Summary: Sakura is a regular high school girl, who just happens to get picked on more than the average person. She's never had a boyfriend, and isn't really bothered by that. What happens when she gets a crush on a new bad-boy at school; and what happens when he turns out to be a vampire. Gaara/Sakura.

disclaimer: I DON'T own Naruto, so stop bugging me about it! Haters!

Prologue

Sakura woke up on a bright day, only to look to her window and immediately noticed that the "goddamned icicles" were pointed like spikes of doom into her window. (It was unusually cold for early September) This seemed to tick her off for some reason that even she didn't understand; so she opened the window, took a broom, and killed them through the open window, thus creating a series of crashing sounds that alerted all (her parents) to her current activity.

"SAKURA!! What was that noise? Were you attacking the icicles again?" her mother called up the stairs.

"Ummm... no? Why on earth would you think that?" she asked/called from her room, the door still closed.

"No reason, dear. Just that you always do when the icicles point in the direction of your window," she reasoned from downstairs.

"Fine, whatever," she said, then she looked at her calendar. "And Mom, why in the name of all things good and holy did you wake me up at 7:30 a.m. on a Sunday?!" Sakura exclaimed, realizing suddenly what day it was.

"You're cleaning your room today," her mother deadpanned.

"Nani?! Naze?" she groaned. She didn't want to, and it wasn't like she was planning to have anyone significant over to her room. What, did her mother think she had a boyfriend or something? Ha! She'd never had a boyfriend before, and wasn't particularly interested. Of course, that wasn't to say she didn't partake in other normal teenager behavior (like a room that seemed to have been on the wrong end of a tornado.)

"Because, it's been almost a year since you've done so, and your room looks like a bomb went off," her mother explained. Well, Sakura certainly couldn't argue with that.

"Fine! But when I die of exhaustion, I blame you, Mother!"

FIVE HOURS LATER . . . .

"Finally! All I have left to do is clean under my bed!" said Sakura, pleased with herself. But as she looked under her bed, her face paled considerably. "Oh. . . shit . . .!" The underneath of Sakura's bed looked like all of her junk she'd ever lost was there. 'This is gonna take forever!!!' she mentally whined.

TWO HOURS AFTER THAT . . . .

Sakura was now passed out on her bed, exhausted from cleaning. Her mother came up to check on her, considering she hadn't even come down to eat breakfast (let alone anything else) that day, and it was already 2:45 in the afternoon. This was very un-Sakura-like. As she entered her room, Mrs. Haruno was surprised to find her daughter asleep in a clean room, that looks like it had never been dirty in the entirety of it's existence. 'I'll let her sleep for a while,' she thought, leaving the room.

THREE HOURS LATER . . .

"SAKURA! Dinner time!"

"Ugh . . . Fine . . ! Coming, hang on!" And with that, she was down the stairs and headed to the kitchen. She sat down at her usual spot, next on the long side of the table, as her parents were at either end. Her dinner was already on her plate, ready to be eaten, and her parents were just about to eat.

" Are you ready to start school tomorrow, Sakura?" her father asked.

"Yeah, I guess. But I wish summer would last longer," she answered. Not that Sakura really cared; she just hated getting up early in the morning. She had a few friends in school, but not enough to be considered popular. It was just Ino, Hinata, Tenten, and Naruto. Other than that, she was mostly ignored or picked on. She was used to it though; it'd been happening since she was six, after all. And now she was starting high school as a freshman, oh things just kept getting better and better. Like everyone else, she'd heard the stories of what the juniors and seniors did to freshmen. And she wasn't looking forward to extra pestering, pestering that would probably be worse than what she'd been going through up till now.

But she was damned if she was going to tell her parents about it. No, the last time she pulled a stunt like that, she not only had to go to the school counselor for three torture filled months, but the bullies were even worse because they were angry they had gotten caught. And both results were bad for her health. Also, her parents had been paranoid about her being picked on for the next two years, a major pain in the rear every time she wanted to go to the park or out in town on her own. That was not good for her mental health. So, she just learned to suck it up, life's not fair, never was, never will, be, end of story.

So she put on a fake smile that would make any actor envious and lied like the little harpy her inner self was."I can't wait for school tomorrow."

Meanwhile, on the other side of the city, a shadowy figure was also preparing for his first day of high school . . .

My first vampire fic, how'd I do? Review, please! I love to get reviews!