A/N: I am back with a brand new NaruSaku idea. I hope you enjoy.
If you would have told me six months ago that I would be standing inside 'Kohona's Memorial Grounds' I wouldn't have believed you. Six months doesn't seem all to long to normal people, but to me it would never be enough.
Here I stand among the many others dressed in black. We were all here, the member's of the once dubbed 'Kohona High 12'; Neji, Hinata, Kiba, Shino, Shikamaru, Tenten, Chouji, Lee, Ino, Sasuke, me, and then him, the reason for us being here.
I couldn't understand it, how could someone who brought happiness and smiles to everyone be the one who was laying in the metallic casket before me. Why did this even happen? Why did the boy I love have to perish saving me and the rest of the student body?
It wasn't always like this all of this, everyone being together. Yeah sure we were friends, but he brought us together. If I was telling the truth I hated him at first, and he even knew that an yet he never once gave up on me. That was just how he was; that was, Naruto.
I still fail to take in the fact that the blonde I'm staring at is him, it wasn't supposed to be like this. We were supposed to be a long happy couple, and instead I feel like a widowed old lady. I fought off a hard breeze as the wind ruffled the edges of my black dress. My lips painted red, and a dress; what he always told me I looked my best in to bad it came with running mascara.
I guess before I tell you the anything more, I should start from day one, the day I met the blue eyed wonder who stole chips an the later on my heart. Looking back at it now he was someone that you only meet once in your life time.
The following story is how one blonde turned my whole world upside down, and then somehow managed to stabilize it all. I can wholeheartedly say this is the tale of my Naruto, the boy whom everyone saw as dumb loud, and messy; but in the end he never cared for any of that. He just cared for the well being of everyone, and gave his very life doing so.
It was the fifth of January which meant one thing; yearbook picture day. I was hell bent on wearing my pink heels, even after my father kept telling me how they would just bother and blister my feet throughout the day. I was currently on my way to the nearest payphone to call home for a change of shoes; I guess I should have listened.
Man, the halls of this school were cluttered with people and flyers. It looked as if a typhoon had gone through them. Kohona Preparatory could so be a battlefield if it chose to be, luckily that wasn't happening. I was nearing the payphone, yeah I should have listened to my fathers opinion.
Finally I was standing in front of the payphone, sadly I couldn't dial number due to the bag of chips and coke occupying my hands; if it wasn't one thing it was another. I quickly looked for someone who I knew would hold my items sadly there wasn't anyone. It was then I noticed the odd, smiling blonde sitting aloft on the trashcan beside the payphone. His smile must have been coming from watching the frenzied people in the halls; he was my only option.
"Um, excuse me will you hold these while I use the phone?" I proposed holding the items out for him to take.
His face shot towards me, he must have been shocked that I spoke to him. His face was oddly shaped, with three whisker like marks running their way down each cheek; but his eyes, they were the clearest blue that I had seen in my life. After some time, I noticed he had taken the contents from my hand an they were now residing in his lap.
I just shook it off inserted the correct change, and began to dial home. The conversation I had with my dad was like those 'I told you so' ones, complete mockery. Even though he agreed to bring me my pink high top converse. An like that I was done using the phone, now all that was left was to gather my food. I looked over to where the blonde haired boy was, or previously sat. He was gone and that wasn't the worst of it, he had eaten my chips an drunk my coke.
I just wanted to find that little blonde headed idiot, who was he to eat and drink my food? Ew, the nerve of some people. If it wasn't for the bell ringing, I would have hunted him down an rung his neck till he repaid me for what he took. Sadly, I had to report to my first period class English. Oh how I loathed that class and its pervy teacher, Mr. Jiraiya I began shuffling down the hall, hoping maybe that blonde fucker is in that classroom. Oh, today was gonna get good if I were to run into him again.
That was the first time I had met him, and he seemed a little I don't know... trashy to say the least. Boy, did I have the wrong perception of him. Maybe it was fate that I met him that day, or maybe it was just luck. All that mattered was that on that, crazed day I met the boy how stole my chips; Naruto Uzumaki.
A/N: I do hope you like how I am using a first person Sakura. I hope to hear some lovely reviews from you fabulous NaruSaku reviewers. Till next chapter, later~