Ino prepared multiple scenarios in her head. She didn't to write anything down that Tsunade could find…or for Tonton to munch on. Her head is already a big confusing place with everything jumbled up; no way could someone figure out what she's thinking.
First sort of scenario is a bold one. Take a shower, but don't change into some clean clothes immediately. Instead, wrap a small towel around her. Just the right size to cover her naughty bits up but small enough to expose plenty of skin and leave little to imagine. Approach Tsunade with a sexy stride in her walk, speak in a sultry voice and let the towel drop down. After that, it's all in Tsunade's hands now.
And by that, that would mean Tsunade would put the towel back on and send Ino off to her room. The bold approach worked a bit too much like a porno or a erotic thriller movie to reasonably work out in real life. Ino ditched the idea, but kept the concept of going to Tsunade in a small wet towel for later. A good way to get one's mind off work is sex after all.
Second scenario is to put herself in a pickle. A situation that's dangerous but not immediately lethal. Tsunade would swoop in, save her, and Ino could reward her. Of course, this only worked if Tsunade not only saved her but also if Tsunade didn't realize the ploy. This only worked in cartoons; and usually involves some big dumb gorilla saving the day and delivering a big wet smelly kiss.
Third scenario got dubbed the 'Hinata' approach. Shyly, but demurely win Tsunade over with small acts of kindness and love. Delivering presents with notes, nervously ask for special things while tapping two fingers together, squeeing when Tsunade does something impressive and maybe the occasional moments of sexuality; like flashing tits or ass, or coming up to her while a sexy costume?
That could work. Now, Hinata's efforts hadn't won Naruto over yet, this is a idea to table for now until more positive results appear.
But that's all she had. All of her plans either involved dressing up in sexy outfits (Ino had almost asked Tsunade at one point if she preferred maids or bunnygirls) or putting herself in situations that would put Tsunade on the spot. All of her plans had more conditions for failure they did for victory.
…what exactly did victory mean for her anyway? Dating her? Sexing her? Marrying her?
Ino groaned, letting ago of any volume control so she could hear it echo throughout her room. All she's doing in the end is confusing herself, and herself alone. She honestly felt like bashing her head against a wall for all the good all of her thinking mattered in the end. It might clear things up.
"Stupid, stupid." Ino muttered as she got up and walked over to a wall. She lightly banged her head against, a delay in-between each strike to ready herself for it. Ino felt like this helped her in some bizarre entirely harmful way.
…why not just tell her? Point-blank? Tell Tsunade that you have developed feelings for her. She's already helping you with your already messed up mind, she can help work out if your feelings for her are real or just another delusion.
"And she, what, going to admit the same to me?" Ino muttered to herself before banging her head against the wall to punish her.
At this point, hunger started to work her over. Maybe she'll think of a better plan on with some food in her stomach. Rubbing her sore temple, Ino put on some sweat-shorts and headed downstairs. A good, simple to make, and most importantly delicious sandwich should get mind off this ridiculous notion that she could, in any way, seduce one of the most powerful ninjas in the entire world…
As Ino thought this, she had a nice pleasant surprise of running straight into the Valley of the Hokage. The nice, soft, pillowly Valley of the Hokage.
"Whoops!" Tsunade giggled, even putting on a slight accent reminding Ino of a stock high school alpha queen from generic TV shows. "Didn't see you there." Tsunade sighed right as she patted a hand on top of Ino's head…and continued to pat, and continued to pat…and continued to pat…
Ino had to first yank herself free of Tsunade's breasts (If this is going to be a recurring thing in her life, then it's going to be on her own terms!) to end the endless patting. As she looked at the older woman, she noticed several things off. Namely, Tsunade's standard robes were opened up to the point where the shoulders and the massive breasts were keeping the article hanging onto her body. And much to Ino's relief, her naughty bits were covered up…but it did show off a great deal of flesh. A bit too much for Ino's liking at this time.
But the other big sign of trouble is how red Tsunade's cheeks had turned. And the big, sloppy smile. The glazed-over look.
"Lady Hokage, are you drunk?" Ino asked nervously. She wasn't really expecting a straight-forward answer, but Tsunade nodded her head in a fast motion. "I thought you got rid of all of the alcholoic beverages on the premises before I moved in…or at least hid them!"
"Hid them I did!" Tsunade hiccupped out. "Kept a nice one, a nice one!" She twirled her finger around in the air.
"Where?" Ino asked with a annoyed scoff.
"Floorboards in my stuff."
"Stuff? You mean, like a closet or storage room?"
"No, stuff!"
Ino rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. It didn't sound like she's slurring her words; she's just mixing up words. Stuff…maybe she means study? The office? Ino had been working in there for a while, and seeing how the floors were absolutely covered in papers, there might have been a few loose boards to hide a bottle of whatever Tsunade had been drinking.
Looking past the drunken woman trying to keep herself on her own two feet to peer into the living room, Ino noticed a large bottle of champagne standing on the coffee table (With a coaster. She might be drunk, but she didn't want to leave water rings on her nice table) and a single normal glass next to it, with a small amount of red-liquid still floating inside of it.
Ino didn't even bother to try and ask the clearly overly-intoxicated woman about her reason for drinking in the middle of the afternoon. Ino grunted as she placed a arm around Tsunade's shoulders to drag her off to the bedroom so she could get some sleep. Her breath stank. Ino's nose curled.
…this might be a good thing, tho'. Sure is helping her getting over her crush.
Tsunade did mutter somethings on the journey up to bed, but Ino couldn't make out anything legible. What sounded close to something real she just ignored as she wanted to get this done. Ino didn't even bother with any sort of grace; she just kicked open the door to the bedroom and threw Tsunade onto the bed.
As Ino turned to walk away and go off to do her own thing, she overheard Tsunade singing. While it was off-key and warbling due to her drunken nature, Ino could clearly make out the song by the lyrics alone. "Happy birthday?" Ino asked, turning towards Tsunade. "Whose birthday is it?"
"Oh, you know." Tsunade giggled out. "My special man."
Special man? Ino actually started to get interested. "Who's the special man?"
"Dan." Tsunade got out with another fit of giggles. "Dan, my man!" She got into another fit of giggles as she enjoyed her little rhyme.
Ino practically turned into a statue upon hearing that. She stood still for quite some time, just listening to Tsunade roll on the top of her bed while giggling before she found the courage to move her feet out of the room and close the door behind her. Ino laid her back on the neighboring wall and slid down to sit.
Dan. The man who died long ago and yet still remained with Tsunade's thoughts. Her fondest thoughts apparently.
Soon, the giggling died down and got replaced by a different sound. It was a little hard to hear through the wall, but Ino clearly identified it. Sobbing.
Ino groaned and placed her hand in between her knees. She felt like a jackass for thinking nasty thoughts about Tsunade getting drunk when it's by far the most somber day of the year for her. Not helping that particular line of guilt is how Ino came to a nasty realization that even if she were to come out to Tsunade, she would have to compete with a dead guy. She can't believe she thought of that!
…but…
…that might just be the way to win her heart. By healing it.