I know you guys probably want to beat me down... A new story when I haven't finished one yet? But this was on my mind and it had to post it before I can finish. Sorry! It's based of my own feelings and the song Houstatlantavegas Remix by JoJo. Listen to it during the chapter if you'd like. But I hope you enjoy! :)

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or the song Houstatlantavegas, JoJo remix or orginal.

Her dusty pink hair was layered in sweat and fell to her shoulders, still wavy from the bun it had been tied in for eight hours previously. She walked down the crowded New York streets, a dance bag thrown over her right shoulder with a worn pair of pointe shoes tied to the front strap. She walked along with the flow of people hurrying to their apartment until one inconsiderate person stepped on her left foot and continued to walk off, not surprising for this city, without so much of an "I'm sorry." The action caused her to grimace not because of the heel mark imprinted on her foot but because of the jolt of pain running through her foot reminding her of the different kinds- too many kinds of tendinitis running through her foot. She sighed. She would have to ice her foot again tonight, and take an extra amount of meds to calm the inflammation if she wanted to survive her modern and pointe classes tomorrow.

As she reached her apartment building, her phone buzzed repeatedly signaling a call, but she chose to ignore it as she entered wearily, with just enough energy to open the door. She glanced at the doorman, Sai, who had his feet kicked up on the front desk. He looked up from his shoes and a fake smile spread across his face.

"Hey there, ugly. Did you gain a few pounds? That shirt's fitting kind of snug," the man said nonchalantly, as he played with a loose string on his uniform. The girl refused to acknowledge Sai but turned her head away in shame, cheeks burning and eyes tearing. No matter what, Sai never failed to insult her appearance. The girl climbed a set of stairs and paused at the mirror on the first floor. Was she really gaining weight? Curves were suddenly noticed that she didn't see yesterday. She shut her eyes tightly and walked away from the mirror, completely ashamed of her appearance. She dragged her feet and glared at the dark blue carpet, blaming it for the shape of her body. her eyes fell upon her orange welcome mat. Pulling her key from her pocket, her phone vibrated once again. Leaning against the wall beside her door she pulled out her iPhone. Two missed calls and one text, all from Naruto.

We never see you. Let's hangout tomorrow?

She sighed, running her hand through her hair. Sure, she replied, knowing that Naruto would never be satisfied with no and would pester her until agreed. She then unlocked her door and threw her bag on the floor. Walking to her room she grabbed an ice pack from her cupboard. Years of returning tendinitis taught the girl to keep plenty of ice at her home. As she picked up an unopened water bottle off the floor, Sai's words returned to her mind. Ignoring her cat Jester's meows and the fact that her last visit to the doctor told her she was underweight, she raced for the bathroom, not bothering to close the door. She stared at the figure in the mirror. "Who is that?" she thought as she looked in the mirror. "So ugly. So unattractive. So disgustingly fat.." Her ex-boyfriend's words replayed through her head.

You throw up your food? What is wrong with you?

Now you're not eating? I can't handle this!

You have no sense of confidence or no self-worth. And you cut yourself too? Why can't you tell me what's wrong?

You used to be so beautiful but now you're just a ghost. So gaunt and pale!

All you do now is dance and you've lost so much weight. What about me? What am I supposed to do?

If you want to dance all the time, I'll spend my time elsewhere too. We're done.

Why blame her? He acted like it was his problem. He was just the boyfriend. He had no idea what she went through. She clamped her eyes shut to stop the tears and gripped a toothbrush off the sink. But maybe, maybe he was right. Maybe Sai was right. Maybe they both were so right. And maybe all she could do was agree. Sounds of gagging echoed off the walls, as she jammed the toothbrush down her throat, bringing up the all the food she ate that day. Minutes passed and she felt as if she had emptied every bit of her stomach and then some. She sank to the floor, clawing at her arms as she tried to drown herself in her screams and the feelings of self-animosity she was experiencing. Before she finally felt the strength and sanity to stand, she glimpsed the small streams of blood running down her arms and gave a small smile. Lifting herself to her knees, the girl pulled out a bottle of pills. "How many do I take?" she thought as she poured them out into her hand. "Oh, well." She poured the pills in her hands and opened the water bottle. "Cheers."

So cheesy ending I know. But it was what I'm feeling right now. Except the drug abuse. I'm clean:)

As for Itachi... I believe he'll come in in the next chapter two. If I continue. Which leads me to the next question. -

So one-shot or no? Because I don't know if I should continue this. Give me feedback and let me know what I should do? Critique me too! It's all appreciated.