Let's see, I don't own naruto yada yada I'm sure we know that. Future apology for grammar or spelling mistakes, I'm human. Also this story doesn't have a specific plot, and character attitudes may change. Thanks for reading pleaseeeeeee review thx again! ( grammar fixed)

DON'T CRY FOR ME

Beginning of my pain

Sakura awoke two minutes before her alarm clock went off. Her long pink tresses hung over her shoulder shining like freshly woven silk. She gazed at her reflection with an expressionless face. Her high school days were over and she was now starting college today.

At the age of seven her clan had disowned her as one of their own, saying she was too weak and was worthless to them. However she was so far the strongest kunoichi the village has ever seen, since Tsunade herself. She could remember going home to her family, trying her hardest to convince them she was stronger. It was no surprise that not one of them even looked at her. They soon made her move on her own, saying that if she was truly strong she would survive.

Sakura thought back to that stormy night when she went to her room finding nothing but a small black suit case. The rest of her things were thrown into the basement as trash. She was instructed by Mikan, her older cousin, to gather what she could and leave at once. Many more pink haired females entered the small room to observe her actions. Sakura was 14 years old, standing in a room filled with emerald eyes staring at her with impatience.

She reached into the drawer and grabbed only an album which contained a photo she had of her and her mother; it was also the last picture she had ever smiled in. The rest of them had taken many pictures with Sakura since the passing of her mother. In everyone of them she had gone unnoticed and never smiled. Sakura didn't question the methods of her siblings; she only packed the picture, a few clothes, hygiene products and walked out into the rain. She stood outside the door way becoming soaked.

Mikan didn't move past the doorway for she didn't want to get wet. Her short pink hair was combed back and never moved. She glared Sakura dead in the eyes as she spoke, "From now on, you are no longer part of this clan, thus no longer a Haruno." She turned and walked past some of the other women in the clan back into the household, some gazed at Sakura with pity while others held only disgust as the door shut in Sakura's face.

She stood in the rain thinking of a solution. No matter what, she wouldn't allow herself to cry. An image of Ino popped into her mind, but Ino also had a large family and would probably only make fun of her like everyone else at school, especially the boys. Hinata couldn't help her even if she wanted to; before she knew it she had arrived at Tenten's door way. Tenten lived by herself and had no family, she wasn't sad though; she had a vast amount of family love from her friends. Sakura hesitated before knocking on the door. "Coming!" she heard a voice call. The door opened. "Sakura! What are you doing out in the rain?" she noticed Sakura's expression and the suitcase sitting next to her. "I'm sorry to burden you Tenten, but I…I don't have anywhere else to go." She hung her head in shame and sadness. Luckily for her, Tenten understood how her clan had mistreated and abused her.

A year later she moved into her own place at the age of 15 supported by her small medical jobs. Tenten had explained that she was being transferred to the waterfall village and that the mission might take several years. Saddened by the news, they spent one last day together before she never saw her friend again.

Snapping out of her memories she realized just how miserable it was living alone. Even at Christmas. She may not get anything but at least there were others around her. Sakura spent all her holidays alone, including her birthday. Her eyes widened in realization. Her birthday was coming up again and she would be 18.

Grabbing her blue and green university uniform she dressed herself and headed for her new school. Arriving at Dokoro U. Sakura proceeded to her locker. Arriving half an hour early would be her new strategy for getting her belongings into her bag safely. It would be the same, just like high school. Sasuke, Ino; Choji, Kiba; Shino everyone, they all just wanted to ruin her life. Even Hinata and Shikamaru were part of the group. The only new people she had to deal with now were Gaara and his sibling. Temari really wasn't much of a bully and stayed to herself for fear of her brother, and Kankuro just paid attention to his puppets. Gaara however, screamed danger and torment. He first came to Konoha the last year of high school. He was transferred from Suna as a way to strengthen the bond. He found it amusing to try and get Sakura to cry; her tears seemed to excite him. They were almost friends before he had found out about her social status, finding it fun to join the others. Naruto had transferred also, leaving her completely alone.

She checked her watch. 9:00 almost time for her torture to start. But this time it would be different.