Disclaimer/ No, I do not own Naruto and I never will. Go ahead and be mean about it. If I owned Naruto, you would know about it.

AN/I think I should just warn you now. All of these Sakura pairings are going to be pretty high up there on the crack scale. Aside from the Naruto and Kiba (in this chapter!). I really love crack. Sue me. A good dosage of Sakura crack is good for you. I'm sure of it.

Dedication:...my brother

Please review, flames are ...I do not care.

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Othello

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My story being done,
She gave me for my pains a world of sighs:
She swore, in faith, 'twas strange, 'twas passing strange;
'Twas pitiful, 'twas wondrous pitiful.
Othello, scene iii

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Spring was easily her favorite season, with no strong competition showing up anytime soon to prove such a truth false. Sure, school stared up again, but if she was given the choice, she would choose school over her home any day. Her parents were fighting about money again. Either one could be as unfaithful as possible and neither would care, but when the issue of money came up, the gloves were off.

Sakura was glad she wasn't there when they were fighting.

Pushing up her glasses she moved down the hallways with everyone else and found her locker. The smell greeted her before the sight. She took care to not be in the way when she opened the door and wisely avoided the pile of rotten food that spilled out. She checked the inside of her locker and was satisfied to see that they had been stupid to seriously damage any of her books. They stank a bit, but it was nothing she couldn't live with.

She pulled out the ones she would need and closed the door shut, taking care to lock it agin with the same combination that they knew. She would have to ask for a different lock soon. This one would be too easy to break into for them. Still, how had they managed to come across the combination?

The smell of the rotting sandwiches at her foot made her sigh with exhaustion, knowing it would be left up to her to clean up. Thankfully, she was prepared for this sort of thing and carried a plastic bag around with her belongings. Actually it was in case she got sick from her dysmenorrhea and had to throw up in a place that didn't have a toilet, but it would work for this as well.

She cleaned up the mess as quickly as possible, never paying any mind to the stares sent her way. There were few, most people being to busy with their own chores and choices in life to be distracted by someone like her. So imagine her surprise when a pair of hands cut into her vision to help in her cleaning.

"E-eh?" She squeaked, looking up with a small blush.

"You act like it a weird thing to help a girl when she's in trouble."

Sakura looked up at her helped and tried to remember where she had seen him before. "K-Kiba san?"

The said boy blushed at the sound of his name coming from her lips. Why did he feel so dirty and why was he so flustered. All she did was say her name... in a very attractive way. "Y-yeah, that's me. Glad to see you remember me."

"You returned me book."

"I did?" he asked, using the opportunity to look up at her face.

She nodded. "Mmmhum. It was my Shakesspear book, Othello. I remember that. Thank you agin," she said with a bob to her head that let her glasses fall down the length of her small nose. She paused to push them back up with the back of her hand.

"It-it was no problem. Don't mention it."

She smiled, finishing with the mess. "V-very well then, but I fell I need to thank you for helping me with this. I normally have to do this by myself and...I-it was nice to know someone cared enough to help," she added in a hushed tone while looking away. "S-sorry."

He stood up following her. "What? There's no need to apologize. I was happy to help!" He paused and then looked over at her her locker, guessing it was the one that smelled like rotten sandwiches. "Anyway, who would do something so mean like that. It's not normal. You should tell a teacher and see if you can get moved."

Sakura shook her head looking down. "T-t-there's no need for that. I'll just get a new lock. T-then everything wi-will be fine."

The warning bell rang, making her jump. Kiba cursed it's awful timing. He finally got to talk to Sakura chan and he hadn't made a huge fool out of himself yet. The chances of that happening again were like..., a thousand to one? Why did the bell have to ring now?

"I guess I had better get to class, she whispered, turing in the other direction.

"I'll walk you!" he hastily replied, scrambling for an excuse to stay by her side a mere minuet longer. Never mind that his class was in the opposite direction. His teacher wouldn't mind him being a few minuets late when it took her an extra three minuets to settle down her extra noisy class. Sakura chan was worth this much. He had been watching her ever since she transfered and was jumping for a chance to even talk to her.

"R-really?" she asked, with a light blush of pink t her cheeks.

"Of course, I think my class is this way anyway," he half liked. He did say think. There's no harm in such a small white lie, is there?

"O-oh, thank you."

He chuckled rubbing the back of head as the two of the made a bee line for her class room after dumping the rotten foods in a trash can. "Don't mention it. You're still getting used to this school or are you pretty much good here? It took me a while to settle in."

She smiled, hugging her books to her chest in the cutest fashion. "I think I'm used to it now. B-but it all looks the same."

"Yeah, that is tricky."

The second warning bell screamed, begining the one minuet countdown till class started. Most of the hallways emptied.

Sakura stopped outside her door and bowed politely before going in. "Thank you again, Kiba san."

"Y-you're welcome Sakura san!"

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Think'st thou I'd make a life of jealousy,
To follow still the changes of the moon
With fresh suspicions? No; to be once in doubt,
Is once to be resolved.
Othello, scene iii

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Sakura's last class of the day was wrapping up and the students were free to leave once they were finished with their tests. She had to be careful not to make too much noise in packing up, lest she disturb those who were still working on their tests. She remembered when she was in their position, she hated it when the early finishers were deliberately loud, finding it amusing to distract those slower than her.

It was rare for her class to end so early, (twelve minuets) so she was pretty much alone in the hallways. It was a strange feeling to be in such a large place like the main hallways and still be alone. Maybe she should have triple checked her answers or something.

'It's not like I'm the first one done, so why is it so quiet?' she though, turning a corner.

She squeaked quietly and hurriedly backtracked behind the corner to hide herself. No wonder the hallways were so empty. The seniors had skipped the last period to beat up some kids who was obviously much younger, for whatever reason.

The only one she recognized at a glance would have to be Hidan and Kakuzu. Neither of them were very active in the beating. Hidan being there only to get hit and Kakuzu to pick up the loose change after the fighting had ended. They were the only ones out of the four man team that seemed worthy of her notice. Everyone in the school pretty much knew about them. They were some of the oldest students in the school, having been held back a year or two for some strange reason she didn't know about.

Hidan and the others who were doing the beating, stopped when Kakuzu said something. They backed off, and allowed the older man to steep in and collect the fallen pocket money. He grumbled something she couldn't hear and stood, pocketing the change. Hidan cursed something rather loudly, earing for himself an insult by the older male before he walked away. The other seniors who Sakura had failed to identify trailed behind the two silently, speaking to themselves.

Once they were out of sight, Sakura darted, tripping only once, to the fallen boy's side to see if she could help in any way. Kneeling down beside him, she couldn't help but wince at the bruising and cuts that were already more than evident. Still, the six whisker like scars on his face were evident enough to identify him in her eyes.

"N-Naruto san?" she called hesitantly, her voice no louder than a whisper. "Naruto san, can you hear me?"

He moaned something and shifted, refusing to open his eyes. He must have been beaten for a long time, she thought.

Biting her lip, she dropped her book bag by his own and made an effort to slide him onto her back. It was a lot harder than she thought it would have been, considering she was shorter, lighter, and female. He weighed a great deal more than her. Still, she had somehow managed to get him into a position that she could drag, while still walking upright-if not considerably bent.

She couldn't help but say a prayer of thanks for the nurse's office being so close to where she had found Naruto. Much more of his weight on her back would kill her. Unable to bring her hands away from his shoulders-lest he should fall, Sakura kicked the door instead of knocking with her hand.

"Shizune san, I's my Sakura. Please open up!" she called.

She didn't have to wait long for the wiry woman with dark hair to open the door. Shizune was friends with Sakura, having known the girl since she first transfered. Sakura was always friends with the nurse thanks to her problem with Dysmenorrhea. A problem her parents didn't even know about.

"Sakura chan, what the-oh my," she gasped. "Naruto kun's hurt again?"

'Again, has this happened before?'

"Can you please help me with him, he's bleeding all over my shirt and I don't know how much more blood loss he can take," Sakura hurriedly explained, shuffling into the small room with three empty beds and a desk plus a small bathroom. This place was like another home to her, already.

Shizune helped Sakura with supporting Naruto and between the two of them, Naruto was safely transported to an empty bed. Sakura gasped, sucking in air after the heavy haul. Shizune rubbed the young girl's back, soothingly. "Don't worry about this guy. He heals faster than anyone I've ever treated. He'll be back to getting into trouble in no time. Sakura chan, are you okay. Your breathing sounds labored."

Sakura shook her head, having a hard time answering with words. "F-fine..."

Shizune helped Sakura over to the other cot and helped the girl settle down before going for the needed objects that Naruto's injuries required. Living in a school that had so many fights, Shizune was a master nurse, you could say. In seemingly no time at all, he had the younger boy bandaged up.

Feeling hands waver over his face's cuts, Naruto began to stir. "Ne-neh?"

"Naruto kun! You're awake already. You weren't even out for five minuets...or maybe you were. I didn't know how long it took Sakura chan to drag you in here," shizune exclaimed, oming over to his side with a cup of water he sipped at lightly.

Still a bit out of it, Naruto could only nod and murmur something that sounded like 'oh' before falling back into his pillows. The dark haired nurse watched the younger boy like a hawk, waiting for the reaction she knew she was going to get out of him once her words settled in.

It didn't take long, in the next instance, Naruto shot up into a sitting position to grab her shoulders hold her still. "WHAT?!" he screamed, shaking her a little as his face erupted in a dark red blush that could rival the shade of a ripened tomato.

Shizune couldn't help but giggle at his expression in regards to Sakura's name. Whenever Naruto would come into her office to be treated for injuries, he would always talk about the pink haired female he still couldn't talk to. No matter what he was in for, sooner or later, Naruto would end up talking about Sakura and what he saw her doing that day. Never mind how much he sounded like a stalker, his nurse would sit still and listen to everything he had to say until he was discharged.

"Should I call your parents to pick you up, Naruto kun? You look well enough now."

"Never mind about that, whad did you say about Sakura chan? Was she here?"

"Nope," she said watching his expression fall into gloom. "She's still here resting up in the bed next to your own if you want to thank her. She can probally hear everything you just said, too. Isn't that right Sakura chan?"

Sakura pulled back the light blue curtain separating their beds and looked over at Naruto, who was in the process of inventing a new shade of red. "I'm glad to see you're feeling better Naruto san. You were hurt a lot but you're still so lively." She giggled softly taking on a look of self pity. "I get exhausted over the littlest things. I envy your for your strength and endurance."

While it was true that Sakura could be a skilled and strong fighter when she wanted to, that only happened when she was not very aware of it. if she focused her mind on fighting back or defending herself for no reason, she froze up and weakened herself. She was only strong when reflexes kicked in before her knowledge. Apart from that, she got tired easily and liked to rest and read more than anything.

"S-S-Sa-Sa-Saku-ra ch-chan!" he stuttered out. "H-how long have you been there?"

Sakura rolled her eyes up, looking towards the ceiling as she though. "Ummm, ever since I carried you in here. I don't know how long that has been."

"Y-you brought me in here?" Naruto asked, his tone taking on a note of awe.

Sakura nodded, sitting up in bed and reaching for her glasses on the nightstand. "Yeah, that was me. Sorry I couldn't be any faster, I'm such a wimp."

"Don't say that! I think Sakura was very strong and very brave to even help me! I owe you a lot of thanks."

Sakura blushed, looking down at the glasses in her hands, turning them over and over as she flustered with embarrassment. She wasn't used to being praised or thanked by people her own age. "I-it wasn't anything special. You don't need to t-thank me."

"No-no, it was something really special. We...um, we don't know each other too well do we, so I was really surprised and really glad that Sakura chan would go out of her way to help someone like me. Not that I want to sound rude or anything, but you always looked so shy that I though-um...I-I'm sorry. It's just that you've made me really happy. I've wanted to talk to you for a while now, but I'm really stupid when it comes to introductions."

Sakura smiled, feeling at ease with someone who stuttered and blushed as much as Naruto. "It's okay. I have a tough shell, so you don't need to worry about offending me. I know you mean well, Naruto san."

Shizune came up to the pair with the phone in her hands, smiling at the pair. "Naruto kun, I called your parents and they should be coming here soon to pick you up. Sakura chan, I can take you over to my place if you want. You still can't go home yet, can you?" she asked with a soft tone to her voice. She knew what went on in Sakura's home.

"Why can't Sakura chan go home? Are her parents not there?" Naruto asked, oblivious as to how tender a subject this was.

Sakura flinched and looked away.

Looking between the two, Shizune tried to level things out in a way that Naruto could understand while keeping Sakura secret. It was a tender issue for the pink haired girl, primarily because it was an issue she couldn't fix. "It's too early in the day for Sakura to go home, so she can either stay with me or I can drop her off at a friend's house. Juugo san might be available if it's an off day for him, right Sakura chan?

"Then Sakura chan can come home with me! My parents will be there and I was going to have some friends over anyway. Would that be okay with you, Sakura chan?" he asked turning towards her. "My mom would really like having a girl over, since all my friends are guys. It'll be fun for you, I promise. Even if you can't or don't pay video games, there are tons of other things we can do to have fun."

"I don't..think I could-"

"It can be my way of thanking you for helping me, too! Please Sakura chan. If you don't have anything else to do!"

Sakura looked from Shizune to Naruto-looking for an escape. There was none she could take without offending Naruto. Sighing with down turned shoulders, she nodded her reply. "Yeah, I guess I could do that..."

Naruto pumped his fist into the air, amazing Sakura that he could be so energetic after being a punching bag to the seniors, and whopped loudly. Shizune chided him about being so loud in a resting place, finding it hard to be angry at an injured student.

When Naruto's parents came to pick him up, they reminded Sakura of a couple cooing over their first born baby. Naruto was a bit embarrassed about how much they fawned over him in front of the girl he liked. Like he had suggested, his mother was instantly taken with the Sakura, cooing over how adorable the shy, green eyed girl was. She insisted on her coming over to 'bring some feminine peace to a brutal den of men' as she so elaborately put it.

Looking at it like that, Sakura couldn't possibly refuse.

That was the first of many invites she received not only from Naruto, but from his parents. For some strange reason, they seemed to want her over as much as possible to spend time with their only son.

'I can't believed my son has such great taste in girls,' though his father after having spend several dinners with Sakura. 'She'll make a fine daughter in law.'

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I kissed thee ere I killed thee, no way but this,
Killing myself, to die upon a kiss.
Othello, scene ii

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AN2:/My brother who is a pianist broke his finger and had to have surgery on it. He's bummed about having to miss his concert because of it.

Ja ne

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