Ino decides it'd be best if she did it herself

Naruto took Ino by the hand, "What are we waiting for? Let's go!"

Ino reminded herself the job wasn't finished yet, they could cherish the rest of their lives together if she could just focus for the next few minutes. She delicately placed a finger on Naruto's lips, shushing him as he became completely transfixed by her touch.

She spoke with earnest and Naruto listened intently, "Naru-kun, as much as I never want to leave your side, it'll probably be best if I do this by myself. If Mother catches you snooping around in the backroom, we can't really explain it. But if its just me, she won't get suspicious, or at least nothing I can't bluff my way out of."

"But-but..." Naruto tried protest but just sighed and resigned himself. He couldn't really argue with her logic. "You're right," he admitted.

"I'll to be extra quick, just trust me, babe" She reassured him and gave him a quick peck which Naruto returned, followed by placing a key in her hand.

"Go, I'll be waiting at my apartment." Naruto urged.

Ino looked down at it, blushing and her mind racing with the implications of having a key to her sweetheart's home. She shook her head to escape her fantasies. She needed to focus. And with that thought, she took off.

Ino had gotten to her family's flower shop in no time and was now peeking through the window to make sure the coast was clear. It was lunchtime, so her parents should be out for at least the next several minutes. She stepped inside and made her way behind the counter to began her search. She figured, or rather hoped, that there'd be a loose bottle of that special aphrodisiac. And if there was one, it was going to be well hidden.

First she checked the secret compartment in the floor next to the register. Nothing. She then ran to the backroom, and searched the hidden nook on the main storage shelf. All that was up there was a jar full of a yellow creeper plant, tangled into a mess. She recognized it as love vine as well as remembering it was one of the ingredients for the powder. She took it down, figuring at worst she could try recreating the powder on her own. As she continued her search, she made sure to keep an eye out for other ingredients.

After a few more minutes of looking, she hadn't found the aphrodisiac, but did now have a small assortment of ingredients and spices she knew went into it. She was pretty much down to one last possible hiding spot. If the powder wasn't there, she'd need to make it herself, and she wouldn't have much time to do it. She approached what looked like a busted planting pot in the corner, but spun it around to reveal a hidden safe. Carefully, she entered the combination: 2-3-0-9, her birthday. With the tumblers clicking into place, she took one last breath before opening it.