A/N: I do not own nartuo

Chapter 1

The pink haired girl walked into her apartment as she angrily kicked the door shut with her foot, dropped her purse on the floor as she continued to walk to the kitchen.

She reached into the overhead cabinet and took out a whine glass, slammed it onto her table and reached for the bottle of moscato in her refrigerator.

The girl poured the liquid into her glass up to the rim and took a seat as she gulped down half of the liquid easily. She threw her head back.

"Hello sakura, I need to talk to you."

"Hai. Is everything alright?" The girl called sakura asked she closed the door to her boss's office.

"No actually it's not. Have a seat." The woman said motioning to the chair sitting in front of her desk.

"No thank you tsunade-sama, I-I'd rather stand, can we just get this over with your making me nervous." She said.

"Sure," Tsunade nodded her head, "Sakura, there's been a lot of complaints about your lack of work around here. You haven't called for a restock, deliveries aren't being made, wrong orders are being sent to people-"

Sakura jumped forward in her chair. "I-I can explain! Tsunade-chan I-"

"I'm sure you can but sakura this has been going on for a whole week now. If you keep this up I'm going to have to let you go. Please, take the rest of the day off, go clear your head."

The girl stood there left shellshocked. But she herself knew everything that had been said was true and it probably was the best thing for her to do. Go home and relax. So that's what she did, walked out of the shop and headed home.

"Dammit sakura. Think, think, think, think…" She whispered while listening to the silence of her apartment. Sakura sighed and raised up to take another sip of her cold beverage when she heard something that made her freeze.

It wasn't close by, but close enough that she could hear it. The sound was faint. She put her glass down on the table and got up. Instinctively, being the person that she was, she grabbed a knife out a draw in her kitchen and held it firmly as she crept through the hallway of her apartment.

Not sure she heard where the sound came from, she checked every room in her home.

She kicked open her bedroom door. Nothing. The room was empty. The bathroom. Empty. She even checked the hallway closet which was empty also.

She knew there was nothing in the kitchen because she had just come from there. Nor could there be anything in her living room.

"Relax sakura, you're going crazy." She giggled. "Those days are over." She said to herself shaking her head.

Sakura returned to her bedroom and walked inside, she looked around the room again out of habit and walked up to her bed as she put the knife down on the counter and took her shirt off.

Again she heard the noise. Close. Really close. Too close. Before she could turn around she felt the weight of something push her down onto the bed.

Her eyes widened as she tried to speak but a hand was clasped over her mouth and another around her neck. Slowly she felt the weight come off of her and she was being pulled to her feet again.

Her body was against someone else's. Stiff. Not moving, she could tell the person had a firm grip on her.

Her emerald eyes darted all over but she couldn't see behind her. She tried to move her head but the person jerked it back in place.

"Move and I'll snap you're neck." The cold, malicious voice whispered into her ear. The voice sent shivers up her spine. She knew it couldn't be him. It couldn't be…

A/N: I know this is really short but I just wanted to get a feel of the story. What do you guys think?