Ok, I know it's a new story and all, and probably not my best, but I'm still working on it. I've noticed that I've gotten no reviews for my first chapter, so I' hoping when I finish the next chapter (which will be in the next day or so…) that I will get more….

Disclaimer- I sadly do not own Naruto, that was not my gift in life… *sniff* darn….

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Unrelenting Time, it changes a lot of things…

Key:

((Sakura's thoughts- in flashback))

((Sakura's thoughts- present time))

((Character's thoughts- different character's personal thoughts, other than Sakura's view))

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(Flashback)

The kunoichi set down the picture, taken so long ago, caressing a certain member's face with the pad of her thumb, once more.

I have to forget… she thinks, but she knows she can't.

Time will heal this wound… the words from others fly through her head, but she knows it's not true.

He's not worth this pain… she thinks, but she knows she wrong. He is worth, or was. But the pain had only grown stronger over the years.

I have to accept this… but it's an impossible feet to her.

I can't do this anymore… and sadly enough, this thought was the only truth in all the wrong.

(End Flashback)

Sakura woke screaming, her pillow and face wet with tears, the same way she'd been waking up ever since he left. No… I can't think of him… It will only hurt more…she thought, the invisible hole where her heart once was throbbed and pinched. The girl pulled her knees up, and wrapped her arms around the two, placing her chin on top of them. Time for another bleak, barren day… Today's the day I have to tell Tsunade-sama… she noted sadly. But it was time. Standing from her bed, she rose, stretching, to walk over to her closet.

It was small, but so was her house. Well, you couldn't call it a real house, because it was only a two room, one bathroom, and one kitchen place. Eventually, Sakura had been able to save up enough from her missions given to her by Tsunade-sama, to buy the run down house. Sakura's eye leaked a small tear at the memory of her old apartment.

(Flashback)

"Sorry, Sakura, but you cannot stay here anymore…" the apartment tenant advisor stated softly, her eyes downcast.

Sakura's eyes widened in astonishment. What could she have done wrong? "Why?" was all she could ask, her hands clasped in front of her. She had nowhere to go! Her parents were dead, Tsunade-sama could only do so much, for only so long. What would she do?

The tenant advisor twisted her fingers together, a sign of nervousness. "W-Well… I-I've been getting complaints from the other tenants about…" she paused, trying to find the right word. "Screaming…" she finished softly.

Sakura's eyes widened even more so. "Screaming?" she whispered quietly, her knuckles going white from the pressure she was exerting on them.

The advisor nodded slowly. "Its not that I want you to go Sakura-chan!" she cried to the girl, reaching out to grasp both of Sakura's hands. "But they complain about screaming and crying, yelling and moaning. It scares them!" she told the kunoichi, shaking her hands softly.

Sakura pulled her hands from the advisor's slowly. "So, you want me to leave?" she stated softly. No hatred, no anger, no loathing in her voice. Her eyes were glued to the floor, closing slowly.

The advisor's hands dropped slowly too. "I'm sorry…" she said quietly before shoving a piece of paper in Sakura's hands then taking off.

Sakura didn't lift her head. Why should she? She couldn't see through her eyes anyways, because of all the tears. This was his entire fault! Sakura took off running, pushing the slim piece of paper into her pocket. Why couldn't he have killed her? She wouldn't have to go through all this tragedy. It may have only been a year and a half since he left, but it didn't matter. The pain was still there, and her heart was still gone.

He's probably dragging it through the dirt right now… she thought to herself in disgust.

He'll be laughing the entire time… she knew it. It was the only thing that made sense.

He hates us all… He always did… He never let anybody in, but I let him in… Big mistake… I can't get him out, my head its full of thoughts of him still… I try to keep them locked away, but everything I do reminds me of him… the thoughts were relentless.

My chest burns with an invisible hole where my heart once was. Whenever I think of him, my chest throbs and burns, the hole growing wider. I wake, screaming and crying, with the same dream I've had ever since he left. The one where he leaves, insults me, and finally thanks me before knocking me out… she reaches around to rub her neck before stumbling blindly to the Hokage's office.

Sasuke-kun! her missing heart cries out for him to notice her. Her mind screams out for his acceptance, his love. And her eyes. Her eyes tear up with the impossible thought of seeing his face again. Just once more. "SASUKE-KUN!!!!!!" she cries out, the sound ripping from her throat with one of anguish, pain, sorrow.

Sakura passed by the bench where her dream always takes place, sometimes contorting to one of evil, his face a cruel mask of hatred. That beautiful face one of an avenger, unrelenting in his quest, uncaring for the ones he hurts along the way. She looks at the bench, and it brings a fresh flood of tears. "Sasuke-kun…" she whimpers softly, her hands clenching into tight fists.

Breaking into a run again she sprints up the stairs towards the Hokage's office, clutching onto the railing with one hand as she stumbles along. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as the pain threatens to consume her. She has to find Tsunade-sama. Her chest feels like it'll burst any second now. She pushes through the door, stumbling along like a drunk woman, sobbing and clutching her chest in pain as she crumples to the floor.

Tsunade rises in a smooth fluid movement, running around her desk to gather the girl in her arms. "Sakura-chan. Are you ok? What happened?" she asked, her brow creased in worry as the girl clutches her chest in pain again.

Sakura looks up at her sensei through dull green eyes, ones with no reason to live anymore. "He happened…." she gasped out, before sobbing into the older woman's arms.

(End Flashback)

*^*~Ren Mizuki~*^*

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Author's Note:

There, hope that was good…. I tried… =^.^=