RAIN...

SPAIN...

I don't think Spain even exists in Naruto, though i'm sure Sakura could 
think of a few words to replace it that describe her situation more 
accurately ^_^;;...

A groan of dread escaped Sakura's lips as she gazed forlornly out 
into
gray light of early morning. The raging downpour that had swirled out 
of
nowhere last night hadn't stopped yet. *The roads must be like brown
rivers by now.*

"Kinda like the time Naruto drank all the expired milk in Konoha at 
once..."

Ugh >_<;...

What were the odds that Gai would cancel practice on
account of the village washing away? *And deny me the chance to twist
both ankles and eat four gallons of mud? Not bloody likely!* Sighing,
the pink-haired kunoichi prepared to once again sacrifice her body to
the bushy-browed demon of hard work.

"Iyaa, dame! Auuuuuuun.... <3"

...you know, when i originally wrote that line, i had no such images in 
mind, but _everyone_ seems to make the _same_ association here O_o;

After she finished dressing she removed her forehead protector and 
put
it back on so that the guard faced forward and dark cloth covered the
top of her head. It wasn't much, but it might keep some of the mud 
out
of her hair... though it reminded her of that creepy judge again; 
ick.
At least she wasn't as sickly-looking anymore. Two weeks of training
every day with Gai under the beating summer sun had given her a glow 
of
good health that was only slightly marred by the dark rings under her
eyes, which attested to what she still did with her nights. *It will 
be
worth it! Ino pig is going down!*

She most likely is. The question is, on *whom*?

A possible answer to that question may well become evident in the future 
^_^;...

With one last painful glance in the mirror to verify that, yes, she
definitely looked like a class-A dork, Sakura snuck out into the 
hallway
and down the stairs. Opening the coat closet, she pulled out her
father's straw raincoat and hat. They were cheap to replace if the 
mud
ruined them, and wearing her own raincoat with this outfit would be a
crime. With the bird mask finishing her 'disguise,' she opened the 
door
and stepped out into the rain.

"I AM THE SCARECROW! BEWARE!"

Nah, that's Kakashi ^_^... but actually...

...REMEMBER O_O;

Locking the door behind her, Sakura took a moment to consider the 
rainy
street. She would have alter her routine a bit if she didn't want to 
be
spotted looking even stupider than usual on the way to the training
field where she'd be meeting Gai. First, she gathered some chakra 
into
her feet so that she could run over the puddles without disturbing 
them.
Second, she concentrated for a moment and performed the seals for a
slightly stronger than normal genjutsu; there were fewer people on 
the
streets, so it would be harder to blend into the crowd.

Yah, especially in THAT getup.

Actually, in the Naruto world, Sakura's fashion sense (or lack thereof) 
is probably nothing remarkable... sadly...

Shooting out into the street almost horizontally as she hugged the
ground, Sakura made a close brush across the path of a gaggle of
academy-aged kids. Changing directions quickly, she darted between 
two
of them, then immediately broke right as a middle-aged woman carrying
bags of groceries under an umbrella moved to fill the gap. From there
she straightened and began a series of quick, shuffling dodges as she
entered a more congested stretch in front of a fruit stand.

But did she backtrack to pick up the pink frog waiting on a log? After 
all,
it's worth 200 points.

...this fic on an acid trip would be just a _little_ too wierd for me to 
write, i think O_o;

*HAH! BEAT THAT, INO PIG!* she exulted, for a moment wishing that
someone would notice her and stop to stare. Diving into the thick of
things, she tried to vary her evasions a bit more, adding an extra 
bit
of flair that she'd be embarrassed by if anyone really were watching.

[Neji] "What...is that girl DOING?"
[Hinata] "My...she certainly is...energetic..."

That's a word for it, i guess ^_^;

Her legs seemed to think that this was an excellent idea, and a 
moment
later Sakura found herself zooming away from the scene at top speed. 
*I
can't believe I just did that! I pushed a jounin into the mud, 
laughed
at her and ran away- I'm worse than Naruto!* Sakura wasn't paying 
much
attention to which way she was going as she fled; as long as it was 
away
the from scary woman, it was the right direction as far as she was
concerned. *I'm so sorry! Please don't follow me, please don't follow
me, please don't follow me...*

"COME BACK HERE YOU LITTLE PUNK!"

Yep, Sakura-chan is totally boned. She's about to get her drain snaked 
in
the most painful way imaginable.

_<;... have you read this before? Though i guess that's a relatively 
predicable outcome...

"With all these clients and foreign ninja around town, we can't be 
too
careful," Anko admonished, watching Sakura warily as the body before 
her
continued to struggle under the control of two different masters. "We
have to assume that anyone can be a spy or an assassin, and having 
two
minds _does_ sound pretty suspicious," she intoned darkly.

"DAMMIT, I BUMPED INTA YOU! IS THAT A #&%IN' CRIME?"

Awww shit, Inner Sakura got loose. XD

And now we see that this is not always a good thing...

And suddenly Ino disappeared. Her distant body seemed to vanish as 
well,
making her feel helpless and naked, but she was still protected by 
the
Fushinka, for on some level her mind had managed to remain conscious.
*Fat lot of good it does me,* she mused tearfully, staring into the
silent darkness that surrounded her. *What am I going to do now...?*

Good question. And we're all eagerly awaiting the answer! ^_^

You'll get your answer shortly. ^_^...

~Eimii 


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