Reap what you sow

Time travel Jutsu theme

SasuSaku-NaruSaku. See artists notes below for more information

She hated them.

All of them.

Every last one of them.

They always begged for food, money and sometimes went as far as to jump on her car to clean her window just to get a little bit of cash when she never even asked them to do it. They would even make her windshield worse with their grimy and dirty hands all over her car, quickly using an old rag they more than likely found in the dumpster and probably squirting urine that was in the windex spray bottle as cleaner. She wouldn't be surprised.

They were nasty creatures who needed to just get a real job and work.

Like her family did. They didn't just start out on earth with all the money in the world.

No.

Sakura hated them.

As a wealthy family, of course her family would opt to donate some money to charitable non-profit organizations but that was only for public looks. Sure, they didn't need that money to buy a fourth house so why not use it to make it look like you care about other people?

Normal everyday people liked that.

She hated them, all of them.

"Sakura."

The pinkette quickly turned from the window and focused her attention on her future husband and the future president of the Uchiha Corporation, Sasuke.

They were having an arranged marriage, proposed by their parents which Sakura and Sasuke both agreed upon. Sakura had always had a crush on the raven haired man since she could remember. Well, everyone had a crush on him at one point or another but as they grew older Sakura began to mellow out and Sasuke and herself began to become good friends sometime in the fifth grade. Sasuke was getting tired of clingy girls and Sakura seemed to be the only one who didn't grab and yank his arm off. She use to when they were younger but he couldn't find out why she had stopped but whatever the reason was, he was glad. They were inseparable throughout high school and even attended university together. There was a mutual respect and understanding so when their parents proposed the marriage, they went along. It wasn't odd for an arranged marriage to take place between two well established and wealthy families anyways. It was bound to happen: the Uchicha Corporation was going to be taking charge of the Haruno Pharmaceuticals and as exchange the Harunos were giving their only daughter a promising future in wealth through the Uchihas. Sakura was happy, why wouldn't she be? Her future husband was attractive, smart, attentive and professional...like her father. That was what she felt she wanted.

"Sakura?" Sasuke asked again, no concern etched in his voice as she shook her head and refocused on him.

"Yes?"

The Uchiha raised a single dark eyebrow when he noticed her spacy attitude. She seemed to be thinking a lot more and more as the days went by. He never asked, not like it was his problem anyways.

"I have a meeting in forty-five minutes with my father and with the board members to discuss the financial agenda for the next month."

Sakura knew when that meant. For the rest of the day, she was to do things on her own and not to plan on having dinner with him. She was fine with it. They did have separate apartments on the same side of town but she felt that since they were getting married, they should spend more time on planning the future. Where was the wedding going to be? What would the theme of the wedding be? Where would the honeymoon take place? Where were they going to live after the honeymoon? And so on. There was just so much to discuss and figure out and every chance they did get when they were together, Sasuke always talked business and when she got a chance to try and talk to him about the wedding, he would rub his shoulders and say they would discuss it next time and say he needed to go rest for the next days work. Not that she could argue with sleep since she felt like she herself had to

Yeap. That was about it.

Something always came up and it had felt like he always avoided the topic on purpose. But he did agree on the wedding, so why was he not helping her with the plans?

There was a sudden jolt in the limousine and they came to a sudden halt. Sakura grabbed the handles of the door by reflex until everything quit moving but the sound of the city didn't stop. Sakura could hear the driver of the limousine open his door and the first thing she heard was yelling. It was faint but she knew someone was pissed off.

Sasuke just sighed as he too opened his door to get out to see what the problem was. Out of curiosity, Sakura followed.

And that was the cause of all of Sakuras beginning problems: that annoying homeless blonde haired man.

"You owe me a new bike!" She hearing him yell out at the driver who just stood there, taking his ranting and finger beatings as the loud moth kept poking his chest. "That bike costed me a fortune! Do you know how much a fortune is to me? I could buy five thousands bikes with the cost of your jacket alone!

'Riiight' Sakura thought to herself. Her drivers jacket wasn't expensive at all. Maybe $400 but it wasn't that expensive.

"Excuse me." Sasuke said as he walked over towards the homeless man. "What happened here?"

Sakura could tell that the jolt and sudden stop in her ride was due to a bent out of shape bike that was stuck under the limo. Pieces of plastic from the frame was scattered around it. Luckily, the blonde didn't seem hurt but was rather rowdy from the experience. Or maybe that was just how he was.

"You assholes almost killed me! And you destroyed my bike!"

"My apologies." Sasuke said in a professional manner which didn't go too well with the blonde.

"No! I don't want to hear it from you! I want him to apologize!" he said as he pointed at the driver. "He was driving. Not you so stay the fuck out of this!"

Sakura could tell that Sasuke was taken back by the comment. He wasn't use to people talking so lowly to him, considering how powerful he was in the business world. But, also like Sasuke, he had a smart ass remark in hand.

"Oh. Well, at least your are unharmed. Sadly, am sure the bikes life was more important anyways. It was probably be more useful for society."

She swore she saw a twitch in the blondes ear as he turned his attention back on her fiance.

"And I am sure having that stick up your ass makes you the prick that you are. But maybe you like it up the ass."

A crowd started to form around them. Many people were whispering, knowing exactly who Sasuke and Sakura were. It was amazing to have such wealthy people on the streets on Konoha in broad daylight, interacting with homeless men, which was what they avoided at all cost, especially was an example why.

There was a slight twinkle in the homeless mans eye that made him spark with spirit. Sakura couldn't pinpoint it but he seemed to be enjoying this argument with Sasuke.

"If that is an offer, I think I will pass. I have a beautiful fiance and even if you paid me, I wouldn't sleep with a dirty homeless man anyways."

The blonde, for the first time, looked over and took notice of her. His smile grew, almost too childish for his adult appearance. All she could do was cringe. His unruly dirty blonde hair was wild from sleeping on the streets and probably lack of showering except the occasional rain that they had this time of year. His clothes were of nasty orange and dark dirt stains while his shoes were in no less in better shape than his open wounded skin. Panic started to race through her as he started her way. There was no way she was going to let a homeless man get within five feet of her, and oh god, she could smell him already. Taking a glance at Sasuke, she pleaded with his eyes, asking him to interrupt but it was to no avail.

"Hey there. What is a beautiful girl like you hanging out with a prick like him?"

She couldn't help but wave her hand, trying to ventilate the air that surrounded him to keep the smell from harassing her. She knew that her public image was important so she tried her best to keep herself from punching the guy into next year. It was taking all her patience to not hit him.

"That 'prick' is my future husband and I would suggest you not call him any unnessicary names in my presence."

The homeless man looked back at Sasuke who looked unimpressed at the whole ordeal. She nearly screamed when she saw him lean in closer to her, whispering "I think he's gay".

Her patience was all gone and used up and before anyone knew what was happening, she sent the homeless man flying over the hood of the limo and onto the side of the street.

"Stay away from me you sick fuck! Take a shower and get a job! And Sasuke is not gay! I would know."

Huffing her anger, she let herself back into the limousine and locked all the doors.

'How dare he have the audacity to call him gay!'

Sure, she may have had sex with him twice but she knew he wasn't interested in men. He was hardly interested in women. If anything, she felt like Sasuke was less focused on giving into sexual desires and more into the business field.

She sat in the vehicle for what seemed like an eternity which in reality was another five minutes of the yelling between Sasuke and the homeless man. Sakura knew Sasuke was finished with the conversation when Sasuke attempted at opening the door which Sakura unlocked immediately. She couldn't hear the homeless man anymore and as Sasuke sat down, he released his breath that he had no idea he was holding.

"What an idiot. Ride his bike in the middle of the road and then blames us."

"Sooo...?"

Sasuke combed his hand through his hair, his bangs falling as he took a deep breath. "I wrote him a check for a thousand dollars, just to shut him up."

"What? Why? It was his fault! I am surprised he's not dead for being as much of a idiot as he is! Now he is probably going to go spend it on alcohol or some wasteful thing like a stripper. Congratulations, Sasuke. You just gave a hobo a free stripper to give him a lap dance. Happy?"

Sasuke sneered at the pink haired girl. She left him outside the vehicle and locked herself in so she didn't have to put up with his obnoxious behavior, she didn't have any idea how much it took just to get the guy to grab the check, pick up what was left of his bike and leave.

"Whatever." was all he could say.

The rest of the ride to the Uchiha Corporation headquarters was in silence. Sakura was all too pissed as Sasuke while Sasuke had the meeting on his mind. He knew he had more important things to worry about than a hobo that tried to kill himself and get money out of it. She scoffed at the idea of the low life forms in the city that could get away with that kind of trickery.

"Mr. Uchiha." The driver said, letting Sasuke know they reached their destination.

"Look, Sakura. I probably will not have time to hang out with you for at least a day. I have issues to handle with my father and brother about some important matters we need to attend to."

"You always have something important to attend to. When will I be on the important list for you to attend? Or should I schedule an appointment?" She shot back with venom dripping in the last sentence. He really should have expected this from her.

"I am sorry, Sakura, but you know as much as I do that this is important. It is part of being in a business world." And with that he opened the door and left her in the back.

She wasn't proud of what she said but she meant every word of it. It felt like she had to get permission to be with her fiance and even then, when she did have permission, he was always busy with something.

"Miss Haruno?"

She wanted nothing more than to just go to her apartment and relax for the rest of the afternoon.

"Take me home."

She loved her apartment but some of the time she just wanted to grab all the chairs in her vicinity and throw them out the windows and cover up all the glass and shards with her drapes and hide in her closet where there were no windows installed. Of course, she picked the apartment in the corner of the complex on the thirty-eight floor overlooking the city but the windows...why were they always transparent? She wanted the sunshine in but she also wanted to hide the sun at the same time. She liked looking down at the people but she hated when they could see her. Tinting her windows were always an option but she didn't like the thought of the falseness it would bring. It was like covering a bruise up with makeup. No one would be able to see the pain, but she could still feel it.

She felt the emptiness of the apartment consume her inside. She started to feel cold, isolated...alone.

Loneliness was one illness no doctor could heal. After a couple months after the arranged marriage proposal, Sakuras father had suffered a severe heart attack and she was given her last good-bye that night. She was heart broken. Not because of his death but what he took with him when he died. His last chance. Her last chance.

Unclothing herself, the shower started with a cold mist that fell into a steaming paradise that she wanted so badly. Grabbing the sponge and put a quarter size amount of soap, she lathered it in until it became a soapy birth to clean the dirt off her porcelain skin. After that encounter with the homeless man, she felt she had to scrub at least half an inch of dirt off her in order to feel somewhat clean. She shivered at the thought.

"Father! Lets go to the zoo today!" a small child said, grabbing onto her fathers arm and began to pull him out of his seat. She used it as her personal jungle gym, even swinging on it as she used the chairs arm rest as a launch pad for her feet. "Lets go see some tigers!"

She was only greeted with a yank of his arm as she fell to the ground with a solid thump.

"Sorry, Sakura. Daddy has a lot of business to attend to. This is important."

Water rained around her, leaving her with her thoughts to evade her mind. There was so much she wanted to do with her father that she had watched and heard other kids say they did with their parents. The most she ever did with her father, one on one, was a business trip that her and her parents went on to Maui. He was gone more than half the time but they did go swimming together but that, that was all.

The nob of the shower turned off. She watched as the water dripped down from her naked body, sliding to her curves before falling down onto the tub, gathering with its fellow droplets, finally reaching its destination down the drain.

Was that all there was to life?

Why did it seem like no matter how hard she tried to please her family and fiance, even though they were happy, she still felt hollow. Wasn't she doing everything she was suppose to do?

'Gah. Why am I thinking about this?' She pounded her fist on the tiled wall, grinding her teeth together to the point to where her jaw started to hurt from the pressure. Finishing up her cleaning in the shower, she made her way into her walk in closet to grab some sleeping garments. She planned on staying at home, watching tv and making small snacks to munch on. When eight rolled round and still no message from Sasuke, Sakura gave in for the night and headed to her room.

Her bed as her sanctuary. Thick with padding, foam, feathered down blanket and pillows, she pushed aside a wad of sheets before jumping in and turning on her bedroom tv before she dozed off to sleep.

Maybe she would have a peaceful rest.

A blonde haired man laid down on a rooftop that night, looking up at the stars. He had been in the damned city for over two weeks now and he had finally found them. More importantly he found her. His heart ached when he thought about the repulsed looked she gave him. He knew his clothing was probably the worst it could get without it being totally ripped to shreds but it was better than no clothing at all. He had found out the hard way that he did, indeed, need clothing in this world. He missed his old home, the old Konoha when every villager was happy and greeted each other with well wishes and where ninjas actually existed and made an income. Here, he was just a homeless man who did not know anything about this society. He wanted to go back home but had no way.

Grabbing his shirt above his chest, he felt the pain of the memories engulf him.

He missed her.

He missed her so much.

Back then he could talk to her, stand so close and even hug her. Here, it was like a nightmare. This was surly a punishment. Whoever he figured out who put him in this justu will feel his wrath when he found a way home.

If he found a way home that is.

"Tomorrow will be another day." He said to no one. It was time to head into bed. He zipped up the rest of his jacket before turning onto his side to succumb to a slumber and remember the times when he could joke, be loud and have ramen everyday other day with her. Pulling out a photo in his back pocket, he looked at the photo once more for the hundredth time that day.

He would be damned if he lost her. Twice.

Any spelling or grammar problems, please do not be afraid to point them out to me in a review or more. I am always in need of beta readers. :3

Authors Note:
Pairings chosen:
I support SasuSaku, NaruSaku, NaruSasu pairings so all around, I am a very open Team 7 pairing person. I do like the pairings but I do believe NaruSaku is more cannon and so I stick by that. I am a founder of a NaruSaku club and have been in debates all around about NaruSaku Vs. NaruHina. I have my reasons.

Theme:
An everyday occurrence is letting go of someone or something we have in the past and moving forward. Having a deeper root with someone emotionally makes that connection harder to let go. That is one of the major themes in the manga. I recently went through this myself. There is more to the story than the pairing though, it's a new outlook on life and how an individual women can find her place in society without being labeled as needing a boyfriend.
The other theme is facing a fear you do not want to face.