I do not own any characters used, they are owned by Shonenjump and created by Masashi Kishimoto. The songs belong to their respective owners. Enjoy your reading.

Character(s): Sakura and Hinata

"Heartbreak Hotel"

Welcome to Konoha's Heartbreak Hotel! This is the place you can go when you're lonely. You know, when the person you love isn't around or the truth that your precious person won't love you back. This hotel and its inhabitants will try their best to make your stay wonderful. The other guests usually meet in the lobby, telling each other unrequited love stories. Most of the guests are men, usually of the not-attractive or not-the-smartest variety. However there are female guests. Two are currently residing in the lobby as we speak.

"Why doesn't he like me? I tried so hard for him!" bawled one of the girls. Her usual neat, violet hair was a mess, and her normal alabaster eyes were bloodshot with pink.

"I know! It doesn't make any sense! I told him that I love him directly to his face! And he just accused me of lying!" The other was also sobbing, her pink hair askew, while clutching a cheap tissue that the hotel provides for all its guests.

"Did you lie to him?" The first girl asked, sniffling.

"Sort of. I love Sasuke-kun too, but-" A cry came from Hinata. "You're so lucky Sakura-chan! You've always been near Naruto and he always showed affection to you! I don't know why he rejected you." The violet haired girl was now leaning on Sakura, sobbing on her shoulder. Sakura half held Hinata, still crying her heart out.

"I can't believe he just ignored your declaration of love for him! You practically died for him! I just don't understand him these days." Hinata nodded, wiping her eyes with another of the hotel's cheap tissues.

Eventually those sorry-excuse-for-blotting tissues stopped the heartbroken girls' tears. They sat in the lobby for a few minutes in silence, both brooding in their minds.

Hinata and Sakura had puffy, reddened eyes after crying for so long. Their pale complexions ruined by tear tracks and rubbed skin.

"I feel your pain, Sakura-chan. I really do." Sakura smiled a little at her new found companion in this world of loneliness.

"Really?" Hinata nodded vigorously. "You're such a good friend to Naruto and you're so pretty, I can't believe either boy turned you down! Not only that, you're a powerful shinobi and a wonderful medic. Your team wouldn't be anywhere these days without you."

Sakura practically beamed at Hinata after such condolences. Then Hinata started to tear up again. "Why am I so useless? I've trained so hard, but I'm always behind Kiba-san and Shino-san! I've tried to prove my worth, but where does it get me? Nowhere!" Brand new tears were streaming down the girl's face. Sakura soon joined her.

"Hinata! I'm so lonely! Are you lonely?" the pink haired girl cried. She brought her knees up and hugged them, taking the fetal position.

"Yes, I'm heartbroken!" Hinata violently screeched in the lobby.

Emotional pain seeped through both girls and as their sobbing increased, so did their heartaches. The vicious circle of sadness goes on, making the colors lilac and rose seemed so depressing now. The two girls carried on their sobbing all through the night.

The tale of heartbreak and loneliness continues, after all, the hotel is always filled with guests. You can stay as long as you like, and don't be shy to belt your heart out. After all, in the pits of lonely despair, you need someone to listen to you in your pity party.

Sorry if you think this chapter is really short, this particular theme is a bit hard for me to make a lengthy one-shot. I try to type at least a page for each chapter. I'm trying not to make fun of the two girls too much, I'm not particularly a fan of "character bashing".

Never expect any chapters from me to be written anytime soon, I will only make them when I feel like it. I do appreciate to know if any of you like my work, but you don't have to review if you don't want to. :) If you do decide to review, criticism is never turned away, so I can learn from my writing mistakes.