Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto!
A/N: Thanks for reading so far! What's your favorite Naruto otp? Mine is can you guess... ShikaIno. I also love GaaHina. My fave GaaHina is "Trust Me" by KiunoNamu
Lots of malice, your Alis
Chap 2: Ino-Shika-Cho Without the Cho!
On their ride to dinner, Ino tuned Sai out. Her eyes drifting out the window at the amalgam of greenery. She kept imagining Shikamaru fucking her. Her brain was like omurice! What the fuck had that damned shadow user done to her! One cheap fuck and she was in lala land! She was acting like she just lost her virginity. She wasn't even a backdoor virgin for crying out loud! Sai pulled in to Aragawa, one of the most expensive restaurants in Tokyo. Sai opened the passenger door for Ino. Ino took his arm as they both stepped into the luxurious building. Ino's tight dress clinging to her ass. Sai was dressed to the nines in navy blue Versace. The hostess eyed Ino up and down envious of Ino's drop dead gorgeous physique and covetous of Sai who served as eye candy on her arm. Sai was not only extremely wealthy, but the head of the notorious Washi Clan. "Private room." Sai smiled at the hostess, his white teeth blinding. "Okaerinasai, Washi-Sama." The hostess returned his smile a little too jubilant for Ino's liking. The stuck up bitch. She led them to the back room where the VIP section was. Ino felt numerous stabs of jealousy as Sai openly flirted with the busty, blue haired hostess. Even though they had only been dating for a few weeks, Sai had already begun to open their relationship.
It all started a month back when a drunk Tenten started coming onto Sai. Ino and Sai were on a double date with Neiji and Tenten at the Aragawa. "Want sake?" Tenten whispered into Sai's ear. "Tenten you're drunk. I'm shutting you off now." Ino gently untangled Tenten's mess of limbs draped around Sai. There was no more sake left to begin with. "I'll have some sake." Sai replied deadpan, kissing Tenten on the lips. "Sai! What are you doing? How dare you cheat right in front of me?!" Ino slapped Sai on the side of the head. "No. Gorgeous, have some sake means switching partners." He explained as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Yeah it's like 'pineapple!' What the Americans say when they're swingers. Lighten up, papaya cheeks." Tenten drawled, crawling onto Sai's lap, straddling him completely. "Have some sake with Neiji." Tenten waved her off before making out with Sai again. Ino was dumbfounded. Is this what Sai was into? What kind of girl did he take her for? And papaya positively reeks!
Ino awkwardly looked away as they began pawing at eachothers clothes, and Sai began stroking his dick against Tenten's pussy right at the dinner table. The rest of the waiters seemed to clear out of Aragawa. They were in a private room so it was to be expected in these VIP rooms. Ino couldn't accept it though. Was she not enough for Sai? The wantoness of Tenten's pants and moans made Ino cringe and turn away from them. "Um..." Ino swallowed, making eye contact for the first time with Neiji. As if reading her mind, Neiji takes her elbow and brings her outside to the outdoor patio. Neiji pulls out a white marble chair for Ino to sit on from the white marble table that was in front of them. She gingerly sits down on the softly cushioned marble chair. She leaned back against the ornate backdrop of the elaborate trellis bursting with ivy. The ivy was artfully grown into a mural of the Hidden Leaf Village that sat behind them. The patio led to a balcony that was stunning and gave a glorious view of the Hidden Leaf Village from where it lay nestled in the mountains perfectly picturesque during the lavender sunset. Ino was hesitant at Neiji's next move. He smells like a hint of lemon balm mixed with wysteria. "Im not going to do anything to you." Neiji states into the blooming sunset before them. "O-oh." Ino says awkwardly.
Neiji takes the seat across from her and pulls out Charlotte Brontë and begins thumbing through the pages boredly. "How can you be okay with this?" Ino chances to ask Neiji. Neiji shrugs without meeting her gaze. "It's just business" Ino couldnt believe Neiji could be so cold. "Business?" Ino repeats in disbelief. Neiji sighed loudly, placing an intricate bookmark in his page that had the mark of the Hyuuga crest on it before raptly closing it shut. The title read, "Jane Eyre." His pearlescent orbs bore into Ino's sky blue eyes, causing her heart to pound a little. "Tenten is the heiress to the Wakisashi Clan. Sai is the head of the Washi Clan. Why do you think they asked for a private room? Did you think it was going to be a tea party?"
"What are you alluding to? Are you saying my boyfriend's business involves organized crime? And that private rooms in the back of prestigious establishments double as the perfect cover up for an orgy ring of human trafficking, money laundering and illegal drug smuggling?"
"That's exactly what Im saying. The Washi work for Danzo, the oyabun of the Akatsuki. Tenten is simplly exchanging resources with her neighboring Clansmen." Neiji finished flatly. "Now can I finish my book?" "Resources, my ass!" Ino sputtered. "She's selling her body to Sai in some deranged sex cult!" Neiji rolled his eyes. "Every kunoichi is trained for relations with neighboring clansmen. Tenten knows her limits." Neiji said dismissively. "Yeah her bloodline limit!" Ino yelled, finally snapping. "Not sexual limit!"
Tenten strolls in ahead of Sai."Pipe down, you guys." Not a hair out of place on her head. "So how was it?" Tenten giggled still buzzed, plopping down next Ino. Her ruby red dress riding up her thighs, exposing Sai's love bites sprinkled on her most intimate areas. Ino felt shellshocked, still reeling from the fact that her boyfriend Sai was some kind fucked up pervert drug lord that likes to sleep with his friends' girlfriends. "It was great." Ino lied. "Neiji is such a passionate lover!" Ino exclaimed, trying to get a reaction out of Sai who seemed to be back to his normal bored exterior. Tenten snorted at Ino. "So you didnt fuck at all then? You're a terrible liar, Ino." Sai handed Tenten a weapon scroll filled with the latest advancement of weapons, curtesy of the Washi Clan. Tenten and Neiji made their exit. Neiji bowing briefly before exiting after Tenten.
"Gorgeous? Did you hear what I said?" Sai asked Ino, snapping her out the memory. They were still on a date at the Aragawa. "Hai." She lied. She had been lying a lot lately, thanks to Shikamaru. She felt a blush creep across her cheeks. She really should just come clean to Sai already. Shikamaru was a mistake. She could feel herself coming down from her high. Another bad habit, she picked up from Sai. I should just tell him I was fucked up and slept with Shikamaru. I'm sure Sai would understand. Heck, he fucked Tenten for petes sake! "Sai, honey..." Ino began. Sai spoke over her.
"Look gorgeous. I've been thinking that you and I should see other people."
"What do you mean?" Ino exclaimed.
"Like open the relationship further?"
Sai shook his head. "No, like not see eachother at all so I can fuck other people."
"Seriously, Sai? Are you fucking kidding me. Is my ass not as fat as Tentens!" Ino cried out, humiliated he was breaking up with her in such a public manner. Even though this was one of the private rooms, she could hear the blue haired witch of a hostess snigger. "Shut it! You wench!" Ino threw a lone kunai at the hostess, grazing her cheek. "You bitch!" The hostess jumped into an offensive position, about to fight back when Sai waved her off. The hostess dismissed herself, stomping away from the room. Ino stuck her tongue out at her, triumphantly. "On the contrary, Ino-chin, your ass is too fat! It must be all the Wagyu you've been ordering here."
"Excuse me?" That was it! Ino slapped him hard across the face. "You insensitive prick! You're the one drooling over me and calling me gorgeous every day! How dare you lead me, Ino Yamanaka, the heiress to the Yamanaka Clan on?!" Oblivious to the charged atmosphere, Sai pondered the question briefly. Then he answered in an emotionless tone. "Well, the truth is that I wasn't going to call you gorgeous initially. After, my conversation with Naruto and Choji at the Yakiniku Q. I called you the opposite of what I was actually thinking. Also, I don't care who you are. You look like you belong to the Hippopotamus Clan."
"Wh-what?" Stammered Ino, furiously blinking back the offending moisture that began to pool in her tearducts. She had tears threatening to fall at any moment. "What could possibly be the opposite of gorgeous?" Ino whispered, hating the tea began to fall and her voice that came out shakier than she anticipated. "Fat slut." Sai said simply, with a shrug.
"Fuck you." Ino choked out, slicing the table in half with one chop of her wrist right down the center of the Wagyu steak, plate and white marbled table. Ino made the motions for Telepathy Transfer jutsu and uploaded into Sai's mind, all the fucking her and Shikamaru engaged in right up until Sai arrived and while he was on the other side of the door. "Did you fucking cheat on me?" Sai bellowed at her, snatching her hair at the roots and yanking her to his face. "Nobody cheats on Sai Washi."
"Ugh let go of me Sai! What does it fucking matter you fucked Tenten in front of me! Now we're even!" Ino grabbed her hairpin from her hair that doubled as miniature kunai to stab Sai in the hand. "You bitch!" Sai cursed as he fell back, clutching his bleeding hand. "How much is he paying you huh? He doesnt have more money and connections as me."
"I don't give a fuck about any of that, Sai." Ino got up from the table, dusted herself off and fled the restaurant, her scalp stinging from when he pulled her hair and face burning hot from the whole ordeal. She intercepted the lone kunai that the rude hostess sucker threw at her back, but not before attaching a paper bomb to it with a Return To Sender jutsu. The satisfying explosion and blood curdling scream of the injured hostess, made her half smile before she remembered the suckiness of her situation. She found her way toward the bars in downtown Konoha.
Ino ran into Choji at the local bar. "Ino what happened to you?" Choiji asked, referring to her wild hair and skimpy lavender dress. "It's nothing Cho." Ino choked out as tears sprang to her eyes. Choji rushed from his seat over to Ino's side. "What's wrong Ino-chin?" Choji asked in alarm. He wrapped his strong arms around her, comforting her. The nickname "Ino-chin" set her off, making her cry even harder because that's what Sai used to call her when he was in one of his rare good moods. Was everything all an act to him? She hated that Sai even stole her nickname. Ino-chin is what Shika and Choji call me! "Shh... it's okay Ino-chin." Choji softly rocked Ino in his arms, until her sobs started to wane. She cried through his shirt. She finally wiped her nose on the back of her hand, clearing her throat she took in her surroundings.
The bar was so barren that a tumbleweed rolled by. Great.They all must of cleared out because of the waterworks. Ino grimaced. She hated to cry. "So are you going to tell me what happened?" Choji asked her kindly, wiping her tears with the pad of his thumb, gently unsticking her strands of her hair plastered to her tearstreaked fac. Choiji brushes the stray hairs out of her eyes. His liquid tannin eyes looking into hers. Ino couldnt help but sigh in relaxation.
Choji was always so comforting. She hadn't seen much of him since their recon mission in Suna Village to keep an eye on the sand demon. And that was well over 6 months ago. Choji had been training 5 days a week. He lost the rest of his baby fat and before long he was all beefed up, she thought admiring his sizable biceps beneath his maroon shinobi uniform. Stop it. Ino banished the thought. Choji's my childhood best friend. That's just as ridiculous as me and Shika! Again, Ino's disturbed mind replayed the recent events of their sexual romp. Ino quickly banished the thought.
"Sai broke up with me." Ino told Choji.
"Oh. I'm sorry baby girl."
Choji embraced her again, Ino stiffening at the term of endearment. Baby girl? Her daddy issues were screaming right now. No. This is Choji! Choji! He doesnt think of me that way! Ino yelled at her daddy issues. "Sorry I know you don't like to be called baby girl anymore. Your bandages came off 2 years ago now. You're not a little girl anymore." Choji broke away from her awkwardly, embarassed at his slip of the tongue. Ino found herself missing the contact.
"It's okay, Cho." Ino soothed him, do you want another shirt? It's soaked because of me."
"I'm okay, Ino. Let me walk you back to your place. It's late now."
The walk home was uneventful. Choji walked alongside Ino, not saying anything. Ino appreciated the silence. She could always count on Choji to be there for her. No judgment. No lectures. Unlike a specific pineapple headed shinobi. That's what she loved about her bond with Choji. So simple. No guessing games. Just friendship. "Looks like we're here." Choji announced interupting Ino's thoughts, walking her to the front of the Yamanaka residence. "Please come in." Ino opened the front door to let him in. Choji slipped of his shoes and replaced them with purple slippers with the Yamanaka emblem embroidered on them. "Thank you for having me." Choji said. "Could I just use your shower for a sec? I feel gross from today's mission." "Yeah that's fine. You can borrow that shirt over there." Ino absently pointed to a shirt strewn over her dining room chair haphazardly.
"Isnt this Shikamaru's shirt?" Choji asked trying to inspect the shirt for the Nara crest. Shit, that's not... Ino snatched the shirt before Choji could find it. "No, that belongs to Sai." Ino lied, stuffing it under a pile of clothes in her laundry. Choji looked at her curiously, then shrugged. He headed to the bathroom and turned on the shower. Ino let out gust of air she didn't realize she had been holding. Phew. That was close. Don't want to make things awkard betweem Shika-Ino-Cho. What happened between her and Shikamaru was a brainrot mistake. No need to drag Choji into her complicated mess. "Oi. Ino-chin, you should really take a bath yourself." Choji called out to her. I'll heat up the bath for you with your lavender bath bombs. "Thanks, Cho." After, Choji readied the bath for her, he turned on the tea kettle. "For the tea, is Tokunoshima Sun Rouge alright?" He asked.
"Yeah. That's fine. Thank you." Ino headed into her bedroom, it looked like a leaf storm hit it. Her blankets were thrown all over the floor. Pillows a jumbled mess. Even the bed was haggard, angled awkwardly from the wall at a 90 degree angle. Oh. That's from the force of Shikamaru... Ino trailed off, straightening the bed wordlessly. She ignored the sensation of her stomach doing tiny sommersaults as she remembered again what had transpired between them in this room. She quickly straightened up her room. She sprayed her favorite perfume, Orabella, to get rid of Shikamaru's signature Calvin Klein cologne. There it smells beautifully olive now. She wondered why Bella Hadid's fans weren't crazy about Salted Muse. Ino loved the subtle woodsy scent with olive notes on it. It smelled just like a seabreeze along the heavenly coast of Palestine.
Next, Ino grabbed her black and purple ethically sourced salt pepper diamond and mother of pearl encrusted comb, from her rose quartz dresser and began the annoying process of detangling her hair. She first loosened her topknot from the vintage 1920s style updo she had it in for her dinner break up date with Sai. She watched her platinum blonde hair cascade in waves after undoing the braids that the topknot consisted of. Her hair fell well below her perfectly cinched waist, accentuating her face like a doll all the while enhancing her barbie features. She stripped down to her birthday suit. She analyzed her hourglass figure in the dimly lit room. She critiqued her body in her gorgeous 16th century gothic style mirror that her great grandmother had passed down to Ino when she was 12 years old. She pinched the skin of her hip dips. She could stand to lose a couple pounds.
Sai was right about her. She felt tears form in the corner of her eyes. Her face growing hot at the public humiliation ritual of a break up Sai unceremoniously dumped on her. She hurriedly swiped the tears away. I refuse to cry another tear for that teme. She promised herself. It's okay babygirl. She soothed herself, reminding herself of Choji's nickname for her earlier in the evening. She took one last fleeting glance at her naked bod, puffing herself up as if bracing herself. Then she opened her bathroom door and stepped into the relaxing lavender bathwater Choji set for her. As if on que, there was a knock on the bathroom door.
"Come in." Ino called out. Choji came in with her Tokunoshima tea on a golden platter along with toast topped with cherry tomato jam, a bowl of rice pudding, biscotti and a generous slice of panettone. Ino's favorites "Aww. Choji. You didnt have to..." Ino sniffled overcome with emotion, at Choji's kindness. "It's nothing. You just went through an awful breakup. It's the least I can do. Where is that dobe any way?" Choji asked, his tone reassuring, but prickly when reffering to Sai. "Don't bother with that teme." Ino rolled her eyes. "He's too troublesome." Choji lifted his eyebrows, he reached up and stroked the stubble of his chin. That was interesting. She sounds like Shikamaru. Have they been hanging out recently? "Well alright." Choji said simply, not one to argue. He grabbed a bath sponge, and started soaping up Ino's back using gentle, but firm strokes. Ino jumped.
"That's okay, Cho. I got it from here."
Choji looked confused. "Are you sure? But we alway-"
"Not today. I just want to be alone right now. Thanks for the tea and snacks though."
"If you say so..." Choji continues, unsurely.
"I know it's not as luxurious as the hors d'oeuvres from Aragawa that Sai brings you."
He was right. If it was Sai, he would have bought her Gyokuro, one of the most prestigious and expensive teas in the world. "If you dont like it you can tell me. I'll run to SEJ and buy a different tea." Ino shook her head and smiled. She reached out to grasp Choji's hand. "It really is fine Choji. I like the tea." She offered his hand a gentle squeeze that Choji warmly returned.
"Well, I better get going then." Choji stated. "Do you have a towel or do you need me to get one for you?"
"I have one. Thanks again, Choji.
Dont tell Shikamaru please."
Choji raised his eyebrows. She didnt want Shikamaru to know about the breakup? That's strange.
"I'm off then."
"Goodnight Cho."
"Goodnight Ino-chin."
Choji went home, leaving Ino to ruminate on today's happenings. What's one more glass of wine, she told herself. Ugh. This isn't enough to forget today. Ino needed some drugs.