I haven't written anything in awhile so please bear with me!

Also feel free to give me constructive criticism=)

I originally wrote this without Naruto characters, trying to create some of my, but I revised it when I put it up on FanFiction because it fits with them in it:)

Enjoy!

West Coast

She stumbled through the darkness, across the grassy park and made her way to the swing set; tears rolling down her face. She clutched the swing's chain in her hands and leaned into it for support. Sinking down into the seat she shoved her pink, short hair out of her reddened face. Staring out the ground beneath her, trying to hold back the sobs she knew were coming she silently asked god what most people ask him: "Why me?"

East Coast

He glared at the smug girl in front of him and then stormed off into the night. As the chilly night air swam around anger, frustration and the feeling of loneliness took over him. He came to a halt and stared up at the stars, his eyebrows knitting together in confusion and fury. He leaned against the building and slid down slowly until he met the cold concrete. He covered his face with his hands and mumbled, "Why me?"

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Sakura Haruno strolled quietly down the street, listening to her sandals flip and flop as they slapped the pavement.

Just like he slapped me last night.

Her declining relationship with her fiancé of 3 years, Sai, had finally hit rock bottom. They were in the midst of one of their daily arguments when she mentioned his money issue. Sakura had screamed to him that while he was having fun with his constant expensive purchases, the money he had inherited from his great aunt was running dangerously low. She then yanked off her engagement ring and held it in front of his face.

"You promised me when you gave me this that this wouldn't happen! You said that you wanted to start a family and that the money was going to be reserved for our children!"

Suddenly she let loose what she had been holding back for over a year.

"I don't even know if I want to have your children anymore!"

That's when a spark lit in Sai's eyes and he slapped her so hard, she fell to floor taking down a vase of flowers with her as she scrambled. The eye contact he made with her showed the regret he felt. He had knelt down beside her but she hurriedly scooted away from him, her hand on her cheek.

"I don't know what took over me! Sakura, I'm so sorry!"

She stared at him in amazement.

"How could you?" her voice barely above a whisper.

Sai's eyes then had rapidly changed from guilt to rage.

"How could I?! How could you?! How dare you say something like that to me!"

Sakura quickly stood up, as he moved towards her, his hands shaking.

"Sai, calm down."

He glared at her and then unexpectedly lunged for her across the coffee table. She shrieked and made a run for the front door. She threw it open and ran down the driveway of their tiny home in northern California and off into the brisk night.

Now, clothed casually in her attire from yesterday, she roamed the streets like a lost puppy, wondering what to do. Sakura's hair blew across her face so she turned her head in the opposite direction, spotting a small pastry café. She scurried across the street and into the safety the shop provided.

She plopped down in chair near a window, she was exhausted. After a few moments a tall, slender woman came over to her table to take her order. She asked politely for some coffee and a cheese Danish. Sakura sat with her chin in her hand, watching the people walk by on the street outside.

The waitress came back and Sakura greedily drank her coffee. She really needed to wake up; both physically and emotionally. She had to register in her mind that she and Sai were through. She could never stay with someone who could bodily and mentally harm her. She squeezed the mug in her hands, refusing to cry. Sakura had known that it wouldn't have been much longer before they both mutually ended it. Her words and his actions had successfully cut whatever bond they had left between each other.

She looked out the window again and fixed her gaze on a billboard. It depicted a beautiful woman happily frolicking on a warm tropical beach with a large flower in her hair. The text above the smiling woman said, You know you need an escape…come to Costa Rica!

Sakura smiled wistfully at the display.

Man, what I would give to be free, careless and on a tropical beach!

As the thought sunk in she suddenly had an epiphany.

I do need an escape!

She took another glance at the billboard and slammed some money down on the table, chugged her coffee which effectively burned her mouth and throat, and grabbed her Danish as she walked out the door. Sakura walked the walk of a woman on a mission.

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Sasuke Uchiha trudged up the empty sidewalk towards his swanky townhouse in upstate New York, a gated community that held back wide-eyed pedestrians. He came to a stop in his driveway and noticed that his girlfriend, now ex-girlfriend, had taken the car he had bought her.

When he opened the front door he also registered that some of his expensive possessions were missing; an antique vase, a small Italian painting, some old vintage posters, and a rather large Turkish rug.

Stupid girl.

Sasuke shook his head.

I know it was her. I could turn her into the police easy.

He had caught his girlfriend of about a year, Karin, in the midst of cheating on him last night. In his own bed. He had thrown the man furiously out of his home and a heated 'discussion' between the two began.

"Why would you do this to me?"

"Oh please, Sasuke. Do you really think I was in this for the love?"

"I knew you were a gold-digger but I didn't think you were a slut."

Karin became angry at that. She crossed the room and came to stand in front of him; inches away.

"Your mom was an avid Beatles fan right? Then you should know this one: you can't buy love. And you sure as hell haven't bought mine."

Sasuke watched her storm out of the room and into the bathroom. He glared at the door when she slammed it and he threw a picture frame across the room.

He wanted to get her out of the house but he figured he needed to clear his head first so he went for a walk. He ended up staying out all night.

Sasuke sat slouched on his long, leather sofa and looked about him.

Well she's lucky. I won't call the Cops, those things meant little to me. I can always buy more if I need to.

He spotted a photo of his mother and sighed.

"Karin is right…I can't buy love. But I can buy anything else under the sun."

He ran his hand through his short, wind-blown, burgundy hair and leaned back.

"Money is supposed to make life easier but in reality it just makes it way more complicated than it needs to be."

Later that night, as Sasuke was eating dinner, he saw a commercial for a Mets baseball game on TV.

Maybe that would be good for me. I won't get a VIP box, I'll just get a regular seat and try to not use my money to the extent I've always used it. Maybe that's the secret to making money and life exist in harmony.

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Sakura had gone back to the house and packed all of her clothes and essentials while Sai was at work. Then she ordered a storage unit for all the furniture and décor that belonged to her.

She felt no remorse as she left the house. The years she had spent there were hardly the best of her life and instead of feeling down-trodden, she felt free. Sakura could feel the burden of trying to keep the relationship alive lift off her shoulders.

Now that she thought about it, Sai had held her back from doing a lot of things she wanted to.

Like what I'm doing tomorrow. I've always wanted to travel but He's so scared of flying it's impossible to go anywhere. At least he won't be able to follow me.

Sakura smirked as she realized all the possibilities that were opening up for her.

She drove up to the small hotel that was next to the airport and started getting her bags out of the car.

Sakura had brought two large suitcases and a carry-on bag. One suitcase was full of toiletres and shoes while the other one was packed to the max with clothes. Her carry-on had mostly underwear and money in it.

She lugged the baggage to her room and got online with her lap top to check out her flight schedule. Her plane would leave tomorrow morning around 7 and land in New York City around 11. Unfortunatley she had a huge delay there of three days but would then take her connecting flight to Costa Rica. She had no plans made in Costa Rica except one: she was going to wing it.

Sakura was a fan of the travel channel and Anthony Bordain's show, No Reservations, inspired her to just go with the flow so she decided to just figure it out as she went along.

She shut the computer off and stowed it away. Then she crawled in to bed after requesting a wake-up call from the front desk. Laying in the dark she analysed herself.

I just ended a 3-year relationship with my fiancé. I should be incredibly upset yet I'm only mildly upset, instead I'm giddy and excited. What's wrong with me?

Sakura smiled as she realized that she didn't care. She was finally happy and doing something she wanted to do. The world was her oyster.