I told myself not to continue this. And that it totally sucked. But since I tend not to listen to myself…Here is the actual first chapter of the fic. Oh and everyone is like…15? 16? Not really sure

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First Impressions

Sakura stared hatefully at the building in front of her. She even gave a couple leaving the building a little glare. Standing with her was her mother and that bitchy pink haired brat, Kura. Kura also gave her a glare back. No way was she about to let that go. But Sakura didn't even get a chance to yell at her because a brown haired man walked up to them.

"Hello there, may I help you?" His nametag read Iruka. If Sakura were the kind to judge people by looks, she would have to guess that this male was the fatherly/motherly kind. The kind who act fatherly to you one minute then motherly to you the next. Sakura's mother was the first to speak. "Yes, I'm Mrs. Haruno; this is my daughter Sakura…"

"Hey now, don't you fucking forget about me!" Kura crossed her arms and glared side ways at Sakura's mother.

"Oh yes, and this is Kura," Mrs. Haruno said meekly.

Iruka gave both girls a confused look. Then he remembered hearing about Sakura and her other half, Kura. This was the first time they had a girl in this condition placed into there ward. But that is kind of expected on the account that the building wasn't all that big, nor was it small. After the whole thing of getting Sakura in the 'place for recovery', Mrs. Haruno took off. Gee now do they think Sakura is some crack head or something? Oh, who cares what they think? All that matters is what she knows. And right now, she knows she's going to loath the hell out of this place. "It's not as bad as you think," Iruka corrected. The two, three if you count the other pinkette, were walking down the hall. Iruka, being the kind nurse he was, was showing Sakura where her room was and where her classes were.

It's funny how this place works. It's supposed to be a mental hospital but it was more like a school. Each patient had five classes, all of which are different. Some have group meetings, while others have a one-on-one thing. Then there's a study class where you do the work from the school you went to before you came here. In one class, they allow some patients to use 'dangerous' stuff like scissors, pencils, pins, and other things used in a regular art class. In another class, you go outside and do things like walk around or play volleyball. They used to have baseball but that had to be band because one patient was badly beaten with the bat and a few people kept throwing the ball at others. Another class, which in a way really isn't a class, is lunch. Everyone has the same lunch but if you're in isolation, you don't eat in the cafeteria with the others.

Speaking of isolation…apparently, Sakura's roommate was in there and won't be let out for another day or week. Isolation is a place no one really wants to be. In Iruka's opinion and a few other nurses, isolation just makes the patient crazier. All you do everyday of the hour in isolation, is sit in a room with plain white walls. Talk about dull.

Iruka stops in front of a random door in the hall, only it's not random because it's the door to Sakura's room. The male nurse opened the door. Inside were two beds up against the yellowish-white walls. There was one with white sheets and the other had purple sheets. It didn't take a rocket scientist to guess that the purple one was her roommates. The pinkette was about to ask him something when a loud cry interrupted, "AAHH! IRUKA! HELP ME!" said nurse sighed and excused himself. Sakura and Kura looked at one another before following after the man. They were curious as to what had happened.

When they finally came to a stop, there were two boys on the floor in front of them. A raven-haired boy had his back turned to them and was sitting on top of a blonde boy. Both of them were breathing heavily. A huge blush could be seen on the blonde boy's face unlike the other boy. But wait? If both boys were breathing hard, one on top of the other, the other blushing madly, wouldn't that mean…? No it can't be! They're both boys!

Iruka cleared his throat. That was when the boys realized they were there along with a few people in the far distance in the hall. "Sasuke would you please get off of Naruto," Iruka asked politely. The raven-haired boy, Sasuke apparently, gave the nurse a blank expression before saying calmly, "Why? It's not like he doesn't like it." Sakura couldn't believe her ears! The boy made it sound as though…no, no, no! Guys do not and are not suppose to do such things to one another! It's absolutely vulgar.

While Sakura had her mind on the scene in front of her, she failed to see the nurse next to her switch from a calm mood to a furious mood. "SASUKE UCHIHA, YOU WILL GET OFF NARUTO UZUMAKI RIGHT NOW!" Iruka's loud voice almost made Sakura jump out of her skin.

Fits of laughter was heard in the background. These people made it seem as though it was okay for two guys to be doing such a thing. But Sakura knew it was wrong! W. R. O. N. G. WRONG! Two guys, or even two girls, are not suppose to engage in this kind of relationship. It was unnatural.

The raven haired boy got off and helped Naruto stand. Sasuke looked disappointed while Naruto was happy but a sense of disappointment was there. When Naruto was standing, Sasuke wrapped his arms around his waist. "Thanks a lot, Iruka!" Naruto beamed. "I thought he was gonna rape me right here in the hallway!"

"Cant rape the willing, Love," Sasuke stated matter-of-factly. Naruto blushed even more and yelled at his raven haired lover. After about five minutes of yelling, Naruto noticed the pinkette standing next to Iruka. "Oh, hello; I'm Naruto! You must be new!" Naruto smiled and stuck his hand out. But Sakura didn't take it. In fact, if Naruto was more observant, he would have seen that the girl moved away from it. But Sasuke noticed this and so did Iruka. The oblivious blonde looked at his hand to see if it was dirty or something because that was the look Sakura was giving it. His hand looked clean to him. After a while, Naruto pulled his hand back and laughed sheepishly. "Uh…so what's your name?" the girl didn't say anything. Naruto was very confused so he looked to his lover for help. "She's probably a homophobic," Sasuke said. Naruto gave him a confused look. "Someone who has a stick so far up their ass that they cant stand to see two people who love each other unconditionally." Sasuke could still see the confusion on the other boy's face. "Basically, it's the kind of people who don't like gays or lesbians."

Naruto looked wide-eyed at Sasuke. "You mean like the assholes who beat up Haku!" the anger was recognizable in the boy's voice. Sasuke nodded his head. Sakura gasped when the blonde grabbed her by her shirt collar. "You bitch! How dare you beat someone just because they love someone of the same sex! Who gives a fucking shit! Shouldn't their happiness be more important than who they're with!"

For that moment, Sakura lost her voice. She was too consumed in those once happy sky eyes now fiery red to answer him. To tell him she has never took part in a 'gay bashing' or done anything to hurt someone with a different sexual preference. Though she has never done anything to help them either. In all her life, of all the times she has seen someone get picked on or hurt for being gay, Sakura has done nothing but watch. Although, there was this one time when…NO! she shouldn't remember that! She doesn't want to remember because at the time her parents were severely angry with her. In fact, the anger in Naruto's eyes could almost match the one in her parents'. Funny how Sakura could recall that exactly one year after that, Kura showed up. But back to the matter at hand…speaking of hand. Why was she gripping on to the boy's arm? And when did she? "Listen you little twerp! Don't ever accuse me for something like that!" then she pushed the boy away from her. "And don't ever fucking touch me again, you faggot!" with that said, Sakura ran aimlessly away. Where she was running to didn't matter, just as long as they weren't anywhere near her.

By the time she stopped, Sakura was exhausted and standing in an abandoned hallway. Leaning against the wall, she slid all the way down to the floor. Everything seemed to black out for a second before it cleared up and Kura was standing in front of her. Sakura glared at the girl. "Get the hell away from me!" she was in no mood to deal with the annoying brat. But Kura didn't obey; instead she moved closer and sat on the girl's lap with a hand on each side of Sakura, pinning her to the wall. The pinkette on bottom tried to remove the one on top but Kura pinned her arms to the wall as well. Then she moved so close their noses were touching. "And you say I'm the cold one," Kura stated.

Sakura gave her a confused expression. "What are you talking about! You are cold!"

"Apparently not, since you were the one who was so mean to that guy who acted so sweet to you all because he preferred cock over pussy." then a smirk found its way to Kura's lips. She leaned closer to the Sakura. Their lips only centimeters apart. "Does that little thing bring back some memories? Memories of you and our dear Temari?" Sakura stared wide-eyed at the girl on top of her. She hadn't heard that name in so long. The memory of her made Sakura's heart pound. Sakura was about seven she first met Temari, age twelve. Being so young, Sakura didn't understand her feelings toward the girl but apparently Temari did. Both girls were happy with one another, even though there was a gap in age difference. However, Sakura's parents didn't approve. They forbid the girl from seeing Temari ever again. You'd think that coming from a family of homophobics that they wouldn't tell a soul what happened with their daughter and another girl, but indeed they did. They told Temari's parents what the girl had done. That was the last day Sakura saw Temari.

Kura released the girl's arms. They fell limply beside Sakura. A triumph look came across Kura's face. It's not that she enjoys hurting the poor girl; it's just that when Sakura has that far distance look. Because when she does, it means that Kura has more control over her body. It's funny how Kura knows that she is Sakura's other half and Sakura has no clue. Guess pink haired girls are a stupid as blondes. The pinkette on top moved closer to the one on bottom. She was so close into having control when everything began to shake. Kura sat up and cursed at a random spot on the wall. Looks like luck wasn't really on her side after all. Oh well, there's always next time. Everything went black.

"Hey? What the hell up," Sakura heard through the darkness. The voice sounded monotone, not even a hint of emotions. The darkness faded away and she was met with lime green eyes. At first she thought the darkness wasn't completely gone but she soon realized that there was indeed black around the boy's eyes. His hair was very short and a deep red and his skin was pale like Sasuke's. once the boy saw that Sakura was awake, he stood up and walked over to a girl with short black hair and white eyes. "See I told you she was fine; now lets get some food." the redhead headed off to where Sakura assumed the cafeteria was. The white-eyed girl let out a small whimper that the boy obviously heard because he stopped walking and turned back to them. He sighed before asking, "Who are you and what are you doing here?"

"I'm Sakura. I'm new here. Who are you guys?"

"I'm Gaara; this here is Hinata. So what are you in for?" he made it sound like she was in jail or something. Sakura wasn't really sure what he was talking about and Gaara could see that. "Why are you here? I'm here because I have a spilt personality with a sick humor. Hinata's here because she stopped talking all of a sudden and her parents don't know what to do with her. So why'd they send you here?" Sakura couldn't think for a second. She had forgotten her reason for being her, along with a few other things. Then she spotted the annoying pinkette who looked like her. Sakura pointed an accusing finger at something next to her. "It's all her fault! If she would just leave me alone, then I wouldn't have to be here and everything would be perfect!" the other two looked in the direction Sakura was pointed. To them no one was there but Gaara figured that to Sakura, there was. He explained that to Hinata when she made a face saying she didn't understand. The mute girl nodded her head in understanding. Then she helped the pinkette up. The girl thanked her and was about to ask if she could sit with them at lunch but a voice was heard down the hall.

"Hey, new girl!" all three of them look to see a brown haired girl with two others following her. The girl with brown hair had on a long sleeved shirt. One girl behind her had white-blonde hair and was very skinny. The other girl also had brown hair but it was muck darker and there were dark rings under her eyes. Sakura could have sworn she saw the girl twitch a few times. "My name's Jordan. The blonde's Lindsey. And the other chick is Heather. Why don't you come sit with your own kind? You know the straight people," the brown haired girl said giving Hinata and Gaara a mean look when she said 'straight people'.

"For your information, I am straight," Gaara said. Now there was a hint of anger but not much.

"Oh that's right you're still in the closet," Heather laughed. The two other girls laughed with her. These girls were quite lucky that Hinata was here or Gaara would have killed them for thinking he was gay, not that he has anything against gay people. Heck his best and closest friends were gay, some even bisexual. However, he wasn't going to let this next thing pass him by, "Don't forget about the lesbian slut next to him," the dumb blonde said. The angry redhead was about to explode on them but Hinata pulled him back and the girl took off, dragging Sakura with them.

The cafeteria at Konoha Institute wasn't all that big. There were eight long tables, four on each side of the cafeteria and six round tables, three on each side. A few of the tables had some of the patients at them with nurse too. Sakura recognized the blonde boy and his raven haired lover. Naruto was sitting in Sasuke's lap when he too noticed Sakura. Now Naruto wasn't the kind but he sent her a cold look. The pinkette couldn't help but feel bad as she sat down with the three girls she was with. Neither girl had a plate in front of them. "Well, I'm allergic to their food here, so I have to have it specially ordered; Lindsey is obviously anorexic so she don't eat; and Heather also cant have their food because she'll sneak away with something that has sugar, which she is not suppose to have," Jordan explained. These girls were strange even for being in a mental institution, not that Sakura goes to one regularly. A person sitting by themselves caught her eye. "Who's that?" Sakura pointed to the long haired girl sitting all alone.

The three girls looked at the direction Sakura was pointing. They turn back and make that disgusted/annoyed sound. Sakura didn't understand this. The 'girl' looked nice to her but she also looked sad. Maybe if someone sat with her… "Haku's a boy and the biggest faggot here," Heather blurted out. That stopped Sakura in her tracks. Him being gay would explain why he looks like a girl, but why is he sitting by himself? "'Cause he's sad that his gay-lover is in isolation for fighting just like the rest of them."

"What do you mean?" Sakura asked.

This time instead of Heather explaining, Jordan did. "You see, about a month ago, there was this huge fight between these fags and straight people. Zabuza, Haku's lover, was the one who started it. But he says that this one guy, Sai, started it because he was the one who supposedly beat up Haku."

"So everyone in that fight is in isolation?"

All three girls nod their heads. "The gay people deserve it 'cause they started it," Lindsey said. The other two nodded in agreement. "And Haku needs to get the fuck over it! Zabuza is just some stupid over grown jackass!" the two girls nodded in agreement once again.

"But his…boyfriend is in isolation," Sakura had a hard time saying that the boy had a boyfriend.

The others look at her like she had lost her mind. "Who gives a flying fuck? He's a fucking homo!" Heather blurted out once again. Sakura was about to say something but decided against it. "Besides it's Haku's fault. If he hadn't accused Sai for beating him up then Zabuza wouldn't get all pissy and attack Sai. Then no one would have joined in to help the boys and then he'd still get fucked up the ass every night."

"Now that's wrong, he doesn't get fucked up the ass every night," Jordan said. "More like every second." all of them bust out laughing, except for Sakura. She didn't find any of this funny. In fact, part of her felt sorry for the boy.

"Then go sit with him," a voice said. Sakura looked next to her and saw a copy of herself. "If you're as nice as you claim, then go talk to him. Make him feel better." For once Kura didn't sound selfish. She actually cared about someone other than herself. Maybe Sakura should listen to her, just this once anyways. However, the looks that her new 'friends' were giving her was making her rethink that decision. But Haku looked so lonely…

You know what? I'm gonna end it right here. You'll find out what Sakura's decision is when I figure it out! Please review and tell which decision you want her to make. Sit with Haku? Or stay with those evil annoying girls?

BTW the three peoples I made up (Jordan, Lindsey, and Heather) are really people but that's not their real personality because my friend Heather is bisexual, Linsey acts bi but she's not, and Jordan isn't a homophobic all that much, she just doesn't like hearing about it.