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Old Summary:Twenty three and still single, Sakura's never had a stable relationship, and decides to completely give up on love. But when her friend, Ino sets her up on dates, how is she supposed to handle love sick males all wanting her? So much for giving up on love. Sakura centric
New Summary: Sakura can be considered very intelligent, especially when it comes to her job. However, when romance gets involved she's utterly clueless. And Ino, being the helpful friend that she is, decides to give her friend a push in the right direction. MultiSaku
A/N:Yes, I know what you're thinking. Why is she making yet another story? Well, if you are thinking that then my answer is that I have writer's block on most of my stories –one of them would be 'The Pain of a Cherry Blossom' And basically I felt like writing a new story. Hope you guys like it ^^
20 Perfect Dates
"Hmm, I wonder how the date went." The blond mused, subconsciously flickering through channels. The dim glow of the television casted its artificial light around the living room, creating different shadows everything channel switch.
She received her answer the moment the front door abruptly opened and closed with a loud slam, and vaguely heard incoherent mutters from the pinkette.
"Sakura! Did you have a nice time on your date?" She called out, her gaze momentarily locked on the unusually silent girl, who instead of answering –which was quite rude in Ino's opinion, shuffled towards the kitchen. No doubt she was heading straight for the half empty ice cream container, courtesy of herself as she experienced countless disastrous dates in the past.
The blond sighed in disappointment, due to the fact that this was yet another failed date for the pinkette. She reluctantly stood up from her position off the comfortable couch, and wandered through the living room and into the darkened hallway towards the closed kitchen door.
She detected a small amount of light seeping through the bottom of the door and heard muffled sobs coming from the other side of the door. Her azure narrowed into fury filled blue orbs.
Whoever this guy was, he was definitely going to pay for upsetting Sakura. She pushed the door open forcibly; her anger consumed thoughts were quickly washed away once she noticed her friend drowning her sorrows in mouthfuls of cookie dough ice cream.
"Sakura-chan, are you upset over some stupid guy? Because I can personally deal with him—" The blonde began, her tone quickly getting enthusiastic as different plots floated around in her head.
"Thanks Ino-chan, but I'm just tired." Sakura said unconvincingly, she sniffed quietly as she lifted her free hand to wipe away her swollen eye while her other hand took a generous portion of more ice cream.
Ino rolled her eyes in disbelief, as she stepped over to Sakura to ruffle her hair, earning an annoyed whine from the irritated pinkette. "Then why don't you mind sharing with me why you're eating the I'm-obviously-sad-about something-important ice cream?" Sakura dropped her eyes down to her lap, her spoon left forgotten in the melting pile of cookie dough ice cream.
"Seriously Ino-chan, it's nothing—" She tried to calm her evidently overprotective friend, the blonde should have been used to the fact that Sakura was just (extremely) sensitive over stupid matters, though obviously Ino wasn't going to let this drop. The blonde in question slammed her hand onto the table; the pinkette feigned a blank look, though she inwardly winced in her mind.
"Nothing my ass, Sakura-chan! You never come home like this! Especially when I'm the one who eats the I'm-obviously-sad-about-something-important ice cream." Ino stated sternly, surprising Sakura by being quite serious. There wasn't any trace of her usual carefree tone detected as Sakura lifted her head back upwards, emerald eyes clashing with azure.
After a few moments passed, Sakura averted her eyes away from the intense stare. She was starting to feel really uncomfortable from the different side that Ino rarely showed, though it did prove that she did like to show she cared about Sakura.
"Ino, have you ever wondered if guys ever actually like you for your looks or just for being yourself?" Sakura inquired quietly, fidgeting with the hem of her black dress with a sudden new-found interest.
The blonde blinked owlishly, startled by the unexpected question. Her expression softened as she slid into the seat opposite the pinkette, and reached out for her friend's hand.
"Of course I do," She nodded; she placed her forefinger on her chin thoughtfully. "Butif he happens to be a cutie and rich, then it doesn't matter to me." She joked, a small giggle escaping her lips. Sakura merely shook her head in disbelief at her friend, before joining in the laughter.
"I guess you'll never change, Ino." Sakura managed to choke out, as she was still in the midst of her fit of giggles.
"You're so mean!" She retorted, a pout curling on her face, then she attacked the oblivious pinkette. "But I know you still love me though, right Sakura-chan?" Ino cooed, as she tickled her friend mercilessly.
"Yeah, of course I do Ino-pig." Sakura teased, a grin plastered across her face. She pried the blonde's hands away from her as a long, draining yawn escaped her mouth.
She left one eye closed as she glanced upwards to check the time. It was only 11 o'clock; it was getting late, and she had to get up extra early in the morning for work. The thought nearly made her sigh.
"Hey Ino-chan, I think I'm going to call it a night." Sakura stretched, standing up as she took a moment to straighten her ruffled clothing. "I've had enough of stupid, inconsiderate men." She sighed dejectedly, turning on her heel; she promptly stepped over to the door.
Unfortunately, she just missed the mischievous look that was plastered across Ino's smirking face, as a feigned innocent expression quickly replaced the former one.
"Oh but Sakuraaa-chan! It's still early, why don't we watch a movie tonight?" She whined childishly, crossing her arms over her chest in protest. The pinkette casted a lazy glance over her shoulder, to see Ino showing on her I'm-not-going-to-let-this-go look.
Sakura sighed, reluctantly giving in. "I'll go get changed then," She informed, as she wandered out of the room and into the darkened hallway. "But nothing romantic please, Ino-chan." She added.
"Alright then, horror movie marathon it is! I'll get the popcorn ready." Ino happily chimed, while she skipped over to one of the wooden cupboards to grab a few packets of microwavable popcorn, then tossed it into the microwave while pressing the required time limit. She grinned in anticipation as she whipped her pink phone from her pocket, her blue eyes quickly scanning the screen for the desired contacts.
'This is definitely going to keep Sakura busy for the next couple of weeks.' She thought to herself, almost feeling guilty for planning to set her best friend up with a couple handsome guys. Key word – almost.
'But, it's for her own benefit. I'm just making sure she doesn't grow old with a bunch of smelly cats.' She reassured herself that she was doing the right thing, besides Sakura just needed a push in the right direction.
Oh, how wrong could Ino be?
20 Perfect Dates
End of Chapter 1
26/06/11 A/N: I've edited this chapter, so there are some minor changes in some of the sentences but otherwise everything else is fine. I'm working on the other chapters now, so they should be posted soon!
A/N: Okay! This chapter is done –I've been planning this for some time now, but the next chapter is going to be chosen by you guys!
Well, at least the guy will be chosen.
So when you review, don't forget to add the guys' name who you want Sakura to date/meet in the next chapter.
I'll probably add a poll on my profile after this ^^ so, you can vote on there too!