Naruto: Ino/Sasuke: Chariots of Fire [prologue]
Title: Chariots of Fire
Author: Never-chan
Fandom: Naruto
Ship: Ino/Sasuke
Rating: T
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto own any of the characters.
Cross posted: _sasuino_, ino_collection
Summary: Sasuke's had it with Ino griping about lost love, and will go to any lengths to shut her up.
“Temari’s a whore” grumbled Ino Yamanaka as she entered the room shared with her assigned mission partner.
The dark haired male near her made no comment, save the twitching of his brow - that went unnoticed.
“I mean does she honestly have to hang all over poor Shika?” whined the blonde, deeply troubled by this matter as her partner flinched.
“And Shikamaru’s always complaining how women are so troublesome - he’s bound to not like what she’s doing to him. Oh!"
“Then why doesn’t he tell her to stop” grumbled her partner finally speaking, annoyance underlying his tone.
Ino rolled her eyes, “Because he’s too much of gentlemen for that - something you should learn as well Sasuke Uchiha”
Sighing, the said teen chose to wisely ignore her comment - already learning with his and Ino’s so far two week long partnership that pissing her off was not the way to go about things. (If he wanted to live life peacefully again)
Unfortunately in his departure from his village, and recapture the spirited blonde had gotten over her crush for him, became much bossier than he remembered and had fallen hopelessly in love with her former teammate Nara Shikamaru.
But it got worst, as Ino’s ‘love of her life’ was head over heels for the Kazekage’s older sister, Temari who returned his affections enough that the two of them started dating.
Leaving Ino behind in the dust (as they ran off to Suna together)
But also leaving Ino alone to complain - and Sasuke being her partner, was the one to deal with it.
And he’d be damned if he heard another comment come out of her mouth about Shikamaru (Sasuke knew he would never be able to look the same way at the man again, not after everything he had picked up from Ino, regrettably)
“Why did the Hokage even put us together anyways? I mean Uzumaki was practically peeing himself for the chance, I don’t see why I have to be troubled?” muttered Ino out loud, as she lay back on the hotel bed.
Sasuke refrained from curling his lip, despite the fact that the same question plagued his mind.
Upon his return to Konoha (five years after his leave) he had been quickly put under arrest by ANBU and taken to their headquarters for interrogation. Sasuke didn’t remember much during that time, just incredible pain. He was later informed that some of the jutsus used on him to gather information were not exactly ethical, but more revenge based.
In the end, Ino Yamanaka with her unique family bloodline was called in to gather information. (When the Hokage deemed he had been treated poorly enough - more like tortured)
After that, Sasuke was able to remember bits and pieces of his life again. It took a while, and many months in a dark dank prison cell, but finally he was announced worthy enough to be a ninja of Konoha once more, if he so choose.
And he did.
However at the time, he didn’t think he would be assigned a partner - who just so happened to be Ino of all people.
(The Hokage brushed off Ino’s demanding questions at the time saying she was the only one who could deal with him - of course both parties begged to differ, but after Godaime made up her mind, there wasn’t much you could do)
“Geesh Sasuke, you would think you would have grown a personality while you were gone, but I guess miracles don’t come easily” drawled Ino as she sat up, glaring at him.
Icy blue eyes pricked at the hairs on the back of his neck.
Sasuke sighed turning around to face her, with a dull look “What do you want Ino”
She left out a breath of annoyance, her chest rose and fell with a deep gust of hot air - as expected of the surroundings of Suna.
“I want a better hotel room” whined the blonde, completely disregarding her partner’s feelings, if he had any say on the matter.
-
Looking around the one roomed hotel suite, which meant just one queen sized bed that had been provided for the two undercover Konoha nins Sasuke couldn’t deny that he too wished they had been given a different arrangement. One that meant they would be on opposite sides of Suna from each other, but sadly Tsunade had hit her daily quota of complaints she could intake without ripping out all her hair by the time they were called to her office, so it left little choices in the matter.
Besides, they were supposed to be a married couple.
Their mission, to infiltrate their way into Suna and keep an eye on one of the merchants that did business in Konoha - more specifically wedding business. It was said he was ripping off their customers not only of their money but their lives as well.
The wedding reaper, that’s what this case was called - at least that’s what Ino joked about, as she and Sasuke hand in hand made their way into Suna trying to act the part; though holding a mutual disgust for another underneath.
The real problem was, being in Suna. The Kazekage had been informed of their arrival, and Shikamaru being the Konoha delegate in Suna was one of the first to know as well.
And of course the man only wanted to see one of his best friends and former teammates, too bad for Ino - Temari always tagged along.
Thus, both Ino’s and Sasuke’s misery
-
“Do you ever stop bitching?” asked Sasuke bluntly.
God if he had to take anymore he was going to loose his mind - if he knew being back in Konoha would be this much trouble, he would have stayed with the snake sannin (not that he had much a choice, he was kidnapped, remember.)
“Do you always have a stick shoved too far up your ass” retorted Ino snidely, Sasuke had to applaud her; the girl had guts.
“Whatever”
“Whatever won’t make the desert swallow you up and take you to the other side” input Ino cheekily, ignoring Sasuke’s glare.
Pushing himself off the banister of the balcony, the only good thing in this dump (he could escape her then) he moved back into the room, latching the french glass doors behind him.
Ino opened her mouth to complain, after all if it was too hot in the air it didn’t do much for an un-air-conditioned closed room either. But before she could amount to her usual cursings for him, he had plopped himself down on the bed - right beside her.
Hopefully she would be too shocked to talk, move, or even breathe as well. (The latter was a long shot though)
-
Sasuke didn’t have much luck.
“Pervert!” screeched Ino, as his arm had flopped ungraciously across her chest, he really didn’t mean it but his body felt like boiled spaghetti, cursed heat.
“Shut up and be my god damn wife” grumbled the Uchiha, too tired to really care.
God, what he wouldn’t do to have her as his fangirl again. At least then, she actually did as he told her to - most of the time. Or maybe that was Sakura, hm.
“You pompous jerk!”
“Keep talking (shrieking) Ino, maybe the hotel manager will come in and blow our whole mission for us” Ah sarcasm.
Ino’s heated glare met his, as they both lay on the bed facing each other stubbornly. His arm was still draped over her body, while his other was bent under his head, propping him up more, and further giving him height over her with his glare. If only a head up.
Ino sprawled out on the bed, clenching the bed sheets in her grasp tightly, scrunched up her noise in repulse of the Uchiha’s touch.
Apparently, no one but her precious Shikamaru could touch her.
Tche, girls had weird thoughts going for them.
(Phase 01 // Complete))
Author: Never-chan
Fandom: Naruto
Ship: Ino/Sasuke
Rating: T
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto own any of the characters.
Cross posted: _sasuino_, ino_collection
Summary: Sasuke's had it with Ino griping about lost love, and will go to any lengths to shut her up.
“Temari’s a whore” grumbled Ino Yamanaka as she entered the room shared with her assigned mission partner.
The dark haired male near her made no comment, save the twitching of his brow - that went unnoticed.
“I mean does she honestly have to hang all over poor Shika?” whined the blonde, deeply troubled by this matter as her partner flinched.
“And Shikamaru’s always complaining how women are so troublesome - he’s bound to not like what she’s doing to him. Oh!"
“Then why doesn’t he tell her to stop” grumbled her partner finally speaking, annoyance underlying his tone.
Ino rolled her eyes, “Because he’s too much of gentlemen for that - something you should learn as well Sasuke Uchiha”
Sighing, the said teen chose to wisely ignore her comment - already learning with his and Ino’s so far two week long partnership that pissing her off was not the way to go about things. (If he wanted to live life peacefully again)
Unfortunately in his departure from his village, and recapture the spirited blonde had gotten over her crush for him, became much bossier than he remembered and had fallen hopelessly in love with her former teammate Nara Shikamaru.
But it got worst, as Ino’s ‘love of her life’ was head over heels for the Kazekage’s older sister, Temari who returned his affections enough that the two of them started dating.
Leaving Ino behind in the dust (as they ran off to Suna together)
But also leaving Ino alone to complain - and Sasuke being her partner, was the one to deal with it.
And he’d be damned if he heard another comment come out of her mouth about Shikamaru (Sasuke knew he would never be able to look the same way at the man again, not after everything he had picked up from Ino, regrettably)
“Why did the Hokage even put us together anyways? I mean Uzumaki was practically peeing himself for the chance, I don’t see why I have to be troubled?” muttered Ino out loud, as she lay back on the hotel bed.
Sasuke refrained from curling his lip, despite the fact that the same question plagued his mind.
Upon his return to Konoha (five years after his leave) he had been quickly put under arrest by ANBU and taken to their headquarters for interrogation. Sasuke didn’t remember much during that time, just incredible pain. He was later informed that some of the jutsus used on him to gather information were not exactly ethical, but more revenge based.
In the end, Ino Yamanaka with her unique family bloodline was called in to gather information. (When the Hokage deemed he had been treated poorly enough - more like tortured)
After that, Sasuke was able to remember bits and pieces of his life again. It took a while, and many months in a dark dank prison cell, but finally he was announced worthy enough to be a ninja of Konoha once more, if he so choose.
And he did.
However at the time, he didn’t think he would be assigned a partner - who just so happened to be Ino of all people.
(The Hokage brushed off Ino’s demanding questions at the time saying she was the only one who could deal with him - of course both parties begged to differ, but after Godaime made up her mind, there wasn’t much you could do)
“Geesh Sasuke, you would think you would have grown a personality while you were gone, but I guess miracles don’t come easily” drawled Ino as she sat up, glaring at him.
Icy blue eyes pricked at the hairs on the back of his neck.
Sasuke sighed turning around to face her, with a dull look “What do you want Ino”
She left out a breath of annoyance, her chest rose and fell with a deep gust of hot air - as expected of the surroundings of Suna.
“I want a better hotel room” whined the blonde, completely disregarding her partner’s feelings, if he had any say on the matter.
-
Looking around the one roomed hotel suite, which meant just one queen sized bed that had been provided for the two undercover Konoha nins Sasuke couldn’t deny that he too wished they had been given a different arrangement. One that meant they would be on opposite sides of Suna from each other, but sadly Tsunade had hit her daily quota of complaints she could intake without ripping out all her hair by the time they were called to her office, so it left little choices in the matter.
Besides, they were supposed to be a married couple.
Their mission, to infiltrate their way into Suna and keep an eye on one of the merchants that did business in Konoha - more specifically wedding business. It was said he was ripping off their customers not only of their money but their lives as well.
The wedding reaper, that’s what this case was called - at least that’s what Ino joked about, as she and Sasuke hand in hand made their way into Suna trying to act the part; though holding a mutual disgust for another underneath.
The real problem was, being in Suna. The Kazekage had been informed of their arrival, and Shikamaru being the Konoha delegate in Suna was one of the first to know as well.
And of course the man only wanted to see one of his best friends and former teammates, too bad for Ino - Temari always tagged along.
Thus, both Ino’s and Sasuke’s misery
-
“Do you ever stop bitching?” asked Sasuke bluntly.
God if he had to take anymore he was going to loose his mind - if he knew being back in Konoha would be this much trouble, he would have stayed with the snake sannin (not that he had much a choice, he was kidnapped, remember.)
“Do you always have a stick shoved too far up your ass” retorted Ino snidely, Sasuke had to applaud her; the girl had guts.
“Whatever”
“Whatever won’t make the desert swallow you up and take you to the other side” input Ino cheekily, ignoring Sasuke’s glare.
Pushing himself off the banister of the balcony, the only good thing in this dump (he could escape her then) he moved back into the room, latching the french glass doors behind him.
Ino opened her mouth to complain, after all if it was too hot in the air it didn’t do much for an un-air-conditioned closed room either. But before she could amount to her usual cursings for him, he had plopped himself down on the bed - right beside her.
Hopefully she would be too shocked to talk, move, or even breathe as well. (The latter was a long shot though)
-
Sasuke didn’t have much luck.
“Pervert!” screeched Ino, as his arm had flopped ungraciously across her chest, he really didn’t mean it but his body felt like boiled spaghetti, cursed heat.
“Shut up and be my god damn wife” grumbled the Uchiha, too tired to really care.
God, what he wouldn’t do to have her as his fangirl again. At least then, she actually did as he told her to - most of the time. Or maybe that was Sakura, hm.
“You pompous jerk!”
“Keep talking (shrieking) Ino, maybe the hotel manager will come in and blow our whole mission for us” Ah sarcasm.
Ino’s heated glare met his, as they both lay on the bed facing each other stubbornly. His arm was still draped over her body, while his other was bent under his head, propping him up more, and further giving him height over her with his glare. If only a head up.
Ino sprawled out on the bed, clenching the bed sheets in her grasp tightly, scrunched up her noise in repulse of the Uchiha’s touch.
Apparently, no one but her precious Shikamaru could touch her.
Tche, girls had weird thoughts going for them.
(Phase 01 // Complete))