4. Dark
Ino had always loved the dark and mysterious type of guys. She'd always find so appealing the dark. Where one can hide and never be discovered.
Dark it's such an appealing place to be. As a ninja, the dark is your friend, your ally, your cover. How can a ninja not love the dark?
It's dangerous. It's full of surprises, full of enigmas and secrets. And Ino being the gossip girl that she was, she was always fond of secrets.
Ever since she was little, secrets had fascinated her. She wanted to know everything that was to know about them and the people in them.
At first it was the little thing. Who was going out with whom (working sometimes in the flower shop her family owned had a very key part on that aspect). Then when she started her training with her family's jutsus, the mind of everyone was at her disposal.
Every dirty little secret was within her reach.
But there was one who had caught her attention from early on in her life.
A dark haired boy, with a shy smile and warm eyes. Suddenly became a scowling and angry boy. He didn't laugh anymore. He was alone most of the time. Studying or practicing with targets at some vacant field. His eyes were hunted, dark. And she wanted to know what had happened with him.
She'd asked her dad about it. And he'd tell her that she was better off not knowing. But with the whispers and sad looks the boy got when ever he walk from the academy to his home, she'd put together what had happened to him.
His brother. His older brother had slaughtered he's whole clan one night and left him alive. He'd witnessed it too. And weeks after being in the hospital he'd had to leave his home and live in an apartment down town. Alone.
She'd always thought that what he needed was a little of love in his life. And so, she'd being one of the masses of girls who shower him with their feelings, following him day in and day out. Never once receiving some kind of acknowledgment from his part.
But he was dark, and mysterious. And she love it.
Until he'd left. And she forgot. Two years later, she'd found someone new. Someone darker. With secrets more devastating and someone who knew how to hide the darkness inside him.
A boy who hid his pain with smiles and tears with laughter. Someone who'd live alone and had being shunned all his life. Someone who had never being shown what love is. But gave it freely. Someone with a past so dark and secrets that they even had rank.
S-class village security secret.
And since then she decided that maybe, dark wasn't that attractive anymore.
And maybe sunny smiles and loud heart felt laugh, blue shining eyes and blond golden hair was better and scowling onyx eyes and bluish-black hair and grunted monosyllables.