naruto; Ribbons [ino/sakura]
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breakingdreamsTitle: Ribbons
Pairing: Ino/Sakura
Summary: She remembers when she first got it--how could she not?
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
Ribbons
She remembers when she first got it--how could she not? It was the day they first became friends, the day her future was carved out for her.
She had been crying. They had insulted her, teased her about her forehead until she was reduced to this state. The blonde had found her--how she did so, she didn't know, and spoke with her. She told her to come there the next day, and so she did.
The next day she gained it, a ribbon to hold her bangs up, and a friend in Ino. Best friends, to be exact. They were two peas in a pod, as close as could be.
They split paths, went seperate ways, all because of Sasuke, and the fact that they both claimed to like him. She held on to it, and continued to wear it in her hair, a reminder of what she had lost, and what she was striving for.
She gave it back the day they became genin. No matter what she told her ex-friend, she knew the truth. It hurt to much for her to keep it, for it to remind her. Their hands meet as they make their promise, and she wonders if it was only she that felt the shock rushing through their clasped hands.
It is returned to her shortly after her sixteenth birthday. Ino grins as she hands it to her, and tells her not to lose it.
"As if I would," she laughs, but they both see something much deeper in these words.
It is soon afterwords that Ino kisses her--a hard kiss, full of supressed lust. That night, they end up in sweat-stained sheets.
Neither comment on the replacement of the hitai-ate in her hair. Nor do they remove it.
They go on once more, and it is two years more before it switches hands for the fourth time.
This time, it is fluttering down, a bright crimson streak against the dark earth falling upon it.
Sakura remembers, and she cries.
Pairing: Ino/Sakura
Summary: She remembers when she first got it--how could she not?
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
She remembers when she first got it--how could she not? It was the day they first became friends, the day her future was carved out for her.
She had been crying. They had insulted her, teased her about her forehead until she was reduced to this state. The blonde had found her--how she did so, she didn't know, and spoke with her. She told her to come there the next day, and so she did.
The next day she gained it, a ribbon to hold her bangs up, and a friend in Ino. Best friends, to be exact. They were two peas in a pod, as close as could be.
They split paths, went seperate ways, all because of Sasuke, and the fact that they both claimed to like him. She held on to it, and continued to wear it in her hair, a reminder of what she had lost, and what she was striving for.
She gave it back the day they became genin. No matter what she told her ex-friend, she knew the truth. It hurt to much for her to keep it, for it to remind her. Their hands meet as they make their promise, and she wonders if it was only she that felt the shock rushing through their clasped hands.
It is returned to her shortly after her sixteenth birthday. Ino grins as she hands it to her, and tells her not to lose it.
"As if I would," she laughs, but they both see something much deeper in these words.
It is soon afterwords that Ino kisses her--a hard kiss, full of supressed lust. That night, they end up in sweat-stained sheets.
Neither comment on the replacement of the hitai-ate in her hair. Nor do they remove it.
They go on once more, and it is two years more before it switches hands for the fourth time.
This time, it is fluttering down, a bright crimson streak against the dark earth falling upon it.
Sakura remembers, and she cries.
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