"WHAT?" Sakura's eyes were saucers, her lower jaw was almost brushing the ground. "Practice makes perfect, baka. We will practice kissing so that the next time the opportunity comes for your first kiss, you won't botch it." Sakura's eyebrows knit in concentration. "But Ino, that makes no sense. You would be my first kiss." "Technically, maybe. But I don't think it counts. We are both girls. Friends. It isn't the same thing." "I don't know, let me think about it." Ino sighed and put her hands on her hips. Why does she have to be so stubborn all the time? When Sakura didn't answer for some time, Ino threw her hands up in frustration and turned to leave. She was done putting effort into the situation. But as she walked out— "Ok." They locked gazes. Even though it was Ino's idea, she realized she never thought Sakura would actually agree to it. Ino had thought that the proposition would show Sakura how ridiculous she was being and spur the pink haired girl to go kiss Shika. Ino knew that she couldn't go back on it but... Green eyes stared at her, waiting for her to begin, full of curiosity. Ino wasn't sure she could go through with it. This was Sakura...her former rival. Her best friend. And her best friend needed her help (help she just offered freely). What she had said was true, right? They were both girls, and friends. It wasn't a big deal. In fact, Ino was almost sure she remembered this being a kunoichi training exercise, anyway. So why does this feel so strange? But then she found herself sitting next to Sakura, their thighs touching. The pink haired girl was looking at her with complete trust, innocently ready to do whatever Ino told her. Her cheeks were pink from the warmth in the room and, Ino sensed, a bit of apprehension. Closing her eyes for a second, Ino tapped into her intuition, reaching out, trying to feel what Sakura might be feeling. Calm. She really is ok with this. So why am I so nervous? Ino realized her palms were sweating. Taking a deep breath, she wiped them on the bedspread and moved so she was facing Sakura. "O-ok. So, when you first kiss someone, if you have control over the situation, it is good to sort of build it up." "What do you mean?" "Well, you could...tug on the front of his shirt a little, like this—" Ino reached up and grabbed at the fabric in front of Sakura's collarbone, pulling the girl to her. Sakura giggled. "Or you could lightly rest your fingers on his waist, like this—" She released the shirt and floated her fingers to Sakura's waist. "That lets him know you are interested." "Ok, got it. What next?" "Hm. Most boys will be taller than you, so—" Ino shifted so that she was on her knees, putting her a little above Sakura. "He will probably touch your face like this—" Ino cupped Sakura's cheek, looking deep into trusting green orbs. "Yeah! Shikamaru did this to me!" Ino's hand dropped. "Really? He never did anything nice like this to me!" Sakura had the decency to blush. "Well, he only did it for a second. Then I ruined the moment. What happens after that?" Ino refocused. "He will lean in, like this—" Ino brought her face in close. Her lips were tilted towards Sakura's. Her eyelashes lowered, her blue eyes hazily meeting Sakura's wide open green ones. "If you can, prolong this moment for a second. It's nice...when you are this close...And then let him come in, slowly—" Ino brought them closer, their lips so close, almost touching. She could feel Sakura's breath on her lips, nervous and moist. It felt weird to be in the boy's position. To be in control. But Ino found something within herself enjoying it, relishing the other girl's submission and anxiety. Ino liked knowing Sakura was anxious for her. "And then...you kiss." Their mouths pressed together, so lightly that Sakura wasn't sure it was even happening. But then a brush became a full-blown kiss. Ino crushed her friend's lips under her. She kissed Sakura the way she would want to be kissed...the way she wanted Chouji to kiss her. Sakura pulled away. Her cheeks were flushed and her messed up from where Ino's hand had been buried in it. Her eyes were filled with...wonder. Bringing herself back to reality a bit, Ino waited. When Sakura didn't say anything, Ino finally broke the silence. "Ok, so what do you think? It isn't such a big deal, right?" But Sakura shook her head. "It is a big deal. It is...amazing. Why didn't I do this sooner?" The blond girl laughed, shaking her head in disbelief. "I don't know! And don't get weird or anything, ok? I'm just trying to help you out." "Arigato. I feel much more prepared now." The two girls sat in a slightly uncomfortable silence, not sure what they should do next. "So now that you have felt a kiss, do you have any...I don't know. Questions?" Sakura thought a little, and then flushed a deep, deep red. "What, Sakura?" "Um...nothing." "Just tell me, baka, you are as red as your shirt." When Sakura realized Ino was telling the truth, she brought her hands to her cheeks, trying to hide her embarrassment. "I...I w-w-was wondering...what is it like when boys use...t-their....tongues?" Again, Ino laughed. "It feels like tongue, Sakura, what did you expect? It is strange at first, almost kind of slimy. But once you get over the taste and texture, it become pretty nice." "Will you try it with me?" Ino hadn't planned on this, but hell, they had already kissed once. What was another time? "Sure. But this time, pretend I am Shikamaru and try and kiss me. Sometimes you have to make the first move because certain boys are too lazy to know what they should do." Sakura moved to put her hand on Ino's face, but the blond stopped her. "You can do that, but I think that as a girl, it is a little sexier to just lightly rest your hand on their chest as you lean in." Sakura's hand dropped down. But then she pulled it back quickly, realization hitting her. "Ino, your chest it...uh...a girl's chest. I can't lay my hand there." Ino realized that Sakura was right—friends don't cop feels, right? "Put it on my shoulder then, and just remember that when you are with Shika." Sakura did not want to point out that her chances with Shikamaru were pretty much over. She was going to have to find a new boy to put this practice to use with. But for the time being, she moved her hand to Ino's shoulder. As it lay there, Sakura could feel the delicate bones of Ino's shoulder under much stronger muscle. Ino was built thin and feminine, but as Sakura's hand caressed the shoulder, her medic hands picked up Ino's strong muscle fibers and chakra flow. Wow...she is strong. She tugged on that strong shoulder, bringing Ino into her. Raising her mouth, she moved in. Too quickly. With her monster strength, Sakura's eagerness turned her 'gentle tug' into a pull, and the two girls' mouths collided, teeth clashing and lips smashing. "OW! Goddamnit it, Sakura!" Blood trickled from Ino's mouth were her lip had been cut. "Sorry! Sorry sorry sorry!" In an instant, Sakura's finger was tracing Ino's lip, chakra pooling out to heal the cut and soothe the bruised feelings. Despite her ire, Ino laughed. "Forehead, you have to—" "Remember my strength." Sakura finished the sentence, giggling a little. "One day, Sakura, you are going to kill someone on accident!" Instead of getting serious, the pink haired medic laughed. "You seem to be the only one who gets abused Ino, and I am sure you can take care of yourself." The girls giggled for a little while until Sakura spoke. "May I try it again, Ino? I'll be careful, I promise." "You had better! It is good we are practicing! You would have headbutted some poor boy into a coma!" Trying to stifle their giggles, Sakura pulled Ino in again, this time with much more control. But instead of hesitating before the kiss, she planted one on her blond friend. It was fast and intense, but when Ino did not break away to stop her and lecture, Sakura realized that she must be doing something right. Their lips moved on each other's and eventually, Sakura felt something wet on her lips, probing. The tip of Ino's tongue traced Sakura's bottom lip, teasing, trying to gain access. Ino's hand was in Sakura's hair again, urging the girl closer, picking up the pace of the kiss. Sakura took the cue and opened her mouth slightly. Their tongues met. Just like Ino had warned, it was strange at first. The texture felt odd and new, but Sakura found she rather liked it. She opened her mouth further and let Ino's tongue slip in. It explored her mouth gently, running lightly against her teeth, the roof of her mouth. Ino never kept it in for too long, but darted it in and out, sometimes kissing her closed-mouthed, then plunging in again. Sakura was swept away in the kiss. She felt as if the tongue was possessing her, was controlling her. She loved being under its spell. Finally Ino broke off the kiss. Sakura was amused to see that the blond girl was blushing as well, and breathing a little quicker than normal. "Um...so? Did you....like it?" Sakura smiled. "Yeah. A lot." Ino smiled with her, nodding in agreement. "Thank you, Ino. You really have been a good friend to me today. I never would have thought that this would help, but it has. Hell, I never would have even thought of this!" Ino giggled. "Of course, Sakura. I'll do whatever I can to help you out, you know that! Though this is the first time I've done that for a friend." Ino's face scrunched up. "Now I'm kind of sorry we did it!" "Why's that?" "I realized how much practice Chouji needs, and he won't be home for months!" The two girls collapsed in a fit of laughter, feeling much closer after thirty minutes than they had in months.
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