Summary

Sakura's parents are getting a divorce and now she has to move to a new high school, a new life and a new house. On the first day, she happens to meet the school bully, Sasuke Uchiha, and now they're on war. Her whole world has now turned upside down.

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Chapter 1 - Major Crisis

Sakura Haruno, age 17, combed her fingers through her hair until it was smooth and silky. Not bad, she thought as she examined herself in front of the mirror from different angles.

"Sweetie, come down here for a minute. We have something important to talk to you about," her mom called. Oh, boy. There was that tone again that Sakura hated. That fake cheery voice saying that she had "important news."

These days were getting worse and worse. First it was, "Sakura we have something bad going on." Then, "Sakura you have to live with grandma for a week." Then, "Sakura, we're mad at each other at the moment so please go away." The list kept on going.

For once in her life, she wanted peace and quiet but little did she know, she would finally get it, when her mom broke the news.

"YOU'RE GETTING A DIVORCE? How could you ruin my life like this? I don't want to start a new school year with strangers. I don't even want to live in a new neighbourhood. But…wait you didn't say we were moving? So are we?" Sakura's face looked hopeful and her eyes pleaded for the answer "no."

"Yes we are. I am moving to Kyoto and your mother in moving to Hiroshima. We are so sorry Sakura but we think it is for the best," her dad sighed rubbing his temples in frustration.

Sakura stomped her feet. "I HATE YOU GUYS! I wish I would never see you in my life again. Never! Ever!" Tears welled up in her eyes as she sprinted to her room making sure to slam the door on her way in.

Sakura Haruno flipped open her cell phone and dialed the memorized number she called at least twice a day.

"Y'hello? Ayame speaking." The receiver greeted.

"This time they have gone too far, Ayame. This is the worst! I just wish this would end. Help me! I'm in a major crisis!" Sakura sobbed uncontrollably.

"Chill, girl. It couldn't be that bad. So shoot. What is it this time?" Ayame reassured but had no success.

"We're moving." Sakura stated in a monotone voice.

"YOU'RE MOVING? WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU THINKING, LEAVING ME LIKE THIS? I'M YOUR BEST FRIEND, YOU KNOW!" Sakura pulled the phone from her ear and shuddered. Ayame could be harsh at some times.

"I know but it's not like I have a choice. It's like…mandatory or something. Anything can happen."

"Well I'll miss you soo much! You have to come back and visit some time. Promise?" Ayame asked frowning through the phone.

"Definitely and you should visit too. I'll talk to you later. Bye!"

Sakura flopped down on her bed and was glad that that was over. Her eyes drooped heavily and the next thing she knew, it was pitch black.

"Sakura? Sakura? Wake up, honey." Hands shook Sakura's shoulders lightly. "It's time for dinner." The voice seemed so familiar yet distant.

"Mom? Is that you?" Sakura asked groggily, rousing from her slumber. A pair of hands helped her to her feet and led her down the stairs. Creak creak creak creak as Sakura solemnly walked down the stairs.

She sat with a thump on her signature spot at the kitchen table as she scanned the dishes. Mmm…she could smell the aroma of fresh cooked lasagna with garlic bread, her favourite.

A large clump of pasta was placed in front of her and her moth watered. Sakura picked up her silverware and began to eat her supper.

After several bites, she didn't feel so hungry anymore. She began poking it with her fork and staring into nothingness.

"What's wrong Sakura? Does it taste that bad?" her father asked, a worry line creasing his forehead.

"No I'm just not hungry today. May I be excused from the table?" Sakura questioned, knowing the obvious answer.

"No." her mother stated firmly. Sakura was startled. No? "We have something else we want to tell you."

"Yes, what is it?" Sakura fidgeted around nervously.

"Well we've been considering what you said, honey, and we've decided to change the plans a little. Since, you despise to be with us, we've bought you house in a little town in Konoha. You will be living there by yourself and we think you are responsible enough to live by yourself now." Mitomi Haruno gasped for a breath of air after finishing her long (obviously memorized) speech.

"Really?" Sakura squealed, please to hear the great new. Living on her own without any parents! This was the life!

"Plane 6 is now boarding. Please show the attendant your passport," the PA system crackled.


Well this is it, Sakura thought. Goodbye home. Goodbye life. She never knew what was going to happen on this plane ride. She was sitting all alone without any parents.

Sakura nervously handed the attendant her passport and fidgeted around with her fingers.

The attendant smiled and handed her back her passport. "Have a nice ride. Go right in."

Sakura returned the smile and slowly started walking.

This would be one scary plane ride.

Sakura glanced down at her ticket. B12, First Class. Well that won't be so hard to find, would it?

She came across a small sign that read B12. This was it!

She glanced down. "Uh…excuse me I think you're in MY seat."

Sitting in her seat was a young man her age with spiky raven hair and onyx eyes. He wore a pair of black jeans and a navy blue t-shirt which was unbuttoned at the top which showed off his toned chest. "Hn. Take the seat beside me." Man, she was hot.

"Well I don't think I can if you don't move over," Sakura scowled.

"Then step over." He was getting frustrated and folded his arms in front of his chest.

"Jerk!" Sakura retorted as she did as she was told and plopped down onto the cushy seat.

"Hn," he smirked showing no interest and returned to the book he was reading.

"Are you always like this? Mean, retarded and rude to someone you just met or is it just me?" Sakura asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

The young man slowly turned around, knives in his eyes. His glare remained on Sakura and she started to squirm in her seat. Her eyes shifted and she was suddenly looking at a lot of places: her fingernails, her purse, her shoes etc. Anywhere else except his eyes.

Sakura was feeling uncomfortable. She felt his icy glare against her skin and the hairs on her neck stood up. She gulped and stared at the floor, praying for the horror to end.

Suddenly, he leaned forwards. "I will not be spoken to like that again, you hear me? If you do that again, then you're in for it no matter who you are," he whispered menacingly in her ear with his onyx eyes narrowed.

Sakura nodded and turned her head toward this the window, enjoying the view. She couldn't wait for this ride to end.

The view was too much for her and the plane kept on lurching so reluctantly, Sakura Haruno dozed off to sleep.


Sakura lazily opened one eye and found herself lying on something hard and warm. An arm was wrapped around her waist protectively and her head was snuggled in the crook of a neck.

Sakura glanced up and saw the face of the handsome jerk. How dare he! After all he had just threatened, he was doing this!

"Get off me, you lazy jerk!" Sakura screamed, pushing the young man carelessly away. "What the heck are you doing?"

"I was about to ask you the same question. You're the one lying on top of me," he glared suspiciously at her. "Don't turn into a fan girl."

"As if I could ever like someone like you! Cold-hearted bastard!"

"Hmph."

The two of them turned their backs on each other and scowled.

Sakura and her Inner Side

Sakura: That damn bastard is such a cold-hearted jerk!

Inner: But he's so damn fine! Here's your chance! Make a move!

Sakura: What the hell? I don't even like him!

As Sakura was fighting against her inner self, the young man sneaked a look at the pink haired girl's pretty face. She was somewhat different than most girls because she wasn't drooling over him like all the other girls.

Sakura noticed that a chill went up her spine. She could tell right away that someone was watching her from behind. The 17 year old girl cautiously turned around to find that cold-hearted asshole staring right back at her.

Sakura tried to control her temper as she yelled, "What the hell do you want, asshole? It's rude to stare you know."

"Aa."

"Please fasten your seatbelts. The plane is now descending in Konoha. Have a nice day."

"And thank God for that," Sakura muttered.


A/N: Whew…that took one whole day to write. I'm not a slow typer or anything I was just so caught up in everything else, you know? Well I'll update soon and don't forget to read my next chapter! P