He sighed as he trashed trashed the roses. He was set on giving them to her this year, but the loud moaning from apartment told him she was busy. Busy with his best friend, just like she was every Valentine's Day for the past five years. "Maybe next year," he thought to himself. Maybe next year he would be with her during the fourteenth instead of drowning his sorrows at a bar.

The pinkette was currently grinding into the man behind her. Did she know who he was? Hell no, didn't mean she couldn't have some fun with him. His grip on her hips tightened, cute, he thought he was in control. She began swaying her hips slower than before to taunt him. Growling, he began to suck on her earlobe. Feeling a little playful, the seductress let out an exaggerated gasp. The bulge in his pants was begging to be noticed. She opened her mouth to flirt, but a husky voice cut her off. "Hey bastard, mind moving your hands from there, better yet don't touch her at all."

~I'm sorry~

"Na-ru-to-kunnnnnn, why don't we havvvve some fun," she drunkenly slurred as the blond lead her to her apartment. He sighed, the girl was wobbling around too much, it would take forever to get her home. He was also really starting to feel uncomfortable with her constant persuading. He adjusted his arm on her back and her arm around his neck.

"No Sakura-chan I would never sleep with you like this, and you're dating Sasuke." She vomited at least twice before they reached their destination. He fumbled with the keys before letting them in. Making sure to place the key on the rack first, he turned around to face her. "Alright, don't leave Sakura-chan, I'll ask Ino if she'll stop by for-" her lips were on his, she tried her best to shove her tongue into his mouth. He caught a whiff of the alcohol, it didn't suit her. Gently as possible, he pushed the girl off.

"I get it, I'm not good nuff for ya, huh!" She grabbed a nearby vase lunging it at him. It missed and shattered against the wall. She let out a hic before pointing at the Uzumaki. "Get the hell out and never come back *hic* asshole!" Arguing would be futile. He groaned before leaving. Of course he didn't trust her alone, reaching into his pocket her grabbed his cell.

"Hey Ino can you hang with Sakura-chan for the night? She's drunk again. No, I'll walk home."

"Hey Sakura-chan, why do you like Sasuke-teme," Naruto asked as he checked the steaming rice. Said girl paused from her current task of painting her nails. She blinked looking up.

"Isn't it obvious?" He shook his head then turned to the mackerel he was working on. She blushed, twisting the cap of her green polish.

"Well, he's hot, great in bed, and my god have you seen his body," she squealed. His grip on the pan tightened. "Because he's hot." That's why she liked him? Not because of him just being him. Is that why every female liked him?

"Hehe, am I hot enough to date you Sakura-chan," he laughed playfully. Grabbing two bowls and plates from the cabinets, he waited for her reply. Which didn't come until after an odd silence.

"Well, you're attractive Naruto, but you don't really suit my taste."

"Alright, knock yourself out." Naruto handed her the large wad of money. She took it as if she was unsure. With a confused look on her face, she stared at the blue eyed boy.

"Is this it?" His eyes widened. Did she just ask if that was it, that was 3,000 he hand just given her. Hell, that was just his pay check he put in the hands of a girl he wasn't even dating

"W-well yeah Sakura-chan, that's all I have on me." She seemed to have ignored his comment. At least, he thought she did. She was pretty much glaring at the money. She turned, having her heals violently clicking behind her.

"Sasuke-kun would have given me way more than this."

The 23 year old grinned as he strolled into his "man cave," also know as his bonus room. He held two scary movies, his black blanket, popcorn, and the strawberry pocky she loved. "Sa-ku-ra-channn, ready for our epic movie night, hehe." She held up a finger motioning for him to hold on. Seconds later she forced her phone into her pocket.

"Change of plans, I'm going clubbing with pig, wanna join us?" His jaw dropped, as well as the items that were previously in his hands. Shakily, he walked toward her. Placing his hands on her shoulders, his stare remain on her eyes.

"You're gonna just bail on me? After you faked being sick just to go screw that guy, I still haven't told Sasuke just so you know. Not to mention I held your hair back, and didn't get upset when you puked in my car. After all that when I ask you to stay for a movie night you want to ditch to go clubbing, which you do every day by the way."

She slapped one hand away and shrugged off his other. The rosette combed a hand through her hair before heading down the hall towards the stairs. "Sorry but I really want to go. If you didn't you could have just said so."

~I'm sorry~

Yawning, the young man rubbed his eyes. He squinted at the clock on his cable box. 12:35 a.m. He stood up from his reclining couch to stretch. Must have dozed off while watching the movie, 'alone.' No matter how bad she pissed him off he knew he might as well get over it. Considering she always seems to draw him back in. As if she was his drug. Sighing, he cleaned up the mess he made earlier, making his way down stairs to dispose of it. He tossed the popcorn and put the pocky in the pantry. "Great, now what the hell should I do?" You could almost say his prayers were answered, the doorbell began to ring.

"Yo," he greeted, opening the front door. To his surprise, a flushed violet haired girl was standing there with a pizza box in her hand. Behind her he could see two figures inside a black Mercedes. He glance at the woman before with with a raised brow. Luckily she knew he was in need of an explanation.

"H-hello Naruto-kun, you're most likely wondering w-what we're doing here. Um, well, T-Tenten-san, Shikamaru-san, and Choji-san felt we s-should all get together. S-so we brought a lot of p-pizza for a movie night. I- If you're not busy!" Nodding, he took the box from her, a lady shouldn't have to carry anything. Unless it was Tenten, that's a different story. Speaking of the brunette, he didn't see her come out of the car with the lazy ass and glutton a couple of seconds ago. (Both who were getting the rest of the pizza from the car). Sitting the pizza on the counter, he turned to the Hyuga for an answer. But, she was already one step ahead.

"Th-thank you for assisting me with the box, and Tenten-san decided to take her motorcycle instead of us p-picking her up." "Heh, no problem, a girl shouldn't have to do labor, and man that chick is rad! When did she get a bike?" Hinata was already setting up the pizza once the other guys finished bringing them in. Apparently she remember his favorite.

"T-Tenten-san received it last year, Lee-san got it for her. I-I forgot you couldn't make the party." That's right, he missed it. Sakura had gotten in yet another fight with Sasuke that day. So he ended up skipping his friend's party to pick her up in the middle of nowhere, treat her wound where Sasuke had slapped her, and listened to her cry. For the entire night. He even had to pretend to be sick, Tenten would have been pissed knowing he had left to help Sakura. Sakura had been accepted as Dr. Tsunade's, also know as Japan's top doctor's, assistant back in medical school. Then, quit a year later for the life of drugs and sex, let's just say Tenten wasn't too pleased that the younger girl had given up a spot she had wanted for years, only to ruin her life.

"Yeah, wish I was able to be there."

The red haired woman engulfed her older son in a tight embrace. "M-mom, I can't b-breath," he managed to choke out. Sadly she paid no heed and continued. Minato had a feeling his wife would deprive their child of oxygen and kill him, it was possible. So to his son's relief, the man reminded her to check on their Christmas dinner.

Gasping for air, Naruto looked up at his father that smiled sheepishly. "H-hey dad, been a while. Is Menma here yet?" His father shook his head, leading the younger blond into the dinning room.

"Did somebody call me?" A tan boy with charcoal hair made his way into the room, his red and black motorcycle helmet was placed under his arm. Grinning from ear to ear, Naruto ran to his brother, pulling him into a 'manly' hug. It had been about two years since they had seen each other. He noted that his younger twin had finally reached his height, Naruto had always been a few inches taller.

"Hey, I'm digging the black, but was being blond too tough for ya?" He chuckled, earning a scowl from Menma. Pushing him away, the blackette sat hid helmet on the table. His dad had given him a warning look, but he paid no mind to it.

"Nah, I was just tired of being mistaken as an idiot. In other words you," he smirked. Laughing, Naruto punched him in the arm. Hopefully the idiot wouldn't notice him flinching.

"Boys, dinner's ready. For heaven's sake Menma, how many times do I have to tell you? Keep that helmet off my furniture, dattebane!" Groaning, he placed the head garment inside the coat closet, not without hearing his father's snickering. "It's good to be home," Naruto thought, making his way to the kitchen to see if his mother would need any assistance.

"ITADAKIMASU!"

Naruto, was on cloud nine. He'd probably die trying to shove everything down. His mother's cooking was never disappointing. If only she had made ramen. But no matter, as for now he was satisfied with the prawn tempura he was currently savoring. "Haha, Naruto dear, slow down. You're gonna end up cho-" a loud ringing cut the red-haired woman off. He was tempted to ignore it, his family, and their dinner was all that was on his mind. But, he answered anyways, just incase it was important.

"Na-Naruto *sniffle* please pick me up, Sasuke-kun is upset *sniffle*." Of all times why now! He was really in no mood to deal with his friends' drama. Unfortunately he was too caring. Assuring his worry filled family that everything was alright, he stood from the table to comfort the Haruno as he drove to the Uchiha mansion.

~I'm sorry~

The young woman sat in the backseat of his car. No one talked, her sobs were what filled the car. What he didn't understand was why she continued to chase after Sasuke. The Uchiha dated her due to the constant pestering, hoping she'd fall out of love. But no, no matter how bad he treated her, Sakura alway came running back. Like a lost puppy. At that moment, the Uzumaki decided to confirm something once and for all. "Sakura, I'm in love with you, would it be too much to ask for you to consider my feelings?" Her cries became louder. How dare he ask such a question at this time!? How could he be so selfish?

His knuckles began to turn white as he gripped the wheel. She had not answered him, but cried louder. He could only assume that was a rejection. For some reason he was furious, not depressed like usual, but furious.

~I'm sorry~

He had been gone for about eight hours. When he arrived at his parents house, the lights were out and it was silent. However, the dining room was lit. He walked to the place were he was previously stuffing himself. His mother had her head propped up by her forearms as she slept. His dad draped a blanket around her before shooting his son a disappointed look. He hung his head in shame, he knew his mother had been planning this since last year. "The girl, was she worth it?" Startled, Naruto gazed at his mother who held a crooked smile. There was a long pause before he answered.

"I honestly don't know."

The Uzumaki hummed as waited for his three minutes to be up. He always hated this part of making ramen. But no matter, totally worth it. His timer finally started blaring, signaling his wait was over. His mouth watered, slowly he peeled off the paper top of his ramen cup. Grabbing a mouthful with his chopsticks, he opened his mouth wide. But of course, his phone decided to ring, just great. Dreadfully, he answered.

"Moshi moshi." There was crying on the other end, shouting as well. They person on the other end didn't sound like Sakura, for once. He wasn't sure what to say, once he realized that it was his mother that was crying. Something terrible must have happened, because everyone knows Kushina Uzumaki doesn't cry.

"N-Naruto, M-Menma and th-the motorcycle, tr- the truck!" Her words were hard to make out, but he knew what happened. His brother's motorcycle was hit by a truck. The world seemed to stop his hand holding the phone shook, his other dropped the cup of ramen. An unsettling feeling plummeted into his gut. He fell to his knees. This was all to overwhelming. He couldn't take it. He blacked out.

~I'm sorry~

Naruto woke up feeling like, well, shit. His head was pounding, his mouth was dry, and his heart was in shatters. Picking himself off of his kitchen floor, he grabbed his phone and headed upstairs to his room. He needed someone to talk to, clicking into contacts he began to search. He couldn't talk to his parents, they were busy with Menma (Menma lives in Tokyo). Shino, nah, Tenten no, Neji no, Lee, hell no, Sasuke no, Ino no, and Sakura. He helped her plenty of times. Surely she'd return the favor.

"Sakura-chan, can we talk? My brother Menma, he was hit by a car." She was laughing, hopefully not at him. Sh gasped "Sasuke." Oh, she was hanging with him again. Her boyfriend. The giggles continued for a while, he was contemplating on hanging up before she finally replied.

"I'm so sorry that happened Naruto. But, Sasuke-kun and I made plans for dinner. Can you believe it, two months without arguing!" He ended the call immediately. She had barely said sorry, and just ignored his feelings, again. It was that moment that the blond had done what was on his mind for the longest time. He gave up. Why chase someone who doesn't want you? He had to face it, he wasn't her type of guy, Sasuke was. From their conversation he realized they weren't really friends. He was just her outlet. His phone decided to ring for the second time. All it was bringing today was pain, might as well get it over with now.

"Moshi moshi."
"H-hello Naruto-kun, this is Hinata speaking."