A/N:

How you Going. This is my first Fan Fic, so I hope you like it. I might get the models of the Cars wrong in it, and a lot of the terms wrong, so please forgive me if you're a car fanatic and I get something wrong, my resources aren't that great so I'm just going along with it. It's a high school fic, with driving in it, so if it appears a little to unrealistic, do remember IT'S JUST A STORY THAT'S FICTION.

Please enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not Own Naruto, and do not claim too. (I will not be adding the disclaimer to any other chapter. Please remember that if you find no other disclaimer on the next and following Chapters- Thankyou)

Summary

She was a sheltered child who lived in the suburbs. She had nice friends. Caring siblings.

Her parents were spit but they remained good friends. Her mother entered into another relationship with a man she considered another father, while her dad married another woman whom she saw as an older mentor.

She had good grades. She wasn't the popular type but flitted from group to group. She was the perfect, happy, good girl. So of course, the good girl went and fell for the bad boy.

Literally.

She couldn't stand him. He was arrogant, to cold, always quiet, never spoke, brilliant, a genius. And extremely rich. He was the ultimate Alpha male of the school. Gorgeous, popular, rich, smart. Everything she was and wasn't.

They were a mistake... But sometime's even mistakes can be a good thing.

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Prologue

Have you ever had friends who never really understood that what you let them see wasn't who you were. Do your parents, no matter how close you are to them, ever pretend that they don't see what's going on underneath the underneath. Have you ever been told to just stop because you don't understand.

Is frustration the only word I can actually give to all of this. Maybe hurt, anger, betrayal, sadness and loneliness as well if I think about it.

Frustration that those who are close to me, who call me their best friend, and hug me like they know every whispered secret, every wish that has ever passed my lips, when they have no idea who I am.

Hurt, that the two people who I thought knew me inside out could actually stand there and smile while I'm suffering besides them, plastering a smile on my face to keep them happy.

Anger and betrayal that people have the nerve to look me in the eye and tell me who and who not to offer my unconditioned love too.

And sadness that in the end I had to make a choice, a choice that would determine my ultimate loneliness or my absolute salvation.

So I ask now.

Is there someone in the world in your world. In. Your. World. Your own private little place that you would give absolutely everything up for.

Would you be willing too say goodbye to you family, because they couldn't trust this person you run too every night.

Would you be willing to turn your back on your friends, for someone who may not always be there for you. Whose future with you is undetermined.

Do think you could give up everything you planned as a child, for someone whom you couldn't stand only one year ago.

I ask because these are all the questions I ask myself as I stare at the male I've come to…know as deeply as I know myself. I ask myself these questions as he rests his forehead against mine, his lips hovering over mine.

Can I do it? Really give up everything just because I cant stand to be away from him for more than a day. Can I do it knowing his past, knowing everything might just end as fast as this…this infatuation started.

Can I really just say goodbye to everything my life has been for the last seventeen years, to be with this boy whose captured my everything, and learnt my every pro's and con's.

This isn't an easy decision, and I know I shouldn't be making one at all. I should be able to have everything. My friends, my family, my dreams-And him. Him, him, him, him. It's all Him. This is too cruel. I shouldn't have to be thinking about this at all.

Mum's words run through my head,

'A man who makes you think you need to give up everything for them, is a man you shouldn't waste your time with. Friends are there forever, while a man is just a moment'

But can I give up my moment. Can I really just forget all these wonderful feelings he invokes in me with a singe glance. My head says…Yes. But my head has only ever been good academically. But my heart has always been to soft, and it hurts so much more than my head does.

Can I. Can I, Can I.

My name is Sakura Huruno to the teachers. Saki to the crews. Forehead girl to my best of girl friends. Blossom to my closest of friends. Babe to my best of Guy friends. Hun to my parents. And to him, to him I am.

My Sakura. My Saki. My Forehead girl. My Blossom. My Baby. My Honey. Mine

Why?

Because he taught me things I never would of thought I'd experience-He became my Teacher of life.

Because he brought me into his group and let me befriend his friends-He became my crew.

Because he became the voice of reason and patience in my life- He was a good as one of my girls.

Because he became my closest friend, my treasured companion- He became my confident.

Because I was one of the few who would put him in his place- I became the girl who wouldn't back down.

To him I was all those names. I wasn't just one person. I wasn't just the student. I wasn't just the friend, the best friend, the good friend, the perfect daughter. I was all off them. And he wanted all of them, not just the mask. But who was he to me.

In the beginning.

He was Saskue Uchiha. Konoha Fire High heart throb. Ultimate bad boy. Lots of friends. Many girlfriends. Quiet, cold, distant. Rich boy. Ultimate sports star. Assumed party thrower. Cold, aloof, arrogant son of a bitch. Dark smirk. Silky hair. Rich eyes. Pretty face. Best friend of my Idiotic cousin. Distant figure. Untouchable. Academically smart. Advance Mathematician. Advance Scientist. Advance everything. Teachers pet. Beloved son. Heir to one of the most prominent technology companies in the world.

But now?

Now he's Saskue-kun. Beautiful but deadly. Wicked arse temper. Tantrum throwing jealous arse. Unreasonable, can talk the hind leg off a donkey. Has everything handed to him. Doesn't know how or cares, to back down from an argument. Insists quite heatedly that everything's everyone else's fault and he shouldn't be blamed for anything-yet he's the one that starts it in the beginning. Smart when it comes to a book, has no clue when it comes to a proper relationship. Too over protective of his things. Pretty-but highly vain. Might be the heir to a company but isn't interested in learning the ropes, hence the reason he doesn't get the attention he wants so badly from his busy as always father. Phew.

But. Because there's always a BUT.

I accept all of this. I accept every crack in the image he puts up for the rest of them. I put up with his female like mood swings. I laugh at him when his ears turn red in anger. I hug him when he raises his fist to settle an argument. I stroke his leg when he begins to lose his cool, calming him down instantly. I listen when he needs to talk. And talk when he doesn't want to listen.

I say the things he needs to hear, yet doesn't want to know. I tell him when he crosses the line. I tell him I hate him when he does something I don't like. I'll not hide away when he blows his top, I instead wait very patiently and when he's finished ranting, I look at him calmly and ask him if he feels better, to which he replies with a nod and a searing kiss.

I don't need to do all these things. I don't need to stand my ground when others would run. I don't need to be there to tell him to shut up when he goes over board. I. Don't. Need. To. Do. It.

But I do.

Why?

I don't know. But what I do know is. When I am there he's calmer. When I look at him he smiles. When I scold him he chuckles. When I scream my lungs off he laughs.

And you know what.

He does the same things for me.

So…

I…

Think…

That…

Maybe…

Yes- if they need me to choose, I might just walk away from them. I Could do it. Because in a way. I'm not really walking away from anyone. Because he's become everyone I'd leave behind. As I have become what he never had

We're each others best friend.

We're each others overprotective parents.

But most of all.

The thing I really love about this boy turning man.

Is that he makes sure I'm not his everything. As I make sure he's not my everything. We give each other space and time.

He shares... A Little.

We are not each others whole world. We are instead each others Axis.

He is not my earth. My sky, My sea. And my Life.

He is instead my pillar of strength. He is my bridge. He is the continuation of my foundation. Just as I am his.

And for that I could turn away from others. For being my crutch, I could say goodbye to those who don't see the truth.

My eyes capture his and I smile. I smile at my wall. Just as he smirks at his.

A/N:

Okay what did you people think of that. I know it's a bit to um, repetitive and vague at the moment. But it's just the prologue, so please, bear with me. I actually thought I did pretty good. I think what I was trying to go for was, showing all the things that might have swayed Sakura's decision or given her an insight as to some of the reasons of why she would give up her friends and family for a male.

I know there might be some people out there who will look at this and think how selfish and stupid it is to have to chose between a man and your friends. But the thing is. People do have to make those choices. And this story is going to be based on all the stupid decisions we make at the time that seem right when we make them.

This is just a little something my mum told me once, after I asked why people make such horrendous mistakes in their life, mistakes that could off been avoidable:

Remember the decision you make at the time, is always right for the moment. It's afterwards that they become mistakes and problems.

Review if you wish.