently. I ran my hands through hair and yawned slightly as I looked around for the morning birds that were chirping around me.

When I heard someone unlocking the door and I looked forward, tearing my gaze from the two birds that were in a near by tree.

Sasuke was still in his pajamas as he answered, dark blue pants and a wife beater on. As soon as he recognized it was me, because I allowed him that much, I lifted up my hand and slapped him.

Hard.

Straight across his face.

His whole face turned and his head snapped right back as he glared, but he didn't have the right to glare. He didn't have the right to be angry. And he sure didn't have the right to speak right now, because I noticed he was opening his mouth to say something.

"No." I interrupted, my gaze dead as I stared at him, "Just no. I don't care what the fuck you have to say, I don't care what excuse you have. I'm done. Completely and totally done. I've tried to understand what's wrong with you, I tried to hear what was your problem, but you refused to tell me and you just got worse. All the while, I told you everything I had to in confidence, I came to you in need, and you go behind my back and do something so incredibly stupid? I don't care what you were thinking, I don't care how it happened, what I do care about is why. Why the hell would you ever do that? Not just to me, but to Ino?"

He opened his mouth again, but I continued, "I said I care about the answer, not that I wanted to hear it. You hurt her feelings, she called me on the phone crying, and you have a nerve to glare at me like I did something wrong. Whatever is wrong with you Sasuke, whatever is your problem, get over it. Stop lashing out at others just because you can't handle it."

I stopped, and looked him over, before just shaking my head and saying more softly, "I tried to help. I tried to hear you out. But. You know what. I'm done. Fuck you, and everything your about. When things are fixed, when everything is ok and you are back to normal, then find me. But for now, don't even think about talking to me."

With that, I stepped down his porch and walked towards my car.

"Sakura." I heard him call, but I didn't turn around. I just continued and opened my door, taking my keys and turning on the engine. "Sakura!" He called again, and now he was heading out of the house, stepping down and jogging towards me, but I only closed my door and put my car in reverse, swerving around and putting my Charger into drive. He stood there, standing in the drive way watching me, and that was the last I saw of him as I sped off.

See, they are slowly getting more serious. And more couple like, because someone requested that also. I can understand why they would, Sakura and Ino fight so freaking much.

Of course i make it that way so maybe thats why o.o

Who cares! Chapter 14 is done! Yay! Pop the bubbly apple juice, i forgot what it's called.

So review. Yes you! The one who decided to continue to read my Author Note, which i am grateful for, cuz sometimes people just dont... I dont see why not :[

K. So. I love all my fans, yes i do!

Good night