Black Rose

Author: Moe-shi

Summary: After leaving an abusive relationship, Sakura finds solace in Naruto's arms. AU. NaruSaku Warning: Violence

Rating: T

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, or really anything in this story! :P

Chapter 1

The rain is really cold, Sakura Haruno noted dimly, her dull emerald green eyes blurring slightly as she dragged her banged up feet through the wet streets of Konoha. It hurts.

Her arms seemed to sizzle as the rain hit them, falling into the fresh cuts all over her body. She felt strangely warm, even though her whole body was shaking more than it ever had in her entire life. It wasn't even a pleasant warmth. Instead she felt suffocated, like every breath she took would be her last.

Clutching her lean bloody arms to her chest, she stopped for a moment, taking small, shaky, ragged breaths. She was almost there, only a couple more blocks to go, then she would be with help. Although, bending over and coughing harshly, spitting up a small amount of blood, she wasn't sure she'd make it that far.

One step at a time, she encouraged herself, slowly straightening up, and lifting a petite foot that felt like it was full of bricks. Soon enough, she was moving, slowly but surely, until she was almost at her halfway point, the hospital where she spent most of her hours as a doctor.

Seeing the large white wash doors of the hospital tempted her, but she knew better than to go there and ask for help. He would find out, and she would surely receive a larger beating than the one tonight.

Sakura shivered inwardly as she remembered his cold words.

Flashback

The cement was cold beneath her as she curled up into a small ball, feeling more helpless than she ever had in her entire life. She squeezed her eyelids tighter together, trying to block out the sneering face of Sasuke Uchiha.

He spat in her face, and she cringed, the sudden movement bringing more pain to her body. "That's what you get, bitch."

He moved his leg in one swift motion, his foot connecting with her middle, and in a few quick seconds, she was coughing up blood. It tasted salty in her mouth, and she was sure that it would slowly choke her if she didn't get up. But she couldn't right now... not while he was watching.

Before she could stop herself, she let out a small wimper, trying to curl in tighter to protect herself from that monster. He only laughed, a cruel, lifeless sound.

As everything started to get dark, she could hear his footsteps retreading, and she let out a small sigh of relief.

She needed help, she deduced, using the last amount of her strength to push herself into a sitting position. Her cloudy eyes peered around the dark room, and she could still she his back.

As if he noticed she had sat, he turned his head back a bit, his cold ominous eyes piercing into her soul. "And hoe, if you go and get help, I will find you. And trust me, this time I was going easy on you."

Once again his laughter filled the empty room, and Sakura was left to sit and cry.

End Flashback

Why the heck did she do this to herself? She should have just stopped... she should have listened to their warnings. Why did she have to be so damn stubborn?

Flashback

"Sakura, he's bad, bad news! You have to get yourself out when you're not that far in, please!" her best friend, Ino, pleaded with her, tears swimming in the bright blue eyes of the blonde.

Sakura paused for a moment, a bit of doubt filling her mind, but she instantly pushed it out. "I'm different."

Ino rolled her eyes, "The same way I was different, and Hinata was different?"

"You're just jealous he actually likes me. Looks like history is repeating itself, eh, Pig?" she spat, knowing it was low. But she couldn't think straight, and Sakura tried to convince herself that was a good enough excuse.

"Fine! But don't come crying to me when he pulls out the whip!"

End Flashback

She didn't know it at the time, but that was probably the worst decision she'd ever made. That was the day she lost one of her best friends. It took her a while to realize it, but those were her glory days.

It's not like it was my fault... I mean... Sakura remembered, stopping for a moment to catch her breath, he was so nice...

Flashback

"Sakura Haruno, right?" his smooth voice sent shivers down her spine, and she couldn't help the blush that appeared on her cheeks.

"Yea." she smiled brightly up at him, "Sasuke Uchiha, right?"

He nodded curtly, but he seemed distracted by something, gracefully moving his arm up, and brushing a piece of hair away from her forehead. He then moved his hand down slowly, stroking her cheek softly.

"So beautiful..." he murmered, his voice husky, and far more sexy than any other voice she had heard in her entire life.

"Please." she laughed lightly, looking down at her hands, "I'm hardly pretty, or worth your time."

This seemed to amuse him, a smirk adorning his lips, one that made her heart stop. "Oh, Sakura, you are most definitely worth my time." she blushed darker, as he tilted her head so she was staring into his dark eyes, "Would you be, perhaps, interested in a date?"

"Yes!" she answered eagerly, before blushing and stammering about sounding like she was desperate, which she most definitely was not.

He stopped her ramblings, leaning down and kissing her forehead softly. "See you later than, Haruno." he turned and strolled away.

End Flashback

But then again... she probably should have seen it coming.

Flashback

"Sakura!" Sasuke yelled, glaring at her intensly. "Why the hell isn't there supper for me?"

Sakura's eyes widened, staring at him with slight fear, "It's 11 pm... I figured..."

"You figured wrong!" he raised his hand as if to slap her. He stopped just in time. "Do it right next time!"

End Flashback

Those were the first signs... when it all started. He had actually started hitting her a few months ago, done with threatening. And now, after months of withstanding it, it finally got to the breaking point. She had been scared and fed up, and she wanted out of the relationship... which is how she got to where she was now.

Flashback

"Sasuke, I'm not sure we should be together anymore." Sakura blinked timidly, as Sasuke's face flashed through different emotions, before his face finally twisted into pure rage. Sakura realized what was coming next.

"Fine, bitch." he grabbed her wrist, dragging her with him, until they were in the basement of his home. She had tried to run away, but his strong grip kept her in place. "But take this as a lesson. Don't dump an Uchiha!"

He punched her, and she started seeing fuzzy spots, as he kneed her in the stomach.

She fell to her knees, "Stop, Sasuke, please!"

"Tough luck, whore!"

End Flashback

Maybe she shouldn't have said anything, Sakura mused, becoming more faint as she lost more blood. At least it's over now.

Or at least she hoped it was over. If it wasn't... well, Sakura was sure that she would be close to death next time... if she didn't die now. All she needed was a little farther... she tried to remain positive, letting out another huge cough, as she turned onto her friend's street.

Sakura hadn't been in this part of Konoha for the longest time... just seeing the familiar street lamps brought nostalgia, and she couldn't help the tears that popped into her eyes as she wobbled down the old cement side walk.

Naruto, She remembered his shining blue eyes, his sun kissed skin, his goofy smile... she felt her heart ache. He was her very best friend, closer to her than Ino, and she had lost him, all for that selfish, stupid Uchiha.

Flashback

"He hit me again, Naruto." he was the last of her friends left, and she was coming to him more often now.

"God, Sakura, just stop talking to the mother fucker!" Naruto's eyes peered into hers, begging for her to see the truth. She just shook her head.

"No, I can't. Even though he hits me, I know he loves me. I love him too."

Rage filled his blue orbs, glaring at the wall intensely. He looked like he was ready to kill something, "Sakura, he doesn't love you! I-I love you damnit!"

She froze, trying to avoid his gaze, standing up suddenly and moving toward the door, "Naruto, I have to go. Sorry."

"What, so you're choosing him over me? Fine, don't come back!"

End Flashback

That was stupid of her, she noted, stupid, stupid, stupid. Maybe he would forgive her now... maybe all her friends would forgive her...

No, forgiveness was asking too much.

She reached the glass apartment doors, using her back to push them open, so that they didn't become covered in her blood, although, even that small pressure made her fall to her knees. Sobs wracked her body, and she couldn't help but wish she could redo everything... but she was never all that lucky.

Sakura wandered through the lobby, past the strangely empty front desk, to the old elevator that was Naruto's home. She used to love the oldness of the place. It was like an ancient palace, yet new at the same time. It made her smile whenever she was in it, but right now all she could do was frown.

Ding...

It reached the main floor, and to her relief, nobody was in it. She climbed in, using one of her bloody fingers to press the #7 on the keypad. Slowly, it rolled up to the seventh floor.

She felt more nostalgia as she peered out of the opening doors, into the empty level. It had the same charm as the rest of the place, like an old hotel in Hollywood. She always felt like a star when she entered it, with the dim lighting and the the scarlette carpet.

But the building didn't matter now, all that mattered was Naruto.

She moved her heavy feet, one at a time, each step weakening her just a bit more, until she was sure she would break. She just needed to get to the right door.

As she walked along, she read the numbers carved into the doors... #771... #773... #775... and finally, #777.

This was his door, she realized numbly, standing outside and swaying back and forth. It even had the faint smell of his favourite food, ramen. That made her smile a bit, although it only made her hurt more.

Now all she had to do was knock... but for some reason, she couldn't bring the courage to do so. She wasn't sure how long she stood there, outside his door, but it felt like hours.

Finally, her weak hand moved toward the hard cherry red of the door, and she slowly brought it down. She knocked quietly at first, raising her volume slightly when nobody came. Eventually, she finally heard some footsteps approaching.

End Chapter 1

Thanks for reading chapter 1 everybody! This is my first story, and I'm trying to put a lot of effort into making it really good... so I hope you enjoy it! If anyone has any suggestions or anything that they would really like to see happen, don't be afraid to message me, or tell me via review! I'll try and incorporate as much of your ideas as I can. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! Please review!

Yours truly,

Moe-shi