Under His Spell
Chapter Five: Ino in the Hallway
Zelda pushed Sasuke off her and found Sakura standing up, looking straight at her as if she'd seen a ghost.
Zelda pleadingly told her, "No, Sakura. It was me," but Sakura just shook her head disbelievingly and soon she dashed out the door.
"Sakura!" But she just ignored Zelda's voice and ran through the hallway, tears streaming down her face.
That stupid Zelda! she thought angrily. That… that traitor!
Suddenly, out of nowhere, a puff of smoke appeared before Sakura. She stopped in her tracks and gazed out into the smoke.
"Huh? What's going on?"
As soon as the smoke cleared away, Ino appeared before her, looking concerned as ever.
"Ino???" Sakura gasped. "What the heck are you doing here?"
"Shut up! Do you want them to hear us?" snapped Ino.
Then Sakura lowered to a whisper, "What are you doing here, Ino? Aren't you supposed to be in class?"
"I was in class. But this is way more important."
"Okay, what?"
"It's about Sasuke."
"Oh, no!" Sakura moaned. "Please! I don't wanna talk about it right now."
"What's going on with Sasuke?"
"What do you mean, 'what's going on'? Didn't you see him and Zelda back there? Everyone saw!"
"What happened?"
"Zelda stole him from me, that's what!"
"Now, who is this 'Zelda'?"
"Ugh, Ino! Don't you ever pay attention? Zelda is this 'new girl' here. Ugh! I can't stand her! She and Sasuke together!"
"Ah, I see."
"Huh?" Sakura looked at Ino.
"Look, here's what. I'll make Sasuke and Zelda breakup, okay?"
"How will you do that?"
"You'll see." Ino gave her a sly grin and vanished.
"Ino?" Sakura looked around and then shrugged. "Hmph. Ino better have something good for that good-for-nothing Zelda!"
And she headed back to the classroom, hoping Ino had already set up something for Zelda.
Meanwhile, Ino appeared outside the academy hidden within the shade of a tree, after meeting up with Sakura.
"Famine!" hissed a deep crisp voice coming from her. That was definitely not Ino's voice.
"Yes, master?" a squeaky voice responded behind the bushes nearby.
"Bring me the prisoner."
"Yes, master."
An apparently slim and jester-looking servant came out from his hiding place. He bore a huge mischievous grin on his white powered face and in his hands was a huge brown sack. It looked fairly heavy for him, but he managed.
"Here is the prisoner, master," Famine said, dropping the sack in front of him.
"Open it. Let him out," the master commanded, so Famine untied the sack, revealing some dude in a green tunic; his hands and feet were tied tightly and a piece of white cloth was tied over his mouth.
"Ah," the master said. "Well, how did it felt in there? Link."
Link struggled to rip the rope that held his hands and feet off.
"Aw… don't worry…" the master said sarcastically sweet. "You won't stay like that… forever."
"Arghue! Arghue!" Link muttered through the cloth.
Suddenly, the Ino-disguised master changed shape once more and revealed his true being.