Author: Lacrimoire

Genre: Humor, Romance, Drama and stuffs ..

Title: The Escape

Disclaimer : I don't own Naruto. All I have is my delusions of bishies and some random ideas.

A/N : Greetings! It's my first attempt to create a fanfiction so please be kind. This author here will do her best.

Notes:

"Sakura" - conversation

Sakura - flashbacks

Sakura - screaming

'Sakura' - inner thoughts

Summary: The interaction between woman and men isn't very logical. Sakura hates men while these guys doesn't care about women. Sakura thinks men are only using their raging hormones to think while they get annoyed on how emotional a woman can get. Both side think the opposite gender sucks and so happens they're all living next to each other and became the best of friends. Funny and ironic but what if someone decides to escape the friendzone?

Chapter 1

The first time Sasori let a girl get close to him, she beat the daylights out of him. She thought he was a pervert. She has this monstrous strength which made him end up with a fractured arm and black eye on both eyes. Sasori is not really angry since the woman is just being cautious but this will hinder his work and he needs compensation.

The 19 year old woman named Sakura Haruno is the suspect.

"How did he end up like this Miss?" the policeman man asked with a hint of amusement in his tone. Sakura sighed while staring at the man next to her. He has red hair and a good looking guy. He looks like a doll with his angelic features.

How can she mistook him as the pervert?

"I thought he was the stalker lurking on the street. Rumor has it that he has red hair." Sakura sighed wearing a tired and guilty expression. "and he tried to pull me while I'm about to cross the street." 'That's it Sakura. It's not totally your fault.'

Right.

Sakura shouldn't feel so down. It was a mistake. Mistake is normal like how a meteor accidentally hit a person. Accidents happen and what happened tonight is not an exception.

The red haired man cleared his throat and spoke. "Officer, I just saved her from being hit by a speeding motorcycle with a plate number RFU1763. You can check the CCTV's on the area." The policeman stared at Sakura waiting for her statement. 'Wait. What? I love my freedom, thank you very much. I have to defend myself! Shanaroo!'

But nothing worth saving her sorry self came out of her mouth. Sakura just lowered her head admitting defeat.

Her parent would crawl out from their graves if their daughter got arrested by beating someone up by mistake whose intention is to save her. She's 19 for God's sake so the prison is just happy to have her there, with gates wide open. Sakura starts giving both of them the kicked puppy look. 'Ha! Take that. Men are supposed to be a sucker of this.' She cringed at the thought of wearing the prisoner's uniform. Orange uniform won't suit her too it clashes with the color of her hair. She felt like crying but her pride won't allow her.

"How do you plan to settle this young man?"

The room became silent for a while. Sakura fidgets on her seat while waiting for her verdict.

Finally, the guy named Sasori spoke. "I am a puppeteer and a doll maker. This injury will really affect my business." Sakura starts estimating the damage would cost. She's broke at the moment. She bought a few BL games a few weeks back and it's quite pricey.

"You mentioned you're a medical student right? You'll just have to nurse me back to health and do the things I'll ask you to do." Sakura never felt so happy in her life. She won't be sleeping behind bars tonight.

"The money doesn't matter since I'm at fault too for trying to save an individual who's currently suffering from paranoia." Sakura's brow twitched.

'He's mad after all. Paranoia? This guy is being sarcastic eh?' "I'm sure she's capable of doing ANYTHING I'll ask her. Feel free to arrest her if she doesn't cooperate." Sakura saw him smirk which made her inner alarm bells to ring.

'This little imp!'

Leave it to him to look like a saint then be a demon the next few seconds.

He continued, "Since her apartment unit is next to mine I'm sure it won't be a hassle." Sakura blinked her eyes comically.

The policeman gave hearty laugh and pat both Sasori and Sakura's head. "Good. Neighbors should help each other out. So that's it then, you are free to go Miss." Sakura is still staring at Sasori with her owlish eyes.

"I thought you were kidding. Forehead, how can you do that to the poor guy?" Sakura and Ino are hanging out at Ichiraku, a famous restaurant in the area.

"Trust me Ino, I hope I'm just joking." Sakura gulp the glass of sake without flinching a muscle."He's going to murder me Ino." Sakura could feel the burning sensation of sake in her throat. She's not a good drinker but tonight is an exception.

"Who's this guy by the way?" Ino asked with interest.

"His name is Sasori. Last name, I don't know." 'and I don't care.' Sakura shrugged. Who cares about that anyway?

"Sasori? Eh?! Is he Sasori the famous doll maker?" Sakura nods then Ino squealed so loud that Sakura had to check if her eardrum is still intact.

"What's with that Ino-pig? Do you want to mutilate my ears or something?"

"Sakura, you lucky bitch!" Ino poke her forehead then grinned. 'Bitch?' Great! It seems Ino is malfunctioning again.'

"Kami hasn't forsaken you after all. This is it Forehead. Prepare yourself for the second love. The heavens are conspiring for you to finally get laid!" Ino's laughter is getting annoying each second.

"Getting laid? Oh please." Sakura rolled her eyes. That's the last thing on her mind at this moment. After her break up with Sasuke, Sakura dedicated her life in her studies and her life in general. The break up was a year ago and she's proud to say that she has moved on. The reason they broke up is because Sasuke can't love her as a woman. 'Atleast he tried.' Some painful memories are flooding her system like a wildfire. His words were like salt on a slug. And she thought she finally escaped the friendzone. 'Fucking false alarm.'

Sakura took another mouthful of sake. Yes, her feelings for the Uchiha is gone but the break up left a scar on her heart. Sometimes she looks in the mirror and just hate herself. Maybe if she doesn't have that freaky pink hair or that A-cup breast and a is bit taller maybe things with Sasuke turned out to be different. She doesn't trust her ability to ensnare men with her charms.

'What's wrong with her flat chest anyway? Flat is in. Flatscreens and all. What's wrong with having a humble breast? Men being men.'

She act as if she's not bothered by that issues but it really bothers her.

She wasn't as strong as she thought she was.

Ino noticing the seriousness and the gloomy atmosphere gave her hug.

"You know I'm here for you right?" Sakura fought the urge to cry helplessly. Ino understands her the most. She didn't have a nice life. Sakura always got it tough. Losing her parents in a plane crash when she was 9 then her relatives took turn on taking care of her but some of her relatives are not that accommodating. Thanks to the scholarship and her part time job Sakura finally has the strength to be independent.

"Forehead." Ino spoke wearing a serious expression on her face. 'This Ino is out of character. Maybe she drank too much sake.' Sakura starts dialing Shikamaru's number but Ino interrupted her. "Listen to me Forehead!" Some eyes are at them a bit curious on why her blonde best friend is speaking too loud. Ino leaned down close to her, her forehead against Sakura's.

"No matter how much pain you feel, never stop loving. Because one of it will surely turn into an eternal love. That's how I found Shika." she is slurring but the sincerity is there.

"Ino." Sakura was taken aback but managed to crack a smile. "You're really drunk." Both of them laughed so hard. The cook Teuchi and her daughter Ayame can't help but laugh with them too. The atmosphere is just infectious.

A few minutes later Shikamaru arrived to pick up the drunk Ino.

"Are you sure you'll be fine Sakura? We can drop you home." Shikamaru closed the door of his car with the drunk Ino still screaming forehead and stuffs.

"I'll be fine Shikamaru besides, Ino is worse than I am. I'm still capable of going home on my own." She's really drunk too but she decided not to bother the Nara since her apartment is just a walking distance plus their destination is on the opposite street.

"I hope Ino didn't trouble you. This woman can be really troublesome sometimes."

"Oh no, no. I had a great time with Ino. Take care of her Shikamaru." Sakura pat Shikamaru's back as she starts walking away.

Her apartment is just a few meters away from Ichiraku's. She wiped the sweat from her humongous forehead. It sure is hot tonight. She's about to cross the street when a speeding white car caught her peripheral vision. The fact that she's drunk made her movement slightly sluggish. 'A car? I think it will hit me. What an unlucky day.' She braced her body for the impact.

A loud crash filled the air.

Sakura heard the screaming of some people as her vision blurred.

The last thing Sakura saw is the long blonde hair dancing with the wind.

-END OF CHAPTER 1-

Hello.

So what do you think? It's my first time writing a fanfic so I hope it's not that bad.

Please leave reviews. It will be greatly appreciated. I'll do my best on this one. It's just the start sorry if it's short I plan to start this fic slowly. Any suggestions is okay too.

Have a nice day!

-Lacrimoire