Bold Italics: Flashback

Normal Italics: Dreaming

This is the beginning to a new fanfic. Enjoy!

Am I dreaming? I can't tell anymore. What's reality anymore?


We sat under a cherry blossom tree. The petals from the cherry blossom floated down over us, like a gentle rain. My head was lying against her soft thighs. I looked up to her, enjoying the grace of her gorgeousness. The wind caressed the softness of her face. Her beautiful pink hair flowed with the wind. Gently her hand ran across my face. She caresses the structure of it, as if she was studying my face, like she was trying to keep it in her memory forever.

I loved days like these where we could be together without any worry or care. I took in every moment of this happiness.

My eyes closed for a moment, letting the sweet wind brush against my face. The scent of her perfume was mixing with the air. It was like I was in heaven. A heaven I never wanted to leave.

"Naruto…"

I quickly opened my eyes when I heard the sweetness of her voice. As I looked up to her, she had her head tilted down. Her eyes couldn't be seen anymore and she was frowning. It looked more of a scowl of displeasure.

"Please don't frown at me. I'm sorry."

I leaned up to her to kiss her lips. As soon as our lips were less than an inch apart everything went black. It was dark and cold. She vanished from my sight. Forcing myself up, I looked around for her. The cherry blossom tree was black and so were the petals.

"Please come back! I'm sorry. I didn't mean for any of this to happen. PLEASE! COME BACK!" I tried to call out her name, but no sound would come out. I continued to try to scream her name. I needed her with me. I wanted her with me. Someone help me, please!


Opening my eyes again, I was staring directly at the ceiling.

"Dream… Another, dream."

I looked over to my side. The other side of the bed was empty. My bed has never been this empty before. She was always with me and now she's not here anymore. Just waking up every morning, to see her pink hair contrasting against the lovely tone of her skin, but I don't have that anymore.

Every morning I would inch myself over to her. I would press my lips against the back of her neck and down her shoulder to wake her up. When she would wake up, she would turn around and give me the cutest look.

I got up out of bed to get ready for the day. I took my shower and brushed my teeth. After I finished up in the bathroom, I went back to the bedroom and sat on the bed. All I could think about was her. Everything in this house reminded me of her. I could never forget her. I still remember the day she left... It feels like it was just yesterday when everything happened and we had our fall out.


She laid her key to the house in the palm of my hand. She picked up her suitcase and walked towards the front door. I stood there watching her get farther and farther away from me. She wouldn't even look back at me. I slowly walked behind her hoping she would look at me one more time before she left, but she didn't. The door opened and she walked out.


Every so often I would zone out and remember scenarios from that day, hoping things would go back to normal. I made it a goal to get her back. I wanted her to come back home with me. We can work things out. I know we can. There's still hope.

I grabbed my cellphone from off the small table next to the bed. I decided to call her. Maybe she would pick up today. My thumb twiddled on the screen of my phone. I dialed her number hesitantly and pressed called.

Ring.. ring.. ring…

There was no answer. The voicemail started playing.

"Hi this is Sakura. I'm not in right now, but feel free to leave me a message." I ended the call right before the "beep" played.

Gently I bite down on my bottom lip and threw my phone against the bed.

"What am I going to do?" I asked myself this before I lowered my head.