Note from Author: Here is another chapter for Clashing Personalities.

Rating: G (as in General)

Clashing Personalities

Twenty

Class starts, another day and another hour. She can see the students running laps around the gym, girls wearing absurdly short shorts and getting away with it only because it is gym. Ino is next to her, jogging along at her side and talking about boys.

Sakura doesn't pay much attention to what is being said.

Ino is boy crazy. She likes to admire them. But her next question catches her off guard.

"What?"

"Which one do you like more? Itachi, Deidara, or Sasori?" and how does she expect her to answer a question like that? They are all…older than her. Even if she did like them, her parents would never approve. Kill them, and her, would most likely happen first.

"Well?" she knows she will have to answer her friend, or she will never drop this.

"I…don't know." She answers truthfully and Ino snorts. "You can't like them all the same. That is as much an insult as slapping them."

The finish their laps and drop onto the bleachers to watch the rest of the class. "Okay, how about this, what do you like most about each of them?"

That is easier to answer. Sakura pauses, one finger resting on her lip in thought, and she finally answers, "Well, I'll start with Itachi-san. He's polite and nice. He's not a jerk and he comes off as a quiet, and gentle, person. Deidara, on the other hand, is about as explosive as his art. He gets mad easily to. I don't really like that part that much; his temper reminds me of my dad…"

Ino is grinning, eyes bright. "And Sasori?"

"He is…a mix of both Itachi and Deidara. He is polite and quiet but can get rude if the time calls for it. And if mad, he is a person to avoid. I have to admit…they're all cute."

"Cute, as if. Hot is a better word. Smoking, drooling hot…" Ino grins, and Sakura shakes her head.

"Well…I guess you are right." Ino squeals, one arm dropping across her and pulling her to her side as she snuggles the girl to her side before asking, "And what about Tobi?"

"Do I have to answer that?" the blush is already creeping to her face, her arms folding across her chest in remembrance that he as good as grouped her breast in front of the entire school. Ino only laughs, pats her shoulder, and says, "Not now, you don't. But I'll ask again one of these days."

Sakura groans, fearing that answer.

"I'll answer it…he's, uh…childish. Very childish. He is random, speaks what he thinks, and has not understanding of personal space. He's cute…but he really doesn't know what personal space is." Ino nods, understanding what her friend is speaking of.

"Well, it could have been worse."

"How's that?"

"It could have been Kisame or Zetsu…or Kakuzu…"

"What?"

Ino sighs, looking away as she says, "Never mind."

Another short chapter - but not as short as some of the others. Sakura is strong...but she just doesn't show it.

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