Wow, Christmas is just around the corner and I figured I'd take a stab at a Christmas themed story. After all Christmas-time is the most wonderful time of the year, as many people say.

Plus, the Christmas music has been giving me a bit of inspiration. If you did not know, the title is the same title for Mariah Carey's song, which also has a My Chemical Romance cover version which I adore.

Enjoy the story and remember to review!

-Wind Kuniochi


DISCLAIMER: I do not own Naruto

'Twas the month before Christmas, and all through the town, all creatures were cheerfully asleep…

Except for a few.


"GET THE HELL OUT OF MY HOUSE!"

Quiet a few lights turned on in the house and in the neighborhood as a female voice screamed at the top of her lungs with anger and hatred.

"Sakura let me explain…"

"Get. OUT. NOW!" she yelled again as her now ex-boyfriend tried to defend himself.

Yet how was he suppose to defend himself when he had more than just his pants down with someone she once thought of as her best friend.

"Sakura, let Sasuke explain..."

Her emerald green eyes glowed with rage.

"And you, how could you Ino?" Sakura asked, with tears begging to be released from her eyes. "Just get out, I don't even want to know."

"Saku..."

"DIDN'T YOU TWO HEAR WHAT I SAID? I SAID GET OUT NOW!"


She slammed the door behind them, collapsing on the floor soon after. Her body was in the fetal position as she sobbed.

Why was it her, oh why was it always her? Sadly enough, this was not the first sign that he had been cheating on her, but she wanted to ignore it at first. Was she not enough for him? Was it her hair color or her body? What was so wrong with her?

Or maybe, to him, she once thought, it was not the fact that something was physically wrong with her, maybe it was something that she did not give him. Was it to high for him to allow her to keep at least one part of her purity? Her hands were already stained with blood, as were her eyes, but thing left to her purity, and she planned on holding on to it until she found that special someone. She did not understand how she would know who he was, but to her, she just knew that something would be different about him...something would stand out about him from the others. Something would shout to her from within, 'he's the one'.

And yet, so far, she had not found that one guy to make the little voice scream inside her with glee that she had finally found him. On the contrary, all that voice had screamed that something was wrong, or that she was too good for her. Yet, she had not listened, and had ended up like this again.

Slowly, she stretched her body out, carefully sitting herself up to wipe the tears from her eyes.

She would get over it. She definitely would.

'I am a strong kunoichi,' Sakura told herself over and over again. 'I am going to be alright. Sasuke is not the only guy in the world.'

From the floor, she stood up, taking a strong first stride as she went to collect all the pictures of him and her, putting them in a box, along with the other stuff he had given her, and his stuff that he kept over at her house.

"I think I'll call in sick today," Sakura said aloud as she plopped herself down upon her bed.


"Hello Sakura," Hinata said as the door had opened up.

It had been a few days since the night of hell, as Sakura would call it, and she was doing fine. In fact, she was doing far better than when he was in her life.

"Hello Hinata," Sakura cheerfully said, as she walked outside, holding a huge box, and a note a top it.

They were heading over to his house to drop off the crap he left behind. Then, shopping, for Christmas was not too far off.

As the two walked off in the cold weather, Sakura could not help but ask her friend a question.

"Hinata, do you think it will snow this year?" Sakura asked.

A light chuckle came from Hinata body.

"I hope it snows, Sakura," Hinata said smiling. "It is already cold enough out."

Sakura smiled briefly. Though just as quickly as it was turned into a smile, it had quickly turned into a frown.

"We are here already," Sakura emotionlessly spoke.

She went up to the door, and quickly, yet with a meaningful force pressed the doorbell.

It rang, and there was no reply.

She pressed the button for a second time.

Again it rang. No reply, yet again.

For the third and final time, she pressed the doorbell with a little more presence.

As it rang for the last time, the door opened, and he, the piece of scum, stood there.

"Sasuke-kun, who's at the door?" a feminine voice from upstairs, probably Ino, yelled.

He did not say anything and reply, closing the door and taking a step outside.

"Why are you here?"

"I have to give you this back," she said as she shoved the box into him. "Don't worry, I gave you everything back."

His eyes narrowed for a second only to grow wide, as he carefully opened the letter on top of the box, reading through it very carefully.

He did not realize the damage he would cause when he did what he had, and his eyes slowly widened.

"Sakura, I'm sorr..."

She glared at him.

"I'm through with you Sasuke," Sakura spat, poison filling her tone. "I do not need you here for me. Maybe later on when you have changed I can forgive you and we could try to be friends again, but for now leave me alone."

She turned around towards Hinata with a victorious smile on her face.

"Come on Hinata, let's go."


A plethora of heavy bags were carefully set on the floor in Sakura's living room after shopping. Both her and Hinata had taken care of much of their Christmas shopping, and now just had to wrap their presents at a later date. It was definitely very therapeutic to go out with a small rush and get it all done with one sweep, which was exactly what she needed at the moment. Especially since she was spending time with Hinata. Sakura was eternally grateful that she was now getting to know Hinata more.

From a drawer, she grabbed out a few sheets of papers, a few pens, and a couple of envelopes, and placed them down on the table.

"Why are you taking those out Sakura?" Hinata asked Sakura.

She smiled in reply, and softly began to speak.

"It's been a tradition of mine ever since I was a little girl that after we finished our Christmas shopping to sit down and write a letter to Santa telling him what we want for Christmas," Sakura said. "It's one of the things that really get's me in the Christmas mood. As I've grown older, I usually do this with my friends after our Christmas shopping. If you don't want to it's fine, I just figured I'd start on mine now."

Hinata smiled, and grabbed a sheet of paper to start and a pen, carefully beginning to write. Sakura like her friend, grabbed the necessary items and began to write out on paper.


Dear Santa,

I know I may not have been the best I could this year, but I have been trying my hardest. Especially with all I've been going through lately. It has been a very trying time for me.

Now, I know in years past I have asked for presents that could fit under the tree, and have loved them all ever so dearly. But this year, what I am asking for I do not think could be put under any tree, or wrapped up with any papers or bows. I know you may be thinking that I am getting a little greedy and asking for something such as a nice car or a bigger house. I am happy with my house now, and I have no need for a car currently.

I do not even know if you can help me with what I am asking for this Christmas, but here it goes...

Santa, what I am trying to say is I would really like for Christmas, is a guy who sincerely loves me for who I am, not for what I will give him, what I will do for him, or for what he wants me to become for him, because I now know that changing for a guy is for all the wrong reasons.

I am so tired of ending up broken as I have before, I want a guy to come and make me fall in love with him. I am not asking for a fairy-tale romance, but I am asking for love from a guy who will love me as I am.

Merry Christmas Santa, and a happy New Year.

Sincerely yours,

Haruno Sakura


Sakura folded up her letter after she had read over it, making sure there were no mistakes. Carefully, she put it in the cream colored envelop, and sealed it up.

"Sakura, did you finish your letter up?" Hinata asked as she had begun to fold up her letter.

Sakura nodded with a smile on her face.

"Would you want to walk to the post office right now so we can get them sent?" Hinata asked.

A chuckle arose out of the pink haired woman.

"Of course, Hinata," Sakura softly spoke. "It is never a bad idea to get up and get some exercise. Then how about we go out and get something to eat...I'm sort of hungry."

Hinata giggled as the two grabbed a coat and set out.


"Hinata!"

The ladies turned around to see a flushed Naruto walking up to them.

"I was wondering where you had set out to all day," he said with one of his famous fox-like smiles on his face. "I was sort of worried that you weren't at home. But I guess you and Sakura were just having some 'girl fun'."

Sakura laughed.

She would hardly consider Christmas shopping this so called 'girl fun' Naruto was talking about.

"So...where are you headed Naruto?"

"Just going to grab a bite to eat with the gang," Naruto said smiling. "Your welcome to come along if you would like."

Sakura smiled, "Sounds good."


She felt completely alone at the table, and it was odd. Her friends were surrounding her...and yet, it did not feel that way. Perhaps, she thought, it was the fact that everyone else there at the table were coupled up. And she meant everyone.

Shikamaru had somehow miraculously persuaded Temari to come and stay in Konoha for a couple of months. That was half a year ago, and sometime in the near future, the pair was to be married. Of course, Naruto and Hinata were living together now, everyone suspecting Naruto was very soon going to ask her the question. Kiba, even though he was 5 years older than her, was dating Hanabi, very much to the liking of her father; to them and everyone else, the 5 years between them did not seem to matter much at all. Neji and Tenten were going out, as well as all of the others with different people from the village. Even Lee had a special someone...who just happened to be his former sensei, Guy; somehow, no one ever found that to not be a surprise.

The only ones who were single, that people knew of, were Kurenai, Kakashi, and of course, Sakura.

'Speak of the devil, there's Kakashi,' Sakura thought, a smirk crawling across her face.

"Eh, Kakashi!" Naruto beckoned to his former sensei. "Come over here and join us!"

He carefully made his way over to the table. He pulled back a chair and smiled, as he sat down next to Sakura.

"Hello Sakura."

Slowly, she lifted her head in his direction, a small smile visible on her face.

"Hello Kakashi."

For some extremely peculiar reason she did not feel so alone anymore.

Perhaps, it was just the fact that there was someone else there now at the table who was not snuggling up or holding hands with their other half, as some of them would put it. Maybe, it was nice to have a familiar face to see that she had not seen in a while.

Or maybe it was the fact, that there beside her, sat a man, who she knew very well, cared for her as a friend. That is all it would ever be between them, she thought, knowing very well, he was her former sensei. But then again they were equals, and nothing should stand between them.

It just seemed to her that he would never be the one to be interested in her...

But maybe she was completely wrong.

All she knew, is that at that very moment, her heart was recovering from the fairytale she once had in her mind that suddenly turned into a nightmare; and that, someday, she would find someone to help her carry on.