Haruno Sakura (goodwithscalpel) wrote in last_stretch,
@ 2009-10-13 21:16:00

Entry tags:

wip log; closed; can I have both?
Who: Sakura, Shino
What: Shino's protip to Conquering the World: Get along well with the women. When scorned, they make awesome weapons. (Translation: tea getting, talk, and gasp could it bonding?)
When: October 13th, afternoon
Where: Milky Dipper café
Warning(s): That café name. 8D Jen might strangle me, or maybe not. :D No warnings.

As far as bad weeks went, this one wasn't that bad. After all, there had been a party on Saturday. Which, granted, hadn't finished well. Maybe it had been the mix of the hangover, the memory of her friends fighting, the picture in her mailbox, the envy she felt towards some of Naruto's friends. The ones that had been there for him when she had bailed. But it hadn't been her fault, damn it. She'd been a kid. She was still barely out of childhood now, so she couldn't be accounted for that.

At least, that's what she kept telling herself. Even though she had still been jealous because the idea of a birthday party hadn't been hers.

Maybe because she wasn't that much of a party animal. Maybe because she prefered hot beverages to alcohol--although she could still drink most sturdy men under the table--and books to the company of a great amount of people. There were a lot of issues, and a lot of factors that influenced her in so many choices in her life. And she knew, deep down, that if she was miserable at all, she was the only one to blame.

Her brow furrowed; Suigetsu had called her a prude, and Ino said she had to take care of her virginity--Hah! What did they know, anyway? It was so easy to judge. Then again, she didn't really open up about these things with many people. Her reaction was different: listen, and then get defensive. Rather than explain, bite back with sarcasm and lame excuses.

'Whatever,' she thought, pouting behind the white scarf around her neck, 'at least I'll have a pleasant afternoon.' As that thought finished, she could already see the spot which she had humourously named The Agelena Place.

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goodwithscalpel
2009-10-14 12:46 pm UTC (link)

"Have you ever been in a situation when two of your best friends are fighting each other, and you feel like you should take a part, but you don't want to, and even though you want to punch them both for being morons and starting the fight at the birthday party itself, you can't stay mad at them, because one's the guy you were forced to leave behind as kids, and the other pretty much keeps you sane when everyone else fails...Does that make sense?"

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strongsilentype
2009-10-14 02:58 pm UTC (link)

Had he ever been in that situation? No. Would he likely ever have enough friends at one time to have such a situation? Maybe. It was a crap-shoot, really, although looking more and more likely every day that he continued not to alienate Sakura or Tenten. Had anything she just said made deep resonate sense to him? Eh.

With his usual impassive face, Shino gave her a little nod of encouragement.

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goodwithscalpel
2009-10-14 03:02 pm UTC (link)

She saw the look on his face--she'd have to play poker with this man, nothing slipped!--but still guessed that she hadn't made any sense. She was giving herself a headache. Sighing, she raised her free hand and rubbed her temples before pinching the bridge of her nose.

"I...I'm not a simple person. I don't have a simple life, or a simple past, and the only reason I'm so complicated and why I seem to enjoy allowing myself to be so miserable half the time is my own fault. I'm a bit of a coward, so...I tend to run from my own problems and hide behind fixing the problems of others."

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strongsilentype
2009-10-14 03:16 pm UTC (link)

It was the sort of moment when another person might have smiled and tsked, reached over and squeezed her shoulder, pulled her into a one-armed hug and reassured her that she would come out of this just fine.

Shino sort of got the smile for her.

Using yet another little nod and the slightest twitch of his lips in something like a sympathetic smile, he glanced briefly at the sky before refocusing. "It's a common problem."

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goodwithscalpel
2009-10-14 03:20 pm UTC (link)

"And...the really bad part is that I'm not the type to yap about my problems to just about anyone. In fact, when I'm upset at anything involving Naruto, I go to Neji, and when I'm bothered by Neji, I go to Naruto, and...most of the times I go to both. Or Ino, except Ino's just...way too focused on getting me hooked up with someone right now and..."

She sighed, again. Really, could they get to the café already? She needed tea. And a really hard drink to go with it. All the stress piled up, together with the anonymous gift in her mailbox, and the present Naruto had received too. One mystery to solve, one middle-ground to stand on, and she really, really needed a hug.

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strongsilentype
2009-10-14 03:35 pm UTC (link)

This was hard for her. It was etched everywhere on her face. Little lines, slight creases, downward attention; all the tiny pieces that created a very tired, very worried, very scared young woman who clearly needed someone to take care of her. It would have been easier if Shino had been a little less interested in analyzing her face and a little more up on how hugs were necessary to make people feel better when they were down.

He did give his arm a little squeeze against his side, pressing her hand in what was meant to be a comforting gesture. They needed to get her sitting down with a warm pot of tea stat; if this place she'd found wasn't just around the corner, he'd drag her down another block to Tenten's place.

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	goodwithscalpel 2009-10-14 03:39 pm UTC (link)
	She blinked at that, noting it--and it really did make all the difference. That if he , who wasn't used to touch, was making baby steps with these small gestures, then either her story was really pitiful, or he understood. Either way, she appreciated it. "We're here," she mumbled, looking accross the street to where the café was. (Reply to this)(Parent)

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