Promiscuous
"Slut." Ino muttered as the girl stalked past.
"She's probably wearing more clothes than you are." Sakura reminded her friend.
"So? Mine are tasteful! Look at her! Boob's popping out, and her skirt's so short I swear I can see her panties."
"Ino." Sakura warned her friend. "Lower your voice."
"Why? She's preying on poor defenceless guys!"
"They have brains."
"Do you really think that they're going to use them when confronted with that!"
Sakura looked over at the girl Ino was ranting about. Long inky black hair which she twirled around one perfectly manicured hand as she batted her eyelashes, all the while flirting with several Konoha Ninja. This girl was clearly not a Kunoichi. She was to soft, to pretty and delicate.
"Oh you have to be fucking kidding me."
"What?" Ino looked at Sakura.
"Look at who she's talking to."
Ino took another look in the girls direction. "Is that . . ."
"Naruto and Shikamaru." Sakura glared. "And Sasuke."
"Nooooooo Sakura, you can't cause a scene." Ino grabbed her friend's arm. "Calm down. Naruto only has eyes for Hinata, Shikamaru knows Temari would kill him and -"
"You just said that they won't be thinking with their brains." Sakura yanked her arm out of Ino's grasp. "I'm going to go rescue them."
"Don't do anything stupid!"
"That's your specialty, Ino-pig!"
The hardest part of this was not making it all about Ino. Well it kind of is, but in a different way.