A/N: Temps_mort challenge to use a line from a fortune cookie
in a fic. Took about an hour to write. Fortune cookie line is:
"Suppose you can get what you want . . ."
Warnings: Naruto and Ino and underage drinking.
"What You Want"
"Suppose you can get what you want," Ino muses, pressing a
finger to her lips. "Suppose you can get whatever you want."
"Okay." Naruto shrugs. "Say I can."
"Okay," she continues as she takes a swig of the brandy in her
hand. "So what do you get?"
"Everyone will look at me," he replies with a grin.
"And?" Ino asks.
"That's all," he tells her, claiming the liquor for himself.
"That's all you'd want?" She stares at him while he chugs it.
"If you could have anything you asked for, that's all you'd
"That's all I've ever wanted," Naruto says simply. He returns
She snorts. "I can understand wanting to be acknowledged, but
really, that's it?" she presses. "You don't want a special
person to like you or a lot of money or nice clothes or
"What's wrong with my clothes?" Naruto asks defensively.
Ino gives him a dubious look. "Do I REALLY have to explain?"
"Well, I like them." He sticks his tongue out at her. "And I
don't need that much money, and if my special people don't like
me, that's not my problem. As long as I can protect them, I'm
Ino blinks once or twice, puzzled by that, and Naruto snatches
the bottle again. She scowls at him halfheartedly, but then she
thinks for another moment or two.
Really, if she could have anything, what would she want? Would
she want Sakura back, or want Sasuke for her boyfriend? Would
she want her hair long again or a better body or a better face?
Because honestly, she likes her face and body, even if they
aren't perfect. And she's not sure if she'd want Sasuke and
Sakura if their feelings might be insincere.
"I think . . ." Ino says slowly, thoughtfully. "I think that
you and I are alike. Unrequited and undeterred." She grins at
He returns it. "You might be right," he admits. "And you also
want Sasuke to acknowledge you and Sakura to treat you nicely,
"Right!" Ino giggles, smacking him on the back and taking the
chance to grab the bottle again.
"Stop drinking that, would you?" Naruto gives her an
"You've drunk more than I have," she accuses.
"But I'm-" he yanks it out of her hands- "not drunk."
"Your alcohol tolerance is an evil, evil thing," Ino says
darkly, glowering at him.
"I think it's useful, actually," Naruto counters with a grin.
"You just want to get poor, innocent-but-sexy me drunk and in a
compromising position," Ino announces dramatically, pouncing on
"Hey, I'm the one who told you to stop!" Naruto protests, trying
to grab it back but failing.
"Loser." Ino smirks. "You're too slow."
Naruto grimaces. "Bitch."
"I'll take that as a compliment!" Ino declares proudly, guzzling
the last of the brandy.
"Ugh! You're such a pig!" Naruto complains, making another
fruitless attempt to reclaim the bottle.
Ino lowers the bottle and levels a glare at him. "That word,"
she says flatly, "is also taboo."
Naruto winces guiltily. "Sorry," he mutters.
"Don't worry," Ino replies, cheerful again. "I can forgive you.
After all, you're a good kisser."
Naruto turns bright red. "Where'd you hear a thing like that?!"
"I didn't HAVE to hear it- we all saw how Sasuke-kun blushed
after you smooched him," Ino answers smugly.
"Dummy." Naruto scowls.
"So you're saying you aren't any good, then?" Ino tips her head.
"Of course I am!" he yells. "Way better than him, anyway!
Better than any guy in the village!"
"Prove it," she says.
Naruto stares at her for a moment, startled.
But he does.
Ino loves how predictable he is.
And sincere feelings are so much more precious . . . exactly
what she wants.
* finale *
. : drinking liquor like water was poisonous : .