I suck donkey balls at endings.

Two weeks. Two and a half agonizing weeks since Ino left. Sakura had nearly gone out of her mind missing her lover, and now she was on her way back. Temari had gone to pick her up and bring her to the apartment. The pinkette paced around the living room, biting her thumb, she had Aerosmith's 'Dream On' playing on the stereo in an attempt to calm her nerves.

Before she knew it, the front door clicked and creaked open. Sakura turned and gasped, she wasn't surprised to see the blonde in the doorway, but she looked more beautiful than ever. "Ino…" she said, "Sakura-chan…" Both stared at each other for a few moments before Ino charged forward, "Sakura-chan!" she jumped into Sakura's arms and immediately kissed her. Their tongues met openly for dominance, and Sakura won out. The two started to move back towards the bedroom, tearing each other's clothes off along the way.

Sakura shoved Ino back onto the bed and climbed on top of her, undoing the clasp on her bra before sliding it off. Ino stared hungrily at the pinkette, and brought her down for another kiss. They rolled over, placing Ino on top. The blonde kissed down Sakura's body, and stopped at her panties. Sakura spread her legs, and Ino slid the cloth down her tone legs, and tossed it aside once it was free.

Ino ran her hands up Sakura's legs, and once she got to Sakura's core, she licked up the slit, and continued up. Across her toned stomach, between her breasts, up her neck, and to her lips. "Sakura-chan, what do you want to do?" she asked. Sakura looked thoughtful for a moment before flipping Ino back down with a small yelp, and pinned her arms next to her head, "I wanna rock…" she leaned down and kissed the blonde's lips, "Your…" another kiss, "World."


Onto the next one!