A/N

My very first fanfiction ever written :D! Done on a whim, I don't really know where i'm going with this. I might use some scenes from this to make a doujinshi. This will be centered around Naruto and Sasuke. (My two favourite characters :D) And their friendship. And possibly something more. -waggles brows-

Disclaimer: What do YOU think? Naruto is not mine. If It was, Yaoi Fangirls all around the world would die because of severe blood loss due to excessive nose bleeds. ^^


I loved her, With every inch of my heart. She was brilliant, beautiful and had smile like the warm sun carassing your face in the bitter cold. I was weighted down by my boundless flaws and my terrifying past, but she accepted me as time passed. I was in love. And we were inseperable. Or so I thought.


I hastily glanced at the messege on my cell phone for the 5th time this dark morning as I pushed up my thick glasses, im severely near sighted. Sakura's voice mail sounded urgent and almost desperate. I grabbed my coat and threw on my favourite orange scarf with a little fox at the bottom of it and rushed out of the quiet apartment.

Stepping out into the chilly air was unpleasant as the cold wind wrapped around my bones and shook my very core. It was still dark out and the cloudy sky was a dim gloomy shade that whispered promises of rain.

"Ahh why the hell had she messeged so early in the morning!" I grumbled, still half asleep. I listened to the messege once more as worry flashed in the back of my mind.

"Naruto.. I can't take it anymo- I... We need to talk... It's been on my mind for so long I just.. Im so sorry Naruto..please just come."

I hope Sakura-chan is alright I thought as I picked up the pace when I saw her standing under the tree. Our tree. The one where Sakura would come and share lunch and I would recieve countless noogies and jabs for the silly things I say. The tree where Sakura would sneak away from her overbearing "popular" friends and come and talk with me, the stupid, loud orphan that didn't belong anywhere and nobody wanted to be seen with. High school is a ruthless and cruel place for those who stand out like I do. Maybe it's because of my bad eye sight... Or my past I thought absent mindedly.

"Sakura-chaan!" I shouted over the distance as I ran towards her eager to find out what had happen but all my thoughts immediatly halted as the look on her face struck a bad chord within me and for some odd reason I couldn't shake the small feeling that was telling me to run away as fast as I could away. She was frowning, her eyes hid nothing as a tinge of pain and guilt spread across her face, the dreary and bleak weather emphasized the look of sadness on her face. Thunder roared throughout the sky. I held my breath.

I slowly walked up to her and flinched as it started raining. With each step, as I neared closer I became more nervous. She tilted her head up, our eyes finally meeting.

Drowing. One look and I was ashphyxiated in the depths of her overflowing fern green eyes that was dulled by a of trace misery, or maybe it was a trick of the rain. The rain was coming down hard, it was as though it was trying to submerge the earth and I resisted the urge to hide.

"Sakura-chan?" I inquired, uncertain but still cheerful. A little rain won't ruin my precious time with Sakura-chan I was chanting in my mind. I took a step closer and pushed my thick glasses up as I ruffled my untamed blond hair.

"Is something wrong?"

"Naruto." She whispered.

"I..."

At that moment, everything went slient. Sakura's words were drowned out with pummeling the rain. I watched as a muscled arm held Sakura's waist from behind possesively and whispered into her ear while looking straight at me. All of Sakura's friends appeared from behind her with a look of disgust drenched in malicious intent reserved especially for me.

At first, I was confused. I had seen that guy flirting with Sakura on many occasions, but why is he holding her like that! And Sakura's guilty expression...why?

Then it hit me, fucking hard. The cold realization of what was happening... Sakura was breaking up with me. Sakura's mouth stopped moving, her eyes now downcast and glued to the ground.

She couldn't even look at me...

"Come on Baby, Lets get out of here." Said the amber haired boy holding Sakura while smirking at me. He took her hand and Sakura let her self be dragged to the expensive looking red Dodge Viper.

"Would you look at this loser that just got dumped. Fucking pathetic! Thinking you could force Sakura to go out with disgusting trash like you.." someone snarled, voice laced with hate and spoke with poison.

I was too stunned to do anything. My heart was racing faster than ever and the pounding was nearly deafening. My breathing became laboured as the feel of my heart painfully tearing was overwhelming. Everything felt so surreal. Sakura leaving, the sound of the car starting up and ripping away. And the rain. Fuck, I hate the rain.

Out of nowhere, a punch was thrown. I was on the wet ground clutching the throbbing pain on my cheek as I staggered, trying to stand up. A swift kick came aimed at my head. I quickly ducked to dodge it but lost my balance and roughly fell back again.

"Pick this Loser up" Somebody spat. I couldn't see who since my glasses were cracked and fell to the ground.

I glared daggers at the asshole who said that, about to say something with just as much venom when two hands came behind me and restrained roughly my arms grabbing my wrists. Oh shit. I tried to fight off the vice like grip but that only resulted in the back of my legs getting brutally kicked, causing me to fall to my knees, making a splash in the puddle of gathering rainwater under me as I cried out in pain. Another pair of arms were holding me down. I was on my knees glaring up defiantly, eyes filled with hurt. First Sakura leaves me and now im getting my ass beat up for no reason. A rough hand grabbed the back of my head and wrapped his fingers in my drenched hair jerking my head painfully upwards. The rain was pounding relentlessly into the ground and grazing my scarred cheeks, causing my blond locks to spill around my face, bringing out my piss angry crulean eyes without any glasses hindering my face.

"Hey, The freak doesn't look half bad without his ugly ass glasses on." He chuckled amusingly as he leaned in, agonizingly close to my face. The crowd curiously drew in closer around us. Some people's eyes were wide with awe and shock, hell if I know why. Some were smirking, the damned bastards.

He got careless though and his hand got too close to my mouth. I bit down as hard as I could, drawing blood. He pulled back reflexively and yelped as he cradled is bloodied hand.

"Fuckin' Bitch!"

The others held me down fiercely as he loomed over towards me once more, seeping with rage. I struggled helplessly. There's too many of them, Shit!

His hand lashed out and he backhanded me hard across the face, knuckles smashing the sore spot on my cheek once again. Pain spiked through my whole body as he started punching and kicking me brutally hard. I bit my tounge as hard as I could but coundn't hold back a few cries of pain and soft whimpers as I tried to recollect myself. I could feel my concious slipping as black started to envelop my poor sight, but my pride got in the way of that blissful escape. I can't pass out in front of these jerks. The pain eventually stopped as the asshole whose hand I bit dragged me up by my hair again, our faces so close I could feel his breath.

He pulled out a rusty pocket knife and pressed it hard against my neck with a frightening amount of pressure. I could feel a little of my blood trickling down my throat. And then he whispered, dangerously close,

"Better watch your just made the biggest mistake of your life today and if you don't smarten up, I will make you beg for death."

And with that, they all left, some kicking me on the way to their fancy sport cars laughing while holding their beers and cigarettes.

Feeling hopelessly abondend once again as I laid there on the wet ground letting the icy rain soak me to my bones, cold and heart broken. It was so dark out. Dark and the deafening thunder just got louder and louder. Or maybe that was my heart beat. But laying there was all I could do. The wounds on my body were nothing compared to the searing pain in my heart, tearing me inside out.

"Sakura-chan..." I whimpered. The frosty rain mixing with my warm tears.


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