Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Naruto
Summary: Sakura Haruno, a 26-year-old pastry chef, is a beautiful girl who was both fired and dumped on Christmas Eve. With her heart being shattered horribly once already, can she ever find another true love? Will she give it a chance?
Rating: M... for slight language and sexual references (no lemons as for now, sorry! but possibly later...). Also, just to be safe.
My Love
"What the hell does he think he's doing? How dare he do this to me," thought Sakura.
Sakura Haruno, was at the moment stalking someone. She even had a disguise on. Big black sunglasses covered her beautiful aqua eyes and her medium length, pink cherry blossom hair was loosely tied in a ponytail. There was a black scarf tied around her head so no one could see her porcelain face clearly. Also, she was holding a newspaper in her hand. To finish it all off, she was wearing a black trench-coat that went down to her ankles.
As Sakura was rounding another corner she saw just in time, her boyfriend with another woman going into the room of the hotel. Sakura slowly began walking towards the door. In the air, Christmas music could be heard. Yes, her boyfriend had the nerve to cheat on her on Christmas Eve. What a jackass.
Sakura quietly peeked through the door to see what was going on. After not seeing anything, she got down on her hands and knees, and looked through the bottom of the door. No luck. With a sigh, she got back up and peered through the peep-hole again.
"How dare you cheat on me? I'll show you how horrifying the consequences are when you insult me! I will kill you with my bare hands tonight," Sakura ever so quietly whispered to herself.
In the room the shower was running, and inside of it was a young woman. Sitting on the couch waiting was also a young man.
"Yes, I would like one of your very finest bottles of wine... No, that would be all... Thank you," said the man. Just as he was putting the phone down, the doorbell rang.
"Who is it?" asked the man.
"Room service," came the reply.
Shit that was fast, thought the young man. He walked to the door and opened it. He slightly gasped. "Wha... What are you doing here?"
Sakura smirked, "Were you with another woman last Christmas too?"
The man shook his head, "No, I was at the company party."
"What about Christmas the year before that?"
"I was at my father company anniversary party as well... I can't help that it's on Christmas Eve," said the man.
"Then why are you here now and not at your father's party? You must have forgotten that it is Christmas Eve, you bastard!" screamed Sakura, clearly angry.
"What's wrong with you?"
"What's wrong with me? Think of what u did, you bastard!"
"Sakura, you are not being yourself at the moment. You are being very irrational over a small misunderstanding. Calm down! Take a deep breath. Follow me... breathe in... breathe out," reassured the man. Using his hands, he made small circles as to indicate breathing.
"You are so pathetic, you bastard."
"How can you use such language? If you keep using vulgar word like that then-"
"Shut up."
"What happened to you? Who made you become so violent like this?" questioned the man.
Sakura, past being angry now, began flailing her arms around everywhere, making hand signs, hoping to creep the man out. Holding the newspaper, she went to hit the handsome boy, but stopped when she heard him whimper. She smiled to herself and slowly whispered in his ear, "I'm going to kill you." She began throttling him-
"Ummm... excuse me?" Sakura heard a voice behind her. She blinked a few times and shook her head. Sakura found herself still standing outside the door, staring at the hole. She turned around and saw a lady there with a cart giving her a questioning stare. Room service.
"If you're not going in, then could you please step aside?" asked the woman politely.
"Oh, heh, yea I'm sorry," blushed Sakura. She quickly walked out of the way but that soon turned into a sprint because the door to the room was opening. She gave a small squeak as she tripped on the floor. "Ouch! God damn it!!"
The man receiving the wine looked down the hall and saw a figure laying on the ground. Sakura, wanting to get out of there before she is caught, scrambled for her purse and newspaper. The man was slowly advancing on her and she can hear it.
"Oh no! Shit, shit, shit, shit..." She lied still in the carpet, hoping the man would leave her alone. But to no avail. The man reached her, looked around himself and knelt down next to her. Sakura felt a gentle shake on her shoulder.
"Sakura get up. Are you going to sleep here? Get up now. We need to talk," said the man coldly.
"I can't get up."
"Should I help you up then?"
Sakura slowly lifted her head up and began to cry. "I c-can't! I'm too embarrassed, you b-bastard!! I'm so embarrassed!"
Sakura and her boyfriend were now sitting in the hotel restaurant.
"When did you know?" he asked her.
"About a month ago..."
"How did you find out?"
"I saw a message on your phone."
"Did you trace the call too?"
She gave a small shake of her head-yes. He gave her a skeptical look and just rolled his eyes.
"But why didn't you say anything for a month?"
Sakura just shrugged her shoulders and looked away, "I didn't know how to bring it up..."
"You lied to me for a month." he simply stated. She looked back at him, disbelief in her eyes. "You checked my phone behind my back, traced my calls, and didn't give me the slightest hint. You even followed me all the way here today."
"I lied? Me? What about you? You were the one doing shit behind my back and not telling me for a month!! How could you even think of doing something like that? How did you think i would react, huh? What can a woman do when her man seems to have changed, huh?" The young man looked away. "I know you've changed. You cell is always off, you don't answer my calls, never reply to my messages, and you got angry that last time i visited you without calling. You used to like it when i surprised you like that."
"And today is Christmas Eve! What am I supposed to do when you leave me alone on a day like this, huh? I'm supposed to sit around and wait for you to call? I don't think so..." Sakura was furious.
"So do you feel betrayed?" he asked.
"Yes."
"Do you resent me?"
"Yes."
"I guess you can't trust me anymore."
"No fuck." she scoffed.
"Things can't be the same anymore."
"Of course."
"Then let's break-up. I didn't want to break up like this, but i guess there's not much I can do. I admit that I was indifferent and inconsiderate. I'm sorry, I don't want to make excuses," he slowly explained.
"Do you find me repulsive now? Is that it?" Sakura asked.
"No."
"Then do you love her?"
"No."
"Then why? Tell me, you bastard!! Damn it, why are you breaking up with me?" she shouted.
"I hope you realize that swearing at me just because we are breaking up is irrational," he said flatly.
"You used to like it! You told me to swear as much as I wanted, you bastard! You said that it turned you on!!" By now, Sakura was screaming. She only kept getting louder and louder. The man looked around.
"Lower your voice! This isn't some kind of park!" he growled.
"I don't give a damn!! Tell me why? Tell me right now! Don't use fancy words. Cut the shit and tell it to me plain and simple!"
"I can't right now. You are filled with hormones that are making you violent and irrational. Let's talk when we can behave like two civilized people. I'm sorry that I can't drive you home." The man then got up and began walking away. A single lonely tear fell down Sakura's face. She too got up out of her seat, but stayed in place.
"Did you even love me?" It came out almost at a whisper, but he heard it nonetheless. The people in the restaurant were now staring at the two fighting. "For three years you never once told me you loved me." The man looked around. "Did you ever love me?"
He slowly made his way back to Sakura and sighed, "I loved you. I loved a girl with cute cheeks, I loved a girl that visited every bakery in Paris with a dream to become the world's best patissier. I loved a girl that was ambitious, passionate, and full of life, and who always smelled like sweets. But that's as far as my love goes. I can't explain to you why my love ends there." He quickly turned around and walked away. A lady in the restaurant began to clap and Sakura just glared at the woman before leaving.
Sakura was now on the roof of the building, staring out at the city, still crying, thinking about what just happened.
"Don't forget me. I don't mind dying, but I can't bear the thought of myself being erased from your memory." Sakura took a deep breath and jumped from the ledge.
"I wish for your happiness..."
Just then an image of the man and another woman having sex together came into Sakura's mind.
"I love you, was what you thought I'd say, right? Well think again. I'm going to follow you wherever you go. I'm going to show up in your dreams every night and torment you. Do you know how much i cried over you? Well now it's your turn. It's your turn to cry. I'll show you how painful sleepless nights are. Why didn't I think of this before? You will regret abandoning me for the rest of your life. You're asking me if this is love? Well I'm sorry and goodbye. I loved you like crazy, once, you bastard! Well, everything is too late now..."
Sakura hit the concrete ground with a sickening crack. As she laid there...
"What's the use? You get caught up in the daily chores of life and you forget your parents after they pass away. Even married couples become total strangers after a divorce. What makes you so special that I should hold on to you? I loved you Sai... once.
Sakura snapped out of the trance she was in. She was still standing up in the middle of the restaurant. Her tears began to fall... hard. She sniffed a few times and wiped the tears away. She didn't deserve this.
Sakura quickly turned around and ran to the bathroom. She couldn't take it anymore. In the bathroom, she immediately occupied a stall and began shedding her clothing. After taking off her button-up, she ripped off her corset. It was supposed to help her look ever more curvy than she already was. She buttoned her shirt back up, but wasn't able to finish because she began to lose control and weep. She sat down on the toilet and weeped.
"There once was a time when I felt like the world revolved around me. I felt like I was walking on air and my stomach would always be filled with butterflies. I liked that feeling. It was euphoria for me to be able to love. One man gave me such happiness and took it away. I'm not crying because I lost him. I'm crying because I can no longer feel love. I'm crying because I've lost faith in love. I'm crying because I've come to realize that love doesn't have much meaning at all..."
Sakura let out a huge sob, wiping away her tears, smearing her mascara.
KNOCK KNOCK
"It's taken."
KNOCK KNOCK
"It's taken."
KNOCK KNOCK
"It's taken!!!"
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
"Are you deaf? I said it's taken! I just b-broke up with my boyfriend, so g-g-give me a b-break, will you? Leave me alone!!" Sakura's mascara was now running down her face in black tears.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
"DAMN IT!!" Sakura had enough. She got up and flung the door open. She gasped. There was a young man standing in front of her staring. He was actually quite handsome. He was dressed in a suit that fit him perfectly. She noticed that the man had gorgeous raven locks that hung slightly in his face and dark onyx eyes. She gazed at him, then realized something was wrong. What the hell was this man doing in the women's bathroom?
"What do you think you're doing?" Sasuke demanded.
Sakura stared, then looked past the stranger and looked at the sinks. "Oh fuck. How could I possibly be in here!! Shit shit shit shit..."
"Are you a pervert?" he questioned her.
She glared at him while Sasuke looked her up and down, "Or are you breast-feeding in the men's room?"
"What the hell is he talking about? Breast-feeding??" Sakura was confused only to remember something. She looked down and saw. Her shirt was still open, revealing her supple breasts tucked away in her bra. Sakura screamed and slammed the door shut. She once again sat on the toilet, cowering. She was having a breakdown: biting her nails, running her hands through her hair, crying even more now.
Sasuke was looking in the mirror. He noticed that the young woman was still locked up in the stall. He felt mildly sorry for her. He threw his paper towel out and slowly walked back to Sakura's stall. He stood next to it and gently knocked on the door. Sakura, still a little off edge, flinched. Sasuke just sighed.
"If a man comes with another woman on a day like this, then it's over," Sasuke said. Sakura looked up at the door.
"Next time, don't confront him and ask for an explanation. Just give him a good kick in the balls and end it. There are plenty of men out in the world. And they're all pretty much the same. Of course, the same goes for women as well..." Sasuke slightly smirked then walked away.
FLASHBACK
Sasuke was at this stupid hotel restaurant on a blind date with some woman he didn't even know nor care for. Sitting just behind him was a young woman with her boyfriend he was guessing. He could easily hear their conversation. The girl and man were talking, the girl getting angrier.
"I know you've changed. Your cell is always off, you don't answer my calls, never reply to my messages..." the girl said.
Behind her, Sasuke gave a small smirk, "Wow, how dull can she get? Isn't it obvious when a man doesn't answer your call?" He looked at his blind date, "Don't you agree?"
His date, wanting to talk about a different subject said, "You seem to enjoy the work that you are doing now.
"Who works because they enjoy it? You've got to make a living, right?" Sasuke replied.
His date nodded her head slowly, "I see. But when are you going to take over the hotel? I hear that your mother is starting to lose patience." Sasuke sighed and looked away. He always hated it when other people brought up shit about his job. As if it wasn't bad already...
"Let's break up." Sasuke heard. Sasuke looked up with wide eyes. "Looks like the guy is dumping her." His date just rolled her eyes.
"Do you find me repulsive?" the woman behind Sasuke asked.
Sasuke rolled his eyes, "Isn't it obvious?"
"Then do you love her?" the woman questioned.
Sasuke grunted, "That's really none of your business." His date was getting tired of him making these snide remarks to himself mostly.
"Then why? Tell me you bastard!! Damn it, why are you breaking up with me?" the girl shouted.
"I hope you realize that swearing at me just because we're breaking up is irrational," her boyfriend answered flatly.
"You used to like it! You told me to swear as much as I wanted, you bastard! You said that it turned you on!!" the girl screamed.
Sasuke covered his mouth to try to hide his hysterical laughing. Suddenly water was thrown at him. He immediately stopped laughing and looked up. His date was standing up with an empty glass in her hand, "You know what people say about you?" the date asked.
Sasuke wiped the water away from his eyes. His date continued, "They say that you're rude, cocky, and arrogant. If you don't want to go on blind dates, settle it with your mom. Don't waste other people's time like this." She bent down, snatched up her purse, and walked away. Sasuke just rolled his eyes and grabbed a napkin to wipe himself.
"Did you ever love me?" the young lady behind Sasuke asked. He turned around and smirked a little, "For three years..." Sasuke turned back around to finish cleaning himself up.
END FLASHBACK
Sasuke walked out of the bathroom, towards the exit of the hotel. Once out, he called a cab. After getting into a smooth black cab, the vehicle drove away.
ONE YEAR LATER...
Sasuke was at the gym, bright and early. After working out a little, he was ready for a swim. He changed into his swimsuit and walked out to the pool deck. He put his towel on a chair and began to stretch out his muscles. He noticed that some girls were ogling at him. He just glared. Before they could approach him, Sasuke quickly slipped on his goggles and dove in the water. He began to swim freestyle. He went at a medium pace, feeling his muscles stretch and contract. The cold water rushing past him, cooling his searing flesh. After about 30 laps, he was done.
After getting in the shower and washing, Sasuke was ready for work. He left his apartment and called another cab. Once arriving at his restaurant, Bon Appetite (A/N: I know that they are in Japan, but his restaurant has authentic French food), Sasuke paid the driver and entered his restaurant. He was immediately greeted with, "Good morning, Sir," from the workers as he passed them. He merely nodded. Sasuke walked to the back of the building, the kitchen to the bakery.
"Good morning," Sasuke greeted the manager and head chef.
His chef, Naruto replied, "It's not a good morning actually. Shino... left for Paris this morning."
The manager, Lady Tsunade said, "His mother passed away from a heart-attack."
"When is he coming back?" Sasuke asked.
"Well, there's the problem. He's not coming back. Gosh, what are we going to do about today's desserts?" mumbled Naruto.
"Hn," Sasuke said.
Sasuke just stood there. He was in deep thought. Being the boss of a five star restaurant was a little tough. He was now in need of a patissier and he needed one quickly. But where could he find one?
Sakura was on the bus going to her job interview. Today was the day. Hopefully she would have a job in a few hours. After losing her other job on Christmas Eve so she could follow her ex-boyfriend, Sakura was left jobless. This happened to her quite often, losing her job.
Sakura looked out of the window of the bus and watched the scene. Today was it. She was getting a job and was going to keep it.
Hey, she even made her own three layer chocolate cake just so the interviewer could taste her skill.
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