One hot summer day, as the sun was barely rising over the picturesque hills and trees, everyone in Konoha was out doing very important yet random stuff far far away.

Out of boredom, Ino decided to go over to the household of the only other person present in Konoha: Sakura.

Although the two had had a treacherous and angered history in the past, they had decided for the benefit of their sanity,

(Which was dwindling mind you),

To spend the lonely day together.

Upon arriving, Ino found the house to be dark and silent.

"Sakura?" Ino called out into the seemingly empty house.

"I'm upstairs!" called Sakura from, well, upstairs, "come on up!"

Ino padded, softly as a ninja (hehe, she IS one) up the stairs and into Sakuras room.

Taking a step forward, she was suddenly tackled from behind by the pink haired nin (I hate it when fanficers call her that)

Turning around in Sakura's grip, they faced eachother.

Eyes full of lust, and a new heat rising between their thighs, they began to kiss feverishly.

Somewhere, in far far away, Jiraiya drops a bag of petroleum jelly and says with a wide grin on his face "my porno senses are ting-ga-ling!"

Tsunade, who is next to him says, "no Jiraiya, that's just the *BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP* and the peanut butter *BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP* with the big red BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPing hippos with the *BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP* and a spatula!"

Jiriaya looks over at her bewilderedly and says, "wow Tsunade, I'm not that dirty! Not Even in an M rated ficlet!"

*Back to the main story*

Their desperate Tongues intertwining in a moist, hot, and tight embraceful tongue dance.

Finally pulling apart for air, they cried,

"APRIL FOOLS!"

"Cha! like rewy would EVER write a(nother) yuri citrus fanfic!"

The two laughed, then began insulting eachother while they made their way downstairs to make a p b and j sandwich. (And not the kinky kind!)

They enjoyed their sandwiches and sat on a pretty veranda in the sunset (because its cliché) giggling about the gullibility of real life humans until I finished writing this story.

The end!

(And yes, I'm likely to get flamed about it, but flames will be used to ignite my heart in a ravenous burst of *BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP* and the feathers will be used to *BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP* all the jam in the world will not save you from *BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP* and la mexicaine de perforation will come and *BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP* because your mothers cat will have babies with a *BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP* and that's just the beginning of a long and thick *BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP* of which the world is un prepared for!

So in short, don't flame please!

Also, cake is delicious and sweet, like a lie, or revenge…MOOHAHA!!! LEM!!!

Wow I've had to much nos at…OH SHI ITS 4 IN THE MORNING AND I HAVE A MATH TEST TOMMOROW! GAH! DAMN ME AND MY LOVELY RAMBLING!!!!!!!!111

(You know there's something wrong when your rambling is longer than your story)