Weeeeeeeeeeeeell after a long wait here it is! The first chapter of Black Heels, such a sexy name right? I took it forever to write it bc I didn't have a laptop or net to get it up. T_T I'm not sure how I survived ;;

Despite everything I hope you enjoy the first chapter. More will follow soon!

I wish there was more sakuhina out there but I guess its for me to write... anyway let me know if everything flows right and if anyone's OOC please? Reviews are like sammichs and those are delish! 3

k.i.l

I live in a huge house that has large windows, french doors, an open floor plan, and a nice fireplace. We're a happy family.. or were as it seems. We had an 'open door' policy where nothing you said could be held against you. So long as it wasn't a criminal or an otherwise harmful act. Or so I thought.

"Oh my god, this is so stupid!" I shouted from my bedroom. I was out of options, so temper tantrum it was. I couldn't stop pacing. I was so pissed off if I didn't move around in some way something was going to get broken. With the things that I have accumulated that's never a good thing.

"Get down here now! Don't make me say it again, Sakura!"

I rolled my eyes at my father's antics. I bit my lip in anger, the taste of blood springing across my tongue. I dragged the stuff I packed down stairs, my black and red checkered book bag laying flat against my back. Setting everything next to the white french doors, I examined my handy work and packing skills. A suitcase, three bags, my laptop bag complete with chargers, and a separate bag for my shoes. I smirked, all thirteen pairs.

My dad rubbed my back, which I stiffened at. "It's only for this year, sweetie."

They're sending me to a private academy in Taniga* for the year. Welcome to my nice turning-shitty-life.

I closed my eyes willing the anger back. "Sure, why not?" Maybe it's because they didn't like the rumors they were hearing. Or... Or possibly the fact that I didn't deny them. I wasn't hiding it. They said I needed to find God. Which is what this trip was about apparently. I guess I was wrong to be surprised when I walked in and explained that the rumors were indeed true and that I was not ashamed of it.

"You need a change of scene, baby. This isn't a way to represent our family." My mother finished beside him.

I stared at my mom in disbelief, "No... You just don't want to deal with the real issue. But, I guess that's fine. Considering you flipped the closed sign on the open door policy." She tried to comfort me. I just shrugged it off in favor of getting my bags and walking outside towards the car.

My family is the head of a huge medical company smack dab in the middle of the city we live in. The corporation has supported Konoha for generations in the medical area leading research in major fields of study. I was next in line on my father's 'throne.

"Stop trying to justify yourselves." My tone sparking anger as if flint were sparking fire in my soul and adrenaline in my veins. I walked back to pack up the car with the rest of my bags and slammed the trunk door. I listened as they droned on about image and the perception of the family to the people along with the ever so strong importance of them seeing us as a specific group of things.

This was going to be the longest plane ride ever. I groaned aloud grabbing my last bag. Someone please just shoot me. It was going to be a six hour plane ride out of the country followed by another two hour drive. Not to mention the immigration office and such. Who knew they would go that far to get me out of the way for a little bit. It's a good thing I charged my mp3 player, brought an extra battery(because I thought mine died a while ago), and brought my 3DS. Training Pokemon was such a tedious task.

This trip is supposed to make me think of the things that I'm doing and choosing to do. Personally, I think they want me out of the way for a little while. They're, the corporation that is, trying to broaden the company to other countries around Konoha and their image is at risk. It isn't like I'm being obnoxious or in and out of jail. I'm not 'hustling' or selling drugs and I'm most certainly not being a whore. I just dig chicks. I thought on the way back up to the house where my parents were waiting with the rest of their speech.

We rode in silence to the airport. The confusion of the National Konoha Airport kept me safe from speech then too. The staff on the plane requested everyone talk quietly on board. I guess my parents took that as they shouldn't talk about me on board so conversation was limited then too. My mom just kept her hand on my knee like I might run away. If only there was a place to go. In went the ear plugs and out went the world.

I let my thoughts wander off to my girlfriend as I yawned sleepily. She was upset when I called her and confirmed that it was my last night. Even more upset when we found out it was pretty concrete and had two weeks to spend as much time as we could together. It's been a year and a half almost and we've been kicking names and taking asses*. I was brought back to reality by my mother's plead for me to listen.

Once off the plane we started the trip by car. The car was nice a beautiful black SUV-ish car. Leather seats with lots of leg room. I started the preparation of tuning out the world with my hunbun Amethyst. That's my royal purple touch screen mp3 player. Who knew headphones would end up being a gift from the god's, I mused to myself letting my eyes close and the music of Taeyang's 'Sinner' beginning the stress relief that was desperately needed. How ironic. Kpop was my thing; it's my therapy for the ear.

Two hours later my dad was still ranting about me and how it was wrong. About an hour and a half into it they caught the fact that I was listening to music instead of them and made me tune in to the surman. You notice a lot of things outside the window when you have absolutely nothing else to look at. Out of boredom I counted the cracks in the leather seat, the countless number of sake bottles on the wall**, made funny faces at people who were waiting at a light next to us. Close to fifteen minutes later I was just watching trees pass by in a green blur with the only entertainment being the road kill lying on the road or the occasional person who either cut off or rode my parent's asses.***

I thought how funny it was that every 'problem' I have they take the easy way out. What makes me sad is that it's not even an actual issue. It's not a huge deal, not nearly close to a dilemma. It's a choice, an opinion, and a lifestyle for gods sake.

I looked at my phone, the background picture coming up. I smiled lovingly at my baby, Hinata, who was kissing my cheek while I looked shocked. I laughed softly, allowing a tear to roll down my cheek. That was our first month anniversary. She was really shy, but in the past few years that I've known her she's really opened up. Well... to me and our circle of friends. She's always fun to be around. I loved her pale lavender eyes. We tried to hang out somewhere every week outside of school and friends houses. Just us. But in truth it doesn't happen but maybe once a month that were actually by ourselves if we get lucky. One of our friends clipped the photo and sent it to me on our second month anniversary. My smile faded when I remembered that mom threw away the original photo that i had framed. I ran my finger over the phone, muttering an 'uh-huh' when asked a question that required an answer.

My mind drifted back to last night when I called just to hear her voice, but ended up just listening to her cry. The only purpose it served was to break my heart. I hate hearing her cry. I'm not supposed to be the one that invokes tears. I'm supposed to create memories and smiles filled with happiness. Finally I couldn't take it anymore so I went to her house. I mean hell, it was my last night. The lease we could do was spend it together. Not that it really mattered whether or not I got in trouble. I'm getting dumped off at an academy anyway.

When I got to her roof I called her. I loved climbing trees so it wasn't anything to shimmy up hers. Three steps on the roof and I was inside her room. I closed the window gently turning to find her standing in front of her closet door. Her eyes looked rather empty. Filled with all sorts of emotion. Somewhere in the background I could hear my heart cracking slightly at the sight before me.

She stood with a pair of care-bear pajamas on. She always was a fan of share-bear. Her feet were clad in light purple colored socks that matched her pajama bottoms and her torso covered in a tank top of equal color. I remember fondly thinking of how cute she always was.

We stood there eying each other for what seemed an eternity. There really wasn't much to say. What can you say? Discrimination was and is always a bitch. I mumbled a hello and I asked how she was doing, but when I didn't receive a response I walked around her bed towards her. As I got closer I noticed that she didn't speak out of fear for her voice cracking. She was still crying.

"Why is it so hard for us to be together?" She asked quietly. Almost too quietly. Because, had there been any noise around us I would have missed it.

I sighed, how do you answer that? "I dunno babe.." I directed her over to the bed. I just wanted to lay down with her next to me. I noticed her black hair was pulled into a subtle bun with the loose ends splaying across the sheets. I drug my fingers through her hair. My fingers familiarizing themselves with the strands of indigo hair again for possibly the last time this year. I sighed, "I love you."

She looked up at me and I swear I've never seen so much emotion and depth in those lavender eyes. She sat up anger making those eyes darker. "Don't sound like you're saying goodbye, Sakura." Tears rimmed the edges of her eyes. "Don't you dare..."

I shushed her quietly, just simply rocking us. "It's not a goodbye, silly. That would mean we were over. I just don't tell you that enough." I pulled her away from me, "I just wanted you to know that, that's all."

She stared at me for a second, our faces so close I could feel her breath mingling with mine. "So this is it?" she whispered, our foreheads touching. "You're being forced away from me?" I kissed a tear that streaked down her face.

"Just for a little while." I muttered, placing my lips over hers. Truth is I don't know how long I'll be gone. "I need you to be strong while I'm gone." I watched her eyes knowingly. I couldn't help myself I needed to feel those lips against mine just one more time before I was sent off. Simple kisses became more and more passionate. Neither of us wanted to pull apart, but that damn air started to become a necessity. We would be showing off a mark or two in the morning, I sighed adding a chaste kiss, "I'll call-

"Sakura! We're here!" My mom perked up in the front seat. Obviously, she was excited about the school. I absently fingered the hickey on my collar bone wincing a little. I think she might have tried to suck my soul out.

"Oh joy." I muttered, storing the memory of our last night together in the back of my mind. I pulled my hood closer around my face hiding the tears that threatened to spill. I made sure my phone was locked and in my pocket before I got out.

Warm country air filled my lungs. It was still chilly because it was nearing the end of winter, but it was perfect hoodie weather. Normally, weather like this would created a ball of energy within me. But today it just rolled off my back. The country air was free of city life and with that the stress of everything in general seemed to lessen a little bit. Only to be exchanged with the reality that there was no turning back.

"At least try to act more excited. It has all the classes you wanted to take at your other school." My dad looked at me.

I glared, "You want me to be excited?" I winced inwardly at how raspy my voice sounded from the added effort of keeping those damned tears at bay. He remained silent not knowing how to react to my outburst. How the fuck am I supposed to be excited? I stomped to the trunk, my dad hurried to help and reached for one of my bags."Don't." He looked at me with an unreadable expression on his face. The hand he was extending to grab my bag stopped in midair, "I can get it just fine, father."

"Darling I..."

I walked up the steps, not really giving a shit what they said. They were abandoning me. I knew they knew it. They don't want to be parents when things get 'rough'. They wanted to do this so I'll let them have it it. After all, no one forced them into bringing me here. I turned around to see my mom and dad looking sad, of all things. They called my name so I walked back to the car not meeting their eyes. "We'll write and call you every week, sweetie." My mom looked at me with tears in her eyes. It's funny how she didn't even get out of the car.

"Don't bother." I said hoarsely, "I won't respond." If I didn't get my point across before it was definitely made now. I had one last thing to say at that point. It was final. They sent me away. I'm pissed. Scratch that, it isn't even so much that I'm pissed. I'm hurt.. crushed even. All three of those ingredients create a perfect brew of despair.

Some parents tell you that you can tell them anything and the second you confide in them they want to throw a fit. "I trusted you guys." I turned away, heading into the building behind me once again ignoring my parent's voices that were calling after me.

After walking around for five minutes I found the main office. I'm Haruno Sakura. I'm sixteen and I'm transferring from Konoha." I stood awkwardly in front of the desk a lump growing bigger in my throat. I had never been away from my parents and I could tell my voice was getting more hoarse by the minute. Clearing my throat I tried to get my mood in check. I would wallow in pity later.

A quiet girl looked up from some paperwork probably no older than myself. I found she looked similar to that girl from Star Wars. If the girl from Star Wars was asain. "Oh you're the new admin?" She said excitedly. "We don't get many people in the middle of the year." She mentioned cheerily gathering paper work out of drawers and piles.

"What?" I asked slightly confused. "I'm supposed to be starting the year."

She looked just as confused as I, "They didn't tell you did they?"

"Tell me what?" I could feel my eyes narrowing in suspicion.

"Technically it's two years."

"It doesn't get better than this does it?" I muttered. "Can I have my schedule and shit please?" I ground out. I was no longer in the mood to be polite.

She offered a small smile, "Sure." She printed a copy of the schedule as well as a map of the school and dorms. "Ino!"

A blonde haired girl came around the corner, her eyes immediately falling on mine, "Wha-... Oh... hi." She smiled.

"Show Ms. Haruno to her dorm, and explain some of the rules."

"Sure." Her long blonde hair followed her body as she focused her attention on me. "Welcome to Kuroi Academy."

"Ya that's..." I sighed, "thanks." Closing my eyes, I willed myself to be nice. These people haven't done anything to me. Note to self: Apologize to Madam Star Wars.

"Ya know... you look like you fought tooth and nail getting here."

"You have no idea.." I coughed. That pesky lump making its appearance again while the emotions started flying around twice as hard.

"Look... Ms. Haruno." She was trying to say something inspiring. "Well, I was dragged here too." We rounded the corner and headed up a flight of stairs towards another hallway. "This school isn't half bad. Matter of fact most of the teachers don't care what you do outside of class." She said stopping outside of a pair of doors. "I understand how you feel. A lot of people here do. Just try not to think about it. Being here, in some situations, turns out to be a refuge sometimes."

I looked at the floor I couldn't bear to look at my guide. If I did, she would see the tears threatening to fall. This, in all honesty, just wasn't fair.

We stepped outside into a huge garden with buildings squaring us in on all sides. It was breathtaking really and had I been in a better mood I would have stood there dumbfounded. Green grass covered most of the ground save for the cobblestone walkway that led into the middle of the plaza from each building. In the middle was a huge fountain with a statue of someone, that I later found was the founder, on top of it. Water fell neatly around creating a nice place to sit on a hot day.

I looked at the map that I was handed and saw that the building across from the one we just exited was the dorms. I also noticed that there were more three more buildings behind the first dorm along with other buildings I had yet to see. This place was huge.

As we walked across the plaza, Ino continued her fill-in, "Cell phones are allowed. So if you have a boyfriend please relax. You might not be able to see him, but you can still talk to him every night. You just can't have them going off in class. That and if your parent's took your phone there's prepaid phones here as well." If you're smart you took any money that you had or saved with you. I couldn't help the thought that sprung up. My hand did a quick pocket check making sure I hadn't left my wallet at the house. "We can get jobs that you're allowed to work after school, on breaks, or in the summertime. There's a small town next to us that hires school kids all the time. The school also hires for tasks that keep the school in good repair." She smiled. "It's pretty homey here. As long as you stay out of trouble you're gonna be ok."

We entered the building and immediately I was impressed. Mellow colors coated the wall followed by modern black furniture. There was a sectional coach that formed a wide U in the main room with a flat screen against the wall. The biggest I had seen. Close to fifty-five inches probably. Under the coffee table was a huge regal rug that swirled in chocolate and mocha colors.

Heading up the stairs there were portraits of teachers, teams, and faculty all across the wall. The school did look promising but she would regard that later. Once up the stairs there were two hallways each lined with room after room. She lead me down the second hallway towards the back. She stopped outside, of what I was guessing, my room. "Oh, and of course you know it's not co-ed." She laughed, "Considering how everyone here's alone with no parents, we might be 'inclined to inappropriate behaviors'." She finished with bunny ears.

I smiled at that, "I'm Sakura."

She smiled, shaking my hand. "I'm Ino. Nice to meet you."

I opened the door to find the room empty and only one bed. She stepped inside, "Here it is. Your parents paid and asked if you could have your own room." She sighed. "Pretty homey huh? You can get your posters and stuff up."

I looked around the room, "Sounds pretty cool." I had poster's of bands, clothing lines, and whatever I wanted really. I set my bags down by the end of the bed.

"My dorms just down the next hallway, 3B, stop by if you need anything." She winked leaving me to my own space.

I looked the room over noticing the two big windows overlooking the next yard and building over which appeared to be another dorm. The walls were painted in a nice winter white, which is just a browner white. The bed was a twin with a brown comforter over it and the same winter white shade of pillows. The carpet matched in a cappuccino brown almost forcing the tension out as quickly as it came in. On the far wall across from the bed was the large dark mahogany wood desk. A comfy chair sat in front of it and a black lamp on the first shelf of the sturdy desk. The left of the desk directly on the floor was a small refrigerator and to the left of that a walk in closet. On the other side of the desk was the bathroom and much to my pleasure, inside, was a squarish walk-in shower. The bathroom was small made for one person. The room wasn't so big but large enough to house one person comfortably.

I set to work almost immediately, setting my laptop up first. Powering it on and clicking straight to Winamp**** putting some music on until I could hook my speakers up. I texted Hinata I had arrived, she still be asleep but it would be there when she woke up. I didn't leave her house until close to five this morning. Two hours later my room was completely unpacked and a few posters of my favorite bands and clothing line were up. I looked at our background one last time before lying on the bed. Maybe after a nap I would be able to straighten my emotions out.

*Taniga: The short name for Tanigakure no sato which is essentially Hidden Valley Village. It's located in Kawa no Kuni(River Country)

** the countless number of sake bottles on the wall. Refers to the game 99 bottles of bear on the wall. The younger crowd might not understand the ditty but you start at 99 and count down in a sing song fashion.

*** This is a saying, to anyone who doesn't know. It's just a more epic way of saying kicking asses and taking names. :) i think its great.

**** Winamp is a fabulous, in my impression, media player for android's and pc's alike. It lets you customize a lot of things for your music and has everything right there for you to see.

If anyone has any questions about the story or the items listed above dont hesitate to inbox me or put it in your review ^^ hope it was good!