This choice: Ino gets fat to comfort her friend Sakura, who is already obese. • Go Back... Ever since that deathlock between Sasuke and Naruto, Sakura hadn't quite been herself. Normally "not quite herself" meant a little spacey on missions or just general mopiness. She was prone to do that. But this was a different kind of mopiness, the strange disappearance of both former team mates of Squad 7 was a hard blow on poor little Sakura. She had described the event perfectly, when she wasn't bawling, and it was plain to see that Naruto had taken onto his own style of training in order to win Sasuke back from the clutches of revenge. This disappearance of one of the most important people in her life was crushing, but not impossible to remedy. However, one bad day with Tsunade and this new mopey attitude left Sakura with an ultimatum; "People die in the battlefield, Sakura; you can lose anybody you hold dear in a split second. I realize you're upset, but if you can't focus, then your place isn't by my side or as a medical ninja..."
In short, it was either perk up or pack up. Unfortunately the former far outweighed the latter and Sakura was left with no choice but to end her training with Tsunade. After the War, Sakura had been the one to watch first-hand at the fighting between Sasuke and Naruto; it tore her up inside to see Naruto fighting to bring Sasuke back to her. Ironically enough it was just to see her happy. But it left her desolate and miserable. Both sides were lost and taken to their respective corners for a miraculous healing session. It would take forever to recirculate Naruto's chakra points. And since Sakura hadn't learned that technique, there was no way that she may ease the pain of her fallen comrade while he lay in the hospital bed. No, it seemed that this blossom had shed its last pedal of usefulness.
"Oh my GAWWWWD!!"
Sakura bawled heavily as she shoved yet another hamburger into her mouth. So far, this had to be at least the twenty-second. You can understand how hard it was to keep track of things like that. The pinkheaded girl sniffled and whined before opening her mouth wide again for the second half of the burger. She barely chewed, all she did was inhale! It was nuts! All those feelings deep down inside of her were being stuffed down with food! Burgers, pizzas, dumplings, barbecued meat; it seemed that enormous quantities of a myriad of food weren't enough to fill the deep hole left in Sakura's heart... but that didn't mean that she realized that.
Over the months things began to change in Konoha. The trees that Yamato had laid as the village's foundation had come into full bloom when Naruto's Nine-Tailed chakra form swept through the town. Buildings made of wood prospered and flooded the land. The recently revived citizens seized life like never before, the local businesses flourished, and there was always a foreign diplomat here to celebrate the healthiness of the Land of Fire. The people grew stronger and hardier like never before; all inspired by Naruto's drive and determination. There was even talk of Lady Tsunade stepping down and opening up a healing center within the town so that Naruto may become the next Hokage... assuming that he gets better.
Something else, though only if you carefully observed the phenomenon, one could see the steady inflation of Sakura Haruno. In the rebuilding of the village, there were plenty of buildings left unclaimed; Sakura insisted on moving out an into one of these buildings soon before the tragedy. As the weeks passed, one more observant could see the increasing amount woman that went up into the house. Loud sobbing was heard almost nightly amidst a television blaring and the constant rustling of snack packaging. Occasionally the obscenely loud belch would reach the neighbors.
And that was all that was really left of Sakura Haruno. There was pity for her at the beginning, but it slowly faded as those closest to her lost hope.
But for now, it was her last chance. Ino Yamanaka, her best friend since they were little kids, had agreed to taking her out to eat. Of course, she hadn't actually seen Sakura in almost a year now, and she was a little wary when Kiba advised her that she should "bring her checkbook.". Of course now that she was seated across from the one-woman pity party, Ino completely understood.
Sakura hadn't put on worry weight. She hadn't been eating out of distress . Sakura was just eating; and a lot by the looks of her. Ino could just tell that this immense lump of blubber wasn't her friend; the way she stared blankly at everything and the constantly tired look on her face. She seemed dull and unintelligent, among other things. She wore a strapless dress that tightly hugged her overlapping backfat, it allowed her stomach to billow out and rest heavily against her thighs. And her massive, tray of an ass was wide and wobbly. Completely out of control! Her triply chinned face was blank, though she seemed to perk up when she stuffed nachos down her gullet.
Ino, kept relatively the same since the war, was pretty much disgusted. She rolled her eyes as she sat across from this gluttonous pink pig, said porker stuffing herself without abandon. She blew the large singular bang out of her eye in contempt. Ino was so disgusted even think to look twice at her dessert; warning labels paled in comparison to the prime example sitting right in front of her.
"Eat your dessert." Sakura said sadly
"I'm just gonna go."
"Why not?!" Sakura suddenly hollered, "Everyone else's left me! Tenten, Neji, Naruto's in the hospital... I'm just... I'm just lonely!" she whined as her mass slid downwards in her booth seat, "Lonely and fat..."
"Look, Sakura, I just don't want-
"Eat the dessert, Ino!" Sakura said, now frantic and close to tears, "Oh, what, you don't wanna wind up like Sakura Haruno, do ya?!"
"Just shut up, Billboard Brow!"
The name seemed to call back a bit of Sakura from before; she grimaced a little. "You look here, we've all watched you sit on your ass for how long now, a year?! And all you've done is mope, cry, and eat. Well look at you now, you're a big fat pantload, and you've got to stop!" Suddenly, the spark of Sakura was gone as her face flooded with tears. "I-I know! I know that!" Sakura cried, "Its just, I-I need help! I need Naruto to get better! I need to get back in shape; I know I need all those things, but I can't do them alone!"
She broke down crying once again, right there in the middle of the restaurant. Needless to say, it was pretty awkward. "Look, Sakura, I could always help you out. We're girlfriends, that's what we do!" Ino smiled as she held the blubbering whale close, "I'll always be there to help you out. Always."  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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