Authors Note: Welcome to my new story! I've worked a long time developing this plot and I saw fit to start actually posting the chapters. I hope you enjoy and I will update as soon as I can!

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters mentioned, on the plot.

::Prologue::

Sakura's feet began to feel heavy as she reached the bottom of the hospital's steps. The young kunoichi had just finished her late night shift and she was ready to go home. Her legs felt like lead as she walked slowly down the darkened street.

The village of the leaf was sound asleep and Sakura could feel the breathing of her precious home whisk against her skin. The wind picked up her rosette hair and she clutched her medical coat tighter to her developed frame.

Sakura was quite proud of her new developed figure. She has grown a lot now that she has turned the grand age of 18. Her stature has still deemed her the shortest kunoichi for her age at 5'3. Even though her height never changed, her figure grew in various places that she was very grateful for. Her waist decided to change into a sweet little hourglass figure and her bust filled it's self out sweetly. Her bust wasn't near as big as Tsunade's, not even close, but they filled out nicely and seemed like the perfect size for her petite figure. Her features on her face seemed older as well. Her eyes were softer looking, which came with her bodies maturity, with long lashes lining her emerald irises. Her pink locks framed her face so she would raise her billboard brow high. Her hair had grown a bit in length, just about to her shoulders. She also kept her forehead protector fastened sweetly around her head as usual.

Upon finally reaching her house, she fumbled in her coat pockets to find her keys. She unlocked the door and opened it to see her darkened living room. Breathing in the aroma of vanilla, she quietly slid off her work coat and draped it on the coat rack, though there was no reason to remain quiet.

Sakura lived alone in the solitude of her home. After he parents had passed, there were many offerings to come live with her to keep her from going stir crazy. She kindly rejected and enjoyed the solitude of her home. She felt like the walls whispered her sweet lullabies, and she didn't want anyone to disturb the sweet melodies.

Sakura walked into her kitchen and flipped on the light switch. The room instantly illuminated and she walked over to her stove to heat up a kettle of water for tea. She turned away from the stove and stood at her counter.

Sakura's eyes glazed over as she starred at a single point on her tiled floor. All she could here was the slight popping of the tea kettle and the wind scratching against her windows. A pang of loneliness began to arouse in her. Sakura always goes through the repetitive cycle of her feelings when she finally comes home. It's hard to keep yourself from feeling loneliness when all your friends have slowly broken away from you.

Sakura's closest friends, Naruto Uzamaki and Sasuke Uchiha, have gone their separate ways from their little cherry blossom. Naruto had finally achieved his dream and had became Hokage. When he learned the news of him being chosen, he went straight to Sakura to express his excitement. Sakura could feel her importance in his life. She knew he saw her as his best friend. After his admission into the position, his focus turned to Leaf and his new fiancé, Hinata. He slowly stopped talking with Sakura on a daily basis. Now, the only time they talk is when Sakura is assigned missions.

Sakura's heart longs for the attention of a single Uchiha as well. Sasuke Uchiha has always been the center for her love, but they never had a relationship. Sasuke has never showed any notion to their relationship and has never even seen her potential. After Sasuke returned from his power lust rage, he didn't speak to Sakura. Even after Orochimaru is killed, Sasuke never batted an eyelash at the rosette. Sakura wishes for his love, but their distance seems to make their relationship seem impossible. She couldn't understand his rejection for her. From what she could see his so called 'rebirth' of the Uchiha clan was not being put into motion. Sakura knew of a handful of Kohona women who would love to be Sasuke's mate, but even through their affections and attractiveness, he rejected them as well. At least Sakura didn't act like she belonged to a brothel like the other female suitors, but he still ignored her affections.

Sakura pulled her hand up and pushed back her bangs. She twirled her ends between her finger tips, a habit she's developed over the years. She continued to stare and be lost in thought, until a loud screeching sound broke into her ears.

Sakura turned and picked up the screeching kettle off the stove and sat it on the holder. Slowly, she grabbed a cup and poured the tea. The herbal scent kissed Sakura's nose

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As the hot liquid trickled down her throat, she attempted to push away her negative thinking.

She sighed and cupped the warm cup in her hand.

All Sakura could do was sip down the herbal tea and hope for a miracle to change her continuous cycle of emotions.

She silently hopped for an anomaly in her life.