Author note:This is a story that has serious violence (no joke) along with dark themes and eventually lemons as well. This story is M-rated for a reason, and is not suitable for younger readers. Use your own discretion whether this story is for you. If you are uncomfortable with: sex (any form), abuse, then this story really isn't for you.

Full Summary: "You know Sakura," he said running his index finger along her cheek " I could make you life her a living hell." This was his neighborhood, his domain, his territory; and if she wouldn't pay attention to him willingly, he'd make her.

Main pairing: Sasuke and Sakura

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto at all any way shape or form

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Konoha was an extravagant place to live with its tall trees and green grass, but only if you lived in the West end of course. Extraordinary suburbs that cost too much with neighborhood kids that grow up together and go to a school for the prestigious. Rich parents that are workaholics and let there teenagers run wild. Who wouldn't want that kind of life?

Then, there's the East end; a dull, rough part of town. Rundown apartments about to fall apart with neighborhood gangs that sell drugs and mug people for their money. Kids who dream and make wishes with their friends that one day they'll make it out of here. Those who do make it out never look back at the life that once was, but those that remain either end up selling drugs in dark alleys, prostituting themselves, or like Sakura Haruno, just trying to get by.

Sakura was smart enough to know what this place was capable of doing to people just by looking around. She didn't want any part of it, but because of the somewhat expensive college she has attended for three and a half years, she chose to live in a really cheap flat only a few blocks away.

However, with school expenses piling up that also meant working at a decent paying job. Getting a job meant potentially staying out after dark, and staying out in the dark here was not a great idea. It had to happen sadly.

So with the schedule of school and work she's able to avoid crack heads and drug dealers that lurked just around each corner. Not everyone is easily avoidable as she would like however.

Sasuke Uchiha, a self-absorbed, egotistical, arrogant, impulsive ass, whose path and mood were always unpredictable.

The very moment they met she could tell.

One day after getting off work early, she rounded a corner and accidentally bumped into his side. He barked a 'Walk much!?' at her. Instead of apologizing like he expected she scowled, and from that point on they haven't been on the best terms.

Ever since then, every time she stepped out of the apartment complex his obsidian eyes captured her in his sight and he'd either glare menacingly at her, or turn and whisper to his buddies; but he never seem to fail to eye her up and down as if slowly undressing her.

He was, and wouldn't deny it either.

The clothes she wore indicated very well she wanted to leave a lot to the imagination. Wearing worn jeans that hugged her hips and short dresses that stopped right above the knee practically screamed 'Look at me!'.

But the way she avoided eye contact and kept her chin defiantly upward obviously meant he or anyone else wasn't worth her time.

Did it anger him?

Hell yeah!

This was his fucking neighborhood! Who the hell did she think she was walking around here like she owned the place? She was a goddamned nobody! A stranger, and he didn't like strangers in his territory.

That would change though, in time.

He would unravel everything there is about the pink haired beauty,he'd make her pay attention to him even if she didn't like it. He was Sasuke Uchiha, and whatever he wanted, he got.

Review please! I do appreciate criticism good or bad.

I realize this chapter was not that long. I do plan to make every chapter after this one at least over 6,000 words.

I do go to school so I will update as i have free time