Another chapter! I felt so loved getting faves and reviews, thank you all so much! *Sniffles* Like seriously I squealed hella loud when the first fave came…Would have deafened those around me if people were home. Longer AN after story.

Do not own NARUTO, or Itachi would be shirtless, and mostly likely only in his boxers. Oh and I can't forget STILL ALIVE!

Thoughts~

It was unforgivably early when Itachi flinched awake to his alarm clock screaming not more then a foot away from his face. Slamming his hand down on its top and groping, his fingers finally found the damnable snooze button. He never slept longer then the first time the alarm went off, but putting it on snooze gave his tired mind enough time to figure out how to turn it off.

After a few moments of twisting the small contraption in front of his face, he found the switch to turn it off, sighing and setting it back down on his side table. Pinching the brow of his nose Itachi slowly sat up yawning. It was still a little dark out, but by the time he got out of the shower everyone would be either down stairs, or making their way down…Possibly.

Tossing his dark blue flannel sheets off and sliding his feet to the floor, he slowly stood. Lifting his arms high above his head Itachi stood on his toes, stretching his back out and groaning at the few pops coming from his back. Lowering his arms to chest height he twisted from side to side, earning several more pops from his upper and lower back. He did this every morning when waking up, it helped to relax him and get him ready for the day.

After thirty minutes of stretching, Itachi walked to his dresser, pulling out his clothes for the day. Carefully opening his door and sneaking to the bathroom he closed the door, everyone was still in bed at the moment. His mother would wake up as soon as the shower started up, he knew that, then slowly his father and if he was lucky his little brother.

Setting his clothes on the counter Itachi made his way over to the shower, kicking off his sweat pants and boxers. Reaching into the shower and turning it on he yawned, waiting for the shower to heat up as he rubbed his eyes. Sliding into the shower Itachi quickly washed his body and hair, he then quickly rinsed himself off and jumped out, he hated dilly dallying in the shower, he didn't like to waist water. Drying himself off Itachi could hear a few pots banging around down stairs, letting him know his mother was indeed awake. His life was so routine it seemed boring, but he'd rather have a boring life then an overly exciting one.

After pulling on his boxer and jeans, Itachi made his way back towards his room, tossing his dirty clothes into the hamper next to his bedroom door. Walking back over to his dresser he continues to dry his hair, tossing the towel towards the hamper. Running a comb threw his black hair Itachi pulls it back in its usual low ponytail, and tugs on his blue shirt. After the addition of deodorant Itachi makes his bed and goes downstairs.

"Good morning sweetie." Itachi turns his head towards the smiling woman standing in the kitchen.

"Good morning kaa-san."

Itachi sat on the leather couch and grabbed the remote, turning the TV on and flipped to the news. He could smell bacon as his mother was cooking, something on the TV about stocks.

"Are you going to be coming home late today?"

"Hai. Satoshi-sensei wants Haruno-san and I to tutor until Exams if possible." He heard a small hmm coming from his mother as she cracked a few eggs into the frying pan.

"Be careful on the way home alright?"

Smiling softly Itachi told her he'd be careful. He loved his mother dearly, he hated it when she worried, especially when it was over him walking home. Silence regained as the delicious smells of bacon, eggs and toast wafted threw the living room and the rest of the house. Uchiha Mikoto had been about to graduate culinary school when she started having children. His whole family have tried to convince her to go back, but she refuses and said she prefers to stay home.

Letting out another small yawn Itachi glanced up to the kitchen door, seeing his mother standing there.

"Foods ready."

Nodding softly and pushing off the couch Itachi made his way into the kitchen with his mother. Platting his food and taking a seat Itachi's little brother, Sasuke, slinked his way in and grunted at the two. Raising an eyebrow as Mikoto giggled Sasuke grabbed a large plate of food and sat by his brother, stuffing egg and bacon covered toast into his mouth.

"Did you sleep well little brother?"

Itachi couldn't help but smile at the glare his brother sent his way. His whole family hated mornings, Itachi was the same way, but life would not allow for him to sleep as long as he wanted. So he woke up early every day, gave himself a chance to wake up, and was in a better mood then when he first woke up. His brother sadly, did not think that was a good idea. He'd rather sleep till three in the after noon, the grump around the house because he was still tired.

"Stop glaring at your brother Sasuke and finish your food, you still need to get dressed."

"Hai kaa-san…" Smirking a little as Sasuke slouched in his seat, Itachi turned back to his own plate and continued to eat. Finishing his plate Itachi stood and rinsed off his plate and stacked it in the sink, turning as his father walked into the kitchen.

Watching as Mikoto kissed Fugaku good morning both boys murmured a small hello to their father. Fugaku wasn't a terribly frightening man by any means, but his sons respected him greatly. Reaching above his head and into the cabinet to the right of the sink, Itachi pulled out a mug, handing it to his father as he walked over to the coffee pot. Thanking Itachi, Fugaku took the cup and filled it, preferring his coffee plain he blew on the hot liquid for a moment before taking a drink.

Turning and seeing Sasuke sticking his tongue out in disgust, Itachi couldn't help but laugh, earning a confused look from his father. Nodding to Sasuke, Itachi walked past his father to the living room, listening as Fugaku told Sasuke there was nothing wrong with coffee without all the added sugar.

Sitting on the couch and pulling a pair of socks from his pants pocket, Itachi pulled them on. Dragging his bag from the side of the couch to between his feet he checked to see if his homework was there, satisfied he had everything, Itachi stood and made his way to the door. Sitting on the floor and watching as Sasuke ran out of the living room to the stairs, he pulled his shoes on.

"Make sure to go home with Naruto ok Sasuke?" Itachi looked over to his mother in the doorway as she called up to Sasuke, hearing a faint confirmation. Smiling over to him, Mikoto hugged Itachi tightly as she does every morning.

"Have a good day sweetie."

"I will, have a good day kaa-san."

It didn't matter if she laid in bed with her eyes closed, Sakura couldn't sleep past six o'clock anymore. So she stayed in bed until six thirty, finally convincing herself that she still had yet to shower and walk to school. Sighing deeply and pushing her dirty grey blanket off, Sakura sat up in bed and looked around her room. She couldn't see any bugs or rats, but she could tell they had been there.

Pushing herself to her feet and stretching, Sakura made her way to her bedroom door, lifting it out of her way so she could slide out. She stood in the hallway, listening, it was quiet. Relaxing a little she made her way down the hall to the bathroom. Mebuki rarely ever came up stairs besides to do whatever she did, which Sakura really didn't want to think about too hard.

Her mother was asleep, meaning Sakura had the whole morning to herself. Closing the door behind her, Sakura flipped on the light, watching as a few roaches scurried into cracks on that wall and under the sink. Flicking the few who had remained off the counter, she reaches under the sink, grabbing a little baggy, and pulls out her tooth brush and a small tube of tooth paste. Rubbing the bristles against the small amount of paste, she sets to scrubbing away the filth from her mouth.

Thankfully she had been able to shop lift these two items from the store a while ago, she still felt bad for stealing, but the longer time went on the less she found herself caring…That was happening more and more lately. Gagging out as the tooth brush goes too far back on her tongue, Sakura spits in the sink, turning the faucet on and cleaning the brush.

Reaching up and grabbing the zipper of her sweater, Sakura pulls it down as she walked to the shower. Sliding it off and pushing her pants and underwear off Sakura steps in, turning the water on and gasping as the freezing water hits her body.

Shivering softly as the water warms, she reaches for the scrubber, careful to swipe the scrubber across the bar of soap once so not to use too much, she scrubs her body till she's practically raw.

Sighing at the site of the almost empty shampoo bottle Sakura opts to leave her hair be. Running her fingers threw it and turning the water off she gets out. Not trusting the towels hanging by the shower, she shakes her clothes, making sure nothing had crawled inside in an attempt to make her clothing its home.

Unknotting the elastic in her underwear she slides them on, retying the knot to make sure they couldn't fall off. Pulling her pants up and fixing the safety pins holding them up, she walks over to the mirror to fix her hair. Sakura paused, looking herself over slowly. She could count all her ribs, see the definition in her hips, shoulders, and if she turned she could see her vertebrae. But on top of that, the discoloration of her flesh from the bruises.

Turning away completely Sakura pulled her sweater on and zipped it, she needed to get to school, she only had fifteen minutes to get there or she'd be late. Flipping the light off and opening the door, Sakura quickly made her way back down the hall to her bedroom. Sliding in and closing the door as much as possible, she slide her sneakers on and grabbed her bag. Sliding out of the open window and onto the roof, Sakura slid to the edge slowly, rolling onto her stomach and scooted till her waist was pressed to the gutter. Groping the edge and getting a good hold, she gave a hard push, pressing her lips together as she slowly extended her arms out till she was hanging, and released.

Grunting as she landed, Sakura hurriedly stood and dusted off. Taking one last glance to the house to make sure Mebuki hadn't woken yet, she ran down the street. She had about thirteen minutes left until class started, and it was at least a twenty minute walk. God be with her and not let her be late…

It was lunch time, one of Sakura's most hated but favorite times of the day. The different smells floating around were wonderful, but it reminded her that her stomach was so empty…Pressing the side of her fist against her stomach to stop the growling she watched as the different kids ate and gossiped. The students were allowed to eat in the classrooms, cafeteria or outside on the benches.

Snapping her head to the left Sakura watched as a group of kids, the nerds perhaps, make their way towards the trash bin a few yards away. Her stomach twisted as she watched the tall skinny one toss half his lunch away, she could feel herself drool. Slowly glancing after the group Sakura stood, turning her head from side to side to see if anyone was around. She was alone, but not for long. Almost running to the trash bin she peered inside, carefully pushing as few napkins and empty lunch containers aside, she found her prize.

Snatching the half eaten lunch and hunching slightly, she moves her sweater to hide the small box under it. Sprinting to her left and turning around a corner, she was met with an empty back yard of the school. It was nearing the end of lunch, so there wouldn't be nearly as many kids out to see her eating dirty food.

Hiding behind one of the trees and sitting, Sakura carefully pulls out the box, picking out a few pieces of trash that were inedible. She'd be able to eat! Sakura was so happy she could feel tears starting to fill her eyes, blurring her vision. Dusting her hands on her pant legs, she dug in, moaning just from the left over rice and avocado slices. Chewing quickly and mixing some of the food together, it wasn't long until the box was empty.

Maybe if she were lucky her mother would have thrown some food away too, so she'd be able to eat a little more tonight. Smiling as she stood, today felt like the best day in a long time.

Walking back towards the trash bin she had been sitting near Sakura kept a small smile on her face, her stomach felt full, or as full as it could. Turning the corner she ran straight into something and gasps, looking up and seeing the same boy from the day before, the one who crushed her chips. Oh for the love of all that is holy…

"If it isn't Haruno-san." A nastily sweet voice said from behind the boy, the girl it having came from sliding her way under her, obvious, boyfriends arm.

"Akane-san…"

"Was that your lunch?" The prissy blonde next to Sakura pointed at the empty box as if it were a morbid looking puppy. Pulling the box away from the stupid blonde she gave a dark glare.

"I think that was someone else's." One of the boys laughed out.

The taunting started, she just stood there as they pointed at the empty box in her hands and laughed, calling her a dumpster diver and the like. How many different times she's had to hear this threw out her life…She never had to really dig threw the trash before now, but she took food from kids before they had the chance to throw it away.

She started to get pissed, she had worked so well to try and control her anger, but this bastard took away her meal! Just before she threw the box the high pitched sound of the school bell rang, signaling for students to get to class. Seeing the groups attention averted for a moment, she dropped the box and ran.

So much for today looking up for her, how the hell did the damn preps find her? Its like every bully in the school had a radar built into them that leads them straight to her, why did she have to be here for crying out loud. Panting slightly as she ran threw the halls, Sakura made it back to her class, grabbing a hold of the wall as she evened her breathing. Once she was certain she was composed enough, she opened the door and walked inside.

Itachi couldn't help but keep glancing back towards Sakura, she wouldn't stop shaking. Every time she paused in writing he could hear the chalk clinking against the black board. She's never seemed so upset, he actually thought it wasn't possible to get her like this, pissed maybe but never upset to the fact every sound the group of preps made would cause her to shake.

Sighing and flipping the page in the Science book, he began to read allowed about plant biology. Lifting the book of the podium Itachi turning to Sakura, he shows her an example of the cell division, letting her copy it on the board.

Nodding him to let him know she has the information copied, Itachi turns back to the other students, Sakura releasing a sigh. She just wanted this day to end now, so she could crawl up into a little ball somewhere and hopefully not wake up. Listening to the sound of Itachi's phone going off she stops, setting the stick of chalk into the small holder at the bottom of the black boards frame.

Grabbing the eraser and swiping it across the board, the preps take longer to leave then the day before, causing Sakura's stomach to turn painfully.

"Hey Haruno-san?"

Closing her eyes as she pauses, Sakura lowers her arm and turns slowly to the same blonde prep. "Hai?"

Watching as the girl reached up towards her mouth, Sakura's mouth falls open as the girl pulls out a wad of white mint gum from between her heavily glossed lips. "Here, I thought you might want it."

She couldn't move, not even her rage could make her move. Sakura could feel the heat rising up her throat into her face, why was her vision getting so damn blurry?!

"Subarashi-san, what the hell!"

"What? I saw Haruno-san digging food out of the trash to eat it, why wouldn't she want some left over gum too?"

She wanted to throw up, she wanted to run to the trash can and throw up what little she had to eat. The boy in the back that had yelled at Subarashi frowned, looking to Sakura and gave her a look of disgust. Gasping slightly at the feel of the first tear trying to slip down her cheek, Sakura ran. Pushing Subarashi out of her way and squeezing past Itachi, she forced the closed door open, running as fast as she could down the hall and out of the school.

She found herself besides the running track at the side of the school, panting hard and running to the equipment shed next to the school. Skidding onto her knees, Sakura sat on her knees, leaning forward and putting her hands on the ground. Her whole body shook as tears ran down her cheeks. She couldn't believe the nerve of the girl! Sakura could ruin any of the preps from what she hears coming out of their mouths, or even things she's seen them throw away or hide in their lockers. Why, why her?!

Lowering herself and resting her forehead against the dirt, she cried. She should have just waited and skipped class to get the food! But by that point the janitor would have emptied the trash, he was always good about that. Why couldn't she have starved to death, or been beaten to death? She would rather die then let this be real.

Hidan couldn't believe it, none of them could. This little blonde bimbo just humiliated this girl, for no reason! Standing up and stalking over to the laughing girl, Hidan spun her to face him, her laughter cutting off with a small squeak at the sight of his face. He was pissed, no, pissed was a serious under statement.

"You think that's funny cunt?" He hissed into her face, causing her to shrink away.

"Fuck off Jashin!" Hidan glanced back, Kisame and the others stepping between him and the preps. His friends knew he'd never lay a hand on Subarashi, he'd rather cut his hand off then do that. But he'd sure as hell bring her down and make her feel the same pain he was sure Sakura was feeling.

Slowly turning back to the quivering blonde, he could see her start to sweat, she was utterly terrified at the moment. He grinned, watching as her knees shook and almost dropped her weight.

"Forget it." He stood to his full height and took a step back. "This bitch isn't worth it."

Turning back to his desk and grabbing his bag, he slung it over his shoulders. Leading his close group of friends to the door, leaving a silent room of kids behind. That's all they were, kids, they never had to fend for themselves.

Clenching his jaw tightly as he stomped down the hall, Hidan thought back to when he was younger. He knew what it was like to go hungry, he remembered there were nights his parents went hungry to let him eat. Most of the time he refused, lying and saying he ate a large lunch at school so they could eat.

Letting a breath out threw clenched teeth the group began their search, wanting to make sure the pinkette was alright. No matter where they looked, other rooms, locker rooms, though they never went in, they asked a few girls to look for them, and outside of the school. Its like the girl had disappeared completely.

"Maybe she went home un?"

"Lets hope…" Kisame rubbed his head, it sucked to see something like that happen. But what could they do now that he thought about it? Offer her their comfort? She'd probably snap at them for pitying her, and he wouldn't hold it against her to snap, they were after all pitying her.

She felt numb, perhaps it was for the best she felt a little numb when coming home. At least if her mother started yelling at her for something she wouldn't really care and might not remember it. She felt awful, she had thrown up her lunch and sat there dry heaving for god knows how long.

Unlocking and forcing her door open Sakura walked into her home. Closing the door behind her the young girl could hear her mother giggling, and not one of those sweet shy giggles, one of those totally fake but trying to be cute ones. Glancing to the couch she saw Mebuki half laying on Testu, Sakura's Science teacher. God why did he have to be here…Turning and slinking to the kitchen with her head down, Mebuki stopped her.

"Sakura! I know your not deaf girl, Tetsu-kun said hello to you…What do you say?!"

With a quiet sigh Sakura slowly turned, looking over the ruminants of the kitchen table to the two on the couch. "Hello Tetsu-san…"

Bowing slightly to him, the man smirked. She hated this man so damn much…If she hadn't thrown up she'd do so now.

"Go upstairs and do your damn homework."

Oh thank god! Hurrying past the couch and to the stairs Sakura ran up, squeezing into her room without barely moving the door. Taking off her bag Sakura cringes, hearing the giggling and soft moans from her mother.

Standing in her room she shook her head, fuck this. Going to the window and climbing out, she sits on the roof and does her homework. At least it didn't smelling like pot and she didn't have to listen to her mother having sex with Tetsu. She didn't have much thankfully, she had done most of it during gym class today.

Leaning against the outside wall of her house, Sakura copied the rest of her Math equations and solved them. Checking over her work carefully she slowly puts away her homework. Leaning back and looking over her neighborhood, she let out a long sigh.

How she wishes she could turn back time and go back to being five…Then again life wasn't perfect back then. Her mother was a drunk back then, her father worked two jobs to support his family and a wife's habit.

Her mother wanted to be a photographer, or so she's been told. She had Sakura young, and couldn't juggle a baby and classes as well as she thought she could, and she had failed out of school. She was told it was some time after her first birthday Mebuki started to drink excessively.

She remembers is spilling chocolate milk all over her pretty pink dress when she was five, and her mother telling her how she needed a bath. Mebuki had left to fetch something, but didn't come back, leaving Sakura in the filling tub. Remembering a toy she had forgotten in her room Sakura had climbed out to go get it, it was her favorite and she wanted it for bath time. She had gotten distracted and played in her room.

She suddenly heard screaming from her father. When had he gotten home? She always heard him come home and went to greet him. She had ran to her door when she heard Mebuki screaming. Making her way down the stairs she saw her mother hitting her father's chest, Kizashi grabbing her arms and yelling at her. Sakura never saw her parents get like this in her five years.

She called out to her father and hugged his leg, begging him to stop yelling. She couldn't really remember what happened next, but the police were called, and they had taken Kizashi. After that their big beautiful home began to gather filth, her mother brought strange men home, and her father rarely came to see her, and if he did he always left after thirty minutes.

Clenching her jaw tightly Sakura scooted her way to the edge of the roof, climbing her way down and dropping to the ground. Adjusting her bag on her back and pulling her hood over her head, Sakura slowly made her way down the street.

She'd always blamed herself a little for her parents divorcing. She knew she really didn't do anything, but she couldn't help the sharp pain in her chest, especially when she'd see a happy family together, smiling and laughing, wishing that was her.

All she did was think and walk, trying to find something to pull her mind away from how messed up things had become. She made it to the richer part of town by the time nine came around, places like these might have one of those crab apple trees, right?

Slowly stalking around the fences she looked for something she could steal and eat. She was about to give up when she saw a decent size apple tree, and thankfully not crab apples, they were those granny smith trees, her favorite apples.

Hopping the fence and running over, Sakura pulled open her bag, jumping up and grabbing a few apples. Her stomach growled loudly, but she couldn't risk being caught. Unlike school, she risked being arrested for trespassing, not just embarrassment. Zipping her bag to keep her food safe, Sakura leapt over the fence, and down the road. She was so hungry, running this much as exhausting, she couldn't run more then a few feet.

Stopping so she could catch her breath, she reached into her bag and pulled out and apple, taking a bite and moaning at the flavor. She quickly ate her food, even chewing on the core until there was nothing left.

Licking her fingers clean Sakura relaxed a little, at least if she was caught with these at school she wouldn't be teased too horribly…Who was she kidding, she was caught eating out of the trash.

Sighing she walked towards the busier part of town, heading towards the school. She could always break in and leave long enough for the teachers to get there, then enter again with the other students.

It had been quiet as Mikoto dropped off Itachi's friends at their homes, something that never happened. The only time those boys were quiet was when they were watching some movie or sleeping. They hadn't wanted to talk about it, saying some kids had done something to upset them. Its was so weird all of them were effected so badly over it.

Stopping at the supper market to grab a few things for supper tomorrow, Itachi helped his mother load the trunk of her sedan. Sitting back in the passenger seat he looks outside, frowning as he sees a flash of pink walking down the street. He turns to look out the back window so he could get a better look. It's her.

The same dirty black jeans and dark grey sweater. He was happy in some way, at least she seemed to be ok, she wasn't slouched over like she's upset.

"What are you looking at?"

"I saw someone from my class." He turned back in his seat, looking to his mother as she glanced to the clock and frowns.

"Why would a kid be out this late?"

"I don't know."

He could guess why she was out at a quarter past eleven, but he wouldn't know if he were right or not. Letting silence regain in the vehicle, Itachi watched as lights flashed by. Adjusting his eyes a little to look at the reflection of his mother in the window. He could tell she wanted to ask what was wrong from how much she kept looking to him. He didn't want to say anything and have his assumptions be wrong, he'd feel bad for bringing unneeded attention to Sakura.

Dozing off slightly he jumped as his mother shook him awake, letting him know they were home. Slowly climbing out he grabbed a few bags for his mother, turning to go inside only to be stopped by his father.

"Go on in, I'll take these."

"Hai, good night tou-san, kaa-san."

"Good night sweetie."

Pausing to watch Itachi walk inside Mikoto sighs, shaking her head when her husband gives her a questioning glance. Helping Mikoto take the groceries inside Itachi made his way up the stairs, stopping at Sasuke's door and opening it a little. There might be only a years difference between them, but Itachi cared deeply for his younger sibling.

Closing the door softly and making his way to the bathroom to brush his teeth Itachi remembered the look on Sakura's face. She was devastated when Subarashi had told them she ate from the trash, he himself wanted to snap at the child for doing something like that. But Hidan had done it for them, more then that, he had scared the living day lights out of her.

If Hidan had glared at her for a moment longer Itachi was sure she would have wet herself. She would have deserved it, she got off lucky as far as he was concerned. But if they had mentioned it to any of the teachers, it would have been just as bad as telling his father about it. Sighing softly and brushing his teeth he noticed how tired he looked in the mirror, no wonder his mother was worried. They all probably looked like zombies.

AN

Got some serious grossness going on…Me not the story. Woke up trying not to barf like sweet Sakura here. I read the first chapter like, 3 different times to make sure it didn't have mistakes, and there were still a few small ones, so beware and please tell me if there are any in this chapter. I'm not really proof reading cuz I still feel like crap. But anyway with the story! Got some Hidan in there for you who like him~ I know I like sometimes. I'll tell you more about Hidan and them as the story goes on, but you get a little insight to Sakura and Hidan's past, even if slightly. What I said about hunger pains and Sakura using her fist to quiet them, I've done that before. Not to the extent I have Sakura doing it, but I had major problems with my weight threw out High School, so I kind of know how she feels, wearing large clothes to hide it and fail. But yeah, not sure what else to say. Please read, review and fave! It makes me squeal when you do~ Haha, such a dork. But yeah I wont work on the next chapter as much this weekend, just in the mornings. I might update this weekly, on Wednesdays maybe? Tell me your thoughts on what day you want me to update. =)

Li