A/N: Hey everyone, so I realized that there aren't many stories like this, so I just decided to post it because I was inspired and I essentially said "what the hell?" and went for it :). I haven't watched Naruto for a while, so the characters may seem a little out of character, but I don't care. I like it regardless. Now I'm only going to ask at the beginning. Please Review? They really help me write.

Thanks,

Lexi

Ages of everyone that I know for a fact will be included:

Asuma-27

Kakashi-25

Genma-25

Izumo-26

Kotetsu-25

Jirayia-34

Iruka-29

Maito Gai-26

Sakura -17

Ino-19

Naruto-20

Hinata-19

Chouji-22,

Chapter One

Homeless

"You're out of here!"

A young woman was thrown onto the cobbled road and cried out as her behind slammed onto the rough surface. Her face turned quickly in protest when a large suitcase was thrown at her and narrowly missed her round face.

"Wait!" She yelled, but to no avail. The door to her old life was shut. She stared at it for a few minutes as yelling could be heard from behind the door of her old home, her mother and father screaming at each other. A stray tear cascaded down her supple cheek and dropped to the ground, leaving a tiny splatter that was almost unnoticeable on the dark street. The screaming had stopped, but the sound a loud crash alerted her that her father had most likely stumbled upstairs to his bedroom to drink and sulk. A loud, heart wrenching sob could be heard from the kitchen area. The woman knew it was her mother, crying over the metaphorical and literal loss of her daughter, over the way her life turned out to be, and for the fact that he hit her mother like he always did to get his way. The young woman didn't want to leave her mother in such a poor state, but at the same time, she considered the fact that her mother never stopped her father from hitting her or her daughter, for inflicting so much hatred and abuse that had forever changed the young woman.

She was seventeen, alone, and homeless.

Where would she stay? Where would she go?

Friends weren't really an option seeing as how she really didn't have any other than her best friend who moved away two years ago.

She mulled over the idea of tracking him down and asking for a place to stay until she got her feet back on the ground. She ultimately decided to go to Konoha and find him. He was the only one who would help her in this condition.

She stood, rubbing her bottom soothingly, and grasped her suitcase solemnly.

This was it; she was no longer allowed the option of her own bed, her own room, instead she would have to find a way to live on her own. She checked her pockets for any sign of cash and found that she had a twenty, a couple of crumpled up ones, and some chump change.

She sighed, replaced the money inn her pocket, and turned to the home she had grown up in one last time. With a sharp turn, her pink hair swished and she began her journey to the unknown.

It was raining heavily when the man in his late twenties awoke. He rubbed his tired eyes and stared at his pale blue ceiling with his toned arm thrown over his forehead.

He groaned as he glanced over to his clock and realized that he had to get to the gym to train that annoying blonde kid again.

"Dammit," he muttered as he forced his still weary body up from its oh so comfortable position. The cool air instantly made his bare body shiver as it impacted his cream colored skin.

"Damn you Gai and your need for the house to be freezing."

With one final push, he stood from his bed, not bothering to fix the sheets, and sauntered rather lazily to his closet. He dressed slowly, wanting to prolong the wait on going to the gym.

As he finished, a gruff knock came at the door followed by a, "Kakashi dammit, if you don't get your ass out here now I'll have to kill you. We have to get to the gym."

Kakashi rolled his eyes and simply retorted, "Fuck off."

Needless to say his door was off its latches shortly after revealing a very angry brunette man with a toothpick threatening to fall from his snarling lips.

"If I'm late and miss that sexy chick's appointment I swear on your life that I will end you! Now let's go dammit."

Kakashi smirked and grabbed his gym bag and followed the steaming man out his battered door. Kakashi stopped for a moment glanced nonchalantly at his door and looked back at the other man.

"You're fixing that you know?"

"Shut the fuck up!" He growled and quickened his pace towards the front door, past their other roommates who hadn't left for work yet or didn't have work today, and swung the front door open. Kakashi only chuckled in reply and gave a terse wave to his other roommates as he followed the fuming brunette.

Pink hair fell limp around the young woman's face as she watched the multiple streets, signs, and people pass by on the metro bus that she spent a few bucks on that she felt she had to spare, keeping the twenty. She was now in Konoha, and knew vaguely where her friend's apartment was. He had explained it to her over the phone once. As she recalled it was a large yellow apartment building with a blue roof and five levels and was located around 5th street? No King Street, or was it Avenue? What number was he again, 12, no 21? She groaned inwardly and cursed herself for not having a better plan. As the last stop before the bus left Konoha for the next town over came into view and she quickly clutched her decently heavy suitcase and stood.

She had to admit, at least her dad had thrown in a lot of her stuff. But she figured it was more because he wanted every trace of her to be gone and not because he wanted to ensure she had anything she needed.

The bus came to a quick stop, almost knocking the young woman off her feet, but she quickly regained her balance and followed the other commuters off of the vehicle. She stood there at the bus stop for a few moments, just admiring the scenery of the bustling city but was quickly brought out of her trance when a man bumped into her and continued to walk on as if the altercation hadn't happened.

"Jeez," she growled and glowered at the man, "at least say you're sorry."

As she began walking, she suddenly realized that her pocket had been turned inside out, and the one measly twenty dollar bill was missing from her person. She looked around frantically and it dawned on her when her eyes returned to the spot where the man bumped into her that he had pick-pocketed her. Angry tears threatened to spill from her jade green eyes, but she refused to cry. She had to find her friend before night fell, because she had a feeling that she wouldn't be able to make it if she couldn't find him and quick.

She huffed and made her way across the sidewalk, heavy suitcase in tow and trudged up a rather steep road. She stopped several people and asked them for directions. Most ignored her or simply glared and walked away. Her mood took a turn for the worst when the eighth person she had asked snubbed her. A vision caught her eye though as she continued disheartened. An arrangement of different bouquets lined a store window and she couldn't help but peek inside. An older gentleman was perched over some lovely white lilies and asked the beautiful young saleswoman how much they were. She gave him a kind reply, and he gathered them up and paid for them. He walked out of the flower shop and gave the young pink haired woman a small nod and smile as he continued down the steep road.

The woman peered inside once again and gazed at the young woman. She really was quite lovely with her long flowing blonde hair and lightly tanned skin. She looked kind of like a model that the pink haired woman would sometimes fawn over in the few fashion magazines she had owned.

The girl decided to push her luck and stepped inside the flower shop, a small jingling of a bell signaling her entrance. The blonde turned to greet the weary traveler, but stopped as she viewed the girl's troubled exterior. The side of the woman's face was yellowing after an obvious bruise had been there for a few days. Her clothes were dull in that they hadn't been washed and she hadn't changed out of them yet, and her once vibrant rose colored locks hung limp around her soft feminine face.

The blonde's blue eyes held worry and a little pity as she stared at the shy woman who knew she really did not appear very lovely at the moment in time.

"Do you need any help?" The blonde asked, taking note of the heavy suitcase the girl was lugging around and her weak body looking like it was about to collapse. What a loaded question that was. The green eyes of the young woman began to well up once more. No one had even taken notice of her let alone asked if they could help her. Yet here was this beautiful woman asking a drained homeless teenager who looked like a rag doll if she needed help. The tears brimmed over her eyes, and her suitcase dropped as her small hands flew up to hide her face as a shaky sob wracked her body. The blonde gasped and quickly made her way over to the girl and placed her hands on her shoulders to try and comfort her.

"Here," she soothed, "why don't I take you to the back so you can get cleaned up hmm?"

The watery green colored eyes peeked at her in between cries and her head quickly nodded. The woman walked to the glass door of the shop, locked the latch and turned the open sign to the closed side. She heaved the heavy suitcase into her arms and grunted at the weight, but quickly ushered the still shuddering woman to the back of the store, where stairs led up to a small loft. The blonde placed the hefty luggage on the lilac sofa and took the hiccupping woman to the bathroom where she pulled out a towel and showed her where everything was for her to get washed up.

The pink haired girl sniffled and gave a small, "Why are you being so-hic nice to me?"

The blonde gave a small but beautiful smile in reply, and stated matter-of-factly, "I know what it's like to be alone and in a big city."

With that said the woman patted the calmer woman and closed the door behind her, giving the young lady some privacy.

Without further ado, the girl stripped of her filthy clothing and placed the fluffy towel on the toilet seat. She stepped into the shower and turned the knob, being jolted by the severely cold water, and quickly turned it to the little red H on the dial. The water warmed, and she felt her worn out body relax as her aches were soothed by the warm water's soft caress.

The fair-haired woman shuffled around her apartment gathering some articles of clothing for the rose hair colored woman and quietly placed them by the door with a note. She smiled at her handiwork and made her return to her shop down stairs.

Shortly after, the young girl stepped out of the shower and wrapped the white fluffy towel around her. It smelled like fabric softener and she couldn't help but place it upon her nose and inhale the lovely scent.

Things were finally looking up.

The girl dried herself off, but kept the towel firmly around her as she poked her head out the door, searching for the kind shopkeeper. She wasn't anywhere in sight and the girl felt a little dejected by the woman's disappearance. As she began to step out of the bathroom completely, her toes grazed something that has not floor. She looked down at the tiny pile of clothing with a small piece of paper folded on top and gave a little smile.

She grasped the note and read it to herself.

"Hey, I'm sorry if you're confused, but I had to get back down to my store. I left some clothes for you, though I have a feeling they won't fit you all that well seeing as how you have bigger boobs than me and a smaller butt. But I figured they were better than nothing. You're other clothes are in the washing machine now. Come down when you're done."

A hopeful expression overtook the young woman's features as she quickly dressed in the garb the platinum haired woman had left her. Indeed the clothes did not fit well, but they would work for the time being. A small blue tank-top clung tightly to the girl's torso, while the cutoff jean shorts hung rather loosely on her small frame. The girl only shrugged at her appearance, not seeing how it was all that bad and made her way back to the shop downstairs.

The blonde had just finished up with another customer when pink hair came into her view. She gave a warm smile at the now clean and much more revived girl's appearance.

"Feel any better?"

She nodded, "Yes, much. I can't thank you enough for your hospitality."

The woman placed her hand up in a non-defensive manner and grinned, "No prob, I'm just happy you seem a little happier. So tell me, why are you traveling all by your lonesome Miss Mystery?"

The girl blushed deeply and sighed, knowing that she needed to tell her about it. It was the least she could do.

"Well… You see uh… I was… I was kicked out of my house. My um, my dad and I got into a huge argument and I… well, he packed up as much of my stuff as possible, and threw it and me out onto the street. I-I have a friend who lives here, but I really don't know my way around, so I tried to ask people for help but… they all just ignored me. Not to mention some bastard pickpocketed me right after I got off the bus. When I got to your shop… I don't know I… I just felt like maybe, just maybe you would help me…" She stared at the floor telling herself over and over again not to cry.

The blonde gave an understanding smile and placed a manicured hand on the girl's shoulder.

"No worries, I totally get it. And of course I'll help you! It's a little late in the game not to help you!" The blonde chuckled, not cruelly, but light heartedly. The pink-haired girl found herself smiling as well and returned the small chuckle.

"So, as soon as I'm done here, I'll take you wherever you need to go okay?"

The girl nodded and gave the most thankful expression she could muster.

"I'm Ino by the way." The blonde declared and shoved her hand into the pink-haired girl's.

She grinned and replied, "Sakura."

Once everything was in order and Ino finished up with the last customer, she led Sakura, suitcase in tow to her car after locking up the store. Sakura hopped in the passenger seat while Ino took a moment to put her sunglasses on. She gave a smile to Sakura, and they were on their way to find the apartments that Sakura's friend lived.

It took them about an hour to find the apartment complex that was ironically closer to the shop than they had anticipated and decided to knock on the two doors Sakura thought of.

They first went to apartment twelve. A quiet man wearing sunglasses and what appeared to be a trench coat opened the door. They began to ask if he knew anything about Sakura's friend when a couple of giant cockroaches crawled out of the man's apartment and onto the adjacent wall. Before both girls could squeal, another one crept out of the man's coat and onto his hair. Both girls squealed in terror and bid the man adieu quickly as they fled up the stairs.

They panted as they reached apartment 21 and silently agreed to never speak of the incident with the bug fanatic again. Sakura tentatively knocked on the door and waited. A meek shuffling could be heard from the closed door and the door was quickly unlocked and opened ever so slightly to reveal the form of a rather beautiful raven haired woman. She stared shyly and a little confused at the two women as she waited for them to speak.

"Um, hi… I'm Sakura. I was wondering if my friend Naruto lived here, but I guess I have the wrong apartment…" Just as Sakura was about to turn and walk away, the shy woman quickly spoke up.

"Oh- N-Naruto does l-live here… He's m-my fiancé…" She spoke weakly, her voice barely over a whisper.

Sakura curiously stared at the woman in confusion, "Fiancé? I didn't know he was getting married…"

The woman blushed deeply and nodded her head. Sakura gave her a smile.

"I'm sorry for bothering you. It was nice to meet you." Sakura stated and began to walk away again.

"Ah- w-wait! Naruto is at the gym if you want to go visit him," she spoke quickly. Sakura turned and again smiled. Ino glanced at both women as the raven haired beauty gave Sakura directions to the gym, to which Sakura thanked her for. The interaction was odd, almost, strained on Sakura's part. Ino took notice to the change in character and decided that she would bring it up later.

"I-I'm Hinata by the way. It w-was a p-pleasure meeting you."

The rosy head bobbed in reply and gave a "likewise" as she and Ino waved goodbye and made their way back down the multiple flights of stairs.

Ino gazed at Sakura through the corner of her eye with her large blue irises.

"Are you alright?" She asked, hoping that her newfound friend wasn't upset again. Sakura sighed and gave a depressed nod.

"Yes, I'm okay… I just don't know where I'm going to stay now. I can't intrude on Naruto and Hinata, I mean, it would be rude…"

"You could always stay with me."

"Thank you Ino," the rose haired woman began, "but that would be asking entirely too much of you. You've helped me so much already and I couldn't possibly ask you to do that…"

"But, I'm offering."

"I know, but don't take this the wrong way, but you don't have a lot of room, and I don't want to be in your space."

The blonde figure there was no point in arguing with the girl so she just sighed in reply, hopped in the car with Sakura, and drove to the gym to visit her friend.

Kakashi sighed as he watched his trainee struggling to lift the not-that-heavy dumbbell and pulled out one of his trusty books. They were all written by the same person, his landlord Jirayia, and although he hated to admit it, they were pretty good. Decent plots, good characterization, and steamy bits that would make a porn star blush covered the pages, and Kakashi couldn't get enough.

He almost giggled when his eyes scanned over one of the naughty bits, but quickly bit it back and settled for a grin instead.

"Jesus, you're still reading that shit? Shouldn't you be helping the dumbass, looks like he's struggling?"

"And shouldn't you be tending to your multiple whorish housewives Genma?"

Genma chuckled, sucking on his toothpick while watching the blonde kid attempting to perform some simple bicep curls and ending up with the weight landing solidly and painfully on his foot. He smirked at the kid's failed attempts at trying to do all the exercises in the weight room. He had to give the kid credit though, he was persistent.

The young man sighed and rubbed his aching foot while sending a glare to the two older guys. But, his focus was not on them for long when a flash of pink caught his attention. He turned quickly to the source and his jaw came unhinged. It couldn't be, but it was. It was his best friend from childhood whom he had harbored a crush over for years until he met his future wife. He had to admit though, she looked hot…except for the strange discoloration on her cheek. That's when it hit him, her dad did something again.

"Sakura!" He exclaimed. Her head whipped around and a huge smile overtook her features. She sprinted to him and was enveloped in an embrace she hadn't realized that she missed.

The two men had heard the commotion and turned to see Naruto hugging an incredibly attractive woman. Bothe of their mouths dropped a little at the sight. They knew Naruto was engaged to a gorgeous girl, which neither of them understood, but this is just ridiculous. They both aggressively took in her features, her expression, and her tight little body. They both couldn't help but become jealous of the younger guy and glare at him a little.

"What are you doing here?" He asked animatedly. Her smile faltered as she turned her bruised cheek away from his view. He placed her back on her feet and gave her a hard stare.

"What did he do?" His voice dripped with venom. The tears wanted to spill again, but she kept them at bay and swallowed a large lump that had formed in her throat. He forced her to look at him and gave her a stern look.

"He-he kicked me out…" she muttered quietly, trying to avoid his brilliant blue eyes that she admired. A deep growl rose from his chest and she had to quickly place her hands on his chest to keep him from doing anything drastic. He clutched her tightly and continued to stare at her purposefully.

"Did he hit you again?" His voice was so menacing that if Sakura hadn't known any better, she would have thought Naruto a really bad scary guy. She didn't reply, which was enough of an answer for him. He tried to move again, but she gave him a hard look that told him to stop. He growled angrily and became frustrated with her attempts to calm his rage.

"I'll kill him."

Sakura only sighed and placed her head on his shoulder. It was then that she noticed two pairs of eyes belonging t two handsome faces staring at her and Naruto. She quirked and eyebrow at the two men and turned to Naruto and asked who they were.

He glanced over at them and then announced, "Oh, the silver haired guy is my personal trainer Kakashi, and the other one is another trainer named Genma. Hey you guys!"

The two mentioned looked on befuddled for a moment before staggering over to introduce themselves to the pretty woman.

Ino at that time, after flirting incessantly with the guy at the front desk came over as well.

"Kakashi, Genma," Naruto began, "this is my best friend from childhood Sakura Haruno."

They both gave their own personal grin and introduced themselves formally. Sakura then introduced Ino, who was currently flirting with a towel boy. She smiled, finding the men attractive, but too old for her. They conversed for a few moments when a chirp from Ino's phone interrupted the conversation. She smiled sheepishly and apologized before she pulled out her phone and spoke to the person on the other end. It turned out to be a very important customer and Ino spoke briefly with the man before ending the conversation. She cursed under her breath and gave Sakura an apologetic look.

"So apparently this guy needs twenty-five arrangements of ten different flowers for a wedding and I'm really sorry, but if I don't go now, then I lose the deal."

Sakura laughed at her new friend and ushered her to leave, but Ino stopped before she got very far.

"Sakura you're suitcase!"

Sakura's jade eyes widened and she quickly ran after Ino to help her pull out the heavy thing. Ino bid her goodbye and left her number with her for future fun and just hanging out among other things. Sakura thanked her, gave her a hug and sent her on her way.

She sighed and lugged the heavy thing into the gym. The three men witnessed her struggle and quickly rushed to help her.

"Is it really that bad?" Naruto asked, staring at the heavy piece of luggage. Sakura gave a curt nod and leaned on him for support.

"I guess you're staying with me then right?"

Sakura shook her head quickly and stated, "I don't want to intrude on you and Hinata."

He stared at her skeptically, "Then where will you stay?"

She stared at the ground in defeat and shrugged.

"She could stay with us."