A/N: I've decided to post this one right away seeing that my prologue was so short.
Now do enjoy.
Warning: This story contains language, sexual content, violence and abuse of substances.
Chapter 1- At first sight?
Moving to Los Angeles was starting be more stressful than I had anticipated, although in the beginning I had been quite excited.
Being a small town girl from Ohio living in an area with a population of less than 1000 people were everyone knew each other, and were practically 'family' I thought it would be have been a nice change.
Compared to los Angeles, my county would be considered a ghost town and even if people thought it would have been a culture shock for me, I was grinning from ear to ear, brimming with energy and optimistic about the move.
My friends seemed slightly jealous and put out as we talked about the possibilities that could present itself, celebrities, the shopping, hot guys, you name it.
Then the prospect of leaving some of my family and long time friends behind, finally dawned on me, and what could have seen a potential new and exciting chapter in my life, seemed to be a dreadful and depressing prospect.
My parents didn't make the situation any better; they argued and bickered about everything, from selling the house down to packing our possessions.
My dad had landed a new job, that's why we were moving. My mom wasn't happy about it, and even though it would bring in more income she wasn't one for change.
She had a genuine reason to be angry, because leaving meant she had to leave her old job, and her independence. But my dad convinced her that Los Angeles would present a better opportunity for the entire family.
I could see the break down in their marriage and it made me sad. As a child I was always proud to be one of the few kids to have their family intact and although I thought it was only a rough patch, I knew it was more than that. I thought hopefully this move would have been a fresh start for everyone, but it didn't seem to be working out that way.
In all honesty I'm closer to my dad than my mother. My dad is jovial in nature, more laid back, and down to earth about things, he was also very popular in the neighborhood. He was one of those guys that liked to hold Barbecue's on a weekend and invite everyone in the area.
I looked less like him and more like my mother, with long pink hair, which was the reason for my name Sakura; sea- green eyes, a slender frame and a large forehead that I detested, but I was more like my father in personality and had my mother's hot headedness and bad temper.
My mother was no easy pickings, she had attitude for days, and was over protective with me, although I never gave her a reason to be as such. I was a model student with straight A's, I wasn't a party person and I wasn't boy crazy.
Well not after my last boyfriend he was definitely a trip, he was of one those wayward guys that would try to get you to sneak out the house, and call you all hours of the night even when you told him not too.
I could remember the embarrassing time he had called me in the middle of the night telling me that he couldn't wait to get me in a room alone because quote "all hell would break loose".
Unknown to me, my mother had picked up the phone in her room and was on the line listening and said, before I dropped the receiver in shock, "…that the only thing getting broken was his neck, if he ever called this number again."
It ended when my mom and dad put their foot down and told me to break it off with him, I wasn't happy but I was quite relieved at the same time.
After that boys were the last thing on my mind, the boys in school were either too immature, or were only looking for quick fuck. I keep my head straight and did what I had to do; anything less and my mom would start spazzing. I didn't want any trouble.
We said our goodbyes to family, friends and everyone else in the neighborhood, crammed our suitcases into the smelly taxi as best as we could and went to the airport.
As we journeyed on that long ass flight, I tried to keep myself occupied from thinking about the things I was leaving and focusing on the positive things that I had to look forward too.
After leaving the Los Angeles International Airport, I was already in wonder at my surroundings, I practically walked with my head turning in every direction trying to take everything in all at once, it was nothing like my home town, and my family was never able to afford travelling that often, our version of a vacation was getting in a vehicle and driving for miles, how lame.
As we pulled into a neighborhood were the houses looked virtually the same, I was still looking around like a child in an amusement park.
We pulled up alongside a house, it was nice in my opinion, and larger than what I was definitely used to. It was off -white with two levels, large front windows and a beautiful front garden.
However as we entered the house the only thing I was interested in or excited about was my bedroom, the old one was cramped and dingy, this one was spacious, and well furnished.
There were hot pink bed sheets that match the curtains, and I jumped on that big bed, well big compared to my last one and rolled my ass around in it and thought things were certainly off to a good start.
One of the things I had dreaded the most was moving to a new school, thinking that my country behind wouldn't fit in with the other students. I decided to convince my mom and dad, to let me go shopping.
I thought I needed some new clothes and didn't want to arrive on my first day of school looking like a weirdo with my washed out clothes, that looked worn and slightly dingy. I tried to play my cards right and get on my mother's good side.
I offered to cook breakfast for them that morning and tried to convince them to let me go. My dad seemed okay with it but my mother started going on about how the clothes I had were fine and that I'll only be wasting good money.
Trying so hard not to lose my temper, I resorted to my backup plan which was to bring the worst pair of clothes I could find and ask her if she wanted me going to school wearing something like that.
She took one look at it, shook her head at me, huffed and said "fine, but only if I'm coming with you."
I wanted to complain, I mean fuck! I was 16, I didn't need her trailing behind me like I was some little kid, but I guessed it was that or nothing at all, so I obliged.
She was again being overprotective, saying how I was in a new city and I didn't know what sort of people were out there, that I wasn't in Ohio anymore. But I knew what her game was; she just wanted to make sure I didn't buy anything she deemed inappropriate.
So as we got ready, we called for a taxi and headed down to some of the great outdoor shopping areas and shopping districts that LA had to offer.
I was definitely in my element; I wanted to go into every clothes store that my eyes laid on, I was so excited I started walking away, leaving my mother behind as I dashed into a clothes store that had some of the hottest trends.
My mother made an impatient sound in her throat as she approached me while I was going through the clothes rack, trying my hardest to find clothes that were not too pricey and were both to mine and my mother's taste.
She gave me a look when I picked out a couple shorts to go with the other outfits I had clutched in my hand, but she didn't say anything. I brought some accessories to go with the cute outfits and my mother dropped a comment about how I was going to school and not a fashion show.
We went to the cashier to pay for the items and the guy at the counter was eyeing me. He was quite cute although he was a little short. He had these adorable dimples at the side of his face as he smiled at me, I returned the smile.
He took a piece of paper from the counter and turned his back for a moment. I saw him scribble something from the corner of my eye as I paid for the items; the girl working the till looked over her shoulder at the same guy, sucked her teeth and gave me my receipt.
As I was getting ready to leave, the guy came up next to me, discreetly slipped the piece of paper in my hand and whispered "call me".
I saw my mother roll my eyes and said "why are you so close to my daughter?" he stepped backed and said "no disrespect". He winked at me, and I could feel myself blushing, he mouthed "call me" again and made the gesture with his hand.
I was flattered, guys never approached me like that back in Ohio, and they didn't look like that either, he had that swagger that made everyone around him know that he thought he was the man.
Well in my opinion he was cute, but as I walked out the store with my mother and headed though the mall into the food court, I saw something that definitely made my head spin, my eyes bulge and that guy from before look like a troll.
There were two guys walking on the other side of the cafeteria, and they definitely stuck out from the rest of the crowd. One of them was quite tall, with blond hair, and striking but kind blue eyes and had a boyish grin on his face.
He had on a dark blue jeans pants and a black T- shirt, he had a tattoo on his forearm but the design was too far to make out.
However, he was nothing compared to the guy he was walking with, this guy was tall, with black spiky hair, onyx eyes and pale skin and although he had a haughty look on his face, he was gorgeous.
The guy had on some Levi black jeans, a white T- shirt, and some black high cut Jordan's. He had a tattoo on his neck and a tattoo trailing down his entire arm.
I stood there in the middle of the food court with my eyes bulging and mouth gaping like a fish, while my mother poked me in the back and asked "what the hell is your problem? Why are you staring like that?"
How could she not know? I mean everyone my age, girls and boys, was staring at the pair, well mainly at the guy with dark hair; hell even older women were staring. They definitely didn't make them like that back in Ohio.
The two seemed to take no notice or didn't care, the blond continued to talk animatedly to the guy with black hair, while the guy he was talking to walked without seeming to acknowledge what he was talking about, are it appeared that way.
Oh my God, his walk, who would ever have thought that I would have found someone's walk, should I dear say, sexy? He had a walk that made everyone around him move the hell out the way, like he was the boss and he owned the building and the airspace above it.
I felt my mother poke me in the back again and said "Sakura come on! We don't have all day let's go, get something to eat and leave."
I shook myself trying to clear my head; I slowly turned on the spot, took a deep breath and headed towards a pizza place, but I was still taking glances over my shoulder to see which direction they were going.
We took our order and decided it was time to leave, we headed to the outside of the mall and went to flag a taxi; I was still looking over my shoulder for the guy with the black hair, when I bumped into something that felt like a solid wall.
"Sakura watch where you're going!" I heard my mother say, but it was too late, Oww!" I said "I'm so sorr…" I began, but I froze in the middle of my apology, those eyes… those onyx eyes from earlier. I was literally two inches away from the guy; he was so close I could feel his hot breath flutter across my face.
We stood there staring at each other for what felt like a minute, he had a pissed of look on his face, and I just stood gaping like the idiot that I was, trying to keep down the blush that was slowly creeping up my neck and stop myself from hyperventilating.
I saw him cock his head slightly to the side and raise an eyebrow, and said "the word is excuse me". I tried to talk but the only noise that escaped was a slight gurgling sound, he gave me a shitty look and said "Are you deaf?"
"Sasuke! Why are you giving the girl such a hard time! Get the hell out of her way so we can go!" It was the guy with the blond hair that spoke up.
My mother grabbed me roughly by the arm and was looking at me like if I was crazy, she pulled me to the side and said "Are you insane! People get shoot for stuff like that, why didn't you just get out the way!"
I was too dumbstruck to say anything, I looked to the side and saw the blond haired guy staring at me and the guy called Sasuke walking off. The blond just stood there staring at me and I stared back. Sasuke turned around and yelled "Come on Naruto! Get your dumb ass over here, you was in such a hurry to leave."
The guy named Naruto flashed me his boyish grin, gave me a small, two - fingered salute and walked away. I saw Sasuke leaning on what had to be the flashiest car I had ever seen, it looked expensive as hell; it was custom black with a blue hue, it had custom designed decals on the front hood and the sides and the windows had an extremely dark tint.
I had no idea what type of car it was, when it came to cars I was no expert, but I got my answer as I heard a guy from across the street whistle and yelled" Wow is that a Lamborghini Superleggera? That babe goes from 0 to 60 mph in 3 seconds".
Well I didn't know much about cars, but I knew that shit was fast!
I heard my mother mumbling next to me about him looking like a drug dealer "do you his see his clothes? The expensive jewelry he's wearing? That car he' driving? He doesn't look like the type of guy to be working a nine to five and if that's not the case, what parent in their right mind would spend so much money on a child?"
'A very rich one?' I thought.
I was going to tell her that everyone in the world wasn't as cheap as her, but I didn't want to get boxed in the mouth.
We flagged down a taxi and I sat there thinking about the blacked haired onyx eyed hotty, this was the type of thing me and my friends were talking about back in Ohio.
As we arrived home and I went to my room to put away the new outfits, I had wondered if I would ever see that guy again or if I would encounter anymore guys as gorgeous as him.
If that was the case I would probably die from shock. Any hotter than him and I would probably have a heart attack on the spot.
I really doubted that would happen, I didn't think it would get any better than that, I was definitely wondering if I would see him again, this was a big city.
But what I didn't realize then, was how possible it was and how much sooner it would be than I had imagined.
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