I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand

Dear Johnny Depp,

I am a new woman. Sasuke is not even in my vocabulary. I spent all last night trying to get over him. And I now am. So anyway, went to the mall today, and spotted Sharpova by Abercrombie. I was like, "Hey cow!" and punched her face. Okay, I didn't but I wish I had she's the ugliest person like ever. I decided to go to the Gap, where this Marky Mark look-alike tried to sell me a pair of jelly sandals. Like, gag me with a spoon. "Get real," I told him. "I'd sooner wear a pair of stonewashed jeans." As it turned out, it actually was Marky Mark, and of course he asked me for a date and I said, "As if!" Marky Mark! More like Barky Bark! Anyway, later, Sharpova followed me and I decided to go for some Dip'n Dots. While in line, a gorgeously pensive Mediterranean hottie approached me, his eyes taking in every inch of my "luscious" body. Then, that ugly cow Sharpova tried talking to him! Sensing the hunk's discomfort, I screamed, "Get in line, Buckwheat, or I'll force you to watch a Gwyneth Paltrow movie!"

That stopped Unibrow in her tracks! God, I sound like Ino. But I need to. This is my first step in getting over Sasuke completely. But all my efforts were in vain because soon after my mall excursion my dad called and informed me that they were cutting off my allowance to help pay for the funeral; which meant I couldn't pay rent, which meant I needed a place- and fast, my rent was due soon. Ino? No. Something about her just screams homicide. Actually, everyone in her posse just kinda made me want to stab all of them. Move back home? Not an option. Everyone probably thinks I killed her myself. Neji? No. Sasuke's there. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. And if I haven't already made it clear enough, NO!

Five hours later

Dear Johnny Depp,

I moved in with Neji. I know I'm an idiot. I really brought the meaning of pathetic to a new level. No one would take me in and home was not an option. I'm not even sure I'm invited to the funeral. I broke so easily. I stood strong for about three hours then at eleven o'clock P.M. I knocked at their door, in my Telletubby jammers,and a bag that contained all my stuff. Then He answered. I suddenly couldn't breathe. My legs became jelly. My heart was beating loud enough for the both of us and the whole apartment complex to hear. He was God. His obsidian eyes, piercing through me like I was invisible, raven bangs framing his flawless face, the contours of his perfect body outlined in the darkness. God, I sound like a poet, but I swear he was made just for people like me to worship. I stared. He stared back.

He said, "What?"

I said "Hrrrrrrrrrrrrnnnngh."

And that's how I pretty much got here; I knocked He answered then Kiba immediately decided I would stay there forever. So here I am, writing to you in Neji's bed while that perv sleeps on the floor. I can't trust him; he's just…UGH! I'm just staying here until I can get back on my feet. Not to obsess over Sasuke. Note to self: do NOT obsess over Sasuke. But I really can't help but wonder how Sasuke looks while he's sleeping. DAMMIT! I should just stop thinking already! He's all I can think about. At least I know I'm not a lesbian. Nothing wrong with them but if I was one it'd probably be pretty icky. This will be one hell of a stay.

Sasuke's POV

I can't believe she's here. At eleven in her fricking telletubby pajamas. Have some decency, woman! Before long, she'll be dry humping my leg and digging through my trash and…jeez, she's just so irritating. I'd wish she'd just die already. And then maybe, just MAYBE I'd be able to get one waking moment where I'm not thinking of her. That girl, I swear, it's hard enough to admit this even to myself, but she'll never know what she does to me. Sakura. She's in for one hell of a stay. I'll make sure of that.

Hey guys, hang in there I have some ideas that will come through in the next chapter. I hope to get in the Naru/Saku bit a few chapters after that. Well, thanks to all my wonderful reviewers- you know who you are. I hope the last part wasn't too occ for you...I'm sorry if you hated it please don't eat me!- Lauren