Small Town Love

No own naruto.

It was dawn and a grown Sakura Haruno got up for work. She put on her little red dress and left to spent another day of her life as usual, alone. She worked as a waitress in a local diner. It was hard work with little pay, but it was the only job she could find in such a small town. She had moved from the city to this small town, right after she graduated from high school. It was the only way to get away from her old life, to get a fresh start.

Sakura arrived at the diner a few minutes early, which was ok because this meant she would have more time to get prepared.

"Don't let me have dishes today, please." Sakura begged in her mind.

"Sakura you're on dishes today." One of the workers said.

Sakura cursed under her breathe and looked at her hands. She hated the way the heavy duty dish soap made her hands dry. As well as the fact of scrubbing other people's food of plates, some plates could never be scrubbed clean, those were the one they usually used for chowders, that way you couldn't see a thing.

"I really need to get another job." Sakura thought.

She walked over to the counter to pick up her small notepad where she wrote the orders from the customers. One thing about working in a diner is that there's a lot of interesting people that come in, travelers wanting a quick meal then moving on trying to find their new beginning.

"Sakura! Snap out of it and get to work!" Women yelled, ripping her out of her thoughts and into her reality.

Sakura quickly hurried around the counter to the area of tables with waiting customers. She came up to the fist table and almost dropped her notebook in absolute awe. There sitting at the table was a man a little older than she was and with perfect features. He was wearing a plain white t-shirt and loose black pants. His hair was short, but the most mesmerizing thing of all was his eyes they were emerald green. It wasn't just the color it was like he could see your soul and you could see his if you looked hard enough.

"Are you going to take my order or take a picture." The man said with annoyance in his voice.

Sakura blinked.

"Oh my apologies, what would you like?" She said, hoping he didn't get to angry with her.

"I want today's special." The man said in a low tone.

Sakura smiled and turned to give the order to the cook.

She walked over to the sink already picturing it full of dirty dishes. She put a hand to the back of her neck to rub the tense muscles. Closing her eyes for a moment she remembered his face, then his body.

"Sakura! Pick your ass off the floor would you! Take this order out!" The cook yelled.

Sakura grabbed the plate and took it to the table.

"Here's your order ser" She said humbly.

Sakura put the plate in front of him and turned to walk back to the counter.

"Wait, I'm sorry about my attitude before. I know how hard you waitresses work and how I acted was unacceptable." He said calmly.

Sakura's eyes filled with relief.

"So he's not mad, thank god." She thought.

"It's no trouble." She said coolly.

"What's your name?" He said smirking.

"Sakura."

"How can I make it up to you Sakura"

Sakura's heart raced with excitement. This was her chance, the fate of their relationship all depended on what was to happen next.

Before she could answer he spoke.

"Why don't I meet up with you after you get off work. When do you get off?"

"eight" She said, trying not to let her voice shake.

"oh by the way what's your name."

"Gaara"