Kunoichi Love
By: Tomo Kakashi
Disclaimer: We do not own Naruto.
WARNING: Shoujo-ai/yuri content.
Chapter One: Of Rice Balls and Dead Rats
Sakura and Ino chatted merrily along the path. They had become good friends again, around the time of Lee's hospitalization, and so they did more things together...like they used to before Sasuke came along.
"Ino-pig," Sakura said, pointing ahead. The two still used their old nicknames on each other; after all, both still "loved" Sasuke. "Is that the cabin?" she was pointing at a beautiful, brick-red cabin with crisp white curtains in the windows and purple flowers popping up along the path.
Ino smiled. "That's it, Sakura-Big-Forehead! It's my parents' get-away home...They said we can stay here during our whole Spring Vacation if we'd like!" The two walked further up the brick pathway, and when the two got to the big, oak door of the western-style home, Ino pulled a key out from under a big flower pot on the porch and unlocked the door.
Sakura took a wiff of the lemony-fresh house Ino used to always tell her about. It WAS beautiful...And it smelled so great!
"So you like, Sakura-chan?" asked Ino without using the ever-present "Big-Forehead". Sakura nodded.
"This is so totally cool! And we can stay here as long as we'd like?" asked Sakura, putting her things down next to a plush yellow couch. Ino nodded and let her things drop to the floor as well.
"But that hike tired me out, I say we make somethin' to eat!" stretched Ino, making ehr way to the kitchen. Sakura followed behind faithfully.
When the two reached the sparkling white kitchen, everything in proper order, Ino opened the refridgerator and Sakura went through the cupboards. Eventually they decided to just make some yummy rice balls...They each had learned how to cook those perfectly trying to please Sasuke, as that was all he would eat.
They made a meal of it, each using her own special techniques. Sakura's turned out a little undercooked, whereas Ino's turned out overcooked. They laughed it off, though fuming inside, and made a new batch, which turned out perfect...
"Hahahaha, Big-Forehead-Girl, aren't you glad I taught you how to make a prper rica ball?" Ino cackled, making Inner Sakura punch at air and Sakura herself twitch in anger.
After arguing a while about who taught who, the two settled down to eat. Then they decided to unpack their belongings--they would be staying two weeks, at most.
There was a guest room, in which Sakura would stay, that was the only part of the house left untouched....Meaning that dust was everywhere and nothing was clean. As the two walked in, they began sneezing and immediately rushed outside for fresh air. It smelled horrid in there!
They get their cleaning gear and barge in there, Sakura quickly opening the window for fresh air and Ino begining to clear things out of the room...Through the window.
When everything but the bed is cleared out, two screams are heard. Then two very green-faced kunoichis are seen running out of the house...
"W-Was that a...."Sakura gasped, clutching her stomach to keep from vomitting.
"I-It was a...."Ino panted on all fours, gasping for breath. One wouldn't think two Chuunin-rank ninjas would be so terrified of...
"A dead mouse!! EEEEE!" the two screached.
A serious look is then plastered on Ino's face and she helps Sakura up from the green ground.
"C'mon, don't be such a baby! It's just a rat!" Ino smiles sickeningly sweetly.
"You don't have to stay in there!!! I demand a different room, Ino-Pig,Chan!" yelled Sakura as she got to her feet. Ino sweatdropped.
"Well...My parents won't mind if you stay in their room, I suppose. That room is spotless!" Ino grumbled. Why was Sakura such a cry-baby?
"Okay! But first we have to put all this junk back..." muttered Sakura half-heartedly. She didn't want to waste her Spring Break cleaning someone else's house! She was sweet, but not THAT sweet!
So the two tossed in all the stuff they earlier threw out and left it at that.
After both were settled in, it got dark outside. They decided to go out on the porch and sit on the two-person swing.
--To Be Continued...
By: Tomo Kakashi
Disclaimer: We do not own Naruto.
WARNING: Shoujo-ai/yuri content.
Chapter One: Of Rice Balls and Dead Rats
Sakura and Ino chatted merrily along the path. They had become good friends again, around the time of Lee's hospitalization, and so they did more things together...like they used to before Sasuke came along.
"Ino-pig," Sakura said, pointing ahead. The two still used their old nicknames on each other; after all, both still "loved" Sasuke. "Is that the cabin?" she was pointing at a beautiful, brick-red cabin with crisp white curtains in the windows and purple flowers popping up along the path.
Ino smiled. "That's it, Sakura-Big-Forehead! It's my parents' get-away home...They said we can stay here during our whole Spring Vacation if we'd like!" The two walked further up the brick pathway, and when the two got to the big, oak door of the western-style home, Ino pulled a key out from under a big flower pot on the porch and unlocked the door.
Sakura took a wiff of the lemony-fresh house Ino used to always tell her about. It WAS beautiful...And it smelled so great!
"So you like, Sakura-chan?" asked Ino without using the ever-present "Big-Forehead". Sakura nodded.
"This is so totally cool! And we can stay here as long as we'd like?" asked Sakura, putting her things down next to a plush yellow couch. Ino nodded and let her things drop to the floor as well.
"But that hike tired me out, I say we make somethin' to eat!" stretched Ino, making ehr way to the kitchen. Sakura followed behind faithfully.
When the two reached the sparkling white kitchen, everything in proper order, Ino opened the refridgerator and Sakura went through the cupboards. Eventually they decided to just make some yummy rice balls...They each had learned how to cook those perfectly trying to please Sasuke, as that was all he would eat.
They made a meal of it, each using her own special techniques. Sakura's turned out a little undercooked, whereas Ino's turned out overcooked. They laughed it off, though fuming inside, and made a new batch, which turned out perfect...
"Hahahaha, Big-Forehead-Girl, aren't you glad I taught you how to make a prper rica ball?" Ino cackled, making Inner Sakura punch at air and Sakura herself twitch in anger.
After arguing a while about who taught who, the two settled down to eat. Then they decided to unpack their belongings--they would be staying two weeks, at most.
There was a guest room, in which Sakura would stay, that was the only part of the house left untouched....Meaning that dust was everywhere and nothing was clean. As the two walked in, they began sneezing and immediately rushed outside for fresh air. It smelled horrid in there!
They get their cleaning gear and barge in there, Sakura quickly opening the window for fresh air and Ino begining to clear things out of the room...Through the window.
When everything but the bed is cleared out, two screams are heard. Then two very green-faced kunoichis are seen running out of the house...
"W-Was that a...."Sakura gasped, clutching her stomach to keep from vomitting.
"I-It was a...."Ino panted on all fours, gasping for breath. One wouldn't think two Chuunin-rank ninjas would be so terrified of...
"A dead mouse!! EEEEE!" the two screached.
A serious look is then plastered on Ino's face and she helps Sakura up from the green ground.
"C'mon, don't be such a baby! It's just a rat!" Ino smiles sickeningly sweetly.
"You don't have to stay in there!!! I demand a different room, Ino-Pig,Chan!" yelled Sakura as she got to her feet. Ino sweatdropped.
"Well...My parents won't mind if you stay in their room, I suppose. That room is spotless!" Ino grumbled. Why was Sakura such a cry-baby?
"Okay! But first we have to put all this junk back..." muttered Sakura half-heartedly. She didn't want to waste her Spring Break cleaning someone else's house! She was sweet, but not THAT sweet!
So the two tossed in all the stuff they earlier threw out and left it at that.
After both were settled in, it got dark outside. They decided to go out on the porch and sit on the two-person swing.
--To Be Continued...