..., Ino, c'mon! Answer the god-forsaken phone!
Sakura thought impatiently—
Hi, you've reached Yamanaka Ino's number and I'm sorry to tell you but I am not available at the moment. Please leave your na-
—only to be thwarted with disappointment.
"Damn it!" Sakura cursed as she ran towards her car that was presented to her by her mother and best friends.
Turning on the ignition, Sakura drove to Ino's house.
Upon arrival, Sakura did not hesitate to knock on the door loudly and crash into the house when it was suddenly opened.
"Ino, I need to talk to you! C'mon!" She grabbed the poor lass and dragged her to her room.
"Okay, what's the trouble this time?" Ino inquired as she glared at her best friend.
Deep breaths, woman, deep breaths.
"Has Sasuke ever told you that he... loved you?"
Ino impetuously looked up with a wandering look.
"Hmmm... now that I think about it... he never actually said that he did. In fact... he never said I love you to any of his toys."
Now that's a shocker... not really.
"Why do you ask?"
Sakura began to sweat bullets.
"Because... today... he said that he loves me."
Ino furrowed her eyebrows densely, but when she realized what Sakura just said, she literally choked on her spit.
"What! He did! Tell me everything! Details! DETAILS, woman!"
Sakura began, but was interrupted.
What's with all the interruptions!
"Wait! We've got to call Hinata, Tenten,...