urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gin_and_lime it's the only thing angels drink, you know Ino the STAR 2004-05-05T03:19:47Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gin_and_lime:1397 2004-05-04T21:16:10Z 2004-05-05T03:19:47Z Pink Lemonade - Jump, Little Children Mira, Pink Lemonade has made me write bad!fics. Ph34r my bad Michael Stu ways...<br /><br /><a name="cutid1"></a><br />Ino had bad luck in relationships. She picked the worst guys, was too trusting, and even if things were good, they never stayed that way for long. In all of her years, she had only ever had one long-term 'boyfriend.' His name was Dave, and he had left months ago.<br /><br />For a time, she had woken up warm- a tan arm draped over her waist and a nose buried between her shoulder blades. He was someone who couldn't be kept inside, always taking her hiking or traveling around the states. He was the reson she didn't even like to leave Vegas anymore. He was also the reason, she continued to wake up cold- no matter how warm the nameless body behind her was.<br /><br />He used to make her scream, loved to kill her slowly with smooth hands and honey skin that tasted as sweet as it looked. He teased her with the promise of hazel eyes and reckless abandon. But she was young then, living in a run-down apartment with barely twenty years to speak for- she let him go the day he dissappeared, he never belonged to her in the first place. And now along came Shikamaru, with his dark hair and dark eyes and dark humor just simply begging for her to take as her own; looking like he might just be warm enough to make her melt again.<br /><br />Ino had bad luck in relationships, but you never know when your luck might change.<br />