A/N- Well hello there, missed me?
Now as far as the mere, like, two who's playing my guessing game (super excited for those who are) I would like to keep that updated. One answer was correct, provided by your beloved SakuIno1. 1 constant IS the grandmothers, even though they are two seprate people.
Thank you, my dear lad, for coming up with that. I love you.
For the other answer you said, I regret telling you that it is wrong. Patience, though, is a very good guess. Still. Keep your eyes peeled. And, for your efforts, I'll give you a hint. It isn't said by the grandmother.
So two more questions you guys. 1.) What is continuously mentioned. Honestly, in every chapter. 2.) Two stories that this is a mash up with. (Hint: One story is a very famous piece. A tragic love story.)
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Naruto.
Oh, and one more thing, because this is a familar face that always appears somewhere in the middle of my stories. It's nice to see you again Stupid Focking Rope. (Hello to everyone else who leaves reviews on all my stories as well)
The little girl skipped next to her grandmother with a never ending rhythm. The second her foot touched down on the concrete floor, the girl instantly bounced up again in an almost tiring cycle.
The grandmother, who had decided to take the girl to the park, walked steadily, aching with every glance she made at the girl. Just the look of the child's constant movement caused her to cringe, the mere thought of bouncing gave her a slight headache as she imagined all the possible pain.
By the grandmother's side, a picnic basket, filled with sandwiches, fruit, and a container of juice. Without the child's knowledge, though, the grandma slipped two cookies in as well. A surprise treat for when they sat down and ate in the nice sunny day.
As predicted, the child spoke first, "So, grandma, tell me more about her."
The grandmother looked up a the sky. She watched the clouds for a moment as she thought, "Well, besides the fact that she's oh so very shy, and very stubborn, also outspoken, I can't think of anything else to tell you dear."
"Oh grandma, there must be more!" the girl pressed, staring up at her grandmother with wide innocent eyes, "Will she have any pets? What's her favorite color? Does she have a sister?"
The grandmother chuckled as she shook her head, "No, none of those, and her favorite color always changes. She doesn't have any sisters either... Well wait, you could say she has a sister."
"Really?" The child asked excitedly as she bounced up and down, "Will she like me?"
The old woman's eyes crinkled as she smiled, "Instantly. But the girl isn't really her sister. Maybe in the past she was, but that girl never had a sister, even when my grandmother told me the stories."
"Oh, well who is she then. A close friend?" The girls pink eyebrows came together in a curious bunch.
"In the future, yes she is. In the past, I can almost guarantee that they were blood once upon a time." The grandma answered, her eyebrows, too, coming together in thought.
"Well what happened, why aren't they sisters anymore?"
It was always like this. Question after question. The grandmother chuckled before shaking her head, "Who knows, dear, fate and life always seems to surprise us."
"Oh well, at least she'll like me." The girl replied happily as she continued to skip once more.
"Oh, she will, my child. She will absolutely adore you, but you must be careful, she will adore another also." The old woman warned as she patted her granddaughters head. (1)
The granddaughter instantly stopped skipping, "Another? Who?"
The old woman soft smile turned into a small frown, her voice turning cold, "A man who will be fighting for the same thing you are."
"A man?..." The girl mused, the thought turning in her head, "Does that mean there is someone else like us?"
"We are very unqiue, my child, very unique." The grandmother answered, her voice still laced with chill, "And while we are one of a kind, there is a possibility there are others. I cannot say that that man is the same as us, but I will say that he has always been there, making the process of winning that girls heart ever so harder."
"He must be one of us, then!" The girl said with a grin, "Fighting for the same thing we are fighting for. Her."
The grandmother shook her head, looking grave as her thoughts darkened, "We fight for the heart. He fights to win."
X
I took a moment to breathe before shaking my head to snap myself out of it. Turning around, I peeked out of the door again, worried that they might have sat down already. By the grace of unknown forces, the guests were still marveling at the food that was still pouring in. A pang shot through me as I thought of how I could have spent another minute or two with Sakura without anyone noticing me slipping out.
Brushing the thought aside, I pull the door open just enough for me to squeeze out, praying no one would take interest to what might be behind them. Sucking in a breath to pull in my stomach, I stood up straight and took a side step to slip out, but came to a halt when a figure came scurrying in front of me.
Squeaking in surprise, my heart pounded at the assumption that I was found out. To my much relief, though, I found that it was only Anna, who was skillfully blocking the view of me sneaking inside from any noisy viewer who might have been glancing around.
Quickly, I continued to slip out then closed the door behind me swiftly. Anxiously, I ran my hand through my hair and fluffed the end, frantically looking around to see if anyone had noticed the action that had just went down. My heart was pounding and my nerves felt raw as my body nervously jittered, senses still set on high as my adrenaline slowly drained.
Anna glanced back at me with a smirk playing on her lips. Then, before I could glare at her and snap at her to shut up, she took my wrist and pulled me away, carefully avoiding the guests.
"You need to be careful, Ino." She whispered as she pulled me to her side, leaning in to make sure no one heard as we made our way through the room, "If someone spots you sneaking off at parties by yourself, they would be keen to know what you're doing."
I blushed at as she spoke, my stomach knotting. She was right; it wouldn't have looked good to be seen sneaking off and slinking back ten minutes later.
"God knows women like the gossip," Anna continued as she glanced around at our party guests, her eyes narrowing at them as if she suspected they were all holding weapons, "Especially about someone that is more beautiful than them. They would like to see you fail, Ino, so don't give them anything to destroy you with."
I nodded silently, feeling like a scolded child as we made it to the front of the room. Naruto stood there with a wine glass in his hand, carefully swirling it as he watched the chefs continue to come out of the kitchen, all in single file and all caring a tray of food. Once the main dinner table was completely covered with food, the chefs slowly started to fill the smaller tables as well.
Anna pulled me until I was next to Naruto, who glanced down at me with a smile and offered his arm. Smiling, I took it and pressed against him, feeling more secure and anchored as my brother's strong arm tightened around my slender one.
Anna was gone before I could thank her, but I silently told myself that I would thank her when I saw her next. Even though she approved of all my schemes and fueled my fire of any rule breaking, she tended to always keep me out of trouble. She was one contradiction in my life that I was happy to keep around, something I've learned after several times being saved by her. Annoying as she can be, she was the closest thing to a sister that I could get, especially since my mother had stopped bearing children so long ago.
When the food was done being placed, the chefs walked back in the kitchen. After a moment, the top chef came out with a broad smile on his face, bowing as the guest applauded him. When the crowd had settled, he took the time to explain what he had served us tonight.
"I know you don't want to do any bachelor searching while you're eating dinner and trying to relax, but there is a man that would like to speak with you." Naruto leaned down and mumbled quietly. When he felt me tense, he squeezed my arm and nodded, "I know, I told him you wouldn't want to be bothered, and I even explained the rough day you've had, but he insisted your presence."
Sighing, I slouched, already feeling tired at the thought of trying to engage in conversation with someone I didn't know. Small talk was always so difficult with me, "Jeez Naruto…"
"I promise, it was frustratingly hard to try not to be rude with this man. I tried as hard as I could to persuade him to come back another time, but he wouldn't take no for an answer." Naruto tried to explain, and I could hear the guilt in his voice for having to break this news to me. Even though he's eager for me to find a decent husband in this business game, he didn't want to ruin the small moments I had to myself now days.
Smiling slightly, I shake my head and look forward, "It's alright Naruto, one bachelor shouldn't be too much to deal with. If the man is as stubborn as you say he is, I doubt I will like him and it will be quick."
Naruto glanced at me with an apologetic smile, "Yes, because a man must be absolutely perfect before you even think about choosing them."
Giggling, I dug my elbow into his ribs, "Shut up."
He only chuckled in response, "And now for our gracious hosts who have so generously allowed everyone to be here tonight, and ."
Clearing his throat and straightening his face, Naruto smiled and nodded towards our guest. With a small blush, I inclined my head once, following his suit. When he began taking steps forward, I followed, arm still hooked with his. I clung to him, feeling very vulnerable and exposed as I felt everyone's eyes on me and my brother.
"Relax, little sister, you are looking beautiful, I promise." Naruto murmured as we made our way towards the dining table.
At being called little sister, I smiled slightly, feeling warmth spreading throughout me. Naruto may be an annoying jerk when he felt head strong and better than me because he was older, but it was times like these that have me remembering when we were younger and how he always protected me. Never letting me leave his side and always holding my hand crossing streets or walking to school.
Since mother is always busy, father always gone, and grandmother no longer with us, Naruto has been the only constant in my life that has always there, yet forever changing. He wasn't the same mischievous child who was throwing firecrackers into pipes to see if anything would explode. Nor was he the same teenager who threw a party that ended up getting busted by the cops. He was a man, an understanding tender one who would always have my back if there was anything I needed.
Thinking on it now, I would have to say he is what I will miss most about living here in this mansion. While this place always felt cold and distant, he filled it with warmth and love. He made it home.
Naruto pulled out my chair respectfully, offering it with a gesture of his hand. A small smile crept my lips as I inclined my head once and sat down, my feet sliding against the floor as he scooted me in. Then, he took a chair and sat right next to me, glancing at me with a wink as I fidgeted with the table cloth.
We were sitting at the very top of the table, where only two chairs sat to overlook the full dinning. Two plates were placed side by side with three different spoons, forks, and knives all lying neatly on top of napkins. Also, on the table sat a perfectly placed wine glass that showed a single glare from the lights above.
Dinner always seemed too formal, especially when we had guests around. Our supper usually contained people other than just me and Naruto, but today we hosted a bigger party than usual. Senju corp must be very big and very wealthy to have this many important faces in one company, every single guest holding a significant position. Our advisors must have had to pull a lot of strings in order to reel this company in, they looked as if they only ate the finest foods, wines, and desserts every day just for brunch.
Brunch... Only real classy people do brunch.
So, any sane person could understand my uneasiness. While we were very prestigious when it came to most, there was a very good chance that these men and women were more prestigious then that. And while we claim to have one of the best chefs in the world, these men and women probably each held the best chef of the world.
In business studies you are taught not to get intimidated. If your frightened off by anything, you will gain nothing. The game is to become more intimidating than your opponite, which requires making risks, crossing lines, and stepping on toes. It is only then that you gain something, anything, that could possibly jump you up from rank 72 to 51. Being good at this game also allows a name for yourself.
Well right now they are doing a very good job intimidating me, and all they are doing is standing there.
"Become anymore stiff, Ino, and you will shatter by the slightest breeze." Naruto commented under his breath as his eyes scanned the room.
Blushing, I tried to relax and took a sip of my wine that a butler had just poured, "I can't help it. They all look like they have million dollar sticks up their ass."
Naruto snorted with his mouth closed, trying not to spit out his wine in laughter. Grabbing a napkin, he quickly covered his mouth and cleared his throat with an amused twinkle in his eyes.
"Now, please guests don't be shy. You may go ahead and have a seat."
I glanced to my right as I heard Wilson speak, when he caught my eyes he nodded to me in acknowledgement and then turned to a butler and ordered him what to do. Wilson was the main butler, the one who saw to all of the other butlers. He gave orders, overlooked preparations pertaining to parties, dining, personal meetings, and other things that went on inside of the mansion. On top of that, he was Naruto's personal butler.
He has been in the family for as long as I could remember, but none of my memory betrayed how old he could possibly be. In the years that have passed and I have grown up, he has always looked the same to me, dashing with a full set of hair.
To me, hair betrayed your age. If you had a full lock of it, you were still young in my eyes, even if it didn't make sense.
"The divine Ino Yamanaka, I'm so happy that you are gracing all of us with your company."
I blinked and turned my head away from Wilson, looking up to see who was speaking. My heart dropped when I saw the dark blue hair and onyx eyes.
"President of Senju Corp." I squeaked out, pushing my chair to stand up and shake the man's hand. When he stopped me with a caress of my arm and a smile, my heart fluttered.
"Please, don't stand. It's beyond unnecessary. Plus, you're already comfortable in your seat." He said politely with another small smile. Then, he turned to my brother, hand out for him to shake it, "Mr. Uzumaki."
He didn't stop Naruto from standing, only took his hand in a firm grasp and shook it once. Naruto gave him a tight smile and nodded, "Mr. Uchia, a pleasure."
With another friendly smile, sat next to my brother, settling in his seat with his smile never flattering, "So, Miss Yamanaka, I've heard that you've had a rather tired day and wanted nothing more than to relax. I apologize for ruining that for you."
My mind reeled as I almost fainted. This is the guy that Naruto was talking about? How could he have even thought about turning this man down? If Wilson knew who this man was, Naruto was bound to know. So what was Naruto thinking?
"No it's quite alright." I hastily say, taking a sip of my wine to keep me occupied.
"I'm sure you're just being polite. I know anyone would be annoyed with my persistence in trying to see you," he chuckled at his comment and glanced at my brother, who only gave another tight smile, "But you see, I was supposed to be meeting you today. That was cancelled, however, when your meetings were unexpectedly discontinued for the day. Which may be the reason why you're so stressed this evening?"
Meetings? Discontinued…
"You were part of the bachelor list?" I utter out in surprise, my eyes widening in shock.
He gave a smile as he nodded and took a sip of his wine, "I was; dressed to par and ready to meet the legendary Miss Ino, only to be told that I must return the next day. I know I should have just waited, but I couldn't stand the thought of sitting in that room, watching my chance at partnering with your company slip with each and every potential bachelor entering your mansion. The possibility was just too terrifying."
"Partnering?" I squeaked out in surprise again, feeling like a complete idiot. I probably sounded like a parrot.
"Well yes. This is why I arranged with your advisors to set me up with you for dinner tonight, I thought maybe I would be able to meet you during the party. It seems, though, that you are very hard to find with so many faces mingling in one place. I thought I saw you once, but when I came to approach you, you were gone." He nodded in thanks when a butler served him some duck.
A guilty blush spread my cheeks as I took my wine and sipped again, "Strange, maybe it was someone else?"
"If I were capable of mistaking you for someone else, I would be disrespecting you totally. Beauty like yours is impossible to duplicate, even with hazy sight." Taking a bite of his duck, he nodded in approval and sipped his wine, "Rumors proved true. You're delicately stunning. Even men sworn off of women surely would fall to your feet." With a small secretive smile, he held my eyes and said in a whisper laced with seduction, "I already find myself stumbling."
Suddenly I stood up, cheeks, neck, and ears warm. Naruto looked startled by my movement. Mr. Uchia, on the other hand, only smirked to himself as he ate another piece of duck. When Naruto gave me a questioning look, I shot out, "I'm feeling warm, Naruto. I'll need to excuse myself."
"Warm?" He asked worriedly as he placed down his fork, "Do you need me to call the nurse?"
"No no," I hastily said as I took a step to the side and slid my chair under the table, "I'm sure I've just had too much to drink. I think me lying down would do me some good."
"Let me walk you to your room then." Naruto replied, already moving to get up.
"No!" I shout out, blushing when I realized I was a bit too loud and caused guests to glance over at us, "You stay here. Um-"
"I'll take her Naruto," Anna said, magically appearing next to me, "you must stay here and keep your guests company. What's a party without its hosts?"
Naruto didn't look at all convinced, but when he glanced at me again and I gave him a reassuring smile, he nodded and settled back into his chair, "If you have any problem at all, call me immediately. Host or not, you're my little sister."
I small smile played at my lips at his words, but I nodded as Anna spoke, "Of course sir."
Turning around, Anna held my arm carefully as we walked out of the room, cautious not to go to fast or we would cause a scene. As soon as the door shut, she let go and we walked normally to my room. Well, she walked normally, I was still blushing furiously.
"That man-" I started, but fell silent, not knowing what to say.
"That man was deviously handsome!" Anna said excitedly as she turned to me, a glint in her eyes as she continued to gush, "President of Senju, smooth with his words, and a smile that could make any young maiden swoon." She made a gesture with her body that looked as if she was slowly falling into bliss. When I pushed her arm slightly, she only laughed and continued, "He was perfect, and very straight forward. You never stood a chance."
"I had a conversation with him before I left," I snapped, crossing my arms as we turned the corner.
"Oh yes. Of course. Who could forget that intelligent conversation? Mocking birds all around must be jealous of you." Anna snickered, and laughed as she dodged my pushing arm.
"Shut up, Anna." I grumbled as she opened my door, stepping to the side for me to enter first.
"Alright, honestly then." She finally turned serious, following me inside and closing the door, "What did you think of him?"
My cheeks burned as I thought about his knowing smirk, "I don't know. Just seems like another want to be charming bachelor."
"Oh but he's not. He isn't pretending Ino, he is charming," Anna spoke, taking my earrings as I took them off, "And, unlike the other bachelors, he is the president of one of the top three business giants. Even if he was downright ugly with an attitude to match, he is hard competition for the rest of the little boys who find themselves knocking at our door."
"Women too." I mumble out, and when Anna glances at me I blush and look away.
"What did you say?" She asked as she took my shoes.
"I said women too. You know, for the people who come knocking at our door." I rush out, heart pounding.
"Oooh, I almost forgot, the prince like Sakura Haruno who has come kneeling at your feet." Anna cooed with a wink as I glanced at her, "I must admit, she's competition also, even without the rank."
I fidgeted with my fingers as I looked down at my lap, "You don't think it's awkward… Me even considering Sakura?…"
I looked up when I felt a finger under my chin. My eyes held Anna's as she looked at me steadily, a soft smile on her lips as she spoke, "Ino, love is love, no matter where you find it. Gender doesn't matter."
Fire consumed my face as I stammered out, "I didn't mean love wise!"
She only laughed, though, as she made her way to the door, "Of course not, dear Miss Ino. You meant partner wise, how silly of me."
I snatched my pillow from my bed, heart hammering with embarrassment and anger, but was too late. The teasing maid escaped my room, shutting the door behind her with another bubble of laughter.
X
I woke up to rocks hitting my window. Well, more like pebbles. I don't know how long it was going on for, only that for a good thirty minutes I weaved in and out of consciousness with the annoying sound forever beating at my ears
With a groan I rolled over. Again I fell back to sleep but woke right up when another pebble 'tinked' my window. With another groan, I rolled over then slid off the bed, eyes practically shut as I stumbled towards the noise. When I reached it, I took a breath and practically fell back asleep standing up before opening my window swiftly.
"Who in the world- Ow!" I yelped out, rubbing my forehead then glaring at the ground, "What the heck!"
"Oops. Sorry," called a voice from below, sounding sincerely apologetic, "You kind of opened the window faster than I expected."
"Sakura?" I asked, squinting my eyes to see if it was really her. It was too dark to make out the figure, though.
"Yeah. Sorry for waking you, but…uh… You didn't call."
I blinked, my foggy half sleep mind not comprehending the sentence. Who was I suppose to call? Why was she throwing rocks at my window? What the hell time was it?
"You're kidding." I say out loud, realization smacking me in the face, "You're here because I didn't call you?"
"Um… If I say yes, would you murder me?" Sakura called back, sounding very unsure.
"You are ridiculous!" I yell, rubbing my forehead. Glancing at my glowing clock, I groaned, "Sakura it's three in the morning!"
"I figured you would still be up partying. Well, just getting back from partying rather."
"Idiot! The party ended hours ago. Did you expect there to be dancing and booze? It was only a dinner!"
"Oh…" she answered, honestly sounding surprised, "Well you can't be angry for me miscalculating that. I mean, from the rumors, you're parties are spectacular gatherings that has everyone getting laid with their own personal hooker that you provide."
My half asleep mind took a second to comprehend what she had just said. Even as it came through, I cocked my head back in confusion, "You thought what?"
"Never mind, can I come up?"
"Wh-what?"
"Can I come up? It's freezing out here."
"Jeez," I grumbled with a roll of my eyes, "Sure if you must."
"Why thank you miss!" She called back, and I could only imagine her grinning.
You know in that one vampire movie where the werewolf boy takes three major jumps the swings inside of the girl's window with so much grace and speed that you just want to squeal.
Well Sakura was a bit less graceful.
Tumbling inside with a leaf in her hair, she let out a worn breath and hunched over, "Who knew trees were so hard to climb."
I sat on my bed, looking at her with a shake of my head, laughing to myself, "Right? Who knew? Those darn things."
She glanced up at me with a small glare, "You making fun of me?"
"Oh no, of course not." I denied with an innocent smile.
She stood up straight and pointed an accusing finger, "I have a feeling you like seeing other peoples suffering."
"Only the ridiculous suffering." I correct with another giggle as she pulled out the leaf from her hair.
"Suffering is suffering miss divine Ino, no matter what the type." she grumbled out as she brushed herself off.
Frowning, I cocked my head slightly. The way she had said it betrayed the venom she was poorly trying to hide. "Divine Ino?" I asked, watching her closely and taking note on her body language.
She frowned slightly as she turned to look at the wall, shaking her head as she mumbled quickly, "Nothing. Just me being stupid."
I opened my mouth to ask where had her bad mood come from until it suddenly hit me, "You went back inside the dining room?"
When the thought struck me, she cursed silently to herself then turned back to me, still frowning, "Well, the door I so smoothly walked into led no where. I had to go through the dining room to get back out... and I might have heard you and 's conversation."
I blinked, surprised, "You were that close? I didn't even see you."
With a slight smile and a wink, she tried to sound humorous, "That's because, my dear Ino, I didn't want to be seen."
I brushed her off as pushed the important issue, "So you saw me and . How much did you hear?"
Sakura turned away from me again, walking towards my dresser as she mumbled, "Enough to know that he's already stumbling for you."
Warmth spread my cheeks instantly as I felt the embarrassment course through me. It wasn't because of the memory, rather the thought that Sakura saw me rushing out like an idiot after one comment that had me feeling absolutely mortified. Bringing my hands to my face, I squeaked out, "Oh god."
"Yeah well..." Sakura continued, turning to face me with the same frown on her face, "I wanted to be the one to tell you that if you were thinking about changing your mind, I wouldn't-"
"Changing my mind?" I interrupted as I looked up at her, my eyebrows coming together in confusion.
"About the partnership..." She offered as she looked at steadily, "I was going to say I didn't mind, and that I didn't want you to feel like your obligated to partner with me."
"I haven't changed my mind though," I mumbled, still confused, "What made you think that I did?"
This time it was Sakura's turn to blush. A light pink color flooded her cheeks as she stumbled across her sentence, "I thought that since that Uchia guy had you all flustered-"
"He didn't have me that flustered!" I shoot back with a glare towards the wall as I crossed my arms, "I can't help that I blush easily. It's some awkward trait that I think I scored from my grandmother, because even my mother doesn't blush as much as me."
"So you didn't find him...dashing?" Sakura asked carefully as she watched me closely.
I blushed and looked away, "I told Anna that I thought he was just like any other want to be charming bachelor."
There was a moment of silence. I had been studying my fingers closely, doing all I could to avoid Sakura's eyes, when I had decided that I couldn't take the quiet anymore. My eyes traveled up, feeling uneasy about everything that was happening. Sakura being in my room, us discussing if I found the man dashing enough to partner with him, the setting was a bit too uncomfortable for my liking. Yet, when I saw that she was grinning from ear to ear, still resembling the child that she sometimes carefully tucked away, I instantly eased.
"Wannabe?" She asked, her teasing voice slowly creeping out.
I rolled my eyes and shook my head, "Yes, Sakura, wannabe. Anna says he's every bit of charming as he claims to be, but I think otherwise."
A snicker slipped her lips, which was instantly hidden when I looked up to glare at her. "Well that's too bad." Sakura said carefully as she tried to calm her face, "I thought for sure he had stolen your heart."
"After some quick clever remarks?" I said with a huff, "It's going to have to take more than that."
"I would hope so..."
Her voice was so close, so soft, that I jumped. She was standing in front of me now, eyes steadily watching me with such intensity that my heart skipped a beat. A blush spread my neck at the proximity of her and I shift in my seat, feeling slightly uncomfortable. When she brushed a small strained of my hair from my face, my heart fluttered and my whole body set on fire.
"No one deserves your heart accept the one who works the hardest for it." She mumbled, her words barely scratching a whisper as her finger lingered against my skin for a moment.
Heart hammering and skin prickling, I shifted again to look up at her. When my eyes caught hers, she smiled slightly, almost distractedly, as her gaze never let up. I bit my lip to keep me calm, but that only seemed to amuse her. Her distracted smile turned warm and knowing as she took her hand away and gave out a chuckle.
"Your blush is one of the good traits about you." She admitted, turning and walking towards the window.
As soon as she gotten far enough, I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. Every frozen limb slowly melted and my mind creeped to functioning level. Blinking, I snapped out of it, "Are you leaving already?"
"Yes ma'am, I am. I fear if I stay any longer, I will end up making an absolute fool of myself." She answered as she opened my window, glancing down.
"Oh, well... I guess I will talk to you later?" I said slowly, not knowing what else to say.
At my words she turned and smiled, nodding, "You will. As long as you have my phone number that is."
"I do," I say, nodding and standing from the edge of my bed, taking a step towards her, "Is there a time you would prefer I call?"
"Whenever suits you," she replied, walking towards me.
My heart fluttered as she came closer, my body already stiffening slightly. When she was right in front of me, I held my breath, my nerves on edge. Then, slipping my hand into hers, she squeezed it lightly as she mumbled, "My phone is always open for you, remember that."
As she paused, waiting for my reply, I simply nodded as bit the inside of my cheek.
A small smile played at her lips as she leaned forward and kissed my cheek lightly, rubbing my fingers once with her thumb, "Until we see each other again, Ino."
Then she stepped away, climbed out of the window, and disappeared, a habit she seemed to be slowly gaining. As I walked over, slightly light headed and butterflies dancing in my chest, I hoped this time she didn't need to come back to find her way out.
(1) - If you haven't figured it out yet, they are talking about Anna
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Keep thinking about those One constant and the two story match up. I think I gave you a big hint for the second question, but that's only because I know no one will ever guess the one constant.
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