DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN NARUTO.

SUMMARY: A single tear, rode its way down her face. A glint in her lovely emerald eyes shone bright. She stood frozen in the moonlight. "It's been a long time, hasn't it Sakura?"

IMPULSE

The act of impelling, or driving onward with sudden force; impulsion; especially force so communicated as to produced motion suddenly, or immediately.

CHAPTER 1: C O L L I S I O N

The sun rose above her tear stained face. It shined brightly, even through the shades that fought to conceal it. She fought the brutal light that was burning her face, but she just couldn't win. Seeing this, she sat up and stretched. Each muscle flexing individually. Each pain from every corner. Soreness was a bitch indeed.

She turned to look at the clock that lie silently next to her. It read, 7:12. Of course another day, of fake smiles. Forced laughs. It was like all the others. Meaningless.

Breathing steady breaths, the pained girl got up. She walked over to the other side of her room, with one glance in the mirror, before walking with more disgust she had before, into her bathroom.

She turned the facet on with little force, to see the running stream of water flow. She took some in her hand and splashed her face. It was cold. She hated the cold, it reminded her of cold things. Like him.

She immediately cleared the thought out of her head once she realized what it was. It was most certainly not going to get to her now. She told herself, "I am strong, I'm determined, Hell, I'm the goddamned apprentice of the Godaime. A legendary Sannin. Of course I was strong enough to deal with this. Or so I at least convinced myself I was, and that was good enough for me.

She looked at herself. Her mid-length pink hair. Her bright restless eyes. Of course she was strong, she could make craters along Konoha if she wanted to. She was obviously eye-candy as well. With her porcelain skin, and her beautiful body, any man would die to have her.

She left her bathroom and returned to her room. Then walked over to her closet where her usual attire for the day would be and slipped into it. She stood in front of her gleaming full-length mirror and adjusted her forehead protector. She took one last look at herself and walked outside.

Konoha was usually a lively place. Kids running around, screaming and shouting with glee. Elders talking about their young days.

She walked outside and took in the fresh air that she had been longing for. "Eh, Sakura-Chan!"

The pink-haired kunochi turned to see who it was. Of course her eyes weren't surprised to see the face that awaited her. " Eh, I haven't seen you around in awhile forehead. How have you been," She looked at Sakura with worry. "Ah, Ino I've been fine. I've been keeping myself occupied."

The blonde-haired female sighed. "Sakura, you know that you can't just ignore this," Sakura stared; her brilliant green eyes faint and wasted.

"Who said I was ignoring anything? I'm perfectly fine Ino, and I don't need anyone to tell me otherwise." Sakura snapped.

Ino cringed a bit at her friends harsh words, but slowly recovered. It was like that all the time, you'd think she adjust to it by now. Fat chance. It was hard seeing the pain that the girl continued to deny. If it was written on her face she would without a doubt still deny it.

"Sakura-Chan, I care about you, and that bastard wasn't right to do any of those things to you. "You think I'm thinking about him again?" Sakura asked. "Well, after he left you haven't been the same. You've gone after him countless times, and he isn't coming back."

Her eyes started to water. She swore that she wouldn't break down. Not here, not now. Why did everyone's lives have to be so perfect? Why did she have to be the pained outsider? Why?

The word sent shivers down her spine. It pondered in her head; it roamed every part of her core. Why?

"Are you okay? Sakura?" Ino said with another glance of her clear blue worried eyes. Seeing her friends worry, Sakura played it like always. "Yeah, I'm sure. Sorry about snapping on you. Gomen." Sakura said with a cheery smile. A fake smile.

"Oh, well..okay then. Well, I have to go now. Ja!" Ino said unsure.

"Ja," Sakura mumbled. She decided to find Naruto and Spar. She needed something to get her mind off all of this anyway.

She traveled down to the spot that she would always find him. Ichiraku Ramen. When she arrived the owner greeted her, but there was no Naruto.

She got up and left, fleeting around for Naruto. Where could he be? It was either there or home sleeping.

While she looked, she came to run across Hinata, and decided to ask. "Hinata!!!" Sakura yelled. "Sakura-Chan? How have you been?" asked Hinata.

"Lie," a voice told Sakura in the back of her head. "I've been well, how about you Hinata?"

"Same." Hinata said. "Well, I called to ask you if you had any idea where Naruto might be now." Sakura asked.

"Oh, Naruto-kun was assigned to a mission yesterday. I think he had to deliver a scroll to the Kazekage." Hinata said. "Oh, thank-you Hinata-san." Sakura said disappointed. "No problem," she said shyly.

Sakura decided to take a walk. She went all around Konoha in a desperate attempt to do something with her already disastrous life.

She ended up walking endlessly all day. The sky darkened and she decided it was time to head home. She was a far walk from it, but she still took her time. The silence of the night consuming her.

Sakura was not one to be afraid of the dark, but this darkness was not like the others. It felt wrong. She felt shivers from the wind blowing. The dark trees blew loudly, and she was alone. Like always, the word didn't bother her.

The bright lights showed as a blur to her eyes. Twinkling undefined different colors at once. She loved the sight, even if something was off, and surely. It was.

She walked down her street and was suddenly stopped by a familiar figure in the dark. He face was concealed, and she felt like she knew him. He looked up, making her lose all feeling in her body. Two Bright red eyes looked up to meet hers. Then they suddenly disappeared once again back into the darkness.

It's almost felt like she knew the person, but it couldn't be. Of course she could have sworn that she had recognized a much to well known chakra and it boiled in her blood.

Later that night,

Sakura tossed and turned in her bed, fighting the horror that she was currently witnessing.

She stood broad in the moonlight, looking at the figure in the light.A single tear, rode its way down her face. A glint in her lovely emerald eyes shone bright. She stood frozen in the moonlight. "It's been a long time, hasn't it Sakura?"

She awoke, tears streaming down her face. She shook abruptly. Taking unsteady breaths she tried to calm herself. She suddenly saw what she had been dreading, she looked up and there they were. Two, blazing red eyes, looking intently on her.

"My, It really has been a long time. Eh, Sakura?"

Author's Note: Thankss for reading! I would like to have at least 15 reviews to continue with this. No flames please.

-Bellaa =P