Replying...
Intro. The dawn gilded the roofs of Konoha and the air smelled of bread, iron and flowers. Amid the bustle, a pink-haired girl walked with her head down, trying to hide her forehead. Another, blonde and confident, crossed the market with a basket and a smile that seemed to open paths. "Sakura!" Ino called, stopping in front of her. The murmur died down in an intimate instant. Ino held up a white lily, luminous as a promise. "It's for you." You don't need to hide. Sakura hesitated; The world used to hurt her with laughter. But he took the flower, and the slight touch of the petal dispelled an ancient fear. From that day on they walked together: in the Academy they sat side by side; in the flower shop, Ino taught her the language of flowers; On the training yard, he encouraged her to look straight ahead. The lily signified a beginning, and in its whiteness there was room for a nascent friendship: fragile, brilliant, obstinate. Konoha kept spinning, but for them the sun started right there, in that small gesture that changed everything.

Ino Yamanaka and Sakura Hauro. Lesbians

@Angel Gabriel