"Breakfast Miss Haruno and Miss Yamanaka," a gentle voice whispered over Ino and Sakura's bed.

Ino opened her eyes to see a lady standing over her bed.

"AHHHHHHH!" Ino screeched as she tried to bolt out of the room, this unfortunately didn't work for her as she was…well…sort of handcuffed to the person she hated most in life.

Sakura was unpleasantly awoken by the feeling of her arm being pulled out of it's socket. Ow.

"What the hell?" Sakura yelled as Ino stood screeching on Sakura's four-poster bed.

"What are you doing pig?" Sakura seethed as her arm jolted up and down.

"Burglar! Thief!" Ino pointed at the poor breakfast maid.

"Oh, no Miss-

"Don't try and smooth talk to me you dirty, sleazy-

"PIG! That is the maid who serves breakfast," Sakura glared at the shocked blonde.

"M-maid?"

"MAID."

"Oh, well in that case," Ino quickly sat down on the bed, "Bon appetite."

Sakura rolled her emerald green eyes, Ino was so strange, and who would mistake a maid for a thief? Why would a thief be holding a tray of breakfast?

"Yes Miss Yamanaka, my mistake for frightening you," the maid smiled politely as she placed the large breakfast tray in front of the two girls.

"Frightened? Ha! Ino Yamanaka does not feel fear…" Ino held her nose up a little higher.

"Che," Sakura snorted.

"Shut up dipshit!"

The maid's eyes widened at this last statement and Sakura quickly dismissed her. Once the maid left Sakura turned on her new roommate.

"Look, lets get a few things straight, I am not a dipshit, and you are a rude girl who is white trash! I have something you will never have, class. As long as you are under my family's roof you will not swear or insult anyone and as long as we are handcuffed together by this…sex toy…you will be respectful!"

Ino sat there with a piece of toast hanging in her mouth, eyes wide open, was she hearing correctly?

"Yes I am talking to you and am I quite clear?"

Ino didn't say anything for a few moments, "You're right."

Sakura nodded, "Am I clear?"

"I'll never be classy and maybe I am white trash but…at least I'm not an ugly bitch," Ino smiled sweetly, "Does that answer your question? Am I clear?"

"Quite clear. I'm just thankful that I don't have a whore of a mother like yo-

Ino pelted Sakura with a buttered raisin toast, which cut Sakura off from her ranting.

"Don't ever talk about my family in that way," Ino said darkly.

"Ah!" Sakura grimaced as she peeled the toast off her pyjama top, "You, Ino Yamanaka, are truly vulgar!"

"Your mum was vulgar in bed last night," Ino laughed.

"You're so childish!"

"Hah! Who's the one calling me white trash and a pig all the time? And that isn't childish?"

Sakura huffed and scooped a spoonful of porridge, "You're going down."

"Oh how vulgar!" Ino pinched her nose daintily.

Sakura growled and flung the gloopy porridge at Ino, then Ino picked up a handful of her own porridge and mashed it into Sakura's face.

"Oh! #$%!" Sakura cried out as pieces of porridge dripped down inside her pjs.

"Did you just say #$%!?" Ino laughed.

"WHAT IS THIS?"

Sakura and Ino stopped their miniature food fight to look at Mrs Haruno standing above their bed.

"Mother?"

"Haruno Sakura! Never in my life have I seen you behave in this way! Get out of bed at once, get changed for school and be in the car in ten minutes," Mrs Haruno then turned sharply and clip-clopped out of the room.

"Wow, you're mum is a cold bitch…"

"Aw-kward," Ino breathed as they sat in silence, never before had she actually looked forward to going to school.

Anything, anything except this deadly silence.

"Goodbye girls, good luck with your project and hopefully you won't waste your lunch like you wasted your breakfast," Mrs Haruno's glossy lips pulled back to reveal her perfectly whitened teeth.

"I'll try to resist the urge Mrs but I don't know, if there is a particularly gooey plate of mashed potato I may cave," Ino waved a hand as she leapt from the car and dragged Sakura along with her.

"You idiot! My mother must be seething!" Sakura punched Ino in the gut.

"Oh I hope so," Ino smiled, "But lets not get our hopes up."

"Whatever, let's go to class," Sakura gripped the handcuff firmly and pulled an annoyed Ino to their first class.

"You know why don't we do it my way today? You can embrace my culture and skip all the classes, then we can go to my place and skip your mum's cold fish attitude," Ino suggested while resisting being pulled through the door of a classroom.

"Ha! I've never missed a class ever! I have a perfect attendance record," Sakura sniffed as she yanked Ino through the doorway.

"Yeah mate, me too but we've all go to have a small break once in a while."

"In your words that means going to one class per term!"

"Ey now! I have you know that as of today I have gone to two classes and it is still term 2," Ino grinned, she was starting to enjoy antagonising her 'new friend'.

"Ino Yamanaka? Come to visit or are you here to stay?" Asuma laughed at his own 'clever' little joke.

"Not sure, I wasn't planning on staying but since I have no choice in the matter…"

"Just sit Yamanaka," Asuma put on his I'm-serious-so-you-better-shut-up-and-listen face.

Ino rolled her eyes but she did obey and she sat down next to, guess who! You! Sorry no, she sat next to some pink haired bitch who has the hots for an emo guy who should go die in a hole! Okay rant over…

"Now in maths today w-

"Maths!?" Ino screeched.

"Yes Ino! Maths!" Asuma crossed his arms, "Do you have a problem with understanding that?"

"Uh nooo, I have a problem with you standing in the front of the classroom teaching me something I will never need to know."

"That's it, get out," Asuma pointed to the open door.

"Oh but I was planning to stay not visit!" Ino whined.

"Out!"

"But Asuma-sensei, there is this certain complicated story regar-

"20 words or less, I'm counting," Asuma frowned.

"I'm handcuffed to Ino and I haven't done anything," Sakura pouted.

"I don't even want to know why you have fluffy pink handcuffs locking you two together but I think we can come to an arrangement."

Sakura was fuming; she had to sit on the floor! By the door! (Hey that rhymes!) Sakura turned to throw Ino another glare, the blonde was lying down outside the classroom looking ridiculously comfortable. Sakura on the other hand was the opposite of comfortable, her handcuffed hand stretched outside the classroom, half her body freezing and the other half not and then her back aching from bending over her maths work. She hated Ino for doing this to her.

"Hey, psst."

"Not now pig."

"Psssst."

"Hello! I'm trying to work!" Sakura hissed.

"Let's go, come one! We're aren't going to learn anything today."

"And how would you know that?"

"Lucky guess," Ino laughed, "Now come on, lets go."

Sakura bit her lip and glanced at her maths teacher, and then she looked at her blank math's book page. Who was she kidding? She wasn't going to learn anything today and Ino's suggestion did seem rather tempting.

"Oh, alright."

Ino grinned, "Now you're talking! Let's go."

The two sprinted out the door, Sakura quickly caught on to Ino's grin. She heard Asuma yelling and she was about to turn her head but Ino yanked her forward.

"Don't look back Sakura! Keep on going!"

"Where exactly are we going?"

Ino shrugged.

"You don't know?"

"Look, just relax. Let go, go with the flow," Ino stopped running.

"Go with the flow?"

"Mmhm, loosen up!"

Sakura contemplated this; loosen up?

"You alright there pinky?" Ino chuckled, "Good, then we're off."

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Lame ending I know