I followed Tayuya listlessly, to tired to put up much of a fight or move any faster then I already was. Maybe Tayuya is right, maybe I do need to get out of here. We don't know how long Anko is going to be unconscious.. and my sitting there isn't going to do much.
But still.. I can't help but feel guilty that I'm able to walk out of there and she's not. This is all my fault, if I hadn't gotten drunk she never would of gone out. She wouldn't be lying there right now. It's my fault.
Just like Iruka was my fault, if he hadn't been flying out for my graduation he never would have been in that plane crash. Anko and Iruka would still be happy, together and.. alive. I've completely ruined them. Leaving the orphanage was the worst decision of my life. I could have had a family with Ino as we had planned if I was just willing to be patient.
But no, I wanted a mother and a father. Look what that's gotten me and everyone else. All I've done is hurt Anko, Iruka and Ino. She probably never wants to speak to me again after what I did to her, I hurt her and then stood her up. If that wasn't bad enough I ignored her calls.
Tayuya glanced sidelong at me, I know she's worried but what can I do. I guess I should try to act somewhat alive.
"Where are we going?" I asked, voice cracking. My lips are chapped, threatening to crack open if I don't get some moisture on them soon.
"Well, uh" she has no idea, I smirked ignoring the pain emanating from my lips. Typical Tayuya, get all worked up and gungho about getting out of here while having nowhere to go. "You could go for a swim, we still have an hour or so before school even opens thanks to your fucked up sleep schedule." School? I don't know if I have the energy for school, but I've already missed so much school work. I can't afford to let my grades to drop.
"But you're probably to tired for school," she continued. For some reason she looks really nervous, I wonder what has her so worked up. I didn't think she was able to be nervous. "So.. I guess, we could swing by Ino's. I'm sure she's worried about you." Tayuya's grip tightened around my hand momentarily, a sour look darkening her appearance. If she doesn't like that idea then why suggest it in the first place? I don't even know if they get along or not, I haven't really noticed them even talking.. well actually ever.
"She's probably mad at me" I sulked, Tayuya sighed heavily.
"Look, she isn't fucking mad at you"
"How do you know?" How could she possibly know, suddenly physic or something?
"Oi, I just do alright! Now let's go, we're going to Ino's. Well you are, I'm leaving once I drop you off"
"What if I don't want to go to Ino's" I protested. All I want right now is to sit somewhere quiet and alone.
"That's too bad pinkie, cause you don't have a choice. I'm going to fucking drag you there kicking and screaming if I have to" Tayuya smirked evilly, flashing a grin to show she would probably enjoy it as well.
"So what, you're sick of me then? Going to dump me on the baby sitter?" Tayuya cackled.
"Oh darn you've figured it out. No offense babe but mommy needs to get laid" I laughed lightly at her reply. I wonder just how much experience Tayuya actually has, I haven't even had my first kiss yet. She would probably have a field day with that piece of info.
"Well I'm so sorry to be holding you back, I'll be sure to get out of you're way" I replied playing along. Tayuya opened her mouth to reply but stopped, biting down on her tongue with more force than intended.
"FUCKING SHIT" she screamed, waving her hands to waft air onto her sore tongue, hopping up and down. She's going to bite her tongue again if she keeps that up.
"That isn't going to help anything" I tried to convince her, watching her hop around and trying to keep my eyes off her chest.
"Twhen wut du ew sughest?" was that even English?
"What? Oh this is stupid, hold still" I grabbed her arms to hold her down and she watched me. Now what do I do? I can't really rub her tongue or kiss it better. That would be.. inappropriate.
Tayuya watched me, her pink tongue still poking out from between her lips. Soft eyes searched my face questioningly. For some reason she's a lot cuter then I remember. A curious gleam in her eyes, almost seeming innocent. Why am I this close? What was I going to do?
"Hey guys, I'm not interrupting anything am I?" I jumped, surprised. Turning to look for who spoke. Tayuya blushed and looked away, suddenly in a very bad mood. What exactly were we doing? I can't think straight, I must be sleep deprived to the point of delusions or something. For a moment it looked like.. no that's ridiculous.
"What are you doing here Ino?" Tayuya spat, lips pursed and glaring icily at the taller blonde. Geez, was I blind to miss that these two hate each other this much? Ino looks extremely pissed. With the way they are looking at each other I might be heading straight back to the hospital.
"I was out for a walk. Couldn't sleep" Ino replied, Tayuya's eyes narrowed instantly – accusation there "what exactly were you doing to Sakura."
"I bit my tongue, she offered to kiss it better" Tayuya smirked, "I accepted her offer." Erm, I offered no such thing. Ino turned a deep red, looking ready to start throwing punches, brilliant.
"Could you two not fight please" I squeaked, embarrassed that my voice would crack. Tayuya huffed and crossed her arms.
"Of course, I'm sorry Saku, you look terrible – would you like some hot tea or something? My apartment is just around the corner." Wait really? Did we really walk that far? I looked around for the first time realizing where we were. Holy crap, I must have been really out of it.
"Yeah sure.. thanks, Tay-"
"Not interested, enjoy you're tea" she growled in reply, jamming her fists roughly into her pockets turning to storm off. "Just feel better k?" What happened? Didn't she just spend the past almost week with me, determined to make sure I was OK? Now she's leaving, just like that?
"Wait Tayuya" I called, Ino stiffened beside me. Tayuya paused and looked back. Er, now what do I say. "Um.. thank you – you know for everything. I-" I don't know what I would of done without you.
"Yeah yeah, I know. Don't turn into a fucking sap pinkie. I'll be back later, just really want to sleep on a pillow instead of your boney ass shoulder." She flashed her trademark smirk and waved turning to walk off. Well at least she doesn't look as angry anymore.
Anger seemed to seep out of Ino though, as she glared daggers at Tayuya's retreating back. Maybe she's still mad at me, maybe none of this was about disliking Tayuya. She's just mad Tayuya would ditch me with her. I just want to be back with Anko, where I should be.
My mood instantly became depressive again, watching Tayuya with a longing to go with her back to the hospital. Why did she bring me here, I can't deal with this right now. I can't deal with Ino.
I can see Ino's eyes studying my expression curiously, I wonder what she is thinking. It probably looks like I'm pining over Tayuya. That's ridiculous, were just friends – she just thinks of me as her friend; and that's all I think of her as, a friend.
Still though, I wish she would come back. Ino just doesn't understand anything that's going on and I... today isn't a good day to be keeping secrets. So what should I do?
"Hey Saku" Ino smiled, trying to draw my attention out of my thoughts. I can't even see Tayuya anymore. I looked at at her, waiting for her to continue. Yes? "How about that tea."
"Can I get you anything else?" Ino asked, setting down a steaming cup – well it looks more like a bowl – of tea in front of me. My back is leaning against the couch in front of the coffee table, curled up in a blanket. The room is dimly lit, the rising morning sun the only light source as it streams in the balcony window. You could explain to me why I'm here for starters I guess. I thought bitterly. You could also explain why, all of a sudden Tayuya was in a hurry to leave me with you.
I sighed and took a sip of my tea, shaking my head 'no' and looking out the window. Ino frowned and looked around restlessly, trying to think of something to say. Probably wondering how to start a conversation with a mute.
I know I'm probably not being fair to her, she has done nothing worthy of this treatment. Especially when she's sitting here making me tea and letting me in her home.
I don't want to be here though, I don't want to be with her right now. It isn't her fault she just doesn't understand anything. At least if I was with Tayuya I wouldn't have to try to be someone I'm not, or live up to expectations. Here, I have to try and remind Ino I'm a different person than that delusion of me she has in her head.
"Did you want to talk about anything?" She prodded, sitting down on the floor beside me. No, if I wanted to talk to you would be already. Is the fact that I am currently a mute not a complete give away on whether or not I want to talk.
Again I shook my head 'no.'
Ino watched me for a moment as I took another sip of my tea, obviously debating on whether or not to say something. She doesn't hide what she's thinking all that well. It could have to do with how well I used to know her. If I admit that to myself though I also have to admit her claim of knowing me is at least partially valid.
Maybe there's more to knowing someone than simply knowing what is going on in their life at the current point in time. Maybe most of it is knowing them for who they are, not what they are doing. Their mannerisms and habits, facial ques, likes, dislikes – how they act under stress. If you can count on them to never let you down.
If I look at it that way maybe I really have been to hard on her. Maybe she does know me and that's why Tayuya thought to call her. Not because she's sick of me but because she thinks Ino can help.
"I know about Anko" she whispered finally, taking up a strand of her long blonde hair and twirling it between her fingers. It must be a new nervous habit she has picked up. Her hair was to short when we were younger to do that, she used to intertwine her fingers and stare at them when she was nervous. She told me once she would focus on seeing the parts of her hand that was hidden, and it would distract her enough to calm her down.
I gaped at her, she knows about Anko? But how – and what does she know? Is she referring to the shooting or – I bit my lip – or what she USED to do. Anko doesn't anymore, I have to believe she will wake up and things will be different.
"Tayuya called me, she's worried about you. That's why she brought you here" So I was right. Besides that how did she even have you're cell phone number. I'm not sure I even have that, unless Ino stole my phone and programmed it in, and then Tayuya stole it to call Ino. No, that would be ridiculous.
"She thought maybe I could help, since we've been friends since childhood" since childhood? How about just during childhood.
I cringed, well that was a little vindictive. "Please Saku, I want to help you. But I can't if you won't talk to me." I set down my cup and looked over, surprised and captured by the depth of the longing shining in her blue eyes. She really means it.
"Please" she whispered, "don't continue to push me away."
"Alright" I replied, delayed. "What did Tayuya tell you" might as well figure out what she already knows if we're going to go through with this.
"Just that Anko was shot, and is in a coma" it hurts a lot more than I would of thought hearing that out loud. "And that you could really use a friend."
I sighed, this is going to take a while.
"I guess I should start from the beginning." Ino watched me expectantly, silently. "When Anko and Iruka adopted me, we moved here, to Konoha. I was overwhelmed at first, did you know they had a dog?" Ino smiled, she must remember I always wanted a pet. It was one of the things that I longed for the most at the orphanage. She even stole a puppy from a pet store once and gave it to me.
We had named is baby, saying a family wouldn't be complete without a baby and he was ours. I remember sneaking food out of the kitchen in my pockets to feed Baby. That was a real mess. Ino had suggested gluing zip locks to the inside of our pockets so it would be easier to clean.
The puppy was taken away after a week of keeping it in secret, I remember crying for weeks after wards.
"They had a big house, both of them had really high end jobs if you remember. I loved the public school they sent me to. Temari was my best friend," Ino raised her eyebrows but said nothing "we got into so much trouble. A lot of it I'm not proud of."
"We became the school bullies, it was easy you know. There was no one among them that even knew how to throw a punch. Not even Temari, she almost broke her wrist the first time she tried to. I ended up trying to teach her how to fight. She never was very good, but she never gave up."
"I found out why she was so determined to learn to fight later. I don't know how much is really my place to say but her home life isn't that great. I was the only person she ever told about her father. That's part of the reason I never retaliate I guess."
"It isn't her fault, she just doesn't know any other way to express herself, and when I put my foot down saying I wasn't doing it anymore. She.. she sorta took it as a personal assault, I've never been able to get through to her." It's one of my biggest regrets about high school. I frowned and shook myself out of my depressive stupor, determined to continue.
"Anyways, Temari was ruthless, she had a whole schedule set up to make sure we got the most out of everyone. I was kinda of like her body guard you could say. I didn't have much interest in actually hurting people, or getting anything from them. My presence was mostly there to keep Temari safe, at least that's what I thought. So I guess I never realized just how much everyone hated me. Well until it was to late. To me it was just something Temari and I did. Pretty pathetic excuse right?"
"Moving to the end of public school, Iruka was out of town during my grade eight graduation. (1) I remember how much I protested and begged him to be there. For weeks I grieved him about it. I even left notes places I knew he would find them. When he left I told him I would never speak to him again, I was so mad." Tears welled up in my eyes, angrily I slapped them away. Ignoring the sting it left on my cheeks.
"I didn't know how right I was. Two hours before my graduation Anko shuffled me into the car saying she had forgotten something and we needed to leave early to pick it up. I realized what was going on as we neared the outskirts of town. We were heading to the air port."
"I was so happy, and then the car started to shake. When I asked what had happened Anko said it must have been a small earthquake. We found out when we reached the airport that it was the plane crashing twenty minutes before landing. One of the engines quit."
"Saku I'm-" Ino started. I shook my head silencing her, breathing in deeply through my nose – tilting my head back and closing my eyes. It's still hard to tell the story, it would probably help if this wasn't the first time I've told anyone besides Temari what happened.
"Anko was never the same afterwords. She lost her job, sold the house. Got rid of the dog. His name was Sam, big golden retriever. I don't even know what she did with him to be honest. Then, she started to drink."
"At first it wasn't that much, or that bad. She would just drink enough so she wasn't all there. Enough so she didn't have to think. Then she started to drink more and more. I begged her to stop, she tried a few times, but then something would set her off and it would just get worse than before. Eventually I stopped asking. Stopped hoping."
"She would spend days, weeks and then months sleeping on the couch. Never going out. I taught myself to grocery shop and cook, taking money out of her account to pay for it."
"I don't even know how much is left, I've always been to scared to look. I figure one day we will just be out of a home all together."
"Sometimes she could barely remember who I was, she blamed me. She would yell that I killed her husband, that it was all my fault for guilting him. That he insisted on coming home early." My throat started to constrict, I need to keep in control. I can't cry, not yet. I started this and now I need to finish.
"The night I had gone to the stripper bar with Tayuya, Anko found us drunk stumbling in the front door. Something happened, I can't remember what. But the next morning she was crying, she held me and for the first time in I don't know how long, she was sober. She was really looking at me, she was LOOKING at me like her daughter. She promised to sober up, she promised this time that things would get better. That we would be a family again." Not yet, I can't cry yet.
"She promised we would have dinner together and I could tell her everything."
"The next morning Tsunade found Tayuya and I and told us what had happened. I don't know how it happened, no one will tell me. She was suppose to be getting Tylenol for my headache. She was shot because of me." The admission was enough to push me over the edge, instantly I started to cry. Ino wrapped her arm around my shoulder and pulled me against her. I folded into her, crying and hiccuping.
She sat silently the whole time, rubbing my back and rocking slowly. Not trying to stop my tears or telling me everything would be OK, simply letting me vent. Somehow she knew that was what I wanted most. I've been holding it all in for so long, I'm so tired, I just want to let it all go.
-Ino-
I closed the door to my bed room shortly after moving Sakura onto my bed. She had fallen asleep shortly after breaking down, leaving me in silence to think through everything she had said. I can't imagine what she must be feeling. Simply having her leave had been enough to make me feel as if my heart was being torn out.
Having a parent die, and then the second to be hospitalized would be... I can't possibly put it in words. No wonder she has changed so much from the shy, happy girl she used to be. I knew something was wrong. I should of pressed her to tell me, I could have been there. Instead of Tayuya.
I frowned, no – that's not right. I should be happy she has a friend who cares that much for her, not jealous and spiteful. Even if that conniving, red headed harpy is a complete bitch.
Flopping down and resting my chin on the coffee table I blew a stray strand of hair out of my face. Watching as it rose into the air and fell back down repetitively.
What were they doing anyways, it looked like Tayuya was trying to kiss her. Acting all innocent to with that stupid look on her face. I know what she was trying to do, it's not going to work. Now that I know what is going on I will be able to be there. Then my Saku will go back to relying on me like she used to. Not Tayuya, stupid bitch.
I think she has successfully trumped Kisame in the annoyance category, AND she's not even fun to toy with.
This stupid, why am I thinking about Tayuya when there are much more pressing issues. For one, Anko. Sakura isn't going to want to stay away for long, and with the way she's going so far her depression could get a lot worse.
I need to do something, but it's not like I can snap my fingers and have Anko wake up. Maybe I could try and find out what happened exactly. That could give Sakura some closure, maybe that's what she needs.
Closure might be a bit.. foreboding though, I mean she's not dead. Revenge sounds to dark though, I can't imagine Sakura getting revenge on par for something of that caliber.
I shivered, trying to wipe the thought of Sakura holding a gun from my mind. That's ridiculous, she would never. I could never let her.
This is all so messed up, why did this all have to happen. This is not at all how things were suppose to happen. I was suppose to return, Sakura would remember me first of all. Second she would at least like me, instead of the grudging acceptance that I currently have. Third there shouldn't be a Tayuya. It would be easier if it was a boy going after her heart, at least then I could somewhat admit that maybe she doesn't accept me because I'm a girl. But no, Tayuya is the same as me.
Well, I'm better looking.. a better fighter, smarter. My mouth isn't nearly as filthy, nor is the rest of me. I have my own place, I love her and will protect her. There is nothing that Tayuya is better then me in. So why is it that she seems to be winning. Urg, STUPID BITCH.
Annoyed I scratched my scalp sending white-blonde hair in random directions, leaving me with a blown up bed head appearance.
What was with that smirk. Look at me I'm Tayuya and I SMIRK at everything. God I hate her. Why couldn't Saku just stick with that janitor as her friend, I bet me and him would get along. First of all it wouldn't be legal – yet – for him to even like her. Therefore I would have another three months head start, at the very least.
I'm so tired, I didn't sleep at all last night after that rude – albeit informative – phone call from the harpy. I bet that was part of her plan, she did it at night so I wouldn't be able to sleep. I mean who could after hearing something like that has happened to your love.
Yawning I stared at my closed bed room door, wondering how much Sakura would mind if I crawled in with her.
Well first, I'm on thin ice and that might be an invasion from her point of view. Although Tayuya has slept with her for the past week, so it can't be that offensive to her. Unless there is more there that I'm missing. No, don't be ridiculous – Tayuya may be aiming for more; obvious bitch. But Sakura is completely oblivious. Besides, she might want someone there when she wakes up with everything that has happened.
The question is, would it be me that she would want there. I really don't want to sleep on the couch, I always get a kink in my neck. I chewed on my lip for a moment, fighting with myself.
Finally I got up and tip toed into the room, lying down beside Sakura's sleeping form, settling on being near her in case she does need me but not pressing her personal space.
At least, right now she looks at peace. I smiled and risked a whisper of a kiss, planting it on her forehead.
-Tayuya-
I yawned, kicking the pebble that I was forcing to migrate across town. I wonder if leaving Sakura with her was the right thing to do. Ino is probably raping her right now, stupid fucking blonde. Now that chick has some serious issues with the word no.
Although, that look was fucking priceless. She looked like a bull staring at the colour red, here comes the rage. I grinned, well my hair is red I wonder if Ino was a bull in a past life. It would also explain her issue with being told no. As well as her insane pride in herself, YOU ARE NOT THAT FUCKING HOT. Seriously, the guys at our school have no taste. Why the hell are they all drooling over her.
Or maybe, they are drooling over her because she's blonde and they see her as an easy target. Yeah I'll go with that.
I glanced up just in time to see my home looming in front, a dark unseen cloud hanging over top. Well, time to deal with that banshee I am forced to call mother. I can already hear that shriek she will undoubtedly unleash on me, I swear she does it on purpose just to see if she can blow up my ear drums.
I placed my hand on the doorknob and took a deep breath, readying myself before entering the bat cave. No that's an inappropriate title, the bat cave is fucking sick. This place is closer to the soul stellar in Satan's basement.
Suddenly the door was ripped out of my hands, slamming with a resounding crack against the entrance way wall. My mother loomed in front of me, seething with rage.
Her hair looks about half way done, one side perfectly straightened and the other a frizzly mess. Her hair is stark black, the only characteristics I got from her are her beige brown eyes and her chest, thankfully – my dad's side has a habit of being flat. Her nails are filed and shining a deep red, make-up undone and eye's sunken in.
It's almost as if she is trying to live up to the banshee title. Well, at least she's doing a good job of it.
"TAYUYA CHERAL PAITURN GET YOUR ASS IN THIS HOUSE THIS MOMENT" she shrieked. Sharp as ever 'mom' I was on my way inside before you blocked my entrance. Shrugging I stalked past her, following the point she was holding with her boney finger. Her entire being is trembling with rage, gee you would think a parent would be happy if their child helped a friend in a time of need. But no, all she cares about is family image.
She should just disown me and claim Gaara as her only child, it would be a lot better off for all of us.
I yawned, making sure it was audible just to annoy her, slumping down in the massive lazy boy sitting in the corner of the living room.
Grinding her teeth she followed me, folding her arms across her chest, stalking back and forth in front of me.
"Do you have any idea how much trouble you are in miss?" She spat, hmm let me wonder. I'm 'grounded.' Well you see mom in order to make sure I stay home and serve my sentence you would have to be here more often then once every five days.
I shrugged, choosing to say silent – her face turned a deeper shade of red.
"You were gone for five days, and you never bothered to tell me" I smirked.
"Gee, and it only took you three of those to figure out I wasn't even fucking home. Guess I'm just trying to follow in your notable footsteps."
"You will not talk to your mother that way, who do you think you are? We give you everything you have ever wanted!" She shrieked, yep there goes my eardrums. Ow, guess she rolled a twenty on banshees shriek.
"What is so wrong with my trying to be there for a friend?" I demanded, annoyed that she would try and play that card. "Her mother is in the hospital! Would prefer I leave her there, alone? Are you even fucking human!"
"You will not swear in my house! Clean that filthy mouth of yours, I'm warning you for the last time!"
"Fuck you, how can you be mad that I put the well being of my friend before my own! What kind of parent teaches their children to be fucking heartless!"
"Tayuya! Enough!"
"No, you know what. Fuck you – fuck all of this. All you really care about is Gaara, all you care about is the family image! I bet if she was a friend of your's kid you would order me to fucking stay there!"
"Tay-!"
"No, you shut the fuck up" I got up to my feet, standing in front of her – nose to nose I glowered with enough malice to kill just from a look – and she matched it. "I am not going to become you, I will treat people like people even if they don't pay me or sleep with me. If you have a problem with that, then that's just to fucking bad." A flicker or hurt touched her eyes before it was replaced by an evil smile.
"Oh please dear, I know what this is about. I bet you 'love' this one right? So you're trying to get in good with her is that it?" She snorted, I paled before regaining my glower. She will not affect me, I won't let her.
"Well, when you are done with this one let me know so you can stop this self righteous parade." She backed off instantly, brushing her shirt down and checking her nails for a chip. I could feel myself becoming angrier and angrier, grinding my teeth silently.
"Look, we have a gala tonight so since you are obviously neglecting your studies again today, make sure you go out and get a replacement for that ugly bike of yours. I will not have you showing up on that old dirty thing again. Why don't you just get a porsh like your brother?" She sighed, turning away and appearing completely calm.
"You are going, there is no debate about this." With that she left, going to her room to finish getting ready for work.
Letting out my rage in a scream I ripped at my hair before grabbing the nearest breakable item – an ugly vase that my mother received from a 'client,' chucking it at the living room wall. Watching as it smashed and crumbled onto the floor.
Damn her for making this seem all like some sick and twisted plan. Is it really that unbelievable that I could have a decent motive? Damn her! So what if I do like Sakura! I'm not just doing this for that reason alone! I would be there even if she was Jirobo or anyone else, wouldn't I? No I would definitely be there, but would I have stayed for such a long time?
This is ridiculous I can't let her perversion effect me, fuck her all she ever does is fuck with my head.
"I thought I heard a vase break, hello sister" Gaara walked slowly into the room, a look of half interest leaving his eyes somewhat dead. He looked me over quickly, as if to measure up how much I've changed in the month he has been gone at university.
"Gaara" I small smile wormed its way to the surface. "It's good to see you to little bro" he smiled back.
"Yes well, mother and father would never let me miss this annual fund raiser." He rolled his eyes.
"Tell me about it, they need to show off their prodigy of a son as much as possible don't they?" I replied sarcastically, walking past him and heading for my room. He frowned and followed me, lightly taking one step at a time.
"Don't be like that, if anything you are more talented then I am" he replied evenly. I laughed, pushing opening my bedroom door. "It's true, I only wish I was as musically gifted as you are."
"Oh please, you can't be fucking serious!" snickering, I continued "besides, they don't give a flying shit about that."
"They may not personally appreciate it, but I do"
"I know, thanks – hey how about I play you something since you apparently love it so much" I smirked, opening my closet. I snatched my guitar from the bottom and plopped down on my bed checking the strings.
"Har har, I don't know – you pick something" I smiled darkly, I was hoping he would say that. I wonder how much I can piss off my mother more then I already have.
"As you wish, SEX by Nickleback it is." (2)
-Sakura-
"Sakura wake up hun" I blinked, blurry vision slowly starting to focus. A wall of blonde stood in my vision, a warm hand softly shaking my shoulder. "Saku, wake up" Ino prodded again. Glancing back over her shoulder and replying to an unheard question.
"She will be out in a moment"
"What's going on" I yawned, my mind still in a fog. What could she be waking me up for, speaking of which when did I fall asleep? Last thing I remember is crying against her chest.
My cheeks burned and I silently wished I could hide under the covers. How long have I been out?
Ino chewed the inside of her cheek, my question seeming to make her uncomfortable. I shifted against the mattress, realizing I was lying in her bed – causing my cheeks to deepen their shade of red. I don't remember even coming in here, did she carry me?
"Well, some police officers came by looking for you. My name was given by some students at school" probably Temari "as a likely address to find you since you weren't home or at the hospital." it felt like a sudden rush of adrenaline. Wait, cops? Does that mean they know what happened to Anko.
I nodded curtly, pushing her comforter off and sliding past her over the edge.
"Saku-" she grabbed my arm, looking out the door. "Did you want to do this alone? Or I can call Tayuya I'm sure she would rush over" what? Where did this come from?
"No, I want you there" I replied without even having to think. It would be ridiculous for me to call Tayuya over – she just left. Ino appeared stunned for a moment before nodding and following me out of the room.
I would wonder how this must look if I didn't have much more pressing things to think about.
"Hello Sakura" the first cop greeted, he stood tall with a broad chest. Navy blue uniform covered his body as he nodded in my direction, no hand shake from this one. The second smiled warmly, wispy blonde hair sat on top of his head. Much shorter and seemingly friendlier then his partner.
"Hi" I looked between the two, impatient for them to tell me whatever it is that they came here to tell me.
"We would like to ask you a few questions" the second explained.
"Of course" I replied instantly, eager to help in any way I possibly could. Ino looked between us before motioning towards the couch.
"Why don't you all take a seat, would you like anything to drink?" Why would you do that? You're only delaying them. Mumbling a thanks and politely declining her offer – to my relief – they took a seat on her couch. Ino let me take the bean bag in the corner, sitting down on the floor beside me.
My fingers drummed restlessly against my knees, barely able to keep my fidgeting under control as I waited painstakingly for them to continue.
"Sakura" the second cleared his throat, taking a quick glance at his partner. "Would you happen to know why your mother would be in a casino at ten am?"
"A casino?" I asked, my brows furrowing in confusion. "But she was suppose to be getting Tylenol" I stated dumbly. The smaller cop looked at his partner, giving him a look before he continued.
"We found evidence of her in a back room of a local casino after someone called 911 reporting gunshots from inside."
"But that doesn't make any sense" I mumbled, my mind in shock as I ran through hundreds of scenarios, trying to make sense of what I was being told. Ino looked at me, obviously worried and confused as well.
"Do you have any theories as to why she would be there?" Ino asked, taking the initiative when I fell silent.
"Well.." the second cop started to shift uncomfortably until his partner decided to answer.
"We think your mother was part of an organization of sorts that rips off casino's.. they read cards, among other things. Which as you probably know is illegal." You think what? That's ridiculous! How could they honestly be standing here and telling me that she has been out at casino's doing that when I know for a fact she has been at home, passed out on the couch. There's no way. 'Then explain how you have yet to run out of money when she hasn't had a job in almost four years' My inner asked, voicing the question I was too afraid to.
"But there's no way" I whispered, half talking to myself.
"We know this is probably a massive shock, but we need you to tell us if there was a pattern of her missing for long periods of time" the blonde cop asked gently.
"No!" I protested, standing up. How could they be asking me this! She is in the hospital in a coma, and they want me to blame her for it?
My fists clenched, anger pumping throughout my body. Ino opened her mouth to say something before I glared to silence her.
"My mother is in the hospital, and you come here to ask me if she was counting cards? What the fuck is wrong with you?"
"We know you-"
"You know jack shit! Is your mom in the hospital? Have I tried to blame it on something she did to herself? Like hell you know how I feel! Get out!" I snarled, glowering and shaking with rage.
Our two guests looked between each other, before finally nodding and walking slowly over to the door. They paused at the entrance way.
"We are sorry if we offended you" I snorted crossing my arms over my chest and glaring at the wall. Ino stepped in front of me and smiled weakly, moving to shut the door. "If you think of anything please call the police station, ask for Jack."
They stepped out of the way so Ino could shut the door, turning to look at me as I swatted away tears sprouting from the corner of my eyes once again. Why is this happening? What if they are right, I don't know where she went at night, or during the day sometimes. I don't know how we were paying for food or rent. I just don't know anymore.
"Saku" Ino whispered softly, opening her arms, trying to welcome me in. For the second time I folded into her, sobbing.
She sighed and held me tightly, running her fingers over my hair.
"It will be alright" she cooed. If only I could believe her.
The rest of the day passed slowly and almost silently, Ino didn't try and coerce me into talking. Silently waiting in case I needed anything or anyone. She flicked on the T.V after a while, plopping down and patting the seat beside her. I ended up curled up against her side, staring out the balcony window thinking over every extended period of time Anko was missing.
Pieces of the puzzle started to fall into place. Clues that were invisible to me before becoming visible. As if someone had just pulled off the weave of magic surrounding them before.
She had started to go out right after Iruka had died, and she had lost her job. Coming home after hours and hours drunk and with wads of cash. I had originally thought that she went to a bar and withdrew money from an ATM to pay for the drinks. What was left, she brought home.
It got worse over time, everyday coming home with more cash and just as drunk if not more so. Casino's are just as bad as bars for drinking, at least as far as I know. I've never been to a casino or a bar besides the strip bar.
I chewed my lip shaking my head, this is ridiculous, why am I even thinking about this. I know Anko was the CEO of a chain of banks but still, I mean.. this is too surreal. Why would she do something like that, she could get any job she wanted with her resume.
"Try not to think about it to much" Ino comforted, successfully breaking the silence and correctly assessing my thoughts at the same time. She wrapped her arm around my shoulders, pulling me in tighter against her. My arm draped across her stomach as I sighed.
"I can't help it, what if they are right"
"What if they are?" She replied, her hand sliding down to rest on my hip. "I mean, that's how things are.. if they are right that just means Anko is even more bad ass then I originally thought" Ino grinned, trying to cheer me up. I smirked, relaxing against her chest. She always was good at making me smile when I felt like crying.
Ino looked down, a smile lighting up her face. Obviously pleased with herself. Her free hand reached up slowly, tentatively – fingers brushing my cheek, stroking the skin tenderly.
"I hate seeing you so upset Saku, I wish I could take away all your pain – as incredibly cheesy as a statement that is." Her thumb brushed the bottom of my ear, eyes softening as she searched my face for an answer. "I really do love you, no matter how much you've changed. I realize now that you are a completely different person then you used to be. You were right, but I can't help this attachment I feel to you." She paused, her eyes locking with mine, her mouth slightly parted.
"I just, I can't explain it exactly" her head tilted, leaning down as her eyes flickered shut.
Everything happened in slow motion, my heart pounded in my ears as I slid up her chest, slowly closing the gap between us without thinking. My eyes shut on instinct, I can feel the heat of her body against mine, her lips pressing against mine gently.
Their soft warmth sent a tingle down my spine. Ino pulled away almost as immediately as she had kissed me, or had I kissed her? Eyes wide, she stammered
"I-I am so sorry, I didn't mean to – I mean I" I imagine my eyes are just as wide as hers, surprised I had just kissed her and equally surprised that she was apologizing. "I wanted to, please don't look at me like that. I just, I didn't want to take advantage of your current state." I blinked, and started to laugh.
"I'm sorry" I managed to get out, getting my breathing under control. Looking at Ino's bewildered face only made me start to laugh again. "It's just so funny, I've been expecting you to do that since the pool, and now you're apologizing." Ino blushed a deep shade of red, and stumbled over her own tongue, looking for a reply. After a few moments she decided on pouting, appearing put off by my laughing at her after she kissed me. Like I hurt her ego.
I rolled my eyes, not completely sure what I should say in a situation like this.
"Hey" I said, still lying against her chest, my face only a few inches from hers. She looked at me from the corner of her eye, curiosity getting the best of her. "Thanks for cheering me up" I smirked, pleased that I am able to get her to blush as well. I settled back down and turned my attention to the cartoon playing on the TV. Neither of us sure what to do now that, that hurtle has been taken – content for now with silence and the comfort of her body against mine.
-Tayuya-
Shoving aside clothes roughly I sorted through my closet, trying desperately to find something 'suitable' for the gala tonight. If I don't, I'm going to be forced into that slip of clothing my mother has 'provided me with' that she calls a dress.
I'm pretty sure if I showed up in a thong and a rope for a bra it would cover me more. What the fuck is she even thinking, what kind of mother tries to get their teenage daughter to wear something like that! Garaa, being the boy he is – lucky prick – gets to wear a suit. Whoever decided girls have to wear tiny pieces of fabric to public bullshit and boys get to wear suits is the worlds biggest dick. It had to be a boy, or a lesbian. My money is on boy.
Screaming in frustration I snatched the dress off my bed, storming out of my room and slamming the door to the bathroom.
"Stupid fucking, fuck fuck bullshit fuck" I cursed, eying the material distastefully. My teeth ground together in annoyance, a knock sounding on the door.
"I'm assuming that's you dear, I hope you remember what I said earlier. I expect you to be bringing a date. I don't want to have to explain my friends why you aren't good enough for their sons. Oh, and I noticed you didn't take my advice about the new car. Will you be riding with us then?"
"Like hell I'm riding with you" I barked in reply, annoyed. What does she have against my bike anyways. "My bike is more then fucking good enough for your stupid gala, I'm going aren't I?"
"So you have a date then? Good, good – well don't be late, I expect you to be there before six thirty" I listened as her footsteps resounded down the hallway and down the stairs to the kitchen.
"Fuck!" I screamed again, chucking a bar of soap against the mirror, leaving a crack in the top right corner. Great now what am I going to do? I don't have a date.
I dropped the slip of fabric onto the counter, sitting on the toilet and fumbling with my phone. My fingers mashed the keys as I sent a mass text to the three male friends I could trust with this. Waiting in silence before a single ping alerted me to the first reply.
"Can't – I have a wrestling match tonight, good luck with your mom. - Jirobo"
"Damnit" I muttered, I was really hoping he would be able to. He already knows how to deal with my mom to.
"I'm behind on my sleep, maybe another time – Shikamaru"
"Oh you have got to be fucking kidding me! I'm going to kill him! That isn't even a good excuse, all he does is sleep!" The final reply came in as I was about to throw my phone and finish the work the soap had started.
"Don't feel like it – Sakon" Well.. I kinda expected that one. At least Jirobo had a good excuse. I sighed, slumping back against my porcelain throne.
"Now what do I do." I pondered my dilemma, blowing the solitary strand of hair that always seems to be in the way. I could ask Sakura, she would do it for sure. But.. I mean I don't think dragging her out in public right now would be a good idea.
She has been with Ino all day though, maybe she is feeling better. My nose crinkled. Ino, I need to remember to steal some of her hair to make a voodoo doll to stick pins into. If I find out she took advantage of Sakura I will kill her. I mean I will fucking. Kill. Her.
I'm not really seeing any other options though, it's really a matter of which would be more damaging. Bringing Sakura and possibly having her verbally assaulted by my mother, not to mention if she would even be mentally able to go.
Or going alone and having to take the consequences. Well, I can always stop by Ino's and see how she's doing and decide from there. It's only like, four thirty.
I glared at the dress still sitting on the counter.
"Don't go anywhere."
Bursting out of the bathroom I pounded on Garaa's door in passing yelling that I would be right back. Taking the stairs two at a time.
Within moments I was revving the engine to my bike, green paint gleaming as I flew out of the garage, the setting sun tipping over the hourglass of the time until Cinderella must arrive at the ball.
I pounded on Ino's apartment door, hoping I was at the right one – that would be awkward if I wasn't. The front desk wasn't exactly helpful or convincing. Probably gave me the wrong address and called the cops. Suddenly Ino opened the door, looking disheveled.
"Tayuya" she greeted in surprise, her eye brows arching. "Um, why are you here?" That bitch is turning red, what the hell did she do?
"I came to see how Sakura is doing" I replied slowly, trying to size her up.
"She's fine, she's taking a nap right now."
"Ahuh.. well can I talk to her?" Ino looks way too nervous, Sakura better still be alive. Grumbling, I tried to pushed past her, stepping into the small apartment and looking around. Almost expecting to see blood, or something. I don't really know what but just, 'something.'
Well, she's not in the kitchen or the living room. Which means she has to be down that hallway. I strode forward, ignoring Ino's whining protests about the mud on my shoes or something stupid. I taught myself to ignore her five minutes after meeting her. I pushed open the first door down the hallway, catching site of a bed and Sakura curled up under the sheets.
She looks exhausted, and somewhat at peace.. I can't wake her up.
"Damnit" I cursed under my breath, shutting the door and pushing back past Ino who was looking at me curiously.
"Were you hoping to see her still upset and crying for you?" She asked sarcastically. Stupid blonde, only you would hope for your friend to still be in pain for self benefit.
"Fuck no" I snapped, pausing at the doorway when she looked at me with that look like she knows something. I HATE that look, mocking superiority. "I needed to ask her something" I muttered.
"Well maybe I can help, what did you need to ask her?" Yeah OK. I rolled my eyes deciding to answer simply so she would leave me alone.
"I was going to ask her to be my date to a gala tonight. My mother is expecting me to bring one and no one else can go." Ha! It looks like she just got a jar of fire ants shoved down her throat! Glad I told her now.
"Oh" Ino paused, seeming to think something over. Probably trying to figure out what my mom must be. "Well, if you are really desperate I could go with you"
"What?" I stammered, completely taken by surprise. Um news flash blondie – I hate you and you hate me.
"Well Sakura can't go, I think we both know that. That's why you came over isn't it? To see if she would even be able to?" My eyes narrowed into an icy glare, I bet she thinks she really smart now. Urg, I hate her but still.. "So what do you say? Sakura won't wake up for a few hours at the very least I'll leave her a note and I already made food."
Well, this way I won't have to deal with my mom's wrath. Plus I don't care what she says to Ino, and Sakura will be able to rest.
"Fine, I have a dress you can wear." Well, slip of fabric. I grinned evilly "write the note and meet me outside in five minutes, we don't have a lot of time." I shut the door before Ino could say anything more, I can only deal with so much of her whiny voice – and went outside to await the look on her face once she see's my baby.
"That is fucking sick! I didn't know you had a bike!" I blinked, what did I just hear? Turning in the seat, I watched with amusement as Ino walked up to my baby, looking it over with obvious worship. If only my mother would share her sentiments.
"You like motorcycles barbie?"
"Of course! Only people who are dead to fun and adrenaline don't! I love the colour to!"
"Well, that's a surprise. Get on" I handed her the second helmet, revving the engine as she straddled the seat behind me. "Hold on tight" I smirked, lifting my feet and slamming down on the accelerator.
Instantly her arms wrapped tighter around my waist, leaving me feeling about to puke from her death grip. Holy hell, she really doesn't look like she has a lot of muscle on her.
Once we got home I told Ino where to find everything she might need, pointing her in the direction of the bathroom and the sliver of a dress my mother had given me. As the door shut I left to find heels that would fit her, and a second dress for myself.
Luckily, I managed to locate a silky red one I had worn at a previous engagement my parents attended. A strapless mini that cuts off at a length barely below indecent. At least it covers most of my body, can't say the same about Ino's dress.
So now I sit, waiting for Ino to finish getting dressed so I can straighten my hair – not that it will matter once I get back on my baby.
"Who's in the bathroom?" Gaara asked curiously, fumbling with his tie.
"My date" I smirked, our mom has never let him bring a date – even when he's had a significant other. She keeps hoping to set him up with a nice girl from a wealthy family.
"Jirobo couldn't come?"
"Nope, wrestling match" Garaa looked at me curiously, not sure if he should ask or not.
"Do I know him?"
"Tayuya you can't seriously expect me to wear this!" Ino whined – which is an even more unpleasant sound then normal voice Ino, which also sounds like whiny Ino. She took a step out of the bathroom, tugging at the fabric in an attempt to cover more skin.
The black sliver of a dress has to spaghetti straps holding up the two slivers that hang down over her breasts, leaving the skin between bare. The back is also bare, long slits going up both legs. Two thin ropes of fabric holding the two flaps together at the hip. Unlike my dress hers goes down to her ankles, not that it helps much.
"Why, whats wrong with it?" I asked innocently, I have to admit though – in that even barbie looks good. Not that I would ever admit it.
"You have got to be kidding, it barely covers anything! This is hardly appropriate!"
"My mom picked it out" I replied, glancing over at Gaara who is all but drooling. Seriously what is it with boys and blondes.
"She's your date?" He asked slowly, his eyes glued to her chest. Ino shifted uncomfortably and pointed towards her face, a coy grin awaiting Gaara's embarrassment.
"Isn't there anything else I can wear?" Ino asked hopefully.
"Nope, and we're already going to be late at this rate" Ino sighed in defeat, delving back into the bathroom to finish getting ready. I followed her and saluted Gaara letting him know he was returning the favour. (3)
"So what exactly is this for?" Ino asked, looking shaky in her heels as we walked up the front steps. The front of the building glowed, tall decorated windows streaming out golden light. Limo's lined up all the way up the front drive way. Just another way a motorcycle is better, I don't have to wait in line. Everywhere people are flowing into the building, silky dresses and stuffy suits blanketing my field of vision.
God I hate these things. It's one of the few demands from my parents I oblige to. Because if I didn't they made it very clear they would more or less disown me. Like I said, appearance is everything to them, having a daughter who doesn't show up to their public functions simply isn't acceptable.
"I don't know" Ino has that lost puppy look on her face, the one that makes me want to slap her. You would think she could at least close her mouth so it's not completely obvious she has no idea what to do.
"What do you mean you don't know? Isn't this like – important or something?"
"Probably, it's just some stupid fundraiser my parent's are apart of. My mom is one of the partners of a local law firm, my dad is one of the supreme judges or whatever they are called. So, they kinda get invited to all this crap and drag me along."
"Wow, guess your one of those apples that doesn't fall close to the tree then" she jibed, an amused smirk finally closing her drooling mouth.
"Something like that" I mumbled, stepping through the massive front doors. My eyes squinting as the bright lights burst forward suddenly. "Well let the fun begin."
Ino was silent as we waded through the crowd, I mumbled hello's and short greeting's to various people who I don't know, but apparently know me. A few of them I doubt knew me at all and simply wanted to talk to Ino. I swear, boys and blondes.
Finally, I spotted my mother. Now I can let her know I'm here, then pretend she doesn't exist and count the time until I get to leave.
"Oh Tayuya!" My mother called, spotting me as I walked towards her. A large – fake – grin pinning up her plastic smile. "Have you met Mr. Aluway? He's one of my new best and brightest" and from the look of him, your newest sex toy.
"Oh please, I hardly suit that title!" He replied in mock modesty. Yep, with that look he is definitely sleeping with her. Brilliant.
"A pleasure to meet you" I replied through clenched teeth, trying to keep the twitch out of my eyebrow and a somewhat believable smile on my face.
"Oh? And who is this dashing young lady?" Ino blushed, standing awkwardly close to me. If it wasn't so stuffy in here – and I wasn't trying to play her off as my date. I would probably bite her head off.
"She's my date, her name is Ino" I replied when Ino failed to.
"It's nice to meet you" Ino added, finally finding her voice. Surprisingly it's not that shaky either.
"I'm surprised you could get such an attractive young lady to agree to come here with you" my mother smiled at me, the venom in her words far from unnoticed. Ino glanced at me quickly, catching onto the double meaning as well.
"Yes well, at least she is my age" I replied, pleased at the spark of rage on my mothers face.
"Well either way, I do hope you tip her well. She's obviously working hard for it" ahh there it is, the first chirp at Ino. I wonder how she is going to handle it. I glanced at blondie, half expecting her to look ready to cry – to my surprise though she took my arm and grinned that coy grin she has a habit to.
"Don't worry mamn, your daughter tips very well – I plan on collecting as soon as we leave" she added a quick wink just to make sure the message was received the way it was intended. Aluway turned a deep crimson, clearing his throat and excusing himself from the conversation. What a bashful little idiot. I mean seriously – you're boinking my mom.
"So you brought one with some spunk this time Tay, well that's a change of pace. I swear the last few have been such a bore, but I suppose they were only around for one night anyways." I flinched, they were only around one night because you were such a bitch to them.
"Tell me darling, what do you plan to do with your life?" She continued, ignoring me. "I hope you don't plan to be a useless leech like my daughter"
"I plan to dance" Ino replied, instantly cut off by my mother.
"I see, well that would explain where my daughter found you. How much do you make a night?"
"I think you would be able to answer that more accurately then I could." Oh, score one for blondie. "I plan to dance professionally. In musicals." Ino continued, unperturbed. Who would of thought she would be so good at this?
"Oh well, how delightful!" Crap, she's got that look on her face "has my daughter told you anything of what she wants to do with her life?" Ino shook her head no, looking at me for a lead. "She wants to waste her time playing with instruments, as an 'artist.' It doesn't matter how well we've tried to groom her for an actual career, she still chooses to waste her time with music."
"Ahh well, I suppose it would be asking to much to have two children I can be proud of. At least Gaara is worthy of the family name! Now if you will excuse me – I have guests to greet and people to mingle with"
Ino mumbled her good bye as my mother turned and left.
"Wow your mom is.."
"A complete bitch?" I finished for her.
"Yeah."
"If only you could hear her when she isn't worried about being overheard by someone important." A long awkward silence followed. Well at least that went better then I thought it would. "So you feel like a drink? 'Cause I do."
-Sakura-
I blinked, looking around – where am I? Oh right, I'm at Ino's. I wonder where she is? Groggy, I spotted a note taped to a plate on the bedside table.
A sense of dread and de ja vu filled me as I ripped the note free, fingers trembling badly. This is exactly like the night before Anko was shot, well except Tayuya isn't here.
Tayuya. I wonder if she ever came back? Maybe I should call her, but I wonder if Ino would take offense to that. Urg this is all so frustrating, I don't know what their problem is with each other but they need to get over it. I feel like a kid in the middle of a custody battle. Except that would mean I kissed my mom.
Shaking my head clear, I rolled onto my back and focused on trying to make out the note.
'Hey Saku-
I didn't want to wake you. Tayuya came by looking for you, she didn't want to wake you up either though. She may not show it, but she really is a thoughtful person sometimes I guess.
Anyways, I didn't want to turn her away empty handed so I offered to help her in your steed. I'll be home later, if you need anything I have my cell phone.
PS – I made your favourite cookies, chocolate chip right?'
Finishing the note I looked back over at the plate, noticing for the first time the stack of cookies in the middle. I'm amazed she still remembers that, I must of mentioned it once or twice when we were.. well eight.
I guess this means I'm alone – what time is it anyways? Ten twenty? How long ago did I fall asleep, hmm. I think the police ass holes came over around.. noon-ish? Then at around four.. we started watching T.V followed by...
I blushed, alright enough of that. I think I fell asleep around five? So.. that's five hours missing. I wonder when Tayuya came by? Also, what did she need that she would come over here asking for help? AND that was so bad that Ino would offer to help her? I hope she's OK. I'm really sick of not knowing whats going on. It's like everyone else can see things I can't, I really should of just stuck to books. I'm not cut out for all this social, having friend's stuff.
Grabbing a cookie off the plate, I took a large bite and chewed slowly. You know what I need? I need to talk to an impartial third party, someone who knows whats going on but doesn't hate either Ino or Tayuya. Someone who knows me would be nice as well. It's not like I have a lot of choice, most people from school won't even talk to me.
Anko is in the hospital, not that I'm sure I could share this with her even if she were well, plus she would hardly be impartial. The only other two people I ever speak to are Tsunade and Kakashi. However, Kakashi would want whichever outcome leads to him serving his perverted desires. Tsunade...
Tsunade! Perfect! I wonder if she would even be at the apartments right now? Whatever, I can use some exercise anyways – so even if she's not, a walk will be good for me. I just really need to stop sitting around, Tayuya was right this morning about my needing to possibly go for a swim or something.
Within five minutes I found my shoes, borrowed a clean shirt – it was difficult to find one that fit me – with Ino being taller than me by a fair bit. As well as her chest being you know, not flat. Closing the door behind me, I located a spare key in case Ino wasn't back when I got back. Last thing I need is to get locked out.
Taking my first step into the street light lit up road, I took a deep breath reveling in the cold night air. Time to go.
-Tayuya-
"Oh. My. God" Ino giggled, 'slightly' inebriated. "Look at that one, I'm pretty sure hes wearing a wig and he STILL has a comb over" I snorted, looking over at the older guy she was watching. Wow, I'm pretty sure she's right. Why would you wear a wig and then still style it in a comb over?
"You know what would be sooooo cool right now?" Ino asked, I don't think shes able to hold her liquor very well. Blondies about to tip the fuck over and she's only had two drinks. Ahh well, this is far more amusing then I thought it was going to be. I shook my head 'no' waiting for her to continue. Please, tell me what your drunken mind would think is soooo cool.
"Ice cubes" huh? I blinked, looking at her slightly confused. Ino giggled again, "get it? 'Cause ice cubes are cold." She paused, her mouth forming an 'o' – I swear I just saw a light bulb click on over her head. "Oh.. wait that wouldn't be cool, that would be COLD! Oh darn it, I guess that doesn't work then" oh my god, she's pouting. Wow.
"You are so fucking blonde!" laughing, I wiped a tear away from the corner of my eye before Ino grabbed my arm.
"And you are so f-ing red!" F-ing? What, is she to much of a prude to say fucking.
"Yep" I smirked, Ino breaking down into another giggling fit. Well, who knew Ino could be somewhat fun, and I haven't seen my mother since they had their verbal spat. Tonight isn't going to bad.
"Sho, where's your dad?" She asked, taking another drink out of her almost empty glass.
"I dunno, he's probably here somewhere. He doesn't really care if I show up or not, and he would prefer not to waste his limited time at something like this talking to me. Gaara is probably with him."
Ino mulled over what I had said for a few moments before replying.
"Sooo then we could leave right now?"
"I guess, we have been here for a long time." I glanced around the room for a clock of some sorts, spotting one over top of the bar. It's already eleven. "Did you want to go home?"
"Mmmm I want ice cream" urg, not what I wanted to hear, but I guess the least I could do to repay her is buy her an ice cream.
-Sakura-
It took twenty minutes to walk to the apartments. It's surprisingly quiet tonight, the sky is bare, the wind is sleeping – even the road is barren from its usual traffic. Oh well, I guess that's a good thing, I would probably jump out of my skin at every little noise anyways.
Squinting against the suddenly bright lights I pushed open the front doors, scanning the lobby for my person of interest. She's not at her usual post, maybe she's in the back.
"Tsunade?" I called, walking up to the front desk and trying to see through the door that was open a sliver. "Hello, Tsunade?" I called again.
A low curse sounded from behind the door before it burst open. A disgruntled and annoyed woman glowered at me.
"What do you want at this time of night?" She barked before realizing who it was "oh, Sakura – what are you doing here?" I live here... you would think it wouldn't be a surprise that I'm here.
"Well, I was hoping I could talk to you" this was probably a stupid idea. I haven't spent a lot of time with her, she doesn't owe me any favours.. and she looks REALLY pissed. "Uh it's just," I continued, feeling the need to explain myself. "I kinda have a lot going on that I don't understand.. and I wanted to talk to a neutral third party?"
Tsunade sighed and beckoned for me to follow her, pushing back through the door to her back room.
"Alright, what is it you wanted to talk about?" She asked, sitting down in an old worn arm chair. Waiting for me to sit down on the couch across from her. I scanned the room, it's kinda like a big comfy office. Instead of a desk she has an oak coffee table with designs carved up the legs. An arm chair and a couch positioned on either side. A small beer fridge sits beside a bar set up in the far corner. A small T.V perched precariously on the edge.
I gaped at her walls, posters from what I can only guess to be playboy or something along that line decorating the walls. Women wearing borderline nothing, posing in suggestive stances. Tsunade followed my line of site and smirked.
"And you wondered why I thought you were gay" chuckling she folded her hands, resting her chin on her fingers, waiting for me to start talking. I blushed, tearing my eyes instantly off the posters, staring at my feet will be much safer.
Behind me, the door to an adjoining room opened.
"Tsunade who was at the desk?" Wait, I know that voice. Tsunade rubbed her temples and sighed heavily, I glanced over my shoulder to see who it was.
"I told you I'd be right back, you couldn't wait?"
Shizune – my school receptionist stood in the doorway looking at me with open horror. Judging by her clothing, or lack there of – on top of the fact that I am just now registering that Tsunade is wearing a robe. I think I just interrupted – oh god.
"I, uh – I am so sorry. I'll go-"
"Sit down!" Tsunade commanded, I sat instantly. The door behind me opened and closed, hurried foot steps following. Sighing heavily again Tsunade sat in silence for a moment. "Since you've already interrupted my night, you might as well ask me what it is you came here for." Slumping back into her seat, she propped up her chin once again. Waiting with obvious annoyance for me to spit out what I had to say.
I can't believe this, how does Tsunade even know my school receptionist? What are the odds?
Thoroughly annoyed, Tsunade rubbed her temples.
"I haven't been seeing her long, I actually met her by going to the school to explain why you weren't attending classes. Besides that, I shouldn't be explaining myself - why are you here Sakura. Spit it out, none of this I can come back later crap. I doubt Shizune will want to finish our little game now that she's seen you here. So this better be worth it."
I gulped, well I really hope this is what she considers worth it.
"And for god sakes, this is not the end of the world- Shizune get out here and stop hiding!" Tsunade growled, a small mew of a scream sounded in the back room followed by a scuffling of feet.
Shizune hurried out of the room, glancing between Tsunade and I, debating on where to sit. Well it's either on the couch beside me or on her lap.. how awkward do you want to make this?
Finally, prompted by a pointed glare - Shizune took a seat beside me, staring at her feet with a deep blush. It's odd, she always seems so collected, and kinda stressed out at school. She always knows whats going on, names and has everything in order. It's like she runs the school instead of Madara, I wonder if she's really this shy and bashful outside of work of if it's just Tsunade.
"Sakura!" Crap, I guess I should start talking.
"Um well, I'm not really sure where to start but.. do you remember Ino and Tayuya?" I guess I should make sure she knows who they are first.
"The blonde and the scarlet that have been following you lately?"
"Yes-"
"Which one is which?"
"Well Ino is the blonde-"
"So Ino is the one that asked you out? Then Tayuya is the jealous one that saved your butt, continue" she smirked at my confused look, Shizune has a small smile to. Did I miss something?
"OK.." I eyed her suspiciously "well, I'm pretty sure they don't like each other - like, at all." Tsunade laughed, again I think I'm missing something.
"Hun, I could of guessed that even if you didn't tell me" is it really that obvious? Maybe she saw something I didn't the other day.
I frowned, I wonder what else I have missed then?
"It's just, I don't know what to think. Ino says she loves me"
"Do you love her?"
"No, well I mean.. I think I could if I was given time. It's just - I barely know her"
"Hmm, how long have you known her"?"
"Technically, since we were five or six. We were best friends before Anko and Iruka adopted me and we moved here. It just feels like I don't know her at all anymore, and she isn't really giving me a chance to get to."
"Have you tried telling her how you feel?" I guess, if you count yelling at her and declaring to the whole school that I don't even know her.
"Kind of"
"Kind of?"
"Well, I told her I wasn't gay" Tsunade burst out laughing, leaving me looking like Shizune.
"Let me guess, she didn't believe you? Kind of like how I didn't"
"Yeah.. I don't know what to do. I don't want to have to keep pushing her away but it feels like that's the only way I will ever get to know her properly. She's already kissed me" well I'm not sure if that was my doing or hers, but still.
I can't say I didn't enjoy it, and I can't say I didn't want to - but I always pictured falling in love and having my first kiss with someone who I cared for deeply. Not a stranger who says they love me.
"Hmm.. and where is Tayuya in all of this? You mentioned both of them" that's a good question, I don't know where she is in all of this.
"I don't know" I admitted.
"You don't know? So do you have feelings for her then?"
"No! She's just a friend, a really good friend."
"Did you ever consider that Ino might be jealous of Tayuya?" Tsunade asked slowly, watching my reaction to the question.
"Why would she be jealous? There's nothing to be jealous of - Tayuya just likes to tease her a lot"
"Let me ask you this, who do you spend more time with?"
"Well.. Tayuya"
"Who do you think you know better between the two?"
"...Tayuya"
"Who would you rather spend time with?" Tsunade smirked.
"Tayuya, but-" she doesn't try and pressure me, its just easier.
"Can you see why she might be jealous now?"
"But there's no reason to be! The only reason I spend more time with Tayuya is because she is always there! The only reason I know Tayuya better is because she puts the effort there to get to know me, and lets me get to know her.
"And the only reason I enjoy spending time with her more then Ino is because she doesn't pressure me. There isn't this giant anvil sitting on me every time I hang out with her to fall in love, there isn't the constant reminder that I failed in our promise. There isn't a judge, sitting there was watching everything I do while comparing it to the Sakura she has in her head!
"If Ino would just back off and give me some space we wouldn't have this problem, if she would try to see me for who I am - not the eight year old she knew. But it doesn't matter what I do, she just doesn't get it."
"Maybe" Shizune inserted quietly "she is jealous of how easy it is for you and Tayuya, maybe she wishes that she could start with a blank slate - like Tayuya did. You seem to be expecting things of her as well. What if you are perceiving what she is doing incorrectly? She could be just as confused as you about what to do, or how to act. I know I would only get more and more nervous if I kept screwing up while trying to win over someones affection. Especially if there was competition that was winning."
I.. I'm the one that isn't understanding her? I chewed on my lip, mulling over what Shizune had said. What if she's right, I have been putting a lot of blame on Ino.. expecting her to know what I want and what to do.
How much effort have I really been putting forward?
"Sakura" Tsunade said softly, snapping me out of my train of thought. "Don't worry about it to much - love can't be forced. Whatever happens will happen, and no amount of worrying or fretting will do you any good."
"Yeah, I guess you're right. Thank you" I smiled weakly at both women in turn. Surprised by Shizune's insight. I wouldn't of placed her as someone who would be able to help but people are full of surprises.
"Oh" that's right, there was something else I should tell Tsunade. She was a friend of Anko's after all. IS a friend of Anko's - she will wake up. "A couple of cops found me today" Tsunade's brow furrowed, an obvious question unvoiced. "they asked me a few questions."
"What did they ask you?"
"They asked if there was a chance of Anko counting cards at a local casino.. they were wondering if that might be why she was shot. They were asking if I could remember any extended periods of time of her missing, or unexplained cash" well, I had asked myself about that.
"Sakura-"
"It's ridiculous I know, I just can't help but wonder. I still don't know how we are even able to pay rent when she hasn't had an actual job for years. I don't know where she would disappear to and come home drunk, I assumed it was a bar. I can't explain the cash she would come home with, I know it's a stretch. But.. I just can't help but see a lot of correlations.
"It may be completely ridiculous, but I have to ask. How did Anko pay you?" I need to know, no more being shut out in the dark.
"Sakura, I don't know if it's my place to tell you"
"Tell me what? What do you know? Tsunade please - I'm sick of not knowing"
"You won't like it, I don't want you to think any less of your mother" I think I've already hit that low point. All that's left is getting all the dirt washed off and starting over.
I nodded, a grim look on my face.
"Tell me"
1 – Remember, I'm going by the Canadian education system
2 – Shoot me, I like some of their songs :P
3 – If you don't get it - think about it for a second, how are boys able to salute in a way girls can't?
Alright, well this chapter has a lot in it, I actually had to cut it off. There was a lot more I wanted in before concluding it Oh well, longer chapter next time to I guess xD
Overall I'm fairly content with how this is coming along, I have had to change a lot since Tayuya has developed more than intended originally. What I am not to pleased with though is the amount of feedback I'm getting. Kinda thinking that either I'm releasing the chapters to close together, most of the fanfics I have read on here mention it taking 2-3 months between chapter releases. Either that or it simply isn't a fanfic people enjoy following D:
It would make my day if people would let me know what they think (good or bad) instead of simply putting down a favourite story. I do appreciate those to! But keep in mind I've spent hours writing and editing to post these to amuse you all so a quick 30 sec review isn't to far fetched :)
On a side note I'm almost done all the depressive ground work so it will get a lot better from here on! Thank you to everyone who has followed this story so far, your continued support is why I continue to write!
Till next time, Kiravu.