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Chapter 1: Temari

“You should do it, Temari,” Sakura recommended, her beautiful green eyes beaming with excitement. “You haven’t been on a date in forever.”

“Yes I have, just not here in Konoha.” I was stationed here a few months ago, only knowing the usual gang. You know them: Naruto, Sakura, Ino, Kiba, Chouji, Hinata, Shin—oh you get it. They are trying to get me to go to—

“C’mon, Temari! You have to go. It’ll be fun. And look on the bright side; you aren’t scared to hurt people’s feelings. So if you don’t like the guy, just dump your drink on him and leave.” Ino said with her pretty blue eyes and blonde hair that seemed like it glowed when it flipped to the side so her bangs weren’t in her eyes. Sakura and Ino are pretty…maybe even beautiful. Me? My dirty blonde hair that always looks, well, dirty? My teal eyes that look like some ugly mixture of green that went wrong. I’ve always wondered if when a pretty girl looked in the mirror, they saw a pretty girl too. I would ask, but that’d be weird. People look at me and think I’m some fierce lady that could kill in an instant and has no secrets; no feelings. But honestly, every girl, even me, has a sensitive side to her. What? Me, out of character? Much. “Just give it one shot, and we won’t tell you to go on one ever again. Promise.”

I was thinking about it. Hard. It is a tough decision for me. Other girls might be more for it, but me? Blind dates? Are you kidding? “Um…I don’t know…”
“Temari. Look at me,” Sakura commanded. I looked up to her with a face that said ‘who-are-you-telling-me-what-to-do?’ “You ARE going to have fun during this year you’re stationed here.”

“You’re commanding me to have fun?” I replied.

“Yes,” Sakura replied very straightforwardly. Straightforwardly…is that even a word?

“Well, give me the night to think about it…I’ll have an answer by tomorrow morning alright? Just let me sleep.” Oh. I forgot to say. I’m staying the night at Sakura’s house. Ino is too. Sakura said we needed a girl’s night to watch lovey-dovey romantic movies. Honestly, I’d rather be watching some scary movies. Friday the 13th movies are awesome. My Bloody Valentine is good too. Anything gory and bloody, is awesome; best movies out there.

“Alright, Temari. Just think LONG and HARD about it…actually hurry up and tell me because I can’t wait for tomorrow,” Ino said.

“No,” I grumbled half asleep already. Sakura said something about Ino being impatient, but I couldn’t care less what it was. All I wanted was sleep. Wait...what was that? I heard a familiar name. Shikamaru? Nah. Couldn’t be. I haven’t heard from him in…months…maybe years. Last time I’ve seen him was…when I was seventeen? That’s it. Four years ago. He could be dead for all I know. Why am I going on about this? It isn’t a big deal…they just said his name…nothing important. It isn’t going to bring back memories like me saving him…him saving me…us, there, fighting side by side. It won’t bring back the memory of me sitting with him in the hospital. Oh. Too late for that now isn’t it? Eheh. I’m thinking about, the date, that I’m probably…

That was all I could think of, before I fell asleep.

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Chapter 1: Temari

“You should do it, Temari,” Sakura recommended, her beautiful green eyes beaming with excitement. “You haven’t been on a date in forever.”

“Yes I have, just not here in Konoha.” I was stationed here a few months ago, only knowing the usual gang. You know them: Naruto, Sakura, Ino, Kiba, Chouji, Hinata, Shin—oh you get it. They are trying to get me to go to—

“C’mon, Temari! You have to go. It’ll be fun. And look on the bright side; you aren’t scared to hurt people’s feelings. So if you don’t like the guy, just dump your drink on him and leave.” Ino said with her pretty blue eyes and blonde hair that seemed like it glowed when it flipped to the side so her bangs weren’t in her eyes. Sakura and Ino are pretty…maybe even beautiful. Me? My dirty blonde hair that always looks, well, dirty? My teal eyes that look like some ugly mixture of green that went wrong. I’ve always wondered if when a pretty girl looked in the mirror, they saw a pretty girl too. I would ask, but that’d be weird. People look at me and think I’m some fierce lady that could kill in an instant and has no secrets; no feelings. But honestly, every girl, even me, has a sensitive side to her. What? Me, out of character? Much. “Just give it one shot, and we won’t tell you to go on one ever again. Promise.”

I was thinking about it. Hard. It is a tough decision for me. Other girls might be more for it, but me? Blind dates? Are you kidding? “Um…I don’t know…”
“Temari. Look at me,” Sakura commanded. I looked up to her with a face that said ‘who-are-you-telling-me-what-to-do?’ “You ARE going to have fun during this year you’re stationed here.”

“You’re commanding me to have fun?” I replied.

“Yes,” Sakura replied very straightforwardly. Straightforwardly…is that even a word?

“Well, give me the night to think about it…I’ll have an answer by tomorrow morning alright? Just let me sleep.” Oh. I forgot to say. I’m staying the night at Sakura’s house. Ino is too. Sakura said we needed a girl’s night to watch lovey-dovey romantic movies. Honestly, I’d rather be watching some scary movies. Friday the 13th movies are awesome. My Bloody Valentine is good too. Anything gory and bloody, is awesome; best movies out there.

“Alright, Temari. Just think LONG and HARD about it…actually hurry up and tell me because I can’t wait for tomorrow,” Ino said.

“No,” I grumbled half asleep already. Sakura said something about Ino being impatient, but I couldn’t care less what it was. All I wanted was sleep. Wait...what was that? I heard a familiar name. Shikamaru? Nah. Couldn’t be. I haven’t heard from him in…months…maybe years. Last time I’ve seen him was…when I was seventeen? That’s it. Four years ago. He could be dead for all I know. Why am I going on about this? It isn’t a big deal…they just said his name…nothing important. It isn’t going to bring back memories like me saving him…him saving me…us, there, fighting side by side. It won’t bring back the memory of me sitting with him in the hospital. Oh. Too late for that now isn’t it? Eheh. I’m thinking about, the date, that I’m probably…

That was all I could think of, before I fell asleep.