Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.

She never really understood her own appeal. She could have had any guy she wanted, except for the one that she wanted. Kind of ironic, ain't it? Anyways. She, meaning the one and only Haruno Sakura, had so many guys in love with her when she was younger. I bet some of them probably still do.

First, there was Naruto. Yeah, the Hokage. Didn't you know? She was his first crush. She was the one who really made him feel like he wasn't dirt, and it was because of her that he could begin a relationship with his current wife, Hinata.

Rock Lee was the second one. Yes, he had the creepiest, wait, make that second creepiest eyebrows in the entire world, but he really was sweet. And he really did care about Sakura. She never loved him though.

There were many more, most likely. Rumors do get around, especially when the people playing the love game are ninjas, skilled at gathering information….meaning eavesdropping.

Everyone said that she was just like a cherry blossom, existing to make the world a happier place. No one she knew would ever deny how just seeing her smile made them feel a little lighter on the inside. I guess that's how she got so many guys.

I suppose they were like two sides of a coin; she was bright, he was dark. Beauty and the Beast, you could say.

Everyone always assumed it was a crush she would grow out of, but she never did. Everyone knew that she didn't love him. Everyone knew she was too young to experience love. They were wrong. After all, what did everyone know?

Sakura did love him, and I think that it was what saved him. He really did love her. That's the only thing that saved her.

I don't know anything more than what she told me in the dark, when I would go to her window and hear her crying brokenly, but so softly that she herself would have trouble hearing.

Cherry blossoms don't fit her. Cherry blossoms are weak and last only for a season. She's a weed, I always knew that. She may seem beaten down and dead, but she'd pop up the instant you stopped trying to defeat her. I always knew that she would stay strong till the end, that she'd never die.

But what did I know?

He feels guilty. Maybe he should. In a way, he did kill her. He knows that he was what drove her to her it…drove her to try to move on and forget about him. Maybe he didn't kill Sakura, but then again…maybe he did. No one but three people were there that night, and only Uchiha Sasuke is still alive.

Well, it started out completely different and now I have a semi-plot for it if anyone feels that it's good enough to continue. Anyways….man, I'm really out of touch with writing fanfiction…I don't even know what to say for my author notes…ah well. I never was good with those anyways. Have a nice day.

Oh! About the title. It's a song off of Phantom of the Opera, and if I do continue it, which I might, the song will make sense.