Short brown hair, wild and unapologetic. Two red marks on her cheeks and olive-skinned with… much to her disappointment D-sized breasts. LOW D-sized breasts, she reminded herself. This was one of the things Sakura couldn't understand. Hinata had very big breasts for someone their age, very big. Ino too had moderately sized ones.
Sakura didn't; a meager B-cup was what she wore. And this… tomboy, loudmouthed, brash and sweating all the time Kibara, or Kiba as she wanted to be called, had large ones.
It was so fucking unfair.
"Oh look who it is, the book worm!" Kiba shouted and took a spot beside her. "So, Princess Bubblegum how're things going?" Oh Sakura, never got that along with Kiba.
She was everything the opposite of what Sakura was.
Sakura was the graceful symphony, the flowers of spring, the sunshine of everyone; Kiba was a raging mosh-pit, a flower with more thorns than petals and a life that woke after dusk.
"Hello, Kiba," Sakura mumbled. Oh, and did she mention Kiba was on a team with Sasuke-kun? Also, Sai was there. The two most good looking guys in their batch on her team, but more importantly Sasuke-kun was there aka her future boyfriend aka husbando aka the love of her life aka the hottiest hottie to ever hot aka the shogun of-
"Oi," Kiba snapped her fingers, the sharp nails SHING-ed a bit. "You're getting lost again. How do you lose so much track when those hearts appear in your eyes?"
"What hearts?" Sakura asked. She had no idea what the tomboy was talking about. She was only thinking about Sasuke-kun, the greatest, most bestest-
"Nevermind," Kiba interfered her thoughts again, then grinned. "So, you're on Ino's team. How's that going?"
"Better than you think," Sakura replied honestly. Then a smile formed on her face. "What about you? You're on Sasuke-kun's team, I bet you're having a great experience."
"Ugh," Kiba rolled her eyes. Oh right, Kiba was perhaps the only girl in their batch who didn't like Sasuke Uchiha. That was insane in Sakura's mind!
Which girl didn't love Sasuke-kun?
"Look, Kiba I know you don't like him-"
"Alright, alright!" Kiba said loudly. "He's not that bad. Sai is… bearable. Only cause Kakashi sensei keeps them in line. I swear, I should've been on a team with Shino and Hinata. They're so much more easier to get along than those two."
"I'm sure Sasuke-kun gets the job done with ease."
"That's the problem," Kiba shook her a bit. Always excited this one. "He's always doing things by himself. Never asks for help and tries to solo everything. Sai doesn't help either, always calling Sasuke 'Dickless.'"
"I'LL FUCKING MAKE HIM DICKLESS!" Sakura shouted and every woman in the bath looked at her.
She blushed from embarrassment and hid half her face in the water. Good lord, she needed to temper her mind. Perhaps sensei wasn't that far off from today's assessment when he told her to always keep her senses up and about.
"Hahahaha!" Kiba laughed and patted her head. "Good to see you're still yourself. And the hair is silky as ever."
"I did offer you some tips."
"Fuck that, I like my hair wild," Kiba proudly laughed. "Besides, how're things going?"
"Not bad," Sakura said, glad people weren't looking at her anymore. "Hinata's a sweetheart and always easy to get along with. Ino is…"
"Ino," Kiba added with a toothy grin.
"Yeah," Sakura sighed, then sighed again. "And don't get me started on our sensei. I'm sure your sensei is better than ours."
"Fuck the hell no!" Kiba exclaimed. "He comes late every day. Three hours. Every fucking day. Makes us get up at five in the morning and keeps us waiting for three hours. Then there are the missions. They're not even missions! How am I supposed to become an uber cool ninja if I don't get to fight people!"
Sakura felt a twinge of sympathy for Kiba, more so for Sasuke-kun because he had to deal with this shit every day. "Well at least your sensei doesn't try to hurt you. Naruto-sensei can be real-"
"Wait… Naruto?" Kiba held her chin in thought. "That name sounds really familiar. I've definitely heard it before."
"He's a jōnin and get this… he's from our class."
"BULLSHIT!" Kiba's eyes went wide. Then they went wider. "Oh shit. Naruto? That Naruto?"
"What do you mean, Kiba?" Sakura asked, honestly surprised at her words.
"Does your sensei have blond hair?"
"Yeah."
"Weird whisker marks on his face?"
They're kind of cute to be honest, Sakura kept to herself. "Yeah. You know him?"
"Dudette," Kiba slapped her head. "It's him. Remember the blond kid everyone always stayed away from? The loudmouth with the orange-"
"Orange vest?" Kiba nodded at Sakura's words. For some reason she did remember someone wearing orange to the academy every day. It was a long time ago, long before her argument with Ino, before she met Sasuke-kun. "Holy shit."
"I know right," Kiba laughed. "I can't believe it, someone from our batch is a jōnin. Must make him some kind of super genius."
"He's not better than Sasuke-kun," Sakura pointed out. There were geniuses and then there was Sasuke Uchiha. She wasn't entirely wrong.
"My God, you two are loud," both girls followed the voice and found the source. Sakura almost looked away in jealousy.
The woman who said it wore nothing and looked absolutely gorgeous with her purple hair, brown eyes and tanned skin. Her breasts were large and perky, hips wide, and legs that were flawlessly full.
"Who are you?" Kiba, being the brash girl she was asked first.
"Anko Mitarashi," upon hearing those words, Kiba paled. Sakura had never seen her wilt up like that. The woman strode towards Sakura, her chest jiggled with every movement. "So you're Naruto's genin? He told me they were kiddies, but by the Log you're pathetic."
"And who the hell are you?" Sakura asked, a bit angry at this total… bimbo.
"Oh you know," the woman named Anko licked her lips, "his girlfriend."
"Anko," another woman's voice rose. Again Sakura was questioning just what women other than her ate to get killer bodies like those! It wasn't fair. This woman may not have had the same degree of curviness Anko had, but hot damn she must turn every head in every room she ever entered. This one had flawless fair skin, luscious black hair and ruby red eyes. "You really should try to be a bit more restrained."
"Oh look the closet slut," Anko smirked. "Back for more, eh?"
"Kiba, what's going on?" Sakura asked.
"I don't know," the tomboy said, "But I'm betting on the pretty lady."
"You know her? The red eyed one?"
"Hell no," Kiba clarified, "I was talking about Anko." Sakura could only sigh.
Why did she not end up on Team Seven?
Why was Ino with her?
Why were these two women arguing over her sensei?
She understood a bit why, Naruto Uzumaki was handsome in a classic sort of way, but still she needed a break.
Was it possible for a person to be extremely happy and insanely tired at the same time?
It was an unusual dilemma, ultimately one Hinata Hyuga found herself in.
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