~Bulletproof~ SasuSaku Mafia Story

Chapter 3 ~ Bottomless Brunch

"Wait so it worked?!" Ino squeaked on Sakura's couch on Saturday morning.

"We'll see, I gave them a location, I really hope this is it..." Sakura walked in the living room from the kitchen carrying two glasses of mimosas and sat down next to Ino.

"There's one more thing... I got my boss to let me go with them when they attempt to arrest him."

"You WHAT?!" Ino almost spat out her drink. "Why are you trying to cosplay some fucking action movie hero?"

"Shut up, Ino! I just want to see his smug face when he realizes he is not invincible."

"Whatever you say, it just feels like you were just an intern a week ago and now you're accompanying their biggest ops." Ino took a big sip of her mimosa.

"Yeah, my life definitely took a turn, but it's so fulfilling to see the concepts and algorithms I learned in class actually come in handy at work."

"Cheers to that, Sakura. You do you as long as you remain my day drinking buddy on Saturdays."

They laughed and clinked glasses. The day was going well, it was a warm June afternoon, but Sakura could not shake the feeling that this was the calm before the storm. She chose this path, and she was unapologetic about it.

"So what's the move? Wanna stay in and watch Netflix or something? Or should we go out?" Ino poured herself another "mimosa", which was almost entirely champagne with a droplet of orange juice.

"Let's go out. I've been marinating in this apartment for way too long." Sakura walked into her bedroom to brush her hair.

"Fine, but you gotta let me wear the new black pants you bought." Ino followed closely behind.

"Whatever, but that means I get to keep the skirt I borrowed last week." Sakura shot Ino a mischievous look.

"You bitch, fine." Ino rushed past Sakura straight to her wardrobe and snatched the pair of pants. It suit Ino - luckily they were almost the size. Sakura was a bit shorter than Ino, and had more defined curves. Ino was taller and leaner. Still, they shared most of their clothes.

"What should I wear?" Sakura sighed. "I don't have anything to wear, I swear!"

"Hmm... you've been forced to follow the police dress code lately so let's go with something sexy."

"Hmm, maybe, let me see..." As Ino did her hair, Sakura finally decided on her outfit: a short pink dress she rarely wore.

"Uh, this will do, I guess? Where are we going?

"Ooooh you're such a hottie!" Ino fixed Sakura's hair. "Well, it's still early soo how about we give in to the demons and go do a bottomless brunch?"

"You bring out the worst in me" Sakura groaned, as they walked out of the apartment.

The girls decided to get brunch at the new cafe near the police department. The interior was very pleasant with pastel colors and cozy chairs. They talked a lot, mostly about Ino's many crushes. The conversation thinned out the more they drank.

By 4 pm, they were hammered. Luckily, they could both hold their alcohol, though Sakura was nearly slurring her words.

"Sooooo what's the move?" Ino nibbled on the last bits of her fries.

"The move? Girl I can barely move." Sakura let out a long sigh.

To both their surprise, an unknown male voice spoke from behind Sakura:

"We wanted to offer you ladies a drink, but it seems like we are too late," he chuckled.

Sakura turned back to face the two men behind her: Both dressed very sophisticated - one in a suit, one in a tux. The man speaking had red hair, while the one next to him had long blonde hair - hilariously similar to Ino's.