Hello Hello! I am starting to like this story a lot so I updated the day after I first wrote it! A first for me, the lazy hyper ninja with a dog named Nirvana. In this it isn't only Sakura, it is Ino and Shikamaru to! Enjoy loves! Oh yeah and I don't own Naruto.

Sakura felt the fear build up as pushed the handle of the school door open. She would need to face them, all of them. She would need to face the mockery, the rumors, and everything else that came along with the life she led. She forced herself forward, throwing her fears into oblivion. She needed to face her fears, just like she had so many times before. Sakura was not that scared little girl anymore, nor would she be that girl ever again.

Her eyes darted from face to face searching for any signs of amusement. None. Maybe they were just holding it in? It was a possibility. There was only one way to find out though. Although she didn't really want to, it could backfire. It could ricochet right into her face like a bullet flying off a piece of harsh metal.

Sakura clenched her fist. She must do it or never know. The pink haired girl started the walk to the other side of the campus, it was a rather short walk but to her it felt like an eternity. An eternity of regret, fear, and the forever constant nagging in the back of her head telling her to abandon her fate. Her eyes were filled with fear, her face as pale as a sheet of paper. This was it.

Her eyes searched the crowd of young students trying to get to their classes on time. Her eyes spotted a pineapple shaped head near the staircase. The very same one from the night before. The sixteen year old girl slowly made her way towards that very same pineapple shape head. She would need to ask him or die of fear

The pink haired girl approached him, this was it. His dark brown eyes looked up, a smirk appeared on his face. "Yo Pinky" Shikamaru said smirking. His voice echoed in her head like a warning of ultimate doom. This had been a bad idea. He stood and crossed his arms. That smirk from last night she once had was now on his face.

Before she could do a thing he was dancing. Dancing just like she had the night before. A crowd formed, cheering him on not her. It made her feel angry. Girls stared in wonder with love in their eyes while boys laughed. This wasn't right. Why was he doing this? It was pure torture to her. It was misery.

The cheers and screams turned into a brilliant harmony that only Sakura and Shikamaru could here. She felt her hips start to move slowly. The crowd died down to whispers and stared at the two as they danced. He could keep up with her, that was something that was amazing. It was like a dream. One of the boys from the "gangsta" group turned the stereo, it blasted like it did in the club. Keep Giving Your Love To me by Beyonce echoed from the ceilings. Boys and girls formed a crowd to watch the two dance.

It felt nice, to finally let the secret go. Her secret passion was out and she liked it. All forms of regret and fear from the night before were gone. She could breath. It felt nice. Her hips swayed to the beat, her passion showed. She didn't need the club anymore, she realized that now. All she needed was the music. The beat that showed her who she was. She just needed that.

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Shikamaru felt the beat, just like he did in that club. She was an amazing dancer, he had learned that last night. Shikamaru was throughly enjoying himself at the moment. He had a gorgeous girl dancing with him, a crowd cheering, and many, many, many girls swooning over the very thought of being near him. He was taking the crown as teen heartthrob from Sasuke and it felt nice.

That son of a bitch Sasuke. He rejected Ino and Sakura. He hated the fact that he told both no while Shikamaru didn't even have a chance to give a reply. Shikamaru wished, hoped, and dreamed a girl would come along who liked him, not Sasuke. He wanted someone who loved him and no one else. Someone provocative, talkative, pretty, nice, and tough. But no such woman would ever exist. That is why all woman were troublesome, because none of them fit all the quality's he wanted.

He kept his eyes on his dance partner. All he was doing was following moves he had seen others do in the clubs he had DJ-ed at. Although Sakura was better then any of those guys, she could knock them off their feet with one sway of her hips. She was amazing and Shikamaru knew that. No one could rival her anymore, well at least in dancing that is.

Shikamaru could remember watching Ino and Sakura dance when they were all but children. Running around, jumping, and just playing around. Shikamaru just sat and daydreamed while they danced and played. Ino was always the better one. Now though, Sakura had surpassed her. But then again Shikamaru had never seen Ino dance after the friendship with Sakura ended...Ino changed after that. She wasn't herself...

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Ino watched in the crowd as Shikamaru and Sakura danced. It made her heart throb in pain. How could Shikamaru fall for her? Secretly Ino had fallen for the pineapple head. Sakura, how could she?! Sakura had ended their friendship, she brought this upon herself. Sakura had stolen it all. Ino would not be beaten! SHE REFUSED TO LOSE TO THAT PINK BITCH!!

Ino turned on her heel, her pony tail swaying behind her as she left. Sakura wouldn't be the winner. Ino would be.