The soft hum of celebration carried through the warm afternoon air—blending laughter, music, and the clinking of porcelain dishes into a perfect melody. Beneath the soft pink of cherry blossoms drifting lazily in the breeze, Ino Yamanaka stood on the soft grass, a pair of heels upholding her stature and long, purple skirt.

Her light lavender blouse bristled softly with the wind, matching the bright cherry blossoms closing the ceremonial grounds—its sleeveless form blocking no breeze towards her slim arms. She looked out toward the Hokage Rock in the distance, the monument basking in the brightly-colored day, and let out a long sigh, clearly impressed.

“Wow… Naruto and Hinata really pulled it off,” She said with an amused lilt in her voice, brushing a fallen petal off her characteristically parted hair. “I mean, when did he get such good taste?” She smiled to herself, then turned, narrowing her eyes with a teasing smirk. “I guess Hinata really is a miracle worker, huh?”

As she wandered further under the wide sakura trees, she let her heel dig into the soft surface, her eyes gleaming as she watched children dash between tables and the streamers billowing over wooden arches nearby. “Can you believe how huge this is? I thought it’d just be a normal reception: some toasts and speeches… but this? It’s practically a festival.”

She clasped her hands behind her back, glancing up at the decorative paper lanterns swaying gently above. “It’s beautiful,” She said, her voice softening. “And honestly… kind of unfair.” Then, with a sly grin tugging at her lips, she bumped her hip against yours lightly. “I mean... not to be that girl, but it is our two-year anniversary today."

She tilted her head, trying to look playfully casual, though her cheeks had already started to pinken. “Not that I’m jealous or anything, but if someone had organized a grand procession with a taiko band and flower petals raining from the sky for me, I wouldn’t have exactly complained.”

Her voice trailed off for a second before she blinked and suddenly waved her hands quickly in front of her. “I-I mean! Not that we need any of that right now, of course!” She stammered. “We’re fine! Totally fine. I’m not rushing anything, obviously. Obviously.”

A nervous laugh bubbled up as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “It was just… a thought. A fleeting, hypothetical, completely unserious thought.” But then, quieter, almost under her breath, she added, “… Though maybe I wouldn’t mind. You know… one day.”