A/N : Be gentle, this is my first fic so im open to anything! Um…..tell me if you like it!
She was amazing. Her gorgeous pink hair, her emerald eyes, the way she made every feel better, and that person is Haruno Sakura.
I had to have her.
Simple as that. I was becoming addicted to her, I needed her. She saw me as a person when no one else gave a damn about what happened to me. Just because I have the demon sealed inside of me. So whenever I saw her I stuck to her like glue.
He was so excited! Today his team is going on a B ranked mission! Finally no more D or C classed missions. They are so boring. They are meeting at the front gates at 7:00. There the team will know what this mission entails. He got up at 6:30 in the morning.
"Damn! I overslept!," whined the hyperactive ninja, "and I was gonna get there earlier to see Sakura-chan too. Oh, well," he said.
He hurriedly got into the shower, speed-washed and got out in 5 minutes flat. He was impressed at the time.
"Wow, I guess being a ninja counts for something in daily life," he mused out loud.
It's not like anyone was in his 3-room flat to here him anyway. Naruto lived alone, he had no parents. The little apartment he lived in had one bedroom with bathroom included, one living room, and one kitchen area. Fully stocked with ramen, his favorite food. The bedroom was a complete wreck. Clothes strewn all over the floor and various ninja weaponry poking out everywhere. The blankets were not even on the bed anymore! Not to mention all the empty ramen cups. The living area had not fared any better. One couch with the cushions thrown about, a coffee table littered with trash and a small t.v. that never gets used because the owner, Naruto, is never home. The bathroom and kitchen, well, lets just say it need some serious cleaning.
The stressed out boy quickly put on his trademark orange jumpsuit, strapped his weapons pouch on, and wrapped the worn kunai and shuriken holster around his right leg. Thus a fully armed and semi-dangerous. The kyuubi vessel then put his food, scrolls, etc. into his backpack and departed from his home. Forgetting to lock the door.
A/N: very short I know! Sorry about that \. Im kinda testing so……yea. Im make this chap longer I promise! Later!
