"But don't you miss him?" Ino asked that night, lying in bed together.

"I've only been away a few days." Sakura said practically. "I'm not a withering flower."

"Withering flower?"

"I don't know. I mean, I'm not going to fade away without him for a while."

Ino laughed. "Well than, I suppose that's a good thing."

"I like to think so, yes."